My uncle married a woman twenty years his junior. Gabby was just 26 one year younger than myself. I couldn't understand why she married him. Although she had been married to him for almost six years she still seemed to be in love with him. She was gorgeous, witty and bubbly. He was looking older than his now 52 years, slow and to be honest quite a bore when this really started. A lot of the family shunned them before they married. I lived just six houses away from them, so it was impracticable to ignore them, besides I fancied the pants off of Gabby and would do anything to spend time with her. Then my uncle had a stroke and whilst he was on the mend he was even slower than normal and a lot grumpier. I felt sorry for Gabby and offered to take her out for an evening. To my surprise, my uncle said it was a good idea for her to get out. I took her to a club that had a band playing. During the evening Gabby let her hair down and was enjoying the band and when I suggested that she danced she was quickly up on the dance floor. She moved as good as she looked, plus the drinks loosened her further. Then at the end of the evening when the band was playing a few slow numbers I moved in close to Gabby and held her tight to me. She smelt great, good enough to eat. Then I took her home. Just before she got out the car she gave me a quick kiss on the cheeks. I went home and must admit to wanking thinking about her. I bumped into her a few days later and she thanked me for the night out. I offered her another night out. She said she would get back to me as my uncle was also now struggling with a cold on top of his stroke problems. The following day she rang me to say yes to the night out as uncle had improved a little. That Saturday I picked Gabby up in the car. Uncle waved from the window as we drove away. We had a lovely meal at a nice restaurant and then went on to a country pub for a drink. We talked a lot about her and my uncle. She was clearly in love with him and wouldn't do anything to hurt him. She was concerned that my uncle was quite frail and didn't like leaving him for too long. Then after drinks I was driving her home when she got a call to say that my uncle had taken a turn for the worse and was on his way to the hospital. I changed direction to the hospital. When we arrived we were told he had another stroke. We went in to see him and he was sat up in bed. He told us in a slurred voice that he had the presence of mind to call for an ambulance as the first tingling feelings started. He asked could we take him in some stuff and slurred out his list. I said I would drop it in the following morning. I left Gabby with him for about an hour before the nurses told her he needed some rest and threw us out. Gabby was clearly upset. I tried to help her by saying that he was in the best possible place. She was still upset saying that had she been home he may have been in hospital quicker. The next morning I took his things he wanted in and the staff caught me and told me that he wanted to speak with me. I went into his room. He was sat in bed and already he was speaking better. It was then that he shocked me. "I know you fancy and want my wife, and who could blame you," he told me. "I doubt that I will fully recover from this and my prospects are not that great. The chances of another stroke are high and eventually it will get me. I have considered my position for some while and want you to look after Gabby for me," he asked. I assured him that I would take care of her. "Not just day to day things, but also personal things. She is a young woman and should have a full sex life. It is up to you to see she gets it," he told me. I went to argue that he would soon be back home, but he would hear none of it. That evening I took Gabby in to see him. I stayed with them for a short while and then left them alone. He seemed to be recovering fast. On the way home Gabby was very quiet. This went on for several evenings. Then on the fourth night Gabby had me stop the car as she wanted to speak with me. She told me that he had told her to sleep with me. I told her that he had told me the same thing. She seemed quite unsure. We managed to keep to ourselves. Then five weeks later he was ready to come home. His speech was almost back to normal. He was walking with the aid of a stick, but his biggest weakness was his left arm that he could barely move. Back home I helped Gabby rearrange a room for him downstairs and generally rearrange the house to make things easier. My uncle again told me to make love to Gabby. I told him it wasn't just up to me. The following evening when I went round there was a nurse looking after him and we went out to a bar. It was the first time I had really talked to Gabby since uncles stroke. It turned out that he had again told her to sleep with me, and she admitted that he hadn't made love to her in nearly three years. I told her that I would love to make love with her. Gabby blushed and said perhaps and left it at that. Uncle was still up when we got back. "Thought you two would be in bed," he quipped. I ignored him as did Gabby who had gone red again. Two days later I arrived to find gabby half in the kitchen cupboard. She was routing around for something. Her arse was in the air and looked too tempting and I gave it a small slap. She yelped and extracted herself from the cupboard to see who had assaulted her arse. She see me and smiled. "Not here," she told me. I took this to mean that she wanted more but not where uncle might hear. The following day was Saturday and I was expecting a lie in. It was not to be as the door bell rung. It was Gabby who told me that the nurse would be with uncle for two hours. I dragged her to my bedroom and stripped her coat dress bra and panties off. Then as I pushed her back onto the bed I removed her shoes and dived head first into her pussy. She was wriggling and squealing as I ate her out. Then she groaned very loudly as she came. I dropped my pajama bottoms on the floor and climbed on top. Gabby had her hand around my cock and steered me to her opening. She was tight as I eased forward into her, and It took a lot of easing to get fully into her pussy. Gabby was now thrusting up at my cock as I plunged into her depths. Gabby was pulling my arse into her as I rocked back and forth. Then she dug her claws in as she built up to her climax. Her climax triggered mine and I pumped my cum deep into her pussy. After resting Gabby dressed and returned home. I went round that evening and Uncle was sat in his chair. When Gabby went to make us some drinks uncle turned to me and said, "Thanks for seeing to Gabby. She seems much happier today." Then Gabby returned with the drinks. "I hope you two enjoyed yourselves today, " he said. "Now there is no need to hide and skulk around," he informed us. Gabby had gone red again. After that I would stay over and sleep with Gabby upstairs as uncle slept downstairs. Gabby was always struggling not to make too much noise as she didn't want uncle to hear us. He did hear and said what a good job I was doing to keep gabby happy and that way we wouldn't loose her to someone she might have had an affair with. Then he had another small stroke and was back in hospital. He was in there for almost five months before he came back home. By then I had moved in permanently and uncle was pleased that we were now living as a couple. It was another two years before he had his last and final stroke that took him. I helped Gabby with all the arrangements and the funeral. Then we had a reading of his will with the solicitor who had drawn up his will whilst in hospital after his second stroke. We were shocked as the solicitor read out his will. He had left all his belonging s to us jointly, but only if we were still living as a couple in five years time, other wise everything was to go to a dogs home. His conditions were no problem for me and Gabby told the solicitor the same. By the time we see the solicitor five years later we had been married for three years. I thank uncle everyday that he put us together. We have now been married for twenty one years.