My uncle David

I'm Emily 24 single and have a daughter Christie 3, her father Donald departed for parts unknown as soon as I found out I was pregnant. That was okay as I got by okay by myself living a long way from my parents and siblings. But last year with the pandemic lockdowns I started to struggle as my work started to disappear. Then I was evicted as the owner was selling up and also short of money due to the lack of work. I was going to call my parents for help, but remembered my uncle David 45 lived closer. He was single and had been overseas most of my lifetime and had returned in late 2019. As my mother's only brother and the youngest of the 3. I had his name and the small town he lived in and it didn't take much to find his address and contact number via the voters roll. I called him and was hoping for some help and not sure what he could do for me and Christie. He wanted to help me and came and picked us up and took us back to his place. There he had a 3 bed ranch style house on a 2 acre block with fruit trees and a dog called Duncan. When asked why he called his dog Duncan, he said he looks like a Duncan. From the start Christie and Duncan became almost like they were joined at the hip. Duncan sat by Christie all the time and slept at the end of her bed. There wasn't any work going locally either, but David made sure we got anything we needed or in Christie case wanted. After several month and a visit by my parents after the lockdown was finished. They said I should return with them, but I had just had an interview for a job and decided to stay with David and see how it went. I missed out on that job, but got another one a week later. It meant working into the evenings and David said he would watch Duncan and Duncan will watch Christie. He's always giving responses like that and Christie adores him. The only problem I found, was on getting home after work and finding Christie asleep on the lounge next to David and Duncan laying on the floor. David said she would stay in her bed until I got home and so he let her stay with him and she would go to sleep beside him. After I got home he would carry her to her bed and she would say goodnight to me before going back to sleep. Duncan went in to her room and took up his post beside her bed. Around Christmas the place I worked at closed for the holidays and David, Christie, Duncan and me went to visit my parents 3 states away. After 2 weeks we returned back home as it now was to me and Christie. A month later John my father was killed in a traffic accident and Maureen 50 my mother was now alone. With my siblings both married and with own families in the next state to me. Maureen decided to sell up and move closer to us all and moved in with David and us in early March. Planning to find her own place, but as things turned out she stopped looking and is staying with us. By the time of my father death, David and me had become lovers and I had gotten pregnant to him. But we didn't know that at the time of John's death, Maureen soon discovered the fact that David was fucking me on her arrival and soon after I was confirmed as pregnant. She wasn't that angry about me and him sleeping together, as she said we were good for each other. On her birthday in April we went out to celebrate and after Christie was in asleep had a threesome in David's bed. So now I'm in the last trimester of my pregnancy and Maureen is giving David all the sex he he wants. I still give me head jobs and he also fucks my ass sometimes. We're quite happy the way everything has worked out.