The Village Senior Center Pt 03

Retirement Community

I called Maude when I was almost home. She told me she would meet me there as soon as she was able to pick up dinner. I was still not worried about what she had to say. I am usually one that gets anxious when someone says, "I need to tell you something later". I am the type that would usually tell them to tell me now and get it over with. For some reason, I was relaxed about this.

Maude arrived at my house at about 6:30pm. I had left the garage door opened so she was able to enter through the garage. She was carrying our dinner in her hands. She had picked up a meal from a local family-owned restaurant. She was wearing a light blue house dress and sandals. I grabbed us a couple soft drinks from the refrigerator and we sat down to eat. I was waiting for her to bring up the subject, but it seemed like she was delaying.

Finally, after we were done eating, as I was cleaning off the table, I asked what she needed to talk about. She told me it was difficult to bring it up but she needed to tell me something. She paused a minute and said I will tell you this but please keep an open mind and don't react until I said all I have to say. I then asked if she wanted to sit on the couch where we would be more comfortable. As she stood from the table, I watched her dress inch up over her knees. While she walked to the couch, I watched her back side shimmy with each step she took.

When she sat comfortably on the couch, Maude continued by repeating that she had breakfast with Belle. Belle questioned her about her sneaking in at 4am. She and Belle had known each other for over 40 years and she couldn't lie to her. She knew Belle could read her face and know it was a lie. She has been in that situation many times before with Belle. As she talked, I could see the concern in her facial expressions. I could tell it was difficult for her to say.

As her and Belle ate breakfast, she told her of the two evenings we had together. She especially went into detail about the overnight visit. Since she and Belle were so close, Belle voiced her thoughts also. Belle told her that she found me to be attractive and would not mind a rendezvous with me also. She touched on two specific things after that.

First, she talked about how much she enjoys my company. She explained that she knew this would never be a permanent or even a long-term commitment to each other. Our age difference was never going to be long term. She never wanted to hold me back from finding a lover closer to my own age. She cared for me a great deal but was careful not to fall in love with me and didn't want me falling in love with her. She also would not stop me from seeing any of the other ladies there. Once again, she told me to hear her out.

Next, she talked about Belle. Belle had not had sexual intercourse since her husband passed away. Actually, he was sick for several years prior to his passing so it was probably over 20 years she had not been touched by a man. Even that, she said was boring by her standards. They had been friends for so long, they talked about everything. Belle always described her husband to Maude as a "wham bam thank you mam" type of lover. Which was fine with Belle because that is all she knew anyway. Only because of conversations with Maude did she know there as more to sex than that.

With that said, she continued, "if Belle were to be bold enough to approach you with sexual desire, it was okay with me if you acted accordingly with her". She was okay sharing me with her friend knowing we were not in a committed relationship. She asked that I be respectful of Belles past. She said Belle thought oral sex was taboo. Not only did she think it was taboo, she considered it to be nasty and gross. She clarified by saying that she is not trying to reduce Belles pleasures, but she knows how she feels about sex.

I will admit, my mind was racing in several directions at this point. I had questions in my head which I think would be a normal reaction for anyone. Was Maude just using me for sexual pleasures? Why would a lady want to share me with her friend? Was she setting me up? What was really going on?

I didn't speak right away. I gathered and organized my thoughts in my head. I saw the look of concern in Maudes face. Neither one of us spoke for several minutes. I was staring into "space" and Maude was looking at me, waiting for my words.

Finally, I broke the silence. I verified what I thought I was hearing by saying; so, you want me to sleep with your friend? You are attracted to me and enjoy me, but willing to share me? You are okay knowing I am sleeping with your best friend? I wasn't giving Maude time to answer between questions. This really sounded good to me, but I wanted to make sure I was feeling the same as she was.

Maude answered each question. Yes, I want you to continue a relationship with me. Yes, I am attracted to you. Yes, I am okay with you sleeping with Belle. However, she added, I do not want details or even knowledge of when and where. She continued to explain by saying Belle is her best friend and has been for a very long time. She always felt sorry for Belle because she never got to experience the joys of sex. Her husband was not a lover, even if they loved each other. She told me, with a firm look on her face, Belle never even had her nipples sucked. She laughed and said as far as she knew, Belle only knew the standard missionary position with no variations.

I just kept staring in Maudes eyes. I could see the sincerity in her words through her eyes. She had a few tears dripping out the corner of her eyes. Next, I heard, listen sweetie, this is hard for me to explain to you. Belle is my best friend. I love her like a sister. You waltzed into my life and swept me off my feet with your charm. Belle is impressed with you also; in fact, all the ladies are. I want Belle to experience what an orgasm feels like. I want her to see how it feels to enjoy sex for herself and not just the male companion. She has only been with one man and that was Benny. Benny was a fine gentleman and provided for her and the children, but he was not so affectionate.

There was a long silence from both of us. All you could hear was the TV in the background. I then agreed to her suggestion. I had one request. I wanted her to promise to me that her and I would still have our relationship. I told her I thought she was a wonderful lady and I truly enjoyed being with her. Maude then reached over and kissed me, passionately. Our tongues danced together for a minute or so when she broke the kiss and told me how much she appreciated my openness.

I looked forward to spending private time with Belle, I must admit. I mean, Maude just gave me permission to sleep with her best friend and still have relations with her. One thing kept resonating in my head. She did not want to know details or even when we are together. I didn't have a problem with details but how would we be discrete since they live across the hall from each other. I knew Belle had her own vehicle also and could get around as she wished just as Maude did.

Maude and I kissed again and my hands roamed her body. I did enjoy the way her body felt. There is something about how a matured lady feels in your hands. Maude paused from kissing and caressing to tell me how much she appreciated me. She laughed and said she hoped I was okay with everything we discussed. Laughing, she told me that seeing Belle also would give her bottom time to recover. She put her hand on her pubic mound and said she was still a little sore from last night.

By this time, it was getting late. She said she wanted to go back to The Village and visit with Belle. She wanted to make sure Belle did not want to change her mind after the talk they had earlier in the day.

Friday rolled around and I was going play the piano at the hospital. I had not heard from Maude or Belle all week with the exception of a few texts exchanged between Maude and I. I knew she wanted to give Belle a chance to get with me. I was okay with the way things were falling in place.

I arrived at the hospital and went check in with Mrs. Pollock. She immediately came out of her office into her secretaries office when she heard my voice. She once again expressed how happy she was to have me giving my talents to the hospital. There were many positive comments from staff and visitors. Her secretary showed me a stack of papers she had from people showing their gratitude.

I went down to the lobby and sat at the piano. I played a few ballads to loosen up my hands and fingers. I looked up and saw Belle walking towards the piano. The hospital had benches and seats scattered around the lobby/entrance of the hospital. Belle was a little shorter than Maude and was definitely a little more round in size. Her breasts were not as big as Maude but they were still above average in size. She was wearing a casual summer dress that fell right below her knees. As she sat in a nearby chair, I was able to catch a glimpse of her legs. She had small feet and small ankles. Her calves increased in size and were proportionate to her thick thighs and nicely rounded back side. I think she was intentionally letting her dress rise above her knees to give me a little hint of what was hidden under the dress.

Belle sat there the entire time I played. She did walk to the piano a couple times to place a tip in my bowl. After a few hours, I decided I would end this session and maybe come back in the afternoon. When I stood up, I started walking towards Belle. I had my bowl in hand and was headed to Mrs. Pollock to turn that in. Belle approached me and asked If I wanted to join her for lunch. We talked a few minutes and decided to eat in the hospital food court. I told her I would meet her there after I checked out at Mrs. Pollocks office.

I rushed to check out then headed down to the food court. I found Belle sitting outside the court waiting on me. Her face lite up when I approached her. We decided on the traditional American chicken sandwich. When we sat down, she told me that she had several conversations with Maude about me. She admired the time I spent with Maude and wanted to make sure I was not seeing her out of pity. I guaranteed her that I would not do anything out of pity. I continued by telling her that I did find her to be very appealing. I gave her several compliments on her appearance and figure.

After we finished our meal, I asked Belle if she wanted to join me at my house tonight. I wrote my address on a note pad that was at the counter in the food court. I gave her directions and she immediately said that was the same neighborhood that Maude lived in before she moved to The Village. She said she was familiar with the area and it would be easy to find my house.

I was parked on the opposite side of the hospital as Belle, but I offered to walk her to her vehicle. She insisted there was no need for that. I did walk her to the exit door, kissed her cheek and told her I would see her later that evening. I watched as she walked in the parking lot to her vehicle. I could not help but imagine undressing her that evening. Like I said earlier, she back side was larger than Maude, but it was not so big as to not being appealing. I enjoyed watching her sway as she walked.

I rushed home to see what I would do to make this evening special for Belle. She had told me she would come after they had dinner at The Village. Dinner was served at 5:00pm and that way it would not draw attention to her leaving. Maude and Belle did not want to make anything obvious. I figured she would arrive about 6:00pm so that gave me enough time to go back to the hospital and play a couple hours in the early afternoon. I did not want to disappoint Mrs. Pollock with all the positive feedback she was getting.

I went back to the hospital for 2:00pm. Mrs. Pollock was happy to see me return. I went down to play for a few hours. About an hour into it, the 5 ladies from The Village showed up. Maude told me they wanted to come listen for a while before dinner this evening. They all looked very nice, even Ruth. Ruth, aka Rue, was the one that stuck out like she didn't belong with the other 4. I guess it was because of the walker she used to get around. Nonetheless, she was just as appealing as the other 4.

The ladies left at about 4:15pm to get back to The Village for dinner. I stopped playing for a minute and gave each of the 5 ladies a kiss on the cheek and thanked them for coming. Belle seemed to be a little nervous but I had an idea why.

I played for about 30 minutes longer then went check out with Mrs. Pollock. I wanted to pick up something to eat on the way home to get ready for Belle to arrive. I wanted to have time to shower and clean up a little. I definitely wanted to put fresh sheets on my bed and place fresh towels in the bathroom. This evening had to be perfect in my mind. Not only did I want to give Belle her first orgasm, I wanted her to feel special. I did not want her to feel like this was just for sexual pleasures.

Belle arrived at my house a little after 6:00pm. She apologized for being late and I assured her that was no reason to have to apologize. Right away I noticed she had changed from earlier. She was wearing a dress again but it was a different one. The earlier one had short sleeves; this one had sleeves but it was capped sleeves. It showed off her upper arms. Yes, her arms were flabby, but still looked nice. As I said before, Belle was shorter and rounder than Maude. I expected to see more rolls, sags and wrinkles. This was common with ladies their age. I did not find it unattractive. In fact, I did find it sexy.

I closed the door behind her and gave her a hug and kiss. I had an idea that Belle was not familiar with French kissing or anything other than a tight-lipped kiss. I knew I had to be slow as to not make her feel uncomfortable.

As I held her close to me, my hands dropped below her waist line. I could feel her panties and her cellulite dimples. I immediately got an aroused. I could feel her pushing her belly rubbing my erection. I wanted to undress this lady and explore her body, but I knew I had to go slow.

I lead her to the den close to the couch. I embraced her again and kissed her with loose lips. I felt her lips loosen as well. I lifted her dress from behind and put my hands on her backside. She was doing her best to feel my erection with her belly. After a minute or so of kissing and caressing, I felt Belle relax. I then put my hand in the waistband of her panties and felt her bare backside. I wanted to see her reaction before inviting her to the bedroom. Once I realized she was okay with my hand inside her panties, I suggested we get more comfortable in the bedroom.

I had a lamp turned on in the bedroom so it would be dimly lit. I was not sure how comfortable she would be with me seeing her naked body, so I kept the lights dim. I was behind her with my arms wrapped around her cupping her lovely breasts kissing the back of her neck and shoulders. She laid her head back as to let me know she was enjoying it. We were both pushing against each other letting our bodies rub together. I let go of Belle and removed my shirt before she could turn around.

Once Belle turned around, her eyes widened and her hands went right to my hairy chest. Before she knew it, I had lifted her dress over her head. Almost with instinct, she lifted her arms so I could remove her dress from her fluffy body. I took a few steps to my dressing chair and placed her dress neatly over the chair. Belle stood there with only her panties and brassiere on. A lovely sight I might add. Her bra seemed a little inadequate for the size breasts she had. I say this not in a bad way. I just noticed that some flesh was spilling over the sides of her bra. I told her how beautiful she looked standing there. I wanted to get that memory etched in my mind so I could remember it for a long time.

I stepped closer to Belle as I unbuckled my belt to drop my shorts to the floor. I left my shorts on the floor for a minute to make sure Belle was okay. I did not want to turn away from her and give her a chance to have second thoughts.

We both stood inches from each other with only our underwear on. Belle, with her short straight grey hair was wearing matching beige panties and brassiere. The combo was accented in lace. Her panties were the standard panty briefs that most older ladies wear. They fit her loosely and did not put a bind on her body. The front panel was covered in lace and you could see a hint of pubic hair slightly showing.

I reached for her hands and looked into her eyes. Before kissing her again, I asked if she was okay with things so far. She smiled and said she feels comfortable with me. I then kissed her and l parted my lips to get Belles reaction. I felt her part her lips, but not enough to let our tongues dance together. It was a very passionate kiss that lasted several minutes. I reached behind her and magically unhooked her bra. She moaned slightly and I stepped back to remove her bra.

Once I removed her bra, I turned to bring it to the dressing table. I bent down to pick up my shorts that I had left on the floor. While at the dressing table, I quickly removed my boxer briefs. Before putting her bra down, I had to sneak a peak of the tag. The tag said it was a size 44D.

As I turned around, Belles eyes focused on my erection. My eyes were focused on her lovely breasts. I remember Maude had told me that her nipples were never sucked. I was not sure how to approach her breasts. I wanted to suck those pretty virgin nipples. They were a pale pink; just a shade darker than her skin and the size of the eraser on a #2 pencil. Her areolas were about the size of a US 25 cent piece. I wanted my tongue to explore her nipples to get her reaction.

I started kissing her again and put my hand between us so I could cup her lovely breasts. I was amazed at how full they felt, even if they did sag. She reached down and took my erection in her hand. She backed off the kiss and told me to please tell her if she hurts me. She said she never fondled a penis before and was not sure how to do it. I told her to just do what felt natural. I put my thumbs in the waist band of her panties and pulled then down to her knees with one motion. She helped me take them off from there.

I suggested she crawl in the bed while I put her panties on the dressing table. I took a sniff of the crotch as I looked at the tag for the size. She wore a size 12 panty. The scent was so natural. I tossed them on the table quickly so I could turn and watch her crawl in the bed. I turned just in time to see her left knee touch the bed and her right was going up to the bed. It gave me a perfect view of her back side with her vagina peaking though her thick thighs. I watched as she crawled in and rolled over to the other side of the bed. I got in besides her and immediately started kissing her. My hand went to her pubic mound. I gently rubbed her mound feeling the thinning pubic hair. She did not have much pubic hair but it was from her vagina to her panty line.

Once again, I asked if she was okay. She said she was a little nervous, but she was comfortable with me. She appreciated me taking my time and being gentle with her. She asked if she could look at my penis again. She said she never really got to see Benny's much, but she thought it looked different. She told me the difference, in what she could remember. From her short description, I told her that I was circumcised and he wasn't.

I reached for her breasts and caressed her breasts while I began kissing her again. She released my erection and put her hand over my back. I moved my kisses from her lips to her neck, to her breasts. I knew she never had her breasts fondled, let along sucked.

I remember Maude telling me that Belle had told her that she never experienced any foreplay. I knew I had to take it slow and be careful not to make her feel uncomfortable. While sucking on her virgin nipples, I moved my right hand onto her pubic mound. I could feel the warm dampness escaping from her labia. I felt her pubic hair, the little she had, getting damp also.