I’m 65 now, a widower for five years, and after rattling around alone in my family home, I finally made the decision to move into a brand new 55 and over community. What I didn’t expect was to feel like the “older guy” in a place where most residents seem to be in their late 50s and full of energy.
I wasn’t looking for romance. Honestly, I hadn’t even thought about it since my wife passed. But during my evening walks and afternoons by the pool, I started noticing something I hadn’t felt in years — attention. A lot of it. The ratio of single women to men was about five to one, and for the first time in a long time, I wasn’t invisible.
I’m an average guy — 5'9", a little overweight, but I’ve got all my hair, all my teeth, and I can still fix anything with a motor, a hinge, or a circuit board. I figured that was the extent of my appeal.
Then came Kim.
She was a striking brunette with bright blue eyes, a warm smile, and a way of talking that made you feel like you were the only person in the world. We crossed paths on one of my nightly walks, and what started as small talk turned into an hour on her porch with iced tea and easy conversation. For the first time in years, I felt a spark — subtle, but unmistakable.
The next morning, my doorbell rang. There she was on my Ring camera, holding a homemade coffee cake. We picked up right where we left off, laughing, talking, sharing stories. She asked for a tour of my place and was fascinated by the smart home setup I’d built — especially my hot tub. I told her she was welcome to use it anytime, and she suggested we meet that evening and she will bring a bottle of wine.
I’ll admit it: I panicked. Five years without intimacy will do that to a man. I called a buddy for reassurance and maybe a little pharmaceutical backup, just in case.
It was just about 6:30 when Kim dropped in with a bottle wine cheese tray wearing a leopard robe and frilly high heeled slippers shoes. Wow she was all legs and boobs!!
I put the wine in a prepared ice bucket and sat it next to a table I had by the hot tub and began pouring two glasses of wine. Kim disrobed wearing a two-piece leopard print bikini with the top barely covering her areolas. I sprung right into action!! Thank goodness I just got under the bubbles. I don’t know if I still have it or if the pill I took just went into action, but I haven’t been that turned on since my honeymoon some 40 some years ago.
Kim was instantly enjoying the relaxation of the whirlpool and the glass of wine! She looked at me and blatantly asked me if I wanted to see her breasts? I exclaimed what male wouldn’t!!! Off came that top and my goodness they were just absolutely perfect probably triple Ds with nipples perfectly placed with pencil eraser nipples that couldn’t help instantly suck onto!! The next thing you know we are passionately kissing and make out with me making one slick move getting her bikini bottoms off while lifting her slightly in the water at the same time as slide them off. We were like teenagers she is grabbing my stuff while exclaiming wow your hard I was! We hurried out of the water, grabbed our towels and ran into my bedroom literally jumping into bed while passionately kissing. I ran my tongue down her neck as a moved to her nipples ever so gently running my tongue in circles. Going for left to right breast then down her perfectly white stomach to her clean-shaven love zone. I always considered myself talented in oral but she was off the charts responsive to my moves!! The next thing I slide in two fingers with the gentle come hither motion and she yells out in total bliss oh god as she squirted over my head down my back!! It was totally awesome!! My cock at this point was throbbing so I slid in her giving it to her with micro movements then having me beg for me to stick it all the way in….I don’t know if it was the pills or my lack of sex for many years but I was reaching climax and a tried with all my might to hold back but I was coming so I pulled out at the last second and I shot my load all the way to her face. Ropes and ropes hitting her eyes, mouth and dead center between her breasts!! We both crashed down onto the mattress as I handed her a towel to clean up. We had one more go around before she left around midnight so neighbors wouldn’t see her do the walk of shame.
What I didn’t know at the time was that Kim had a reputation for being the community’s unofficial news network. By the next morning, it seemed like half the neighborhood suddenly knew my name — and some of the women now were very interested in getting to know me!!
More to come!! Let’s just say my quiet retirement took a very unexpected turn.