The following is a work of fiction. Neither the location nor any of the characters exist, nor are they based upon anyone or any real place. The one thing that is based upon fact is the narrator's ability to project emotions into his lover's mind. Although this may seem unusual, it is an ability that the author has and regularly practices with his wife. The thought of sharing that ability with lovers other than one's spouse is a bit scary to me due to the chance of misunderstanding that might cause problems, which is part of the reason why I wrote this story.
This story is my latest addition to a series of stories about life in a Senior Living Community. Most of the other stories have titles that include the words "Senior Community."
Most of my stories are told from the viewpoint of the narrator, whose name is Jason. He is married to Sharon, and they live in a senior living community. A number of months ago, they decided to share their love for each other with various other residents of the community who are lonely and whose sex life is almost nonexistent. The first chapter of this story introduced three new women, Monique, Bev, and Becky, who all have different reasons for living a lonely life without a partner or any form of sexual outlet beyond masturbation. The second part of the story centers on the threesome relationship that Jason and Sharon developed with Bev. This chapter starts with a conversation that reveals the reasons why Jason's and Bev's prior lives were so difficult and unhappy, which lead to their current loving relationship with Sharon. This conversation allowed them to each understand the other much better. But, most of the story deals with how Jason and Bev fulfill fantasy/dream that Sharon has had for many years. It also describes what Jason had to end up doing to pay back Becky and Amy for helping fulfill Sharon's fantasy.
In the previous chapter, Bev moved in with Jason and Sharon and they have now become a full-time threesome, who are all madly in love with each other and enjoy exploring a wide variety of what to show their love for each other through sex.
If the story line doesn't seem to make sense at times, I encourage you to go back and read the previous two chapters as well as the fourth one.
Chapter 3
Six months after Bev moved in with Jason and Sharon, Sharon was out grocery shopping one afternoon. While Jason and Bev were quietly reading in the living room. Jason looked up and asked, "Bev dear, can we talk? I feel like there are some things that I need to tell you about myself while Sharon is out."
Bev said, "Certainly, dear. Go ahead."
Jason said, "Please understand that I need to keep everything that I am about to tell you just between us. Sharon knows most of what I am about to share with you as my new second wife, but there may be things that she does not remember or that I never told her about that I would rather not have to discuss with her again.
"I have not always known that I was bi-gender. I only became aware of a feminine side to my personality when I was in my late 20s. I have always only attracted to women, but for a long time I suspected that maybe I was bisexual because I kept having the dreams about being fucked in the ass by a man, which you are all too familiar with since you helped make that dream come true, sort of. During this time, I was infatuated with Sharon and loved sex with her, but something was missing, and that something was making me very depressed.
"When I was in my early 30s, Sharon suspected I was having problems. I don't know how, but she seemed to sense the presence of my feminine side and started encouraging me to occasionally cross-dress at home. She even welcomed it when I started to engage in the use of lesbian techniques to make love to her.
"As time went by, I became less depressed as my feminine persona developed. Since I couldn't openly go shopping for women's clothing on my own, Sharon would go with me and help me choose the right sizes for most clothing. Her presence even provided me with cover so that I could occasionally take women's clothing with us into a unisex changing room to try things on. That worked for everything except lingerie, which was a problem until it became possible to order items from the internet. Sharon became my size and style consultant. At least costume jewelry was easy. Any clerk is happy to help a man who appears to be shopping for a gift for his girlfriend or wife.
"Over the years, the persona we now call Jewel developed and matured almost into an entity of her own. A shrink might be concerned that I developed a split personality, but Jason and Jewel are really just two sides of the same coin. We know what the other is doing and can force a return to the other at any time.
"What I cannot explain because I do not understand it myself is my ability to project emotions. Sharon and I have long known that we sometimes shared a thought, but we never knew if it was one-way or two-way communication. That changed a couple of years ago when I was treated for PTSD. The treatment had an unexpected and unexplained side effect.
"The medication used in the treatment worked, and when I finished all of my sessions, I found that I could sense Sharon's emotions. At first I was very scared by this and didn't want to freak her out that I could read her mind. I went very slowly at first. I started out by projecting a calming emotion in bed as we were trying to go to sleep. I found that she almost immediately fell asleep when I did that.
"A few nights later, I projected a mild emotion of love to her just as we were getting into bed. I noticed a tear form in one eye as she turned to give me a kiss and say how much she loved me. Over the next few nights, I projected increasing levels of love with ever increasingly intense reactions from Sharon. Finally, one night I overdid it with love and touched on low passion. Suddenly Sharon's breathing rate increased, and she gave me a very passionate kiss. I was so startled that I asked, 'Did you feel that?' Sharon asked, 'Feel what?'
"So I projected passion at a much greater intensity.
Sharon came close to having an orgasm then and asked, 'Did you just do that to me?' in a tone that was not accusatory, just questioning.
"So I told her, 'I think so. Let me try again.'
"This time, I tried to gather all of the love and passion that I had for Sharon and projected it as intensely as I could. This time, she did have an orgasmic reaction. She said, 'Please, dear, do that again.'
"So I did, and she had another orgasmic reaction, but this time, I felt sort of a backwash effect. When I recovered, I tried reaching out with my mind and found that I could sense her intense love for me in a way that I had never felt before.
"Over the next few weeks, we both experimented. I found that if I timed it right, I could sense an impending orgasm in her during sex and supplement it in a way to intensify her reaction beyond any of her previous experiences. I also found that if she drove herself to orgasm with her vibrator while I was sensing her emotions, I could also experience her orgasm. It was during that experimentation period that we both learned the differences between male and female orgasms. We both knew how anal orgasms were different, but this was all so new to us and helped us become much better lovers.
"We shared our love like this for several years until one day when I was feeling down, Sharon suggested that maybe we should find a way to share our love for each other with our friends. It took us several months to figure out how to do that without sounding like a couple of perverts or loonies.
"Finally, one day, Sharon suggested that we should make a list of our neighbors who were as lonely and depressed as I had been so very many years earlier. We didn't care why the person needed help and compassion, just that they needed some of the love that we wanted to share. We jointly compiled a list of candidates here at the community and then began making discrete inquiries. Sharon took the women, and I took the men, since it would not have been proper for me to walk into a single woman's apartment and propose the crazy idea that would result in us having sex with each other.
"None of the men that I approached was willing to accept our offer. Several of the semi-married men whose wives were in memory care were tempted but always felt too guilty about cheating on their wives, even though they knew that she would never comprehend that anything had happened, even if someone else told her. The guys just couldn't get past their sacred wedding vows.
"Sharon had a bit more luck. Our first visitor was Monique, who I believe you have met. She is a wonderful person on the inside but isn't highly attractive physically. She had been widowed and lonely for many years, so when Sharon befriended her and offered to allow her to join us for a threesome, she said yes. I will always suspect that she agreed just to spend time with someone who would pay loving attention to her. She turned out to be a wonderful lover and quickly came out of her shell and stopped hiding in her apartment. We taught her many of the things that we taught you in the early days, and I was projecting waves of love to her to help build her confidence.
"Monique shared our bed for a couple of months afterwards before meeting one of the men that I had interviewed whose wife had died. With Monique's new confidence, she helped him through the grief of losing his wife. When the proper time came, she invited him into her bed. Last I heard, they are planning to get married next month.
"Around the time that Monique's time as our threesome lover was ending was when I spent my first night with you. You know everything that happened between us, but what you don't know is that in the early days, I was also helping Becky. The two of us were not head over heels in love with each other yet, so I felt that I needed to follow through with Sharon's offer to Becky."
Bev said, "I remember Becky. She propositioned me in the hallway one day. She completely turned me off."
