Beware of Sugar Daddies with Big Families (Who Don’t Know How to Mind Their Own Business): Part 1

Beware of Sugar Daddies with Big Families (Who Don’t Know How to Mind Their Own Business): Part 1

Beware of Sugar Daddies with Big Families (Who Don’t Know How to Mind Their Own Business): Part 1

It was at my older man’s fam­ily gath­er­ing where I dis­cov­ered that his mother had been telling just about every­one about our per­sonal busi­ness, par­tic­u­larly about the fact that I wanted to put off our wed­ding until after our baby was born. And now, Keegan’s fam­ily was mak­ing it very clear that they weren’t pleased with the deci­sion, even though it was none of their business.

I looked Kee­gan dead in the eye before pick­ing up my baby and walk­ing out of the pavil­ion. His fam­ily was every­where and because he was caught up in a con­ver­sa­tion, he couldn’t quite get away fast enough to catch me and see what was wrong. It turns out that he knew what the hell was wrong. He knew that his fam­ily would strong-arm me into mov­ing for­ward with con­crete wed­ding plans. In fact, he was count­ing on it.

I walked over to a nice shade tree and got as com­fort­able as I could to nurse the baby. Nurs­ing in pri­vate was dif­fi­cult, because his fam­ily had vir­tu­ally taken over the entire park. I for­got my nurs­ing cover so, I just let it all hang out and if any­one was offended well, f*ck them—I was feed­ing my baby.

It didn’t take long before Keegan’s Aunt Lucy and Aunt Mar­garet came look­ing for the baby to cod­dle, and once they found me, they closed in. I could see them com­ing from a mile away, and could feel my entire body tens­ing up, as the baby had just fallen asleep. Thank­fully, they walked up slowly after I sig­naled to them to be quiet, but they sat down and stayed with me and the baby as she suck­led my breast in her sleep.

So, I hear you two are think­ing about plan­ning a wed­ding very soon. Can we help you in any way? Maybe the flower arrange­ments or the food?” Aunt Lucy said smiling.

The whole fam­ily is excited for you both; hon­estly, we aren’t try­ing to be pushy about your mar­riage. We just want to help,” Aunt Mar­garet said as she reached over and caressed my baby’s head. I couldn’t help but feel awk­ward, tense, and almost a lit­tle grossed out that she just caressed my baby’s head as it was attached to my breast, but I was expected to smile—so I did.

Right now, I am prac­ti­cally a sin­gle mom, because he is work­ing so much, I am work­ing full-time, and frankly, I don’t have any spare energy at the end of the day to be con­cerned with a wed­ding. At this rate, I think we will just elope when we are good and ready,” I said quietly.

Oh, you will never be for­given if you two elope. The entire fam­ily has been wait­ing 40-some years for him to become a father and hus­band. You’re his first and it needs to be as spe­cial for him as it does for you. Don’t elope, you’ll regret it later,” Aunt Lucy responded firmly.

I ignored her com­ment and we con­tin­ued to make small talk before we were sud­denly interrupted…

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About Vivian

I am 26 and my husband 45. At first, our friendship existed mostly online. I was actually helping my now husband with his dating profile when it dawned on me that he was exactly what I was looking for in a perfect life partner. So, I asked him out and we have been together ever since. We now have two daughters together and everyone that knows us will tell you that they simply can’t imagine us apart, and neither can we. I’m no stranger to May-December relationships—my father was 71 and my mother was 33 when I was born. I have never dated a guy my own age. Anything less than 10 years older than me just seems wrong, and frankly, it doesn’t even turn me on in the slightest bit to think about it. It’s actually a turn-off. After going through relationships with a few rich older men, I finally settled down with my husband. I’m sure there were people waging bets on how quickly our marriage would fall apart, but we’re determined to prove them all wrong.