Uncle Donnie and Shelby

The pain hit Don while he was taking a shower. His wife had gone to the hospital with a severe case of pneumonia the night before. Her COPD always made each round worse than the previous one. Her best friend showed up and insisted Don go home, clean up and get some rest. She’d happily to stay with Maggie for a few hours.

The only other person in Don’s house was Shelby. She was a 27yr old granddaughter of some dear friends, who had been killed in an auto accident.
Shelby had taken the loss of ‘Papa’ and ‘Nanny’ harder than her sisters… her dad, too, for that matter.
Shelby’s mother had divorced her, pitiful, self from the whole family when Shelby was just ten. Nobody knew where she lived, nor did they care.

Shelby’s sisters, and dad, had written Shelby out of their lives after her second round of drug rehab. During that dark chapter of her life, she had done many things she now regretted. She had told Maggie and Don about her failed marriage; resulting in fucking everyone, and anyone, to get drug money. With her small body and large tits, lesbians were her best resources of cash; black men were next. With nobody to care about her, she reached the point of not caring and even made one attempt at suicide.
The two things she was thankful about was that, luckily, she had never contracted an STD, and that she was still alive.

The last rehab center had set her up with an office job, where she met Sean. After several months of denying him, they finally met at a nice cabin in the state park. It was a wonderful weekend and Sean never pressured her to have a drink with him. Their sex was exciting enough for her to agree to move in with him.
Things went fine for more than a year. Shelby discovered she was pregnant; Sean changed jobs, making much better money. It was he that suggested Shelby quit her job and be a stay at home mom.
After Lea was born, Sean began sleeping around while Shelby was still carrying an extra 40 pounds.
It wasn’t long before he had another girl; this time it was a teenager, ready to move in with him.

Since Shelby had no family support, Sean got custody of Lea… but his dick was more concerned with his new slut, so he left the baby with his mother, who hated Shelby because of her past.
Although Don and Maggie were not related to her, they were the only ones who would take the struggling young woman into their home. She became a wonderful asset to them, helping with her sickly ‘Aunt Maggie’ and working night shifts at the town’s best Mexican food restaurant.

The pain got stronger and began moving down Don’s arm. He managed to get the water turned off, but couldn’t lift his leg high enough to step out of the shower… He knew he would have to call out to Shelby for help.
“Oh my God, Uncle Donnie! I’ll call 911!”

She quickly made the call and helped his old ass get out of the shower. The fact that he was naked and dripping wet didn’t seem to bother her at all. Before the medics arrived, she had dried him with towels, including doing an extra good job on his cock, balls and ass… which made his shaft start perking up. She pulled some clean boxers up his legs and smiled at him as she tucked his semi-hard dick inside.
“The ambulance is here, I’ll let them in,” she kissed his forehead, “you’re gonna be okay; I love my uncle Donnie.”
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She was sitting beside him when he woke up. When he saw her smile was half-hearted, he knew something had gone wrong. Although he was groggy with sedation, he managed to ask, “What is it, Punkin’? Did I die? Am I gonna die? I can tell something’s not right.”

“I’ll be right back; the doctor wanted to know when you came to. I’ll just be a few seconds.”

“Your daughter tells us this is your first heart attack; is that correct?” The doctor was listening to his heart and lungs as he talked. Don started to tell him that Shelby wasn’t his daughter, but realized they would run her out if she wasn’t related. He confirmed it had been his first attack, to the best of his knowledge.
The doctor began explaining about some stents and a bypass, but the sedation took Don back to Neverland.

When he awoke again, Shelby was sitting close to the bed, holding his hand with her head lying; face down, on top of them. He could tell she was crying softly, “What is it, Honey?” she jumped as his voice startled her.
She stood and gave him a hug, pressed the ‘call’ button and sat back down, “As soon as the doc gets here, we need to talk.” The doctor and two nurses entered, smiling and telling Don good morning.