Helping Hand

I'm 35 now and was single not normally a social person when it all started, I prefer my own company you could say. I keep to myself and had rarely meaning never got involved in other people's lives. That changed last April when a family I've known for years since before my mother's death. Lost their jobs and were evicted from their rental home. A family of three all females, it wasn't my concern I could say to myself, but the mother was a good friend of my mother and had helped her a great deal in her final years of life dealing with cancer. Not asking for anything in return, so my conscience decided it was my duty to help them. So, I offered them living space in my home. I'm very financially well off due my career and inheritances. The mother 52 and her two daughters 30 and 27 all average in looks and build, accepted mainly because they had no other options. I'm the greatest looking man alive you could say, but only if I'm the only man left alive. So, I below average in looks but fit and shave my head because I was going bald anyway wear thick glasses. Can't stand wearing contact lenses, I cook my meals don't buy take out. So, once the women moved in, things started to change. The women looked after my house done the cooking, slowly I got used to having everything done for me. Then in late July the mother joined me in my bed one night and we started a sexual relationship. Advised her daughters were available if I so wanted, but a stronger relationship would be needed. Like marriage or formal agreement. I asked which one both were available together as a both or neither agreement. The mother was willing to keep our current relationship whether or not I made an acceptable agreement with the daughters. I was enjoying the sex and also wanted to expand it to the daughters. I decided a simple wedding made the easiest way of formalizing our relationship, marry one fuck both. Which one, two pieces of paper with each of their names and pick one sight unseen. I picked out the youngest one name, and we then married quickly (September). The older sister changed her surname so any children she had would've my name. I know you could just use my name anyway, but it looks better to have mother and father's surname the same on a birth certificate. I think anyway. Result two pregnant wives, yes wives as both are considered as equal in our family relationship. I'm quite happy with the outcome, I've three women who sleep with me and we all get on very well together. I hadn't thought I would ever marry, but I'm now married and have three willing wives you could say.