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This senior citizen would love to scene with a female senior citizen. Message me, and lwwts see where it goes
 
Joyce

Ar the Lazy Acres Senior Citizen center, we ladies were having our daily morning coffee klatch and laughing and giggling about the lack of suitable male residents when we saw a man at the office talking to the clerk across the counter.

Ding Ding Ding went my brain hoping he might be a prospective new resident. The men here were either married to one of the women, or too damn old to get any use out of, but he looked young and healthy enough to look interesting.

He and the clerk left the office to take a tour, and that increased my interest but I didnt mention it to the ladies with their backs toward the office. Some times it pays to advertize but this isnt one of them.
 
Dogs

Got to go walk my effen dogs, be back in a bit, or perhaps tomorrow. Please look at Yahoo messenger
 
Brandon

OOC: Stepping in to join Joycelet

IC: Brandon, age 66, recently widowed, has finally decided (well his kids decided) that it is time for Dad to move out of the family house into a retirement center. Lazy Acres seems nice enough as I walk around with the director who is giving the the tour. Most of the current residents are in my situation . . . the spouse is gone and the kids are scattered all over the country. They think Dad is too old to have a life . . . well, crap, a little ED is not a life ender. Not just looking the facility, but also observing the "pool" of available female companionship. Saw some nice "lookers" - even got a smile from one of the ladies having coffee - maybe I am over-reacting, but it seemed to be more than just a friendly "nice to see you" smile!

Signing all the paperwork . . . all set to move in next weekend . . . nice corner room . . . had to be an end room, so there would be a certain amount of privacy . . .
 
Joyce

His face was indelible in my mind as I went back to my room. Since my husband died I was lonely and horny as hell and needed a man in my life. I just hoped someone would come along and help me take care of my needs.

I laid on my bed with my vibrator and with my eyes closed, I fantacized about him coming to make love to me, and us ending up going to the chaplain to arrange our wedding, which would end in a reception ending in an orgy.

I might even get to fuck Arnold who is my friend Amy's husband, and with whom, I danced at our last party, and whom I knew had the hots for me as I felt his hard cock up against me, along with his hands cupping my ass.

As we walked back to the table after the song ended, he softly told me that if he didnt have a wife, I would have a partner which I desperately need.
 
As the weekend arrives, my daughter comes over and helps me get my stuff together for the move to Lazy Acres. Today, mostly my clothes and a few personal items - my TV, books, and a few pictures. I still have my car, so if I need anything from the house, it's only a 30-minute drive and I'm sure I will want to get out sometime next week.

Moving in, I see the gal that smiled at me when I was here for my tour; I am sure we will get a chance to meet before too long. I think there is a get together on Sunday evenings. I plan to take advantage of that and meet as many as I can . . . esp the unattached ladies.
 
Joyce

Sunday night

I thouight about him wondering whether he might have joined us, but hadnt seen nor heard anything about him. Sunday evening we have a cocktail hour before dinner. Dressed in a nice outfit I went as usual, expecting nothing but always hoping. I went and after getting a drink from the bar, looked around for my friends and standing alone over near the window, there he was. I made a beeline to him and introdiced myself.

"Hi. I am Joyce. Are you new here"? I asked

He told me his name was Brandon and he had just moved in yesterday.

"Welcome aboard. Would yiou join me for dinner?", I asked

We chatted a bit and he told me about himself. I did likewise and when the cocktail hour was over we went into dinner and found a table fior just the two of us.

I needled him tekling him he didnt even have to buy me dinner, because the food is inkluded in our monthly fee. He laughed and asked if dating was included too, since that isnt covered in our rental agreement.

It was my turn to laugh and tell him that it wasnt in the monthly fee, but it could get expensive and we laughed together and shook hands. It was a tacit agreement between the two of us that we liked each other and would see more of each other.

After dinner I invited him to take a walk. It wasnt yet completely dark, but it was getting there as we walked around the grounds and I pointed out some of the complex. Out behind the swimming pool was the building holding the sauna and changing room. It was closed at this hour, but I took the opportunity to get close to him, kiss him lightly, and welcome him properly. We stood close enough together kissing that I could feel his hardness up against me, and I wondered how long it had been since he had been with a woman.

I was tempted, but too much of a lady to reach down and fondle his hardening cock, but he knew I wanted it when i pressed xclosed anmd kissed him harder and again welcomed him here, and into my heart.
 
Obviously there will be opportunities here at Lazy Acres to keep the blood flowing in my old pecker. It was a delightful evening, meeting Joyce and having dinner with her . . . and a personal guided tour of the facility. It became pretty clear during the tour that she was ready and available whenever I wanted to take one of my little blue pills; although, with Joyce's encouragement, that may not be necessary . . . I don't think it will be too long before we are enjoying each other.
 
Joyce

As we walked back inside I wanted to ask "your place ior mine", but that would be a little too direct.

Walking down the hall toward our rooms, I just softly asked if he would like to come in for a little nightcap glass of wine. I hoped that would tempt him, but it was all the alcohol I had in my little fridge.
 
"Not tonight, but soon. I know my daughter will be calling, checking up on me and I don't want her worrying. She will back off on her calls once she gets the feeling that I am settling in here. Just thinking, I need to run over to the house tomorrow afternoon and pick up a few more things for my room. How about we go out for an early lunch then stop by the house?"
 
Joyce

I'd like that, and when we get back maybe you might like to try out the swimming pool and sauna. How does that sound?

He didnt answer nor even kiss me goodnight. We just lightly shook hands and I went into my room in a daze thinking about tomorrow.
 
I really feel attracted to Joyce . . . but also want to take my time a bit before diving into anything . . . and she has pretty well made it known that I can dive into her sweet pot anytime I am ready. And I'm pretty sure that will come soon. But, hey, if I'm that much of a target, I may want to see if there are any more hunters on the prowl at Lazy Acres. But since I did invite her to go out for lunch tomorrow and to stop by my house . . . well, we will just see what "pops up".
 
Joyce

All I had to sleep with was my fuzzy stuffed poodle and my toy, just like most of the single women here. My finger was no substitute for what I wanted, and damn it, he was playing hard to get.

Well I couldnt blame him and knew that whatever happenned, I would have to share him with some of my friends. That wouldnt bother me. When my husband was alive we shared each other with others and still loved each other and got along, although there were rough spots along the wasy.

He finally died having a heart attack while fucking another woman, but we didnt put that in the obit and few knew it besides me. Fortunately it was in our marital bed at home while I was sleeping with another guy, so it was easy to hide when she just slipped out the door, but at the funeral she and I squeezed each other's hand, and I love her too.
 
Getting a reasonably good night's sleep after talking to my daughter and assuring her that I am adjusting to a new room and a new bed. I am going to check with the director and see if it is possible to bring my old bed from home. It will definitely make the rest of the room smaller, but since I an in a corner room, I think it might work. Besides, I would be a whole lot more comfortable in my "own" bed.

But, honestly, I'm thinking that when I get Joyce down here for a little "under the sheets" play, I'd rather have a full bed than these twin beds they put in all the rooms.

Before I pick up Joyce at 11:00 for lunch and stop at my house, I take time to walk around the place again, stopping and introducing myself to others that I see - men and women. I do seem to get a few longer-than-normal handshakes (and a few hugs) from some of the ladies. Looks like I am indeed going to have some fun here . . . I hve never been with more than one lady at a time, although my wife and I kidded about a 3-some a few times . . . hmmm, just wondering!!
 
Joyce

I saw him at breakfast and we waved at each other, but were at different tables so we didnt talk. I did notice that one of my friends, Brenda was at his table and they were chatting, but that was OK because I knew that if everything worked out he would be sleeping with her too.

Then we met at eleven and he took me to his own house with the for sale sign in the front yard. A lot of our residents are having trouble selling their places, and I hoped he would have success as he took me inside and I could see that it lacked the feminine touch. I could have made this an attractive home for him, but I was committed now financially to Lazy Acres and couldnt go back.

He packed a few boxes and in his bedroom, looked lovingly at his big king size bed, and i wished he would let us try it out but when I looked at it, and then at him, he just grinned and pointed his finger at me and said "dont get any ideas"

He really was playing hard to get. I always thought that was a feminine trait but he sure knew how to play me like a fiddle.

Back at Lazy Acres I helped him haul his stuff back to his room, but then told him to get ready to go use the pool and sauna and hot tub, because i wanted to know what he looked like without all those clothes.
 
Tempted to tell you that I have permission to move the bed into my room and that you will be the first to try it out, but that little surprise can wait. You seem pretty anxious to spread you legs for me, so i'm just going to string you out for a bit . . . we're going to find out just how serious you are about being the first to pull on my dick . . . I can only imagine how wet you are just looking at my bed . . .
 
Joyce

Back in my room I undressed and put on my one piece bathing suit. At my age I had too many bulges to appear in a bikini, and this old one was the only one I owned, but up until now it had served its purpose.

With a cover-up I went to his room to get him, and there he wasd in a swimsuit and his bid was just as i thought it would be - trim and appealing with no body hair and a big smile.

I opened my cover-up and went into his arms and kissed him and suggested that getting naked would be a good way to start, but he laughingly declined and off we went to the pool.

There were a few people there but noone special, so after we splashed, I sat on a lounge chair as he swam several laps with a nice stroke and I could see that he was rather athletic as well.

Then we went to the sauna. We were alone, so I spread my towel and slid the straps of my suit off my shoulders, and lowered the suit to my waist. My tits arent what they were 50 years ago, but they still arent too saggy never having had children, but I turned away and told him not to look as I pushed the suit to the floor.

Then I sat and, no doubt gave him a peek at my pubis as I crossed my legs.

"Am I the only one to get naked?", I asked, and added that I always got naked in here, even when I with my friends.
 
You are being such a fucking tease . . . and two can play your game . . . "Hmmm, I guess so" as I continued to sit in the sauna. I usually get naked in a sauna too, but I am really going to play you for a while. My wife and I never had any issues getting naked wherever we were . . . even fucked her in the back seat of the car in a cemetery after we had been married 20 years . . . didn't think any of those residents would be walking around check us out.

I have every intention of fucking you . . . eating your pussy . . . and stuffing my cock down your throat . . . but it's going to be when I decide . . . not when you flash a tit or pussy in my face. And besides, I'm enjoying this little game of seeing how frustrated and I keep you!
 
Joyce

After that speech I sat back and spread my legs, giving him a full view of my wide open pussy. If he wasnt going to fuck it, at least he could look at it but then the door opened and Brenda and Lisa walked in.

They looked at him and looked at me and I introduced them, forgetting that Brandon and Brenda had eaten breakfast together.

Each lady reached down and shook hands with him, and i added that if he had done what I asked and gotten naked with me, they could have shaken his cock instead.

I didnt add that they could have dropped to their knees and sucked him too, but that was his loss, not mine.

But I did tell him that they were friends of mine and if he wanted, I would share him with them if he wanted to fuck them too.

I still sat there with my legs spread as the two ladies sat next to him, but it wasnt long before Brenda said "if you wont I will", and slid over and started eating my pussy.

Lisa stood and got naked too and looked at him and suggested he take off that suit and let his big cock have some freedom, at least until she took it in her mouth or her pussy whichever he wanrted.
 
Finally giving in and losing the swim suit . . . looking around at all three ladies. "Sorry, but Joyce gets first option on this old fart's pecker, so you will have to work out any arrangements other than that with her."

I must admit tho that Brenda and Lisa were pretty good looking, too; I am certain that after Joyce decides what she will do with me first, either of the two of them will be looking for next option . . . and I won't argue with whatever they want . .
 
Joyce

Oh go ahead, Brandon. You will be fucking her anyway and Brenda is pleasuring me. We can trade partners in a few minutes.
 
"OK, Lisa, you heard the lady . . . this cock is all yours . . . and with just a lick or two, I'm sure he will be completely hard and ready for some action."

Lisa kneels down in front of me and gently lifts me semi-hard cock and begins to stroke it . . . then begins to take him completely into her mouth . . . feeling it stretch out to it's fully erect length . . .omg, I haven't felt that in quite a while . . .

Moaning as Lisa begins to suck it seriously. I had already decided that Joyce would get my first load here at Lazy Acres, but Lisa seems to be winning right now . . .

Looking over at you and seeing the absolute pleasure on your face from Brenda's pussy eating . . . and with Lisa doing her thing on my cock, I know I can't hold back much longer.
 
Joyce

So now the stage was set. His beautiful cock rose to the occasion, and I was so enrapturered by Brenda's tongue I was getting mine, but we were now a group, and Brandon cared about me. that was all I needed to know.

I wasnt looking for a husband. I and the other girls were looking for a male to play with, and if he could keep up with us he was elected, even though I didnt expect it to come to fruition quite so quickly.

Right now, what I wanted was for him to fuck her and cum in her so I could eat her pussy and taste them together. We three girls got togetheer almost every day and a big cock was a big addition to our little tryst.
 
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