Widowers in retirement homes don't get as much sex as you've heard reported or you might think. Most women seem to be glad to be done with sex when they reach a certain age. As they got older, they only got naked and climbed into bed (and only occasionally) for their husbands because they loved them and they were trying to keep them happy -- God bless them. So, widowers went to senior apartments or retirement homes not only lonely but horny (if they were lucky). Many of them didn't need the "blue pill", but it didn't matter since they didn't get any opportunities.
Tony had taken early retirement; he was only 55. After his wife died he was just burned out with work. He liked to work, but he had had his fill of that job. He had never really been a standout or very important, but he was a hard worker. He had gotten a substantial termination package so was unconcerned about finances. Tony and his wife had never had children and had always been careful with money. Tony's friend James told him if he had enough money (which he did), he could have a very good time for five days at a "resort" he knew about. No, none of the staff were sex slaves. Each of them had their own story. Tony wasn't proud of it, but he had been with prostitutes. That was a business transaction, and that wasn't what he was looking for. James finally convinced him that wasn't the case. It was more like an extended girlfriend experience. OK. What does he need to do? Sign the application, allow them to investigate his past, give them a significant amount of money, fill out a questionnaire, and provide an STI-free report. They would also provide STI-free reports for all the "service providers". James warned him that they would do a comprehensive background check on him. They wanted no felons, no sex offenders, no dishonorable discharges -- basically only upstanding citizens.
OK. Tony did all that, and within two weeks he was notified his application was accepted. James said to show up at the executive airport with clothes for five days. They would transport him to the location of an upscale gated residence. No problem.
Check-In Sunday Afternoon
Tony arrived Sunday afternoon. A very pretty late 20 girl, Annie, greeted him. Annie wore what looked like two-piece shorty pajamas. She was Hispanic with lovely mocha skin, dark eyes, and short, pixie black hair. She was very beautiful.
Annie asked him to fill out forms. The first form was an NDA (non-disclosure agreement) and confidentiality form covering both them and himself. After she and Tony signed the form, he was given a form for him to indicate preferences. He had already done this, but Tony guessed they wanted to make sure he had no changes after he had time to think about it. It was quite lengthy: did he like anal intercourse as a giver, as a receiver, did he like spanking, was he a voyeur, and on and on. He was quite aroused just filling out the form. He had to surrender his phone, all electronics, and all cameras. Even though everyone had signed a confidentiality agreement, they were extra careful. The only cameras that could be used were the ones the resort provided.
He filled out the form figuring what the heck, what does it matter? Annie asked, "Are you ready for your fantasy week of sucking screwing, pussy-eating, spanking, and anal fucking?"
Tony was surprised but said, "Yes, I am really looking forward to it!"
Annie took his luggage and suggested he have dinner in the restaurant before a brief orientation in his suite. Annie joined him for dinner, and they talked, mostly about Annie. Annie worked here as a "counselor" only part-time. She was studying to be a nurse and was nearing completion. Her days as a counselor would soon be history. Tony thought Annie was a beautiful, intelligent young woman, and he didn't want to miss the opportunity to visit with her. They shared a nice bottle of wine and lingered for a while.
Tony did notice a gentleman at a nearby table. He seemed to be alone. He wasn't eating and had his head tilted back. "Annie, is something wrong with him?"
Annie looked over and said, "No, it's fine - just wait a minute"
The man's eyes opened wide, he inhaled, held his breath, then closed his eyes and slowly exhaled. A lady came out from under the table wiping cum from her mouth and sucking on her fingers. He had just gotten an under-the-table blow job! She smiled at Tony and winked.
Annie asked, "Did you want one of those, Papi?"