Fantastic Neighbor

I (48) relocated after the death of my wife (cancer), for a new start in a new city. I leased an apartment till I was ready to buy my own place again. My closest neighbors were friendly. He was eleven years older than me she was a year younger. He was outgoing and loud, mainly because he was partly deaf. She was so timid that it was four months before I heard her speak at all. He wasn't very well and was in remission, financially well off; they never went out anywhere except for medical reasons. As a lawyer, I became his go-to guy for legal matters. He didn't like paying unless he really had to, but he had his wife clean my apartment and cook my meals. After eight months of living next to them, he died. Went to sleep, never woke up. I handle everything for her. I was the closest friend she had, and when my back played up, she offered to massage it for me. She was quite good, had plenty of practice doing her late husband's body. The first time, I stripped down to my shorts, and she told me to remove them, so I did. After that, I would strip, and she would massage my whole body. During one massage, my mind wandered, and I got a hard-on, and after she finished massaging me, she started masturbating me. I started to feel her up, she stopped undressed completely, and went back to getting me off. A green light to go further, so I did, and she stayed the night. She had no children of her own for medical reasons. I won't go into it here, but I decided rather quickly to marry her. Mainly, as my lease was due and they weren't going to renew it. So, I would marry her and live in her apartment with her; she actually owns it, and hers has its own parking place. Once married, nothing really changed; everything went on as before. Then my old apartment was put up for sale, so I bought it as an investment. Which worked out very well, as my son (only child) was relocating to this city. He and his wife and their daughter (2) had finished their enlistments and so moved closer to me to start their civilian careers. So, they got my old apartment and, best of all, a child minder in the form of my new wife. Who is a great child minder and would've been a great mother if she could've had children of her own. My daughter-in-law's family lived on the other side of the city, but my old apartment was a lot closer to their workplaces. My son and his wife didn't own a car and didn't need one, as mine usually just sat in its parking space unused. They could use it anytime they need a car. I moved to reset and found a fantastic neighbor whom I have now married.