We now pick up the story in the first week of the five women moving in.
They installed themselves each in their own room. The two young lovers were each given one of the extra rooms although they spent all nights in their female lovers' beds.
It was the height of summer so that most activities could be performed outdoors.
Olivia and Angela had started to work in the garden, which had been previously prepared for planting by a professional firm.
As there was complete privacy the women spent most of their time outdoors naked. They agreed that that was a great relief and part of their newfound freedom from conventions and from stupid keeping up appearances.
According to the 'Swedish model' as Olivia called it.
All five were secretly proud of their well-preserved bodies.
As mature women they boasted huge bosoms and not having to tuck them away in bras was a huge relief.
Household chores and tasks like cooking and washing laundry were happily shared. The five women very much enjoyed each other's company as longtime intimate friends.
They could also find complete privacy in their own rooms and, for specific activities like playing the piano, in other rooms.
The two women who had their lovers with them had sex every night and often also during the day. For example, when they went for a swim in the lake. Soon, the screaming of Angela and her lover when they had their orgasms was a familiar sound.
The two young man were continuously aroused by the sight of the naked women and their tiny slips were completely useless in hiding their inevitable erections. Therefore, the first evening, when the women gathered for drinks, it was decided that outside the men were also allowed to leave their clothes off.
During the deliberations previous to moving into their new paradise the women had extensively discussed sex.
All five had in common a healthy libido and all five needed to be with a man regularly.
For Angela and Matilda there was no problem as they could take their young lovers with them to the lodge. Both young man were very potent and capable of satisfying their women each night.
Olivia and Angela had foreseen an abundant range of sex toys in the lodge, which could be shared by all women.
But those were of course no substitute for what Brigitte called 'a good fuck'.
Of the other three women Olivia and Brigitte were used to order a gigolo to come and have sex with them every other day.
Naomi could not afford the expense and therefore previously resorted to sex with dates she found via dating sites.
The women now unanimously agreed to have three gigolos brought over from town for two nights per week for Naomi, Olivia and Brigitte. They were delivered and collected next day by a chauffeur of a limousine service in town.
When the male prostitutes were not needed for sex by their female clients, they could dispose of the guest rooms to rest or engage in other activities. They were paid a fixed rate corresponding with a full day.
When these proceedings had been going on for two weeks however, Olivia began to suffer again from her earlier aversion against commercial sex as provided by the male prostitutes; she could not get satisfaction any more from sex with them. Somehow, she did not feel complete as a woman; a real woman should be able to seduce a man to get him into her bed and she still felt perfectly capable of doing that.
The agency could also not guarantee sending the same men every time.
When Olivia outed her frustrations to Naomi and Brigitte, she found that they fully shared her frustrations.
They saw very day how happy Angela and Mathilda were with their young lovers.
Young men with a real affection for their older mature female lovers. Virile but also capable of sensible discussions on many aspects of life.
The other women heard every night and often also during the day that Angela and Mathilda had intense orgasms during sex with their young hunks.
Those two young men, Diego and Nicholas, mingled freely with the women. Being young and potent that meant that they were often in a state of arousal, as manifest in their firm erections.
From their side they revelled in the eager looks of the mature women and the sight of so many bare female breasts.
Angela went as far as telling her friends that she would be happy to share her lover with the others. "But", she added with a naughty smile, "he would be no good to you as I make sure that he is exhausted each morning!"
She and Mathilda watched their young lovers closely and when they noticed that they became too excited they took them away to their rooms for 'tranquilizing treatment' or 'first aid', as Angela chuckled.
Naomi, who had just resigned from her job at a university was the one who came up with the winning idea.
She knew from the many advances that young students had made to her that there were other young men like Matilda's lover who were keen to start a sexual relationship with a much older woman.
Just recently, a young student had made it clear to her in an innocently clumsy manner that he was interested in her.
He was a real hunk, whose undisguised interest in her aroused her intensely. She actually had considered giving in to his advances, but her departure to the lodge thwarted her intentions.
She told this Olivia and Brigitte and proposed that, instead of resorting to gigolos, they should try and interest young men to come and live with them, at least for part of the year, in exchange for real sex with mature women.
Olivia and Brigitte where at once taken by the idea. The thoughts of each having a virile young hunk of their own in their bed aroused them from the start.
Naomi volunteered to try and get another young man to the lodge.
She had the youngster of the recent advances in mind.
That is why Naomi found herself two days later on a bench in the courtyard of her old university, where she knew he would show up every day for chilling out with his friends.
It was hot and she had put on a short summer dress that offered a breathtaking view of her cleavage.
She was sitting slightly bent forward and pretended to concentrate on reading the book in her hand, but she kept scanning her surroundings.
Still, she was surprised to suddenly hear a voice behind her back with a timid 'Hello'."
He did not dare to stand in front of her but stood beside the bench.
"May I sit down next to you?" he asked blushing profusely, "I have not seen you for a while."
Naomi first pretended to be surprised and only moderately interested.
"Please sit down," she said simulating firmness in her voice, "yes I remember you from a while ago."
He was as handsome and virile as she had remembered him! Together with an acceleration of her heart beat she felt a definite arousal.
"Sorry, I am Damon," he said and looked at the sexy mature woman with a mix of awe and adoration.
Naomi smiled encouragingly and replied," Hi Damon, my name is Naomi."
"I know," escaped him before he knew and he blushed again profusely.
"I'm sorry, I must have seen that somewhere," he corrected clumsily.
Naomi decided to put him at ease with some small talk, in spite of her own arousal.
"Do you like your studies here? What are you studying?"
"Sociology," he replied, "in my second year. I come here to meet with real people because I do my studies mostly from home via internet."
"Why? I have read sociology too. A long time ago but still," Naomi said, "a lot must have changed since then!"
They then chatted about different subjects. He told her about the university rowing team he was on.
"That's it! I saw you rowing several times during the inter-university regattas!" Naomi said, "you must be very strong and have a super condition then."
Damon seemed to be flattered by what she said.
The chatting eased the original tension, and he seemed to become less intimidated by the mature woman.
Naomi let him 'accidentally' have a full view of her massive cleavage and from the growing bulge in the front of his pants she noticed that it had a clear effect on him.
When they threatened to run out of subject matter, she suddenly had an idea and she said rather cunningly, "I have always wanted to compare certain theories I have learned in my time with modern insights. I have tried from books, but I am always left with too many questions."
The young man reflected for a while as he started to see an opportunity.
"I have recently resigned from my job to move to the countryside and today I had to be back to arrange a few matters, so I am staying in the Posthouse Hotel," Naomi said, "care for a drink in the bar over there and giving me the opportunity to ask you the questions I still have on certain theories?"
She got him!
He straightened himself and he replied a bit too eagerly, "I'd love to madam, eh I mean Naomi!"
Naomi had to hide a smile as she stood up. She knew men and she knew that this inexperienced young man already fancied having her in his bed.
From the corners of her eyes, she saw him keenly watching her swaying breasts when she stood up from the bench.
"OK, super, let's go then, it's the time for an aperitif." she replied.
Damon simply could not keep his eyes of her during the walk to the hotel.
When they sat down at a low lounge table, she positioned herself in front of him. Her cleavage in full view.
The short summer dress also revealed parts of her heavy, shapely thighs.
She clearly noticed the outlines of a massive penis in erection in the front of his pant; there was simply no way he could conceal it.
He was a handsome young man in his jeans and simple t-shirt, revealing his muscular chest and arms. So different from the immaculately groomed gigolos, looking like barbie dolls!
They talked for a while about sociology.
Naomi knew that rowing required abstaining from drink for longer periods during training periods, so that many rowers had a low tolerance for alcohol. Damon was keen however to show himself a man before Naomi and had ordered a double whiskey.
After his third whiskey, his blue eyes were shining, and he feasted his eyes unashamedly on the woman before him.
Every time she took her glass from the table she leaned forward to give him an unimpeded view of her cleavage.
Naomi had stayed sober and watched her companion closely. Surprisingly, apart from lust she also had what felt like motherly feelings for the muscular youngster with his dishevelled blond hair.
At some point she said, "Damon, you must be hungry by now. I know how much food rowers need in order to perform. Why don't you join me for dinner? I'll buy you a hefty beef stew! What do you think?"
The young man was completely at her mercy now. She knew it and she enjoyed it!
The waiters looked amused when she guided her gallant young hunk to the table in the restaurant.
At the table he came to his senses and excused himself, showing that he had received a good upbringing.
"Don't worry Damon, I like to see you being yourself," Naomi reassured him, "relax and enjoy your food!"
