Sex Paradise Regained

Two years ago.

Olivia flipped listlessly through the latest catalogue of the gigolo agency.

Although she was 53 and beyond menopause, she still needed to have sex with a man every few days to feel good and be able to cope with her aging in her own view.

To be honest, Olivia was very well preserved! She had not born children and had always been active in sports.

Her huge bosom had impeded her from playing tennis or golf, but she excelled at swimming as a student she performed selected fitness exercises regularly during her entire adult life. The best gym teacher in town personally coached her.

That had given her a well-toned, muscular body.

She took great care of her overall appearance, and she was a longtime client of the best beauty institute in town.

Olivia had always resisted the advice to undergo a breast reduction, and she stayed proud of her huge, pear shaped breasts. Men had told her that they dreamed about her breasts...

In Olivia's mind, the one factor that really preserved her as a woman was sex; frequent vigorous sex with virile males.

She adored sex and considered it as a 'gift of life', a beautiful and highly beneficial activity of healthy living beings.

As long as she had been living with her former husband, Henri, he had always condoned her many affairs and her hiring of male prostitutes to satisfy her cravings for sex.

He could hardly fault her as he himself had many affairs from the very start of their marriage and often visited luxury brothels and took part in sex parties.

Henri was an unimpressive, balding male in a serious midlife crisis, in spite of his highly successful business career.

He had problems with his prostate and hence his masculinity in an early stage and resorted, like many males in his situation, to a kind of compensatory behaviour. He had a piercing set in his ear and bought a Porsche sportscar in an attempt to boost his masculine image.

Which made him actually look childish and ridiculous in the eyes of Olivia and other mature women.

Moreover, he was absent from home most of the time on business travel and that also contributed to his alienation from Olivia.

As part of their divorce arrangements, he had paid Olivia six hundred million Euros.

That enabled her to live her life as she liked without any financial restrictions.

As she had more than enough of the many men who wanted an affair with her in the hope of benefitting from her wealth, she resorted to gigolos to meet her needs. She had the means to pay for them.

That is why she had received the latest catalogue from the agency where she was a longtime client.

In it she read:

'Dave, a well-bred and well-endowed true male is very keen to meet all your wishes'

'Ken, your dream of a man come true; your wishes are his commands'

Etcetera, etcetera.

Every description in the catalogue was accompanied by a photograph of the man who was presented. Each one more handsome than the next!

Olivia knew quite a number of them as she had hired them to sleep with her.

But the strange thing was that when she tried to remember how the particular man behind the male really was, she could not form a good picture in her mind.

She could not even remember the details of 'the business side': the size of his penis, his stamina, his skills as a lover...

They all seemed so very similar in the end, with not much worth remembering.

Suddenly she was overwhelmed by a strong emotion: a sudden revulsion of this glib, commercial way of meeting her sexual needs.

She shrugged her shoulders, flung the catalogue aside and went to the house bar to pour herself a whiskey.

Her sexual needs, her cravings were still there and very pressing at times. That was abundantly clear!

For a while there had been a nucleus of an idea in her mind, and it came up again at this particular moment.

It had its origin in something she had heard from one of her intimate friends.

Angela was one of her circle of five real friends who knew each other from boarding school and had kept in close contact ever since.

They were of the same age as Olivia and all were divorced. All were career women, who had no children.

The 'big girls', as they referred to themselves met each fortnight over lunch or drinks in the evening and exchanged their views and information on their lives.

Angela, one of them, was in a situation broadly comparable to that of Olivia. Her divorce had also left her well of.

She had told the group of friends that she was dating a young man, aged 19, and that the sex they had was extremely satisfying, in spite of their 45 years age difference.

She described their love making as pure, not contaminated by conventions and experiences and as truly vitalising.

To see and feel the potent and virile young male enjoying her body greatly aroused her as an experienced mature woman.

But the sex with the young man also pleasantly appealed to her motherly instincts. After all she could almost be his grandmother. He loved to play with her breasts and suck them like a child.

To escape the prying eyes in town she and her young lover often went during the weekend to the country house she owned. There they could even make love in the open air in the large private gardens.

Olivia remembered how her other friends had listened with great interest and had asked many more details about the relationship.

They also shared their stories of unfulfilled sexual needs for broadly the same reasons as that of Olivia.

Both Naomi and Brigitte said that they had in vain tried to get young men into their beds. In their cases the prejudgements in their environment proved too great to overcome.

Olivia took Angela apart and Angela shared more intimate information with Olivia such as the amazing frequency of her sex with her young lover Diego, a student Physical Education. She also intimated that they had sex in ways that she had not practiced since she was much younger and that her lover was already a true expert in cunnilingus. That she had multiple orgasms during each of their love making sessions, and with an intensity that she had not experienced for over twenty years.

Angela's young lover had told her that he had several friends of his age who dreamt about a sexual relationship with a mature woman like her. But that they often ran into societal prejudices precluding such relationships.

All this came up again in Olivia's mind after she had thrown away the gigolo agency catalogue.

It was then that the first outlines of an exceptional plan slowly appeared in her mind.

After all she had the money to realize whatever she wanted!

From a cousin she had recently heard that a large plot of natural reserve was coming up for sale in the sparsely populated area where her cousin lived. Some two hours by car from her town.

It was mostly pristine woodland and had a small stream and a lake with a lakeside country house. The new owner would be allowed to convert the existing house into a modern accommodation and have exclusive access rights to the domain.

This, in exchange of the maintenance of the domain as a natural reserve, in view of several unique species of trees and birds living in the woods.

"What the hell, do it!" she suddenly said, and she rang her solicitor. He advised and helped her with all her financial affairs.

After she had expressed her interest, her cousin and her solicitor arranged with the local selling authorities a visit of the domain.

Olivia invited Angela to go with her during the visit.

Both women went in Olivia's car together, so that during the drive Olivia could let Angela in on her ideas and ambitions for the domain should it appeal to her, and she would buy it.

The plot appeared largely untouched and pristine woodland with a crystal clear stream and lake.

The large lakeside house had been uninhabited for a long time and was not worth renovating. Pulling it down and replacing with a newly built house was allowed though.

The two women were enchanted by the domain and after a short deliberation with Olivia's solicitor and, over the phone, with Angela's, they decided to jointly buy it.

'Far from the madding crowd', as Angela called it.

From then on things happened relatively quickly, as permissions for a new build came surprisingly fast thanks to some 'lobbying' of the authorities by Olivia's cousin. Olivia had given him a generous budget...

Now, two years later a large, cosy lodge stood on the spot where the old house had been. At the edge of the lake.

With its own jetty and boathouse.

Sturdily and soberly built, but with no expenses spared, it had five bed/sitting rooms + showers for the regular inhabitants and five extra for guests. Three shared bathrooms, two saunas and large kitchen, two large lounges (one with grand piano, other normal piano), library, music studio, fully equipped gym, film room, storage rooms, cellars, garages for five 4X4 vehicles.

Power was supplied from the net by cable through the forest but also by solar panels and batteries.

In an annex stood a diesel generator for backup.

Clean water came from a nearby source. Access to internet was via satellite.

The grounds around the lodge had a vegetable garden and a flower garden.

Security guards guarded the private domain and there was fencing around the grounds next to the lodge.

It had cost a fortune to build the house at this remote location, but the expenses barely made a dent in the personal fortunes of the two owners, Olivia and Angela.

After buying the domain, they had now started to realize a longtime dream: to retire from the mondain but emotionally empty world in which they had been living with their former husbands. To go and live a fuller, more natural life and dedicate themselves to their favourite activities. Olivia wanted to take up painting again and Angela playing the piano. Both also loved swimming.

And of course enjoy good sex, with virile young men, as often as they wanted...

They had no trouble convincing their three other intimate friends to join them whenever they liked, so permanent separate accommodation was foreseen for all five women.

Two of them, Matilda and Naomi, had said they would also love to live there permanently, whilst Brigitte was to come and join them for most of the year.

All five had a huge incentive in common: the fact that they were utterly tired of their aging husbands.

As Brigitte put it: 'dumb, boring, always away on so-called business trips with their secretaries or on the golf course, drinking too much, boasting about their expensive cars, making stupid unconvincing attempts to lose weight and absolutely no use in bed'.

Angela had reserved one of the extra rooms for her young lover, who despite his age was already a promising writer and could easily follow her to live and work in the seclusion of the lodge.

Following Angela's example, Matilda had begun a relationship with a young man. Nicholas was twenty and in his third year Philosophy at university. As he could do most of his studies remotely, he was to join them too.

As we shall see later, more than satisfactory provisions were made during the following weeks to meet the sexual needs of the other three women...

(to be continued)