Senior citizen Stories

George was a seventy-five-year-old widow who loved to sit on his front or back porch and watch all the young college girls who lived in the different apartments and houses around him. On this particular Saturday morning, it was already reaching the 90’s and it was not even ten in the morning. Grabbing a glass of iced tea, he ambled out onto his front porch, his cane tap-tap-tapping on the wooden floor. Sitting his tea on...

Rosemary’s secretRosemary was a good example. I  guess she was around sixty-five, buxom and good looking with great legs. On Tuesday last week, she asked me if I could find her help her with a ‘delicate’ situation. Blushing, she mentioned that whilst her husband left her quite ‘well off’, she had been surfing the net and found what she described as ‘intimate desires mature chat room’ and had struck up a friendship with a...

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 b...