I finally had to agree

I've always been a fun-loving guy and done whatever took my interest. My family is RICH, so I didn't have to work, and they got me out of trouble. That was until I graduated, suddenly they put conditions on my access to family money, my extremely generous allowance had conditions place on it. I couldn't just buy a new car because I wanted it anymore, but they weren't a cruel as to want me to actually work. No, they wanted me to marry and have children and they had even found me a bride to marry. She was pretty and if I wasn't being told to marry her, I would've tried to bed her myself. But she was the prim and proper type, granddaughter of an old family friend of my grandfather. But he wasn't behind it all it was his wife my loving grandmother who had spoilt all my life. She had decided she wanted to see my children before she passed away, she also knew it would be easier to get me to agree if I didn't have work and earn my own money. I tried once years earlier when I was in the boy scouts and gave up after 5 minutes, instead of selling the things I bought the lot, so I didn't have to anything to sell them. I would blow thru my allowance and ask for more and always got it. Now I had no allowance until I agreed to marriage. I thought I would say okay I'll marry her and drag it out for ever if I could. My grandmother realized that and set a wedding date of two months from my agreeing at most or the restriction would stay in place. After horrible week of no money, I'd never saved a cent in my entire life so nothing to fall back on. So, I caved in and agreed to the marriage, and I got a trickle of my former allowance back. Not to be fully reinstated until after the wedding, with goals to achieve to keep it flowing. Simple things like a child in the first two years and a second with five years or at least pregnant with the second. My grandmother isn't totally heartless, there after I would be left alone if at least one was a girl. As boys run in our family, my grandmother was hedging her bets as they say, if no girl we 'd to keep trying no limit on children mentioned. The wedding was a month later, it was already all arranged and at least my wife was good looking and willing to provide the wanted children to please my grandmother and her family also. She got pregnant quickly, bad news for me it was a boy and so we resumed trying hard after he was one year old and it almost a year and another boy. Another year later we started trying again and it was quick that time she got pregnant within a month, and I had to wait until they done the test. I'm sure they delayed testing to annoy me on purpose. Pandemic, no reason not to find out the baby's gender, my wife was eight months pregnant before found out the gender. My grandmother came home with my wife after finding out the results of the test carrying a blue ribbon, yes it was another boy. My older brother teased me, saying I was wishing too hard for a girl and should just relax, and nature would reward me. It took time but my wife finally got pregnant again and I'd had given up on getting a girl. But was enjoying my three boys and the dog I'd gotten them: I'd also given up on returning to my carefree lifestyle. Finally, she got pregnant again and I wasn't worried what gender the baby was this time. Again, they came home after getting the results, they weren't smiling so I assumed it was another boy. But they were hiding their delight, my grandmother held a pink ribbon this time. Once I realized everyone was overjoyed and as of last Friday, I'm the father of a daughter. I've held her once in the time since then, it seems I last on the list to hold my little daughter grandparents, parents, sister and sister-in-law have priority over me. Even my sons are higher on the list, maybe even the dog. But looking back I'm glad they made me do it, I feel I'm more fulfilled now. Of course, my grandmother has said my little daughter should've a sister of her own and I agreed.