The following is a work of fiction. Neither the location nor any of the characters exist nor are they based upon anyone or any real place. The one thing that is based upon fact is the narrator’s ability to project emotions into his lover’s mind. Although this may seem unusual, it is an ability that the author has and regularly practices with his wife. The thought of sharing that ability with lovers other than one’s spouse is a bit scary to me due to the chance of misunderstanding that might cause problems, which is part of the reason why I wrote this story.
This story is part of a series of stories about life in a senior living community. Most of the other stories have titles that include the words “Senior Community”.
The narrator character and his wife, Sharon, decided to share their love for each other with various other residents of the community who are lonely and whose sex life is almost nonexistent. This story introduces three new women, Monique, Bev, and Becky who all have different reasons for living a lonely life without a partner or even sexual outlets.
This is the first of four chapters in this series. If you enjoy reading this chapter, please look for the next two.
Chapter 1
My wife (Sharon) and I decided that we loved each other so much that it was only right for us to share our love with our neighbors and to expand our sexual activities to include some of our single neighbors. We live in a senior living community, and most of our neighbors are single women who have been widowed for a number of years and have not had any sexual companionship since they moved here following the death of their husband.
Also, I have recently developed the unusual ability to both sense the emotions of a partner lying next to me in bed and to project positive emotions into the mind of my partner. I cannot force this emotion on my partner if it is not wanted, but when I am projecting an emotion such as passion, love, happiness, or calmness; my efforts are always warmly received. This is especially true when the projected emotion is passion and it is projected during sex because the sensation is essentially the same as that of experiencing an orgasm, only in the mind instead of the body. When I project this emotion and my partner is sexually excited, she almost always orgasms both physically and mentally almost immediately, and the combination makes the orgasm that much more intense.
Once we agreed to share our love, Sharon and I discussed the individuals that we knew and who we thought might benefit the most from our sharing and who might be receptive to the idea. Most of the individuals on our list were women, which was to be expected since there are very few single men in the complex.
We ranked our list, and Sharon agreed to quietly meet with several of the women near the top to see if there was any interest. We felt that Sharon should make the initial contact since most of the interactions would probably involve my ability to project emotions, and we felt that it would probably be proper to start with a proposal of me spending a night alone with each of the women rather than suggesting that we start out with a threesome, which might be a bit more difficult for some women to accept.
There were a couple of men near the top of our list, and I spoke with each of them. Although each of the men on our list was married, their wives suffered from serious cognitive impairment and lived separately in a special area to prevent them from wandering off and getting lost. Each of the men expressed his appreciation at our offer but declined because they all said that they would feel guilty by sleeping with Sharon even though each knew that his wife would never know, even if he confessed his infidelity to her. I expressed my condolences to each of these men and said that I would have probably made the same choice if the roles were reversed. As one man said, “Our wedding vows say ‘Until death do us part.’ My wife is physically still healthy, but she is, for all intents and purposes, dead when it comes to loving me.”
After a few days, Sharon came to me and said that although she had not visited with her entire list, she had three women who wanted to speak privately with me before making a decision. Sharon felt that three women was a good number to start with, so she set up an afternoon “date” for each of the women to come by individually to speak with both of us.
Monique
The first woman to come by our apartment was Monique.
Monique is a rather homely-looking widow who has only made a few friends since moving in. Over a light snack, I explained to her that she needs to be open about her past sex life with her husband as we eat and to use clear words with us (her potential lovers) rather than trying to be socially correct. During our discussion, I quickly found out that her experience with sex has been rather limited, that her husband always took the lead in the sexual relations, and that her main experience had pretty much been limited to what was required for her to become pregnant with their two children. We found out that virtually all of her sex with her husband had been the missionary position. She said that he told her that it was her responsibility as his wife to satisfy his needs. Apparently, he did not feel that doing anything to satisfy her needs was necessary.
At the end of our conversation that afternoon, we all agreed that Sharon and I would both visit her apartment shortly before dinner the next day and that we would be spending the night with her in her bed as a threesome. Monique was not turned off by the idea of sex with Sharon; in fact, she seemed to be excited at the chance to experience something completely new to her.
The next day, we arrived at Monique’s apartment around 7PM. We all chatted for a bit before I suggested that we retire to the bedroom.
Before we all undressed, I asked Monique to sit on the edge of the bed so that I could prepare her for what was about to happen. I explained that this will not be like the times when you slept with your husband. I will be forceful and demanding at times, but I will always remain kind. I said, “What you experience as I start tonight will not be love, what you will experience will be sex without love. There is nothing wrong with this, but before we leave, when you experience sex with love, you will be able to appreciate the difference.”
As I was saying this, I put a hand on her breast and began groping her through her clothing. I also gave her a long kiss that was somewhat forceful to emphasize what I had just said.
I continued that it may seem like I am using you just as your husband did, but that is not the case. What I will be doing is having sex with you in different positions so that you can get an idea of how varied sex can be. Although it will be pleasant for both of us, the purpose is to educate you and not for me to enjoy your body.
