I was left with the Family business (general repair shop) and sufficient funds to maintain the house, and finish university.    For the next four years I have been on my own.  I have had little or no time for a social life.  I did not miss it, in fact I became very acclimated to my lifestyle.  Then in December of last year I hired a local man(age 24) to run my blast furnace so I could do some casting.

 Running a blast furnace is very hot work so the young had stripped down to his barely there underwear.  When I walked into the shop I was to say the least surprised. However, what happened to me next made me think I was having a stroke.   I got all flushed and tingly and my chatte was twitching.  I felt dizzy, and my heart was pounding like a hammer and my stomach felt like it was full of butterflies.  He noticed I was stumbling around and rushed over to hold me from falling.  Just his touch caused me to have an orgasm.   He helped me over to my house and I went and lied down.

He finished the job during the next three days and never mentioned the incident, and neither did I.  I did not see him for three weeks then both he and another man came to my house to get a trailer repaired.  The older gentleman(age 46) was a spitting image of the younger.  When our eyes met the same thing as what had happened with the younger man was again upon me, All I wanted him to do was kiss me and then take me right there on the ground.  The next thing I know I am being carried to my house and placed on the cot in my living room. I managed to conceal my embarrassment by telling them I had not been getting much sleep. I accepted the job, and they left saying they would return in the new year.  As father and son left I realized much to my horror, that I had strong feelings for both these men.  Until they returned in early January, all I did was dream about these men.  In my imagination, and in my dreams they both made love to me again and again.

  In early January, I received a call from the men, and they asked if they could come over to my house to discuss something very important.  I agreed and they arrived later that afternoon.

They told me that they had both fallen in love with me the first time they had seen me in town in early October of last year, and they wanted to know if I felt that way for either of them.

  Before I realised what I was doing I professed my desire for both of them, and that I could not choose between them. to my surprise, they both agreed to be my husbands if I would have them.

From that moment I realised I had become a polygamist.  I truly loved these men, and they loved me.  We have been a family since then, we are engaged, and we will hold a ceremony in October of this year.   Although we cannot be (officially) married, we will all live as wife and husbands.