This story started with Renee (42) and Ryan (31), sister and brother, who had not seen each other for 6 years. They found that they loved each other and carried this on to becoming partners and living together in a beach house in the South West of the State.
Renee had 3 children, all who had grown and left home. Her daughter Shelley (now 30) was married with 2 children at the time. She and her brothers were not too keen on the pairing of their Mum and Uncle but had come to accept it.
Shelley, after a few years, had a break down in her marriage and Renee asked her to come and stay with herself and Ryan until she could sort herself out. This she did bringing the children, but there was plenty of room for them all. In fact, Renee had built an extra guest flat in the backyard in the event of any of her kids coming to stay.
We will continue from there.
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By this time, Renee was now 48 and Ryan was 37. They had been so very happy locked away from most of the world. Where they lived everyone took them for husband and wife.
Shelley moved in and everything was going very smoothly. She had the children enrolled in the nearest school and the two families didn't infringe on each other to any extent.
About 6 months after Shelley had moved in, she found Renee sitting in the kitchen, crying. Ryan was just holding and comforting her.
"Mum, what's wrong."
"Nothing……nothing," murmured her Mum.
"I know there's something wrong. You don't cry for nothing. Now tell me," said Shelley angrily.
Ryan turned to her and said, "Shelley, your Mum has just been diagnosed with ovarian cancer and it is pretty bad."
"Oh, Mum, what can I do. I can't lose you now. We are just getting so close again."
Renee looked at her, with reddened eyes and sadly replied, "there is nothing that can be done, it has started to spread to my other organs as well. I don't want to go through chemotherapy as that will just leave me feeling washed out all the time, and it still won't cure me."
"I just want to relax now with Ryan and you and the children. Ryan is going to get in touch with your brothers and get them to come home as soon as possible. I have about 6 months left, and I want to live them with my family around me."
"Oh Mum, just let me look after you."
"You can help Ryan if you like, but he wants to continue to be my support, just like he always has been in the last 6-1/2 years."
The boys were contacted and both got compassionate leave from their various jobs. Derek from the Navy, and Roland from the Mining company he worked for as an engineer.
The news was withheld from Shelley's children for about 3 months, but they had both noticed how sick Granma looked and started to ask questions.
Shelley had to sit them down and explain that Granma wouldn't be with them for much longer. Of course, this upset the children, but they seemed to accept it as a fact of life.
Five and a half months later, Renee passed away in her peacefully in her sleep.
This may read as very macabre but it is just a lead-up to the next part of the story.
Ryan was devastated. Shelley stayed on in the guest house with the children but spent most of her days in the house with Ryan. At least, being around him in case he wanted to talk. He had to carry on with his work but would just stop and gaze into space for hours at a time.
After a time, he started to realize that there was a world around him and he started to come out of the slump that Renee's passing had sent him into.
He became aware of Shelley being around most of the time. Now, Shelley was so like her mother, it would bring back happy memories. She was now 31 years of age, with corn colored hair which fell down over her shoulder. She had the same build as Renee, standing a little taller, about 5'4" with a 36C bustline and childbearing hips and green eyes, the same as her mother's.
He would see her and think of Renee. That in turn would make him feel very aroused. He knew it was wrong, after all he was her Uncle, but after his loving partnership with her Mother, how could he not feel something for this very lovely young lady, and she was only a few years younger than him.
Another 6 months on; just over 12 months since Renee passed, Ryan suggested to Shelley that they go to the beach for the day as he would love to have a surf.
As mentioned in the first chapter, surfing was a passion with him.
She agreed and packed a picnic hamper for them. They dropped the children at school and arranged to pick them up at the end of the day.
They then proceeded to the beach where Ryan usually went, where the best waves were. Shelley had never been on a surfboard. For about an hour, Ryan rode the waves and completely relaxed.
When he came in, Shelley asked him if he would teach her how to manage a board, after lunch. Ryan agreed, so they had an early lunch and waited the required hour or so that was necessary before they went back into the water.
