My wife passed away last year and since I have been the family project, we are childless, "Don't leave Uncle Bob alone, he'll starve, Linda used to do everything for him." That statement pretty well sums up how the family feels. So every day I would get a family member over to make sure I wasn't going to starve and I wasn't living in squallor. I am a good looking and fit man for my age with ample resources to take care of myaelf, but everyone made such a fuss I let it go.

After a few weeks I thought this would all die down, but it didn't. They just kept coming, so I hired a maid. Well, that got rid of the family Monday through Friday, but Saturday and Sunday they show up like clock work. This really bugs me and I have told everyone to stop, but they have to make sure Uncle Bob is not neglected on weekends. My maid always makes sure all my laundry is done, ironed, and put away and my frig is stocked with beer and homemade microwave meals before she leaves Friday night.

OK enough of my ranting, here is my real dilema. A couple months back I went out with a few of the guys from work. We went to the sports bad and the TV was out. Heavy drinking and life bitching ensues. I woke to the most fantastic memory of my wife waking me with an early morning bj. As always it was a fantastic way to wake, but I realized it was no dream when I began to shoot my load of cum down her throat and I didn't wake. When I could speak I called out to my wife. "Linda?" I said confused and slightly hung over. She looked back up at me smiling and said, "No, Uncle Bob. I'm Gina, Tammi's girl. Remember?"

Holly shit, I did remember. It was my wife's sister's oldest girl. And yes, she looks exactly like my young Linda.

I didn't know what to say or do, she just stayed there sitting on the bed next to me smiling. I was about to ask her to leave when she told me that she has always loved older men, and when she had come in and saw I was "in a morning way", so she hopes I didn't mind her help. I stammered out something like, " On no, I appreciate all the help." She smiled and told me to get dressed while she cooked breakfast.

We spent the day together. Hell, we spent the whole weekend together and many days since. She is very much like my lovely departed Linda, but also very much her own girl. She has told me flatly that she is looking to get hitched to an older guy and would make it worth my while if I were that guy.

She figures I've maybe 20 years left, and she is probably being generous there because males in my line usually die in their late 60's, and she would make a great, hot widow. She would be financially set and young enough to enjoy doing whatever she wants after I am gone, but while I am here she would love and take care of me, making sure I was never wanting. She said she had decided this because she had watched me with "Aunt Linda" and had always thought she wanted a husband that would treat her that way too, so when my wife passed, she thought why not go with a known quantity and not have to look further. I haven't any heirs, and she says she would like to have kids too.

Remarkably my problem is not the thought of living out the rest of my life with a 20 year younger doplhanher nymph of my wife, but what would the family think. What would my sister-in-law think of being the mother-in-làw? And the rest of the family, will they think I'm a large or what?

I could love Gina for who she is, I see the difference and she is not my wife, nor am I trying to make her that in my mind. IMO: she is the 2nd biggest woman to have ever walked the face of the earth.

The big problem is the family.