Diane was in danger of letting herself go to wrack and ruin. Although still pretty at 68 she had put on at least two stones in the last few years since her husband died. And although she was ashamed to admit it, she missed his loving tender care in more ways than one. Yes, her fingers and vibrator gave her occasional orgasms but it was not the same as being enjoyed by and giving enjoyment to a man. To be honest, she was lonely.
One day in the supermarket, she looked at the noticeboard and saw a leaflet advertising the local council's new combating loneliness campaign. It said that people like her could arrange for a person to call around once a week for a friendly chat, a cup of tea, etc. That could be just what I need, she thought, not for one second, thinking it could replace her vibrator and fingers.
She rang the number on the leaflet and arranged for the volunteering coordinator to visit her the following week. Diane was surprised that the young lady was so caring asking her all sorts of questions about hobbies, interests, etc. One question Diane found interesting was did she know how to use the internet? Well, that had never crossed her mind, but the young lady said it would make her life a lot more interesting with things like chat rooms, special interest forums, etc. They agreed that to get the ball rolling, a volunteer 'friend', would call around the following day.
Opening the door, she was surprised to find a smartly dressed young man holding out his hand and introducing himself as Phillip. Taking him through to her lounge, she was nervous but introduced herself and then went to make a cup of coffee for them both. Phillip was used to this initial reaction and when Diane returned with coffee and biscuits, he soon put her at ease. Within five minutes she told him that she was looking forward to his company and learning about the internet. Phillip explained that he would outline what a computer was, how it worked, and what the internet was intended for.
Diane's head was so crammed with information after an hour, that she asked if they could stop and just have a nice chat. She found out that Phillip was 28 and worked as an IT manager at a local timber merchant. Also, when she asked why a young man like him would want to meet lonely old people like her he said something that surprised her.
"Diane, I prefer the company of elderly people, they have more life experiences, are far more understanding and I like helping them fulfil their needs in all sorts of ways."
What did that mean exactly? She thought it strange for a young person to say that. So, she asked him to elaborate. She could see that he was blushing and told him not to be shy.
"Well, and this is difficult to explain, Diane, some of my elderly clients ask me to help them with their care, some ask for a massage, and some just like me to tell them risqué jokes. You know, stuff out of the ordinary not just chitchat."
She told him that there was nothing to be ashamed of, in fact, it was very considerate of him. Before he left, Phillip rang BT on her behalf and ordered an internet connection. They also, agreed that she would buy a cheap laptop when they met next week in the local shopping centre.
Phillip came around at his usual time to start Diane's first lesson. Before he arrived, she decided to see how far Phillip would go to fulfilling her desires. More in hope than anticipation she, dressed in a low-cut dress to highlight her wrinkled titties' cleavage and no knickers to discreetly show him her full bushed fanny. She was getting quite wet thinking about it.
After setting up the laptop in the kitchen Diane made sure she was sitting very close next to him. After going through the basics, she asked Phillip what he thought of old women who posed nude on the internet.
"Well, it can be demeaning or life-enhancing," he replied, gulping.
"Well, what do you mean by that?"
"Today, young people can do what they like, but in your younger days, you were restricted by social taboos. But for me, I find older ladies such as yourself are more attractive and sensuous than a lot of young girls which is why I am very strongly attracted to them. For example, by the way, you are showing off your bust, you must enjoy people like me looking at it".
"Now that you mention it, Phillip, I do. Putting her hand on his thigh, she added, "It's been a long time since someone has taken an interest in me." She then slowly moved her hand to his crutch and whispered "Phillip, are my old wrinkly titties getting you excited?"
He leaned over and to her surprise, kissed her forcing his tongue into her mouth, and at the same time started gently kneading her tits.
"Phillip, stop, you'll give me a heart attack."
"I'm sorry Diane, but you got me so worked up, I was desperate. I do like you, you're so sexy and everything."
