“You should have seen her titties bounce and heard her squeal as I fucked her!” Jay told his friend, Simon. “Wow! She was a real live-wire then? Must not have a good fuck in a long time. I remember when my wife would squeal like that!” Go on, tell me more!” Simon begged, fully engaged with the lewd story Jay was telling. Let’s go back to the beginning. Back to when these two old friends met up. Back to the genesis of the...

INTERNET CONNECTION She is out there as I am sitting here. Out there in cyber-space. Unreal, and yet real. As real as me, with the same wants, desires, and lusts. But I know that to her, I am unreal as well. Yet also real. We are gray-haired mature ghosts connected by the ‘net. Is she on her phone? Or is a laptop or a tablet propped up on her lap as she lounges on her bed? Me? I have my iPad propped up on a pillow on my u...

Stefan enjoyed walking around his daughter’s neighborhood. However, he never realized what it would lead to. He was visiting his daughter and her family from his home in the Balkans. His second oldest daughter had accompanied him as well, but she was confident enough in driving in America to borrow her younger sister’s car and go where she wanted during the day. It gave her freedom while her little sister, Kata, was worki...

The news had made Dan sad at first. His good friend, Roger, had been forced by circumstances to move into a retirement home. Dan was turning sixty-seven, and Roger was ten years older, at seventy-seven. He had worked alongside Roger for years, before Roger’s retirement, and they were still good friends. However, Roger had suffered a couple of health reverses, one of which affected his balance. Unfortunately, after a coupl...

Sharon was contemplating her current situation and possibilities as she rode behind her husband, Rick, on the big, rumbling, Harley-Davidson. She had turned fifty-six a month ago and was thinking that, finally, life was good. It hadn’t always been so. A loveless marriage to a real asshole, money struggles, divorce, and all the rest. But that seemed to be behind her now. She and Rick still worked hard, but their thrift had...

Sixty-five-year-old Millie Robinson liked to get together with her friends of a similar age once a month for lunch and gossip at a local restaurant. Today, there were four of them present, besides herself: Nancy, Linda, JoAnn, and Julie. One of the girls named their group “The Hen Club”, and the informal moniker stuck. These single women did many things together, and today was their usual luncheon. The women ranged betwee...

Millie Robinson had finally been able to arrange for her son Joe, to get together with her divorcee neighbor, Lori French for a weekend away. Although her son was still married to Ann, she insisted. After all, Millie detested Ann, and knowing that it was just a matter of time until Joe divorced her, Millie decided to try and hasten the process and fix him up with a local girl, hoping to lure him to move back to her small...

Tom finally got lucky in his quest for potential sexual partners in a most serendipitous way. Walking down his street, he saw his neighbor, Rick, working on his Harley and struggling. Tom had spoken to Rick a few times and now was a good opportunity to get to know his neighbor better. Tom offered to lend a hand, and soon they had the new exhaust pipes on, with one person holding and lining up while the other bolted them o...

Millie Robinson was living the good life now. Though her husband’s passing would always be a point of sadness, she had found other men to fill her life. Her sex life was better than ever. Being sixty-five wasn’t a problem. Never had she enjoyed more and such varied sex! She had just taken a marvelously fun trip with one of her men-friends, Dan, and had the time of her life! Her son, Joe, was supposed to keep an eye on her...

Joe Robinson decided to go visit Chris again. He used the pretext that he had to do something for his mother. Of course, Ann didn’t mind. Gears were already turning in her head as to whom she could bed while Joe was gone. Joe arrived early, while Chris was still working, so he decided to drop in and see his mom. When he drove into the driveway there was already a pickup truck parked there with a sign on the door that read...

It was early Wednesday evening and sixty-five-year-old Millie Robinson, sat on her bed reading a book. Her son, Joe, would have been very surprised to see his mom wearing black panties and a sheer black nightie as nightwear, and not the voluminous robes and pajamas he remembered from his youth. Millie had a nice body. She was very trim and fit for a woman her age, and if a person was to see just her body only, they would...

My aunt was sixty-five and I was forty-two. It was back in the Nineties when all this happened. I can remember it like yesterday. My wife had gone on a girl’s trip with her sisters leaving me alone, so I decided to take a road trip on the Harley. I had no itinerary but just wanted to see where the road would take me. On my journey, I passed through the small town my aunt Janet lived in. I arrived there about noon and deci...