This story is set in 1967 in Northern England. Olive was real as was her business and her sexual desire.
I hope my readers enjoy this new character.
The corner shop had been in Olive's family for over 80 years. Adjacent to the largest local pub in the district, her family home included a courtyard with cobbled sets and a delivery hatch. When her father had died she had inherited the shop but had changed the shop to a women's clothing and general store. She catered for the women of the district with underwear from every day to sexy, stockings suspender belts corsets and girdles,ribbons knitting and crochet wool and sold sewing machines. The proximity of several large factories with large female workforce of around 1,000 employees brought Olive a busy trade in sanitary products. Olive's was the cheapest shop for tampons and sanitary towels undercutting local pharmacists and supermarkets. She didn't need to advertise her shop was recommended by word of mouth and was a shop visited by woman of an entire district of the city. A bus stop at one end of her premises bought customers to her door and older customers recalled the family business. Olive was famous and the shop was part confessional,part fitting room and hugely popular.
The yard was needed for the regular deliveries of cardboard containers of all goods but the trade in sanitary products was her largest in products and profit.
Olive had been head of the local chamber of commerce for two periods of office and was an influential businesswoman in the city. She had been co-opted onto the City's Watch Committee and was one of two women on the male group. In England and Wales, watch committees were the local government bodies which oversaw policing
She was a busty down to earth Lancashire lass who cared for her elderly frail mother who was sent to a home on the Blackpool sea front for holidays and convalescence if she had been ill. Olive had never married; men of course were attracted by her wealth. She had remained celibate but had been a vigorous finger frigger since her teens. She loved to dream of naked young men and her dreams of actors gave her the desire to rub and finger herself nightly in bed.
She began to attend meetings and visits to Police headquarters. The two women were nominated to join a police seizure of pornography brought in by organized crime leaders and distributed for sale in the city at inflated profit margins. The woman were introduced to leaders in the Vice squad. They were invited to observe the officers who had to catalogue magazines and films seized prior to destruction. A small margin of material was held by police and constables were known to have "blue" evenings in social clubs for their own amusement. Olive was told by a sergeant that if anything she saw interested her he would provide samples. Her colleague was a mother of 4 and was keen to look carefully at European magazines featuring couples in interesting positions. Olive found that teenage students pictures were popular in the city's homosexual community. Police mentioned that most barbers had "under the counter" sales to gay men. The protection rackets were linked to supply with 50% profit margins common. Pornography was smuggled regularly on a weekly basis from Europe and America. Local seamen smuggled from America to Manchester Docks.
The Sergeant winked at Olive and asked if she wanted anything to examine in private. Olive was wet and aroused by the young naked men in American magazines and even more by some of the European close up student magazines, The Sergeant winked and a few days later off duty he delivered to the shop about a dozen titles in a discreet brown paper package. Olive masturbated daily looking at the genitalia on show. This was a new exciting private world for her.
She had replaced her TV when colour television was introduced and negotiated a discount on buying the set,one of the first sets in the city. She invited her widowed old school friend and her son to watch colour TV. He asked to watch sport and she had got to know him well. Now over 18 she was excited and curious to try to get a look at him naked. She noticed that he got erections watching TV and when they were alone together one evening she asked if he needed a hand with his erect cock.
"I sometimes cant' help this It stays hard for an hour and starts to hurt."
"David is there anything I can do to help you?"
"Shall I show you Olive? I don't want to offend you."
"I'm not offended and you are exciting me. Olive helped him ease the stiff cock out of his underwear.
"Please don't tell anyone Olive. I know mum says you know more about her than anyone else! She finds it easy to talk to you."
He liked Olive and she held his cock wondering at the warmth and stiffness of it. She had seen pictures of bigger and longer erections. "Come into the shop when this episode ends. I'll show you something."
He soon lost interest in TV and was excited by her handling him gently and feeling his hairy balls..
They soon went into the darkened shop and he dropped his trousers and she knelt and felt his hairy balls,tight against his body and gently moved them in his sac. She popped around the counter and took her underwear off hiding them in she shop.
She opened the hatch behind the counter that brought stock from the cellar storeroom and sat open legged on the top step and opened her legs wide showing her naked slit to him.
"I could use a hand on deliveries now you have left school before you go to University. I can't afford wages but maybe helping you like this would be a fair deal?"
