"Yes, please. Thank you."
Bob thought to himself, 'Pam was right! There is something about this guy that shows itself naturally as being genuine, and a good person, just by the way he presents himself in his manor and verbal communication. He's genuine in a very natural way. I think I could get to like this guy. I've got to hand it to Pam. She has a good sense and instinct for people.'
Curlew came out a short while later, and said through the screen door, "A little help here." Bob got up and opened the door for him. Curlew handed Bob a cup of hot coffee and resumed his position on his chair. Bob thanked him and did the same.
Curlew sipped his coffee, then placed it on the table beside his chair, and sat up a little straighter, looked straight into Bob's eyes and said, "Let's get to the real reason for this visit. My wife passed away 15 years ago. We had no children, so consequently there are no grandchildren. I moved back here permanently 10 years ago, and have lived alone since. Pamela is a rejuvenating breath of fresh air to me. She makes me feel good being around her, and makes me feel things I haven't felt in decades. I enjoy the return of those various feelings and didn't want them to stop, therefore, after some deep and rational thought, I extended this invitation to her, and you of course. She's an extremely lovely young lady, and I discovered rather rapidly that her beauty was not merely skin deep, which makes her very unique and very desirous as well, I might add." He took another sip of his coffee, and continued, "I mean your wife no harm whatsoever, and I say that in all sincerity, and with my whole heart and soul. Pam's a rare and beautiful gem that needs to be enjoyed and protected." He then grabbed his pipe from the table, crossed his legs and began puffing on it.
"She is certainly all that and more," Bob said. "What exactly did you mean by her needing to be enjoyed ... could you be more precise?"
"You seem like a very alert and bright young man, so I'm sure you're aware of the fact that Pam draws the attention of any man that lays eyes on her without any effort on her part. That attention also includes the thought and desire to be intimate with her. I share those very same thoughts and desires along with them. You must understand and believe that I would never make an effort to satisfy those thoughts and desires with her. Although that is not my purpose for the invite, should the opportunity ever present itself to me, and it was blatantly obvious that Pam had similar desires, I would be hard pressed to turn it down, and more than likely would not. I can't be anymore upfront and honest with you than that. If she never expresses any intention to be other than friends, and is perfectly happy with just using the beach and facilities here, that will be fine with me, and I would be extremely happy with only that arrangement."
"I appreciate and respect your honesty, and am fully aware of the affect that Pam has on other men. Hell, I fell in love with her the first time I saw her walking the halls in high school, and it appeared she didn't know I existed, or that anyone was even looking at her. It's something that is natural and makes her even more attractive. So, yes, I understand and realize all that you say. I'm also not naïve and realize that any man would be a fool to reject an opportunity to be intimate with her. It's something I learned to accept a long time ago, and in all honesty, I kind of enjoy knowing and seeing those reactions from other men caused by just looking at her."
"So, she's always been this alluring, even at a younger age. This isn't something that she developed and refined as she matured ... that's interesting, and very refreshing, in its own right. I'd love to learn more about her, but she doesn't appear to be the type to consider herself as her favorite subject to talk about. She did mention briefly yesterday, while talking here on the porch that she had made reservation for the both of you, accidentally and unknowingly, at a nudist resort. She went on to say that she ended up going nude there, and that both of you enjoyed it after a short while. I found that interesting and rather intriguing. She doesn't appear to be the type to partake in such things. Would you be open to sharing some things about her that she wouldn't normally share herself? If not, I understand completely, but if you feel comfortable enough with me, and I know that you're very proud of her, so anything you chose to share would be greatly appreciated," Curlew said, inquiringly.
Bob thought for a minute, then began. "Pam grew up being overly protected by her parents. They've always been strong Catholics and restrained her activities in a loving way. Hell, I was the first guy she was allowed to date, and that was not until her junior year in high school. We've been together ever since. The winter before you first saw her we finally were able to purchase the house we now live in. We both wanted to get out of the city, and this place was just what we were looking for. "
"Pam had always been a kind and compassionate person. When we first began dating and we would talk about the future, she always said, even back then, that one day she hoped to be in a position to do something significant and meaningful for the elderly. That first spring, while she was in the yard doing some gardening, she came into the house all upset and emotional. She was complaining about how the old neighbor in back of us, Charlie, just kept on leering at her lustfully. I tried calming her down by downplaying the fact that he was just enjoying her beauty."
"I sensed that air of conservatism in her almost immediately. Her being upset by being, in her opinion, leered at by some old stranger, doesn't surprise me at all," Curlew quickly interrupted.
Bob continued. "The discussion continued for quite some time, when I happened past the kitchen window and noticed that this neighbor was an old junior high school teacher of mine, and a great person. I conveyed that to her in an attempt to ease her fury and concern, along with tossing in the suggestion that she might want to play along with this fact and tease him a little with some subtle revealing glimpses of herself. She might make him happy at being able to enjoy the beauty of her youth. I suggested that she might find it fun, and at the same time, allow him to enjoy something that he never thought he'd be able to enjoy again. This might please him and make him feel special. All this might just satisfy her long time desire to do something kind and special for an old man."
"And she bought that line of reasoning?" Curlew asked, in a surprised and quizzical voice.
"Not at that moment. No," Bob responded. Then he continued, once again. "After much deliberation and thought on her part, she found the thought provoking and interesting, and maybe a little naughty and exciting. A few days later, I had the opportunity to reintroduce myself to Charlie while he was working on his very big boat which was in his backyard, and directly behind ours. He invited me aboard and we sat and renewed old acquaintances, and talked a little about Pam. A short while later, Pam came out dressed in very good taste, as always, but much more provocatively, showing much more of herself than I had ever seen before while in public. Charlie was in awe, and made some complimentary statements, soft enough so only I could hear. Pam put on quite the show while doing her gardening on her hands and knees, not obvious, but exciting never-the-less. Charlie was totally amazed and enjoyed it so much that I could tell he had become very aroused."
"I can only imagine, and can't say that I blame him," interjected Curlew, nodding his head in apparent approval and excitement. He moved a little in his chair and crossed his legs.
'Aroused just like he's getting right now,' Bob, quickly thought to himself, before continuing. "After both Pam and I had gotten back in the privacy of our own home, I told her how much Charlie enjoyed her little performance and how it affected him. She seemed excitedly pleased with what I was telling her. That night we had one of the best nights of sex I could remember. I had validated everything that she was doing, by making it clear that she was in complete control and that wherever she wanted to take this, was fine with me. It became clear to her that she had total and complete freedom, and that it would be acceptable to me."
Curlew was puffing his pipe like this was the last time he would ever smoke a pipe.
Bob concluded, "As the summer went on the temperatures got hotter, and so did Pam. She became progressively bolder, and was enjoying it more. It got to the point where these little teasing shows of exhibitionism were not limited to Charlie's eyes. They ended up, as the summer progressed, to include his brother, Walter, and their friend, Hank. None of this was pre-planned, mind you. Things happened just as each opportunity presented itself, and what she was feeling at the time. Pam has become very comfortable with the fact that she's found an avenue that she can thoroughly enjoy, and at the same time provide pleasure by giving the elderly something that they only now dreamed about, along with it being very exciting for everyone involved, including herself. She was making the elderly feel that there was, once again, more to life than just going through the motions. She's come a long way from the narrow minded, somewhat sexually suppressed woman I met and married. We both love and enjoy this transformation. We now refer to last summer as, 'A Summer of Slow Transition'."
Curlew repositioned himself a little by uncrossing his legs and said, "So, what you're saying is that Pam is of the opinion that she's providing a fundamental service to the elderly that they no longer enjoy, while enjoying doing so in the process ... if I'm understanding you correctly?"
"Yes, you're perfectly correct. Keep in mind that she is completely cognizant that she must always maintain her own respectability and dignity, while insuring a decorum of the same within the men, with some exceptions, as a particular situation arises. If you know what I mean," Bob said, with a curious smile on his face.
Curlew wasn't quite sure what Bob meant by his last statement. It was ambiguous enough that it could be interpreted a number of different ways. Curlew did not want to assume anything at this point, and felt that it would become clear over time. Curlew then took a deep breath and said, "That's a very interesting and somewhat erotic story. So much so that, please don't take offense at my being blunt ... " Curlew fell silent, as he took a large sip of his coffee before speaking again. "I found your story very stimulating ... I don't know what else to say." He then readjusted himself once again and took another big swig of his coffee.
