Retirement Community Part 7
Jack learns how to take care of basic needs.
-Joe-
Jack's morning routine now included the gym before breakfast and he expected it to be empty when he walked in. Jill sat on the bike leaning forward and pedaling at a pace that caused her butt cheeks to jiggle. Jack admired the view for a moment more before announcing himself.
"Good morning, Jill. I see you decided to come here early today."
"Hi Jack." She answered, "After yesterday when you told me you do your workout early, I thought I'd join you."
"I'm glad you did," Jack replied, "The view you presented when I came in made my day."
Jill laughed a bit. "I thought someone was behind me. Do you like my workout clothes?"
Jill wore a small white tank top and a pair of shorts that seemed a bit short on her. They didn't show a lot of cheek, but were cut high on the sides so they showed off a lot of thigh.
"I like the new look." He said. "Both from the front and the back."
"Good," she said.
Jack started his workout on the treadmill as he had every day since he moved in. He kept his eyes on Jill watching her breasts move in time with the pedal rotations. He noticed a bit of perspiration forming on her face and down the center of her chest.
"What are your plans for today?" he asked her.
"Today is shopping day for me. Want to join me? I get the shuttle to take me over to the shopping center and pick me back up in an hour." She answered.
"That's a great idea. I was wondering where everyone goes to shop. I'm starting to run low on wine." Jack said just as he finished his time on the treadmill and headed to one of the weight machines.
Jill watched him as he positioned himself on the machine and adjust the weights. "You are not the only one who likes to watch," she said dismounting the bike and moving to directly in front of him.
Jack smiled at his audience, "Enjoy, I know I did watching you." He spread his legs a bit and started his routine.
Jill didn't attempt to fondle him while he finished his workout, but as he looked like he was ready to leave said, "Aren't you going to use the trampoline? I'm looking forward to helping." The smirk on her face told him he did not want to pass this up.
He stepped up onto the rebounder and grabbed the handrail. He started to shift his weight from one leg to the other. His erection became obvious when he thought about Jill's reason for wanting him on this machine. She stepped closer and first rested her hand on the budge in his shorts. His erection grew and she wrapped her hand around it. Seconds later her hand was inside his shorts and his motions were causing his cock to hump her hand. They both enjoyed this play for a few minutes longer before ending it.
After the gym and breakfast Jack put together a list of items he needed and headed over to Jill's apartment. She called for the shuttle and explained to him the shuttle company. They catered to seniors giving rides to the store, doctors, etc. They would sometimes wait if the visit was short, but mostly they leave and returned at a specified time.
The shuttle arrived quickly and the two explored the grocery store, Jack made note of the items they carried that he might need. They paid for their items and waited about ten minutes for the shuttle to arrive and take them back. Jack thought this to be very convenient and inexpensive.
"Thanks for introducing me to both the shuttle and store." Jack said.
"I go every week and you are welcomed to join me. It would be nice to have someone to shop with." She said.
"Let's plan on that." Jack said.
"Before you go I need to mention something to you. It seems you have created a disturbance in the force, if I understand my grandson's references. Jim came to talk with me yesterday." Jill stated.
"I don't think I know Jim." Jack responded.
"There is no reason you would. He is one of the men here who rarely leaves his apartment. He complained that no one has come to visit him since you arrived here."
"Is that my fault?" Jack inquired.
"Let me explain. A couple of years ago the welcoming committee, Karen, Judy, and Sue decided to visit all the men here. They still liked men and, as you may have noticed there isn't a lot to do around here unless you want to join the anti-men groups in the gaming room. They visited the men and flirted with them. Some of the men only wanted to see their tits, or get a hand job. Occasionally someone would ask for a blowjob, but none of the men wanted anything but a sexual release. Over time about a dozen of us started to visit the men since we all liked to be desired and it really didn't matter if they would not return the favor."
"I can see that to be very frustrating for you." Jack offered.
"Not really, it was fun and the best we could do until you showed up. We have been neglecting the other men for a while now and they are starting to complain. So now we are starting to talk about visiting them on a regular basis. I wanted to mention it to you in case you see one of the men and wonder why he hates you so much."
"Okay, several women have stated that they have other lovers here and no one can be exclusive, I guess that is what everyone has been talking about. Thanks for letting me know." Jack answered before heading back to his apartment.
It was still only mid morning and Jack thought that now would be a good time to do laundry. He had seen the laundry room and the dozen or so washers and driers so he figured no time like the present. He grabbed a handful of change, his laundry, and soap; he then walked over.
The laundry room was clean unlike so many he'd seen before and the machines appeared to be fairly new. He noticed Carol loading her laundry into one of the washers and announced his presence "Looks like laundry day."
"Hi Jack. Yes, every week like clockwork. I see you are here for the same reason." Carol replied.
"Yep, even when you don't wear much you still have something to wash. Now for the waiting and remembering to check your laundry. I lived in a house for a long time with a washer and dryer in the garage. It was never a problem if I forgot to unload my clothes for a day." Jack shared.
"I always carry a timer when I do laundry," Carol shared.
"That's a good idea." I'll have to remember to set mine when I get back home.
"Well, since we are both stuck with being available for the next couple of hours, do you want to just hang out? We can go back to my place and have a coffee." She offered.