Note. From the 1900s to the late 1950s, the British thought sex was an unmentionable subject and therefore specialist surgical and supplies shops came into being. They mainly catered for items such a hernia trusses, girdles and other lingerie, incontinence products contraception devices, sex aids and other stuff.
In 1962, I was 19 and lived with my parents in their small hotel that always attracted elderly women. As to why was because I found that my dad had a thing for the oldies and used to fuck them every day. As soon as I discovered his fetish, he introduced me to all the lovely sexual and perverted delights of horny old women.
After just six months, I was hooked. I loved the way old ladies enjoyed sex and the way some dribbled piss when I fingered them, which turned me on. So much so that when I fingered them hard, they could not help but squirt lots of lovely hot piss.
Mum found my unusual hobby and I moved into a shared house. That curtailed my unique sex life and my 8-inch cock and I got desperate. I had to find horny oldies.
Then in the evening newspaper jobs section my eye honed in on this unusual ad.
A surgical supplies and appliances store requires a young assistant with empathy for elderly customers' needs. The right person will receive training and, when proficient, a good salary. In the first instance, telephone xxxxxxx.
I was intrigued and phoned. A Mrs Arthur answered and after the usual questions -- name, age, qualifications, past jobs etc -- she invited me for an interview.
The old-fashioned bell pinged as I opened the door, and I could not believe what I saw. The place looked like it was locked in the 1950s. Everything in the place looked so dowdy and old-fashioned, as did Mrs. Arthur. She was what I call 'well upholstered,' but her tweed jacket could not conceal a nice rounded bust, and to be honest, she was as old-fashioned as her shop.
"It's nice to meet you, Dan. I have seen many candidates but they all seemed to think this job would be dull working with elderly customers. If they had been patient they would have found many nice things the elderly could give them."
"That's probably because they don't understand. I have a lot of intimate experience with old people. Being candid with you Mrs Arthur, I really understand their needs, which I believe is a top requirement for a job like this. Am I correct?"
"Absolutely Dan. Now let me explain the duties you will have to carry out. Before I go on, do you have any reservations about being around naked old ladies and measuring them for foundation garments like girdles and corsets, which we sell at lot of? I ask because my last young male assistant was appreciated by my old female customers. Would you like me to show you how to measure for corsetry? From what you said I am sure you're not shy about seeing my naked old body."
"Quite the reverse Mrs Arthur. I adore old ladies bodies."
"That's exactly what I thought, Dan."
After she put the 'closed sign' in the door, I followed her into the room at the back of the shop. And what a pleasant surprise. There were three sizeable private cubicles. One had a massage table, another double bed, and the last, several sofas. At the end of the room was a large hot tub with open-plan showers.
"Dan, when I bought this shop a year ago the owner told me why it was so profitable. He called it the erotic zone, which was a nice euphemism for what, is a sex action and play area for old ladies and men. You see, he found by accident when measuring the old dears, that a lot of them were desperate for sex having not had it for so long. His service soon got round and he quickly had to hire two young men and one woman to give the oldies what they craved."
"And Mrs. Arthur...
"Call me Jean"
"Will they give me what I adore."
"What's that Dan?"
"Sucking old tits and fingering and fucking old -- the older the better--sloppy fat cunts."
"So you do really like sex with old ladies, Dan."
