The Village Senior Center

The Village II

Retirement Community

After dropping Maude off at The Village, I found it difficult to get her off my mind. So many scenarios played in my mind. Was she really interested in me? Did I read her motions wrong? Am I having a dream? I kept telling myself that time will tell. Just continue going what I was doing.

I was also thinking of how much my life had changed in a matter of a couple weeks. As long as I had been playing piano, I had never given any thought to playing for money or attention. I played at home and for friends, but never in public. It was sort of therapy after hard weeks work at a regular full-time job.

Sunday morning, I went play a round of golf and got home in the early afternoon. Before taking a shower, I went on my back patio and laid in my hammock to watch a little TV. I actually fell asleep and woke up to my phone ringing. I did not recognize the number and hesitated answering but for some reason I did answer.

I heard the loveliest voice on the other end. Immediately, the lady apologized for calling me. It wasn't until then that I recognized the voice as Maude. She asked me to please forgive her for calling, but she got my number from Mrs. Detillier at The Village. She said she has had me on her mind since I dropped her off last night.

We talked for a few minutes then I asked if she wanted to come over. I told her it would be nothing formal. We would sit out on the patio and I would grill steaks for us. I asked that she give me about an hour or so to shower and get dressed. She accepted but again apologized for being so bold as to call me, she usually isn't so bold and forward. She asked that I do not blame Mrs. Detillier for giving my number, because she was a little sneaky in getting it from her.

Once I hung up with Maude, I rushed inside to shower and get dressed. I could not help thinking about Maude. I figured she must be interested in me since she went through so much to get my number. It was also brave of her to call me as she did. Yet, I also thought maybe she only wanted a casual friendship. I guess many questions will be answered once she arrived.

After I was dressed, I made sure things in my house were put away and clean. I started preparing the steaks for the grill. This was a last-minute decision so I had to put things together quick. I decided to do mashed potatoes instead of baked potatoes because of the time involved. I knew my refrigerator on the back patio was stocked with an assortment of soft drinks, beer and wine.

I heard my doorbell ring at the front door. That's when I realized I had the garage door closed. I rushed to the front door and saw Maude standing there with a bottle of wine. She was dressed in pair of navy-blue Bermuda shorts, a white button-down sleeveless shirt and sandals. To top it off, she had a big smile on her face. Her silvery grey hair was styled perfectly as usual. Her make up was just enough to accent her facial features.

I invited her in and as soon as I closed the door behind her, she reached up for a kiss. I was more than happy to give her a kiss and a hug. I just had to feel her body close to mine again. As she kissed me, she prolonged the kiss and made a sound signaling she was pleased. I felt her mouth open slightly as she pulled away.

We then walked to the kitchen where I was preparing the steaks. I had just finished peeling the potatoes when the doorbell rang. Maude asked if she could help with anything. I told her that I had it all covered just to sit there and look pretty. She suggested she open the bottle of wine. I got a wine bottle opener and pointed to where the wine glasses were located.

I asked her to go on the patio and I would be out in a minute. I gathered my supplies and followed her to the patio. I wanted to follow her so I can admire her body from behind again. I held the door open as she passed through. I was tempted to hug her from behind but I was carrying the pan of steaks. I could feel tingling in my groin area but I did not want to make that obvious.

She commented on how nice the patio was. She admired the outdoor kitchen. I had a couple outdoor lounge chairs on each side of a small table, so I told her to make herself at home as I pointed to the chairs. I really had a difficult time keeping my eyes off of her. I wanted to touch her so badly.

As I put the steaks on the grill, she brought me a wine glass with wine. She proposed a toast to a long and happy relationship. I watched as she sipped the first taste of wine. I was paying attention to the lines of her face. Her face was like the typical grandmother. Wrinkles in the corner of her eyes, wrinkles and laugh lines around mouth and cheeks.

I noticed when she moved her arms, I could see inside the arm holes of her sleeveless shirt. I couldn't see her breasts, but I could see her brassier. My mind was racing with the idea of removing that white lacy brassier. I really had to try to occupy my mind to clear those thoughts. Everything about her, for some reason, was appealing.

While I was tending to the steaks on the grill, I could not help but notice Maudes feet and legs. She had her legs crossed with her right leg over the left. I could see the shape of her legs. She had thick thighs to match her backside and tapered down proportionately to thin ankles. Her feet were slender and small. Her legs had a slight tan but not a copper color, just slightly tanned. Her toe nails were painted a soft deep red and she was dangling her sandal from her toes. Her posture and the position she sat, was very sexy from where I was. I think she was watching me as closely as I was watching her.

I made sure her wine glass would not go empty as I prepared our meal. Our conversation never went dual. Even when she talked about her deceased husband. I found him to have lived an interesting life. In fact, he took very good care of Maude and it was obvious they had love, respect and appreciation for each other.

Once our meal was ready, we sat at the patio table and enjoyed the meal. By this time, the sun was going down leaving a dimly lit sky. The night lights on the outer perimeter of my patio had turned on but there was no reason to turn on the patio lights. The lighting was perfect for a romantic dinner.

Once we finished eating, I cleared the table and suggested Maude go in the den inside. I told her to get comfortable and I would be in soon. I wanted to clean up but I also wanted to see how she would get comfortable.

I finished outside in a matter of a few minutes and went inside to join Maude. She was on the couch with her sandals off and her arm was resting on the back of the couch. I sat on the couch close to Maude, on her left side. I'm not sure what happened next, but we were in a passionate kiss before I realized what was going on. Our tongues were dancing the waltz together. It all felt so natural. My hand went to her breasts and Maude moaned with pleasure as I gently massaged her right breast.

She stopped me and told me how great this all felt and it had been over 15 years since she was intimate with a man. She said the only man that ever got this far with her was her one husband. She continued by saying she felt so comfortable with me and she trusted me with her life. She said she missed sex but never saw anyone that even tempted her; until I came along. She asked me to make love to her and to be gentle since it had been so long. Her last request was to be romantic.

With that being said, I stood up and took her hand to help her stand up. I then walked her down the hall to the master bed room. Once we were next to the bed, we kissed passionately again. Then I unbuttoned her blouse, removed it and placed it on the nearby chair. I kissed her neck and cleavage as I unhooked her bra. As I removed her bra, the most beautiful pair of breasts were released. Yes, they did sag, but for a 79 year old lady, they were beautiful. I stood back and admired her for a minute before placing her bra on the chair with her blouse. I made sure to sneak a peek at the tag and saw 42DD.

There she was standing in my bed room, topless. Her breasts had a few blue veins showing. Her nipples were a perfect, small and light pink. Her areolas were a shade darker and about the size of an American half dollar. She was simply beautiful.

I removed my shirt and took her in my arms again. It was nice to feel her bare breasts against my bare chest. I then unhooked her shorts and dropped them to the floor. We kissed again as I put my thumbs in the waistband of her panties and pushed them down to her knees. I broke loose of our kiss and gently had her sit on the edge of my bed. I then knelt down in front of her and removed her shorts and panties. As I was reaching to place them on the chair, I sniffed her panties and looked at the tag. I heard her laugh and tell me she saw what I did and she hoped I liked the scent. She also commented that her panties were a size 9-10.

I took her foot in my hand and began massaging it gently. She once again laughed and said, she wore a size 6 1/2, if I was curious of that too. I caressed her foot and moved up to her legs. My lips followed my hands and kissed where my hands had caressed. Once I got to her milky white inner thighs, I cupped my hand over her pubic mound and rubbed gently to get her used to the touch. She had thinning, light colored pubic hair. Pubic hair was almost nonexistent, but you could still see light brown mixed with grey.

As I kissed her inner thighs, I could start to smell the aroma of her vagina. A very pleasant scent. Even though we were sitting outside; she still had a fresh scent with a little hidden musty smell. It was very natural and pleasing. I kissed her mound and worked my way to her vagina. I heard her sigh as I licked the length of her labia. My tongue touched her clitoris and she jumped for a second before relaxing. Her body tensed as I continued to lick and suck on her clitoris. She put her hands on head as if to keep me in that position. Her breathing was getting rapid and I heard her mumbling. Her legs were resting on my shoulders. Her heals were sort of digging into my back as she moved her legs back and forth. She let out a "yelp" before telling me she needed me inside of her now. She was lost in an orgasm, but she kept telling me she needed me inside of her.

I stood up and put Maudes legs on my shoulders. I rubbed my erection on her vagina before gently pushing it a little inside of her. I could see discomfort in her face, but I knew if I pushed it in faster, the discomfort would turn to pleasure quickly. I did see the scars on her knee telling me she had knee replacements and I hoped I was not hurting her knees. Her vagina was tight, but it was well lubricated and I slid in rather easily. Her breathing was getting more rapid with every thrust.

I was getting close to exploding inside of her, but I wanted to make sure she orgasmed. I was trying my hardest to hold off. Then, suddenly, Maude yelped again and announced she was cuming. Her body started to convulse and her vagina gripped my erection. I pushed as far in as I could and exploded. I felt my semen splash inside of her. I kept pushing until I thought every drop was deposited inside of Maude. I gave a few more thrusts as my erection became flaccid.

After taking my penis out of Maude, I told her to stay put and I went to the bathroom. I cleaned my penis off then I brought a warm wet towel to the bed and I cleaned Maudes bottom. I then helped her stand up and she went in the bathroom. I got her panties and shorts and followed her in the bathroom. I was instantly aroused when I saw her sitting on the toilet. As I put her panties on the dressing table, she asked me to come to her. She took my penis in her hand and got a closer look. She gave it a little quick kiss on the head and said good boy. She said it looked very nice and was the perfect size for her. She never saw a circumcised penis before.

Maude stood up to wipe her vagina and noticed a little pinkish discharge. I had not seen it on the towel when I cleaned her bottom, but it was a dark colored towel. I knew it was nothing to be concerned about. I told her I sort of expected that. She laughed and said it's almost like her honey moon and agreed it was nothing to be concerned about. It wasn't until now that I noticed the scars on her belly. I am never put off by this, as I do expect to see this on an older lady. In fact, it kind of excites me in a way.

As we both started getting dressed, I suggested that Maude spend the night. I told her she had drank a considerable about of wine and it was best she didn't get on the road, especially at this time. I offered her one of my t-shirts to sleep in. I let her know that I had to leave for work at 4am. She was welcome to stay until she was ready to go or she could sneak in The Village at that time. Sneaking in meant no one would really know she slept somewhere else.

Maude thought it was a good idea to stay over, but said she would leave when I got up to go to work. Since that was settled, we decided to go back to bed. I usually sleep in the nude and she was happy about that so she did the same. I watched as she shimmied to the bed. Her backside had cellulite dimples, as one would expect. Yet, it was a pleasant site to see. We cuddled in bed and talked as we both drifted off to sleep.

My alarm clock rang at 3am and I bounced out of bed. I only had an hour to shower and get dressed for work. Maude got up and followed me around as I showered and dressed. She told me how wonderful it was to share time with me and how I made her feel so special.

When it was time for me to leave, we kissed passionately again. I told her I would call her later in the morning while at work. We left my house at the same time so she could get back to The Village without being noticed.

When I called her from work later that morning, she told me that she had breakfast with Isabelle. She had gotten back to her apartment and went in unnoticed. She took a little nap and then showered and got dressed for breakfast. Isabelle, aka Belle, usually meets her in the dinning room about 8:30.

She told me while the two were eating breakfast, Belle asked her where she was coming from at four in the morning. Belle told Maude she was up to make a bathroom trip and heard keys rattling in the hall. They live across the hall from each other and Belle looked out the peep hole in the door to see what was going on. That's when she saw Maude sneaking in. Maude tried to play it off but she had been friends with Belle for many years, long before they moved into The Village. Maude knew she couldn't lie to Belle because Belle knew her too well.

I asked Maude what was Belles reaction to her staying the night and she said we will talk about it later. She asked if she could come by my house after I got off work and we will talk about it. She told me no need to prepare anything for dinner because she knew I worked all day and she would pick up something to bring to me.

She sounded like it was not a big issue but important enough to talk about. I was looking forward to the evening, but was not sure what was in store for me. For some reason I wasn't worried about it. Her voice didn't sound alarming or worrisome. She let me feel as though it would be a pleasant conversation.

Look for part three coming soon, you will not be disappointed. Will Maude give in? Will other residents get suspicious? Will her friends get jealous?

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