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Moving to a Retirement Community

Chapter 13
(This chapter, as well as the next one, is dedicated to a reader who has become a big fan of this story. I've chatted with him several times and in one of those conversations he mentioned something that stuck in my mind. He knows who I'm talking about and I do hope he enjoys these next two chapters. I will also give credit to those who inspire me with ideas to use in my stories, whether intentional or inadvertent. Thank you very much, T.)
That afternoon I was out doing my daily walk around the neighborhood I met a very interesting woman for the first time. Her name is Barbara ('Please call me Barb') Carnes. I'd put her age between 70 and 75, with a nice body! Her clothing did nothing to hide the fact that she took great pride in her body. Her chest reminded me of LuAnn Lister, that is flat! Her nipples were also like LuAnn's in that they appeared to stick out at least an inch when hard and they were doing a good job of putting dimples in the blouse she was wearing. She wore her hair about a medium length and it was silvery white. The way she had it arranged really hi-lited her face and she appeared to not be wearing any makeup.
She joined me in my walk and we traversed into parts of the RRC that I'd not previously been in. I saw some nice homes, some bigger than mine and quite a few that were smaller. Some had huge lots while others appeared to be almost trespassing onto the property on either side. I'd guess that the biggest house had only three bedrooms and there were no two-story houses at all. In a way that made a lot of sense, too. Since all the residents are senior citizens it made sense for them not to have stairs they'd have to climb.
"How long have you been here, Mike," Barb asked me.
"Only been here a few weeks," I replied.
"What do you think of the place so far?"
"The people are the nicest I've met and the layout is well planned, too. I like what I've seen and the travel arrangements are so well thought out that I don't even miss my old car."
"I've heard a few things about you, Mike, and I was wondering if they're true," she said.
"What have you heard?"
"Well, for one thing, I heard that you do cross stitch. Is that true?" There was a look of amusement on her face.
"Yes, it is."
"Yes. My grandmother taught me and it's really quite relaxing as well."
"I've also heard that you survived a brain aneurysm."
I pulled off my cap and leaned over, showing her the scar that ran from the top of my right ear over the top of my head to the top of my left ear. "Yes, I did. Guess you could say that I'm blessed."
"Don't you mean 'lucky to be alive?" she asked.
"No, I don't. I've been blessed," I stated. "I've a firm believer in a Gracious and Loving God and I honestly don't believe that I'd still be here without His intervention."
"I didn't mean to be rude," she told me.
"I don't think it was rude," I assured her. "Not too many people these days believe in God, but I do."
"Well, for our information, I do, as well. I was baptized when I was 15 and have been a church goer ever since then."
"Good for you. Perhaps we can go to church together one Sunday."
"I think I'd like that, Mike."
We got to my house and I reached out to shake her hand but instead was greeted with one of the warmest hugs I'd had in some time. My body got to tingling while in that embrace and I knew I was going to have to get to know this woman a lot better.
"Barb," I asked, "are you doing anything this evening?"
"Would you like to come over tonight and enjoy some left-over home-made chili?"
"I'd love to," she answered.
"Around 7?"
"Sounds good to me. I'll see you then." With that she gave me a small peck on the cheek and turned around and started walking towards her house.
"Very Interesting..............." I said in my very best Sgt. Schultz impersonation. Hogan's Heroes was one of my favorite old shows. I looked at my watch and realized I only had a couple of hours to get things all set up for my 'date' tonight, so I hurried into the house, locking the door behind me, and headed straight to the bedroom where I stripped off my sweaty clothing and went to the shower, where I stood under the hottest water I could stand before washing my body. I shampooed my hair and shaved again, even though I didn't need to. I was starting to feel like a teenager getting ready for his first date. I hadn't felt like this in ages. Far too long to even remember just exactly when that had been.
Once I dried off I opened my closet and searched for my best pair of slacks and a flower-print shirt, almost but not quite Hawaiian style. I decided to wear sandals with no socks. After I finished dressing I went into, put on an apron and opened the freezer. I removed the frozen chili I'd put in there and, opening the zip-loc bag just a little bit so the pressure wouldn't build up, I placed it into my microwave oven and hit the defrost button and set the timer for 25 minutes. Plenty of time to thaw it out, enough to make it not quite runny. I'd then put it in a pan on the stove and warm it up the rest of the way, adding a few more spices to give it a livelier taste. I figured it should warm up slowly and allow the new seasons to set in properly.
While all that was happening I got out my Swiffer and ran it over the floors and did a little light dusting. The place already looked neat and clean, but for some reason I really wanted to make a good impression on Barb.
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I was sitting on the couch, working on my Serenity Prayer, when I heard the knock on the door. I quickly put my stitching on the end table, got up, and went over and opened the door.
There stood Barb, looking even more beautiful then she had earlier in the day. This time she was wearing makeup and her choice of colors only accented her facial features even more. She wore a dark lavendar lipstick and the outfit she had choosen only accented her small breasts even more. Once again her nipples were making themselves known to me. I u*********sly licked my lips then chastised myself for doing it.
I invited her in and asked if she'd like something to drink.
"Just water, please."
"You sure? I've got sweet tea and Cherry Dr. Pepper, too."
"I don't drink anything other than water, I' afraid. I'm trying my best to keep my physical strength up and the sugar is something I don't really need at this time."
"Ok. Water it is then." I went to the refrigerator, pulled out the pitcher I kept there and poured her a glass, stopping to stir the chili one last time."
"That smells great," she told me, walking up behind me and sniffing the aroma of the chili. "Did you make it yourself?"
"My own recipe," I told her.
"I can hardly wait to try it then."
We returned to the living room and chatted for a few minutes and I learned that she'd been exercising for over 10 years now, after losing a lot of body fat.
I found it hard to believe that she'd ever been fat at all, but I didn't say it out loud. I didn't want to embarrass her, or me for that matter. Definitely not the way I wanted to start this evening.
"Would you believe me if I told you I'd once weighed over 250 pounds?"
I guess my expression gave me away. "I can't tell," I managed to get our.
"It's true. As a c***d I was always chubby and after my divorce it only got worse."
"You were married?"
"Yes, for over 20 years. I thought we were happy but one evening my husband came in and announced he'd found someone else and he wanted a divorce. He told me I could keep everything, too. After all that time, to just come in and tell me it's over! I couldn't believe it. I thought we'd stay together forever. Guess I was wrong." I could see tears welling up in her eyes but she quickly wiped them away. I did reach over to the coffee table and pulled a tissue out of the box and handed it to her. She wiped her eyes with it and crumpled it up in her hands.
Before I could say anything thing she said, "But I don't want to talk about that. I want to talk about tonight. Being here with you, and enjoying that wonderful smelling chili."
"Are you hungry?"
"I'm starved!"
I got up and reached out to help her get up as well and we went into the kitchen. I pulled out her chair and, once she was comfortable, I went to the pot and dipped out two bowls of the chili. Before I sat down I got out the box of crackers and set them on the table as well.
For a while we sat in silence, but she was apparently enjoying the chili.
"This is wonderful," she finally said.
"Thank you."
"You've got to give me the recipe for this."
"Well, I don't usually share it with anyone, but.........."
"...........I guess I could make an exception this time," I told her, grinning at the same time.
There was a glint of a smile on her face and I knew I'd said the right thing.
Then, for some unknown reason, I heard myself say, "I'd love to make love to you."
I immediately covered my mouth and probably turned a couple shades of red with embarrassment.
Barb's mouth fell open and I was expecting her to get up and leave.
But she didn't .
Instead she did get up and came around the table. She pulled one of the other chairs over and looked me straight in the eyes. She then placed her hands on either side of my head, pulled me closer, and gave me a passionate kiss. I found myself pushing my tongue past her lips and into her mouth, where her tongue met it. We sucked on each others tongue for a little bit and then began to probe each other’s mouth. Her hands remained on my head and I found myself placing my hands on her waist, but eventually they began to act as if they had a mind of their own and soon I found them caressing her breasts through her blouse and then pinching her nipples. Apparently she was enjoying it because she soon began to moan into my mouth and pulled me closer for a deeper kiss.
I couldn't believe this was happening. Not to me! I didn't get this lucky with women, especially one as good looking as Barb. I had to be dreaming this one and I'd surely wake up and discover it was all a dream.
I stood up and pulled Barb to her feet, then our kiss continued, as we wrapped our arms around each other. I puller her closer to me and I could feel her nipples drilling into my chest. I believe they were harder than LuAnn's had been. They appeared to be a whole lot more sensitive, too. As I rubbed my palm across them she moaned once more and I had a feeling my judgement was right.
I pulled back and took her by the hand and let her into the bedroom, where I turned on the light on the table next to the bed and pulled back the covers, revealing the clean set of sheets. Barb sat on the edge of the bed and turned off the light, and I didn't object at all. If she wanted to do it in the dark, well that was fine with me.
As I stood in front of her I could feel her fingers working on my zipper and unfastening my pants, which eventually slid down my legs and gathered at my feet. I stepped out of them and pushed them backwards with my foot. By then she had already unbuttoned my shirt and it soon joined the pants. I felt her lean over and rub her face against my already-hard cock. She grabbed me through my shorts and squeezed.
"Is that a banana in your shorts, or are you glad to see me?"
Yes, it was corny, but I had to laugh anyway.
"Wouldn't you like to know?" I teased back.
"Yes, I most certainly would," she replied and, in one quick motion, pulled them down, exposing my cock to her for the first time. Even with the light off there was enough light seeping in from the living room that she could get a good look at me. Without a single word, she pulled down and revealed my cock head as my shin shimmied down my rod, then she stuck out her tongue and licked me up and down, placing my cock head in her mouth and gently sucking for a few minutes. I was already dripping pre cum and I could feel her tongue lick it off and then she swallowed it. Without removing her mouth she turned and looked up at me and I could see a smile stretching across her already stretched mouth. Then she grabbed my balls, gently squeezing them, before taking my hard cock all the way to the base, never even slowing down. Damn, her mouth felt like an oven on me. She started bobbing up and down on me then and I could feel my foreskin move up and over my cock head with each movement. He tongue was wrapped around my rod and she was taking her time with her oral manipulations, and I was definitely enjoying each moment.
I reached down and rubbed her breasts, taking what little bit I could into my hands and squeezing. There wasn't enough flesh to work with though and I had to settle with playing with her hardened nipples instead. Her moaning grew louder with each pinch and she began to squirm as I worked on them. I could hardly wait to feel their hardness in my mouth and between my teeth as I nibbled on them. I moved my hand lower, wanting to feel her wetness, but she pushed them away, took me out of her mouth and looked up, telling me, "No, no, Mike. You get to let me take care of you first, then it's going to be your turn."
I didn't complain at all.
Before taking me back into her mouth she pushed me back a little bit and stood up. She grabbed my shoulders and turned me around and pushed backwards. The back of my knees hit the edge of the mattress and I fell backwards, settling on the mattress with my legs spread out. She knelt between them and took my balls into her mouth, gently rubbing behind my balls and trailing her hand down to my rosebud. She pushed just enough for it to feel good but never tried to insert a finger, for which I was grateful. She grabbed my legs behind my knees and pushed them backwards, not stopping until my knees were lying on my chest and then she continued her oral assault on my balls, the area behind them and then trailed lower and planted he mouth on my rosebud and sucked and licked my ass hold. It felt wonderful and I just knew that if she continued I'd end up shooting my load into my own face. She didn't do it very long and let my legs drop and hang across her shoulders as she moved back to my cock, licking and sucking on my rod, then licking and sucking on my cock head, then licking, biting and sucking on my excess skin, before drilling her tongue into my loose skin and gently licking the top of me cock head. This final assault was too much this time and I shot 5 good strings into her mouth, which she greedily sucked and swallowed. She didn't release me until I'd gone completely flacid and then only released me because I was getting so sensitive down there. With one final kiss on my balls she stood up and sat on the mattress beside me.
By this time I was completely exhausted. I lay there for a while to catch my breath. She had a very talented mouth and she sure knew what to do with it, too.
I felt her shift on the bed and she spread her legs, finally allowing me access to her honey pot. I reached out and felt her hand, just above her already quite wet slit. She didn't move it though, but allowed me access to her hole. I probed with a couple of fingers, pulling them out and licking her juices off them. It most certainly was a honey pot. She tasted sweet and I knew I'd have to devour her. I pushed her back and lowered myself between those wonderful legs, leaning in and getting my first lick of her snatch. She held her hand in place and when I tried to move it she only stiffened up a bit. I moved around it and drove my tongue into her for the first time. Her clitoris was already erect and I sucked on it first, then lavished it with my tongue and got a mouthful of her juices. I sucked for all I could and was rewarded with a mouth full of that honey. I reached down and rubbed my fingers over her rosebud, as she'd done to me earlier. I didn't try to penetrate her, either, giving her the same respect she'd also shown me. I had no idea if she liked anal or not, but I knew I didn't and that was enough for me. What I really wanted to do was sink my hard tool deep into her. I returned to my oral manipulation of her lips, sucking and licking on each one, her juices steadily flowing into my mouth with each lick. I sucked on her clitoris again and her hips began to gyrate beneath me, indicating to me that her climax was close. I sucked harder, sticking two fingers into her channel at the same time. That was all it took, too. Within seconds her hips pushed her box hard into my mouth and I sucked and continued to lick both lips until she finally stopped and lay still.
It was then that she dropped her hand from her crotch and I saw what had been behind it.
She had a cock!!!!!

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