Chapter One: My Introduction to Fulfilling All My Sex Fantasies
What does a reasonably active, professional man of sixty, with a full head of hair and reasonable libido do when made redundant? In my case it was a case of being realistic and finding any job that pays the bills. So when I saw this ad for a mature concierge porter/handyman, I thought why not?’
After submitting the application I was invited to be interviewed by the ‘property management committee’. As I entered the old upmarket Edwardian mansion block in the suburbs I was met by a smartly dressed lady but there was something different.
I could not figure it out but usually, you don’t meet many mature women over fifty dressed to the nines in a figure hugging dress finishing an inch above her knees. Mind you, although on the plump side, she did have a reason – great legs.
“Mr Young, pleased to meet you, I am Gwendolyn Green. Thank you for coming. We are in a unique position, so to speak, because this block is owned and managed by us. And as we are not in the first flush of youth so to speak, we need to find the right person who can arrange things like taxies etc and do those small jobs that frequently need attending to...changing bulbs, looking after the garden, decorating and other stuff that will be explained later.”
Gwendolyn led me into the lounge where I encountered about half a dozen tenants – four women and two guys ranging from fifty to around seventy.
“Ladies and gentlemen, this is Mr Young; I have outlined his basic duties and explained that as we have to all agree so he has kindly agreed to this informal interview. Let me make the introductions. From left to right are Mrs Johnston, Ms Green, Mrs Hopwith, Mr Smythe and lastly, Mr Carmichael.”
They too were dressed to kill (not say stimulate) and in the case of the women, not mutton dressed as lamb but dressed to kill. Ample tits busting out, tight trousers, you get the picture. In fact I was getting a bit of a stiff just looking at them all. Not wanting them to think I was a randy goat, I sat down opposite them and waited for the expected barrage of questions.
Yes there were the usual ones …experience, can I do minor electrical plumbing, etc.etc. Then Mrs Hopwith, leaning back and slowly crossing her legs without too much haste and discretion said, “Mr Young, you seem ideal from a practical point of view, but are you discreet? I ask because as you as you will appreciate, everyone lives their lives their own way and, shall we say, have lifestyles and interests, requirements that may seem different. Don’t you agree?” She addressed this to all the group as well as me.
What she said was obvious, but this was different, nice different, but different. I reassured her that having been in positions of trust in the past and discretion was in my DNA, so to speak.
It was difficult looking her in the eye because by now she had discreetly parted her legs, giving me a great view of her open gusset girdle holding up sheer nylon stockings stretched over her luscious fleshy thighs. If this was anything to go by, I was quickly coming to the conclusion that looking after and nurturing the needs and requirements of the tenants of Norton Towers will be interesting.
After a week Gwendolyn phoned to offer me the job and after accepting, asked if I could start next week. She said that Mrs Hopwith had kindly offered to show me around (where, I wondered) and give me background notes to all the tenants.
Confidently striding into the reception dead on nine, I spied her sitting in an easy chair. Smiling, she got up and slowly walked towards me.
“Welcome, Mr Young.” Shaking my hand she added, "As we are going to be working together today, I think we should be on first name terms. Mine is Yvonne and yours is?"
"Robert," I replied, fascinated. Talk about making the best of one’s assets. Although attractive, she also had what I call a wow factor. She was about sixty, standing five four, with a very curvy and generous size 18 encased in a respectable blouse and clinging black stretch trouser that hugged and slit up her vulva that was obviously ready for action.
“Before we start, Robert, I would like clarify a few things. As you will have noticed we may getting on in life but we are far from gaga. Each of us, single or as a couple, live here because we all follow the same philosophy of personal fulfilment and enjoyment – individually and together. To the outside world we are ‘oldies’ but in here we are vibrant and enjoy each other's company...in all ways.