My name is John Schwinder and I'm a 68 year old retired man. My 2nd wife died last year from a length period of lung cancer. I'm active in the community serving on a couple of boards for local non-profits and doing some part time instruction at a local Sr Center.
I'm also a long term type II diabetic, so sex has been missing from my life for some time. Oh, I try masturbation but it is difficult to get an erection and even enhancing drugs do very little. I remember the good old days with wives and in between women friends but for the most part sex is past. Mentally I'm always notice good looking women when I see them and do a little imagination of what they might be like.
I live in an apartment with an aging cat and spend most of my free time on a computer reading erotic stories or sending emails between family and friends. About a month ago I went to a local park, walked around for a while and found a bench shaded by and old oak. Sitting there I watched others walking by and a gray squirrel bouncing around the lawn.
Lost in thought I was startled to hear a female voice saying, "Is this seat taken."
Collecting myself quickly I looked into the brown eyes of an attractive brunette. "No!" I said, a little more loudly than I would have under normal circumstances.
I eyed the lady in a multi print blue dress sitting down on the bench 3 feet to my right. She was middle aged, pleasantly plump and very neat in appearance. I didn't want to make her uncomfortable, but seeing what I liked, I also wanted to get as much information as possible too.
I offered an observation about current weather conditions and how nice the day was.
She concurred and added that we had been blessed with such nice days. Casually she added that she had seen me in the park on several occasions and wondered if I lived close by.
"Yes, I'm a little over a block away from my apartment," I said, adding "you must live or work close by if you were able to see me in the park."
"I believe we are probably in the same apartment complex," she said, pointing in an easterly direction.
I nodded in agreement and was searching for something to keep the conversation moving.
"One of your neighbors frequents the pool, as I also do, and she has mentioned she thinks you are a frequent gym user. She's said she has seen you going out regularly and returning looking a little sweaty."
I laughed, and said "That's almost too much information, but I've been going several times a week for a while. It feels good keeping these old muscles working and perhaps it will add to the quality of life down the road."
While we had been talking my eyes had been taking in more information on this mysterious lady seated on the other side of our bench. Her hair was short in what I would describe as a pixie type of style setting off the brown eyes and lovely face. Her body was firmly plump, nice breasts and full round bottom pushed against the benches back rest. Her firm legs were round leading to small feet with red painted toe nails in white sandals.
As we talked we introduced ourselves and Adell Martin was her name.
I looked at my watch and saw that more than an hour had elapsed and I needed to run so that I could make a scheduled appointment. I said a quick good-bye and excused myself hurrying to get away.
Several days passed and I found myself seated at the same bench, having totally forgotten the meeting, when once again I heard the voice requesting a seat. I smiled looking up into Adell's pretty face, saying, "Hi Adell!"
Adell, laughed and I felt that I noticed a slight blush appear, as she took her place.
"What's been happening?, I asked.
Same as the last time we talked easily covering the general topics of people learning more about each other. The more we talked Adell's body language began to suggest that this was more than just casual conversation.
During a conversation lag, Adell's eyes lingered on mine and a shy smile appeared as she said, "John, I might as well be honest." Pausing while her eyes searched for an indication from me, "These meetings haven't been by chance, I've been wanting to meet you."
Surprised and flattered, I began to rock backward, checked myself and rocked back, perhaps just a little forward of where I was earlier.
"I've always been attracted to older men, and I find you very handsome," she said.
Amazed I stared in disbelief that this lovely young woman would be telling me what I heard. Words failed and mouth agape I stared.
She moved forward up the bench, reached out and grabbed my right hand while placing her right hand on my knee; she looked closely into my eyes, saying "When I heard you were available I knew I wanted to meet you."
"Adell, I found my voice saying, you are so young and I'm so old. Why, would someone as young and beautiful as you be interested in a 68 year old man?"
"You don't move like a 68 year old man and you are very active in your life style, and as I said earlier I've always had a thing for older men."
As my brain processed this information my feelings went through A to Z. There was pain from the trauma of the death of Jane, fear of the unknown and anxiety of beginning something I wouldn't be able to finish. What ifs, Why's flashed in bright neon colors as my mind whorled.
Slowly the realization that a warm hand was holding mine and another rested calmly on my knee registered and I looked once again at the lovely brown eyes looking at me.
Finding my voice, I weakly said, "I guess there's no harm in learning more about each other."
