NORTON TOWERS - THE APARTMENT BLOCK FOR HORNY GIRDLED SENIORS
What does a reasonably active professional man of 60, full head
of hair and reasonably libido do when made redundant?  In my case
it was a case of being realistic and finding any job that pays
the bills. So when I saw this ad for a mature concierge
porter/handyman, I thought why not?'

Chapter one

After submitting the application I was invited to be interviewed
by the `property management committee'.    As I entered the old
upmarket Edwardian mansion block in the suburbs I was met by a
smartly dressed lady but there was something different.
 I could not figure it out but usually, you don't meet many
mature women over fifty dressed to the nines in a figure hugging
dress finishing an inch above her knees. Mind you, although on
the plump side, she did have a reason - great legs.
"Mr Young, pleased to meet you, I am Gwendolyn Green. Thank you
for coming. We are in a unique position, so to speak, because
this block is owned and managed by us. And as we are not in the
first flush of youth so to speak, we need to find the right
person who can arrange things like taxies etc and do those small
jobs that frequently need attending to...changing bulbs, looking
after the garden, decorating  and other stuff that will be
explained later."
Gwendolyn led me into the lounge where I encountered about half a
dozen tenants - four women and two guys ranging from 50 to around
70.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is My Young; I have outlined his
basic duties and explained that as we have to all agree so he has
kindly agreed to this informal interview.  Let me make the
introductions.  From left to right are Mrs Johnston, Ms Green,
Mrs Hopwith, Mr Smythe and lastly, Mr Carmichael".
They too were dressed to kill (not say stimulate) and in the case
of the women, not mutton dressed as lamb but dressed to kill.
Ample tits busting out, tight trousers, you get the picture.  In
fact I was getting a bit of a stiff just looking at them all. 
Not wanting them to think I was a randy goat, I sat down opposite
and waited for the expected barrage of questions.
Yes there were the usual ones ...experience, can I do minor
electrical plumbing etc.etc. Then Mrs Hopwith, leaning back and
slowing crossing her legs without to much haste and discretion
said: "Mr Young, you seem ideal from a practical point of view,
but are you discreet?  I ask because as you as you will
appreciate everyone lives their lives their own way and, shall we
say, have lifestyles and interests, requirements that may seem
different.   Don't you agree?" addressing this to all the group
as well as me.
What she said was obvious, but this was different, nice
different, but different.  I reassured her that having been in
positions of trust in the past and discretion was in my d and A,
so to speak.

It was difficult looking her in the eye because by now she had
discreetly parted her legs giving me great view of her open
gusset girdle holding up sheer nylon stockings stretched over her
luscious fleshy thighs.  If this was anything to go by I was
quickly coming to the conclusion that looking after and nurturing
the needs and requirements of the tenants of Norton Towers will
be interesting.
After a week Gwendolyn phoned to offer me the job and after
accepting, asked if I could start next week.  She said that Mrs
Hopwith had kindly offered to show me around (where, I wondered)
and give me background notes to all the tenants.
Confidently striding into the reception dead on nine, I spied her
sitting in an easy chair. Smiling she got up and slowly walked
towards me.
 "Welcome Mr Young," Shaking my hand she added:" as we are going
to be working together today, I think we should be on first name
terms.  Mine is Yvonne and yours is? "
Robert I replied....fascinated.  Talk about making the best of
one's assets.  Although attractive, she also had what I call a
wow factor.  She was about  60, standing five four, with a  very
curvy and generous size 18  encased in a respectable blouse and
clinging black stretch trouser that hugged and  slit up her vulva
that was obviously ready for action.

"Before we start Robert, I would like clarify a few things.  As
you will have noticed we may getting on in life but we are far
from gaga.  Each of us, single or as a couple, live here because
we all follow the same philosophy of personal fulfilment and
enjoyment - individually and together.   To the outside world we
are `oldies' but in here we are vibrant and enjoy each others
company...in all ways.   As soon as your eyes homed in when I
crossed my legs at the interview I knew that you probably shared
our outlook on life.  And unlike most others over 50 you will
have noticed that we all always ensure we look good and make the
best of what we have got.

In a nutshell, they all enjoyed an active social and sex life and
their desires have not stopped with age.
"Here" added Yvonne, "we can do so without being scorned or
laughed at.  Do you understand?"  By now   my interest was
aroused.
"Yvonne, may I ask a simple question...how did you all come
together here?

"Yes, we are very fortunate.  It started about four years ago. 
Gwendolyn was the originator. Being a young girl in the sixties,
when she hit 50 she realised that when a woman reached 40 or 50
the world and the majority of men believed their sex drive
shrivelled up and died.   But the biological fact is that it
increases.  The problem she found was how to `keep going' so to
speak.  So when she inherited this block in the early nineties
instead of selling up, she tufted all the tenants out and began a
campaign to find `like-minded' owners.  Of course, you don't do
that by going to an estate agent.  No she placed ads in relevant
publications and other methods, friends of friends etc.

Don't run away with thinking we're all sex mad...we're not.  But
if you enjoyed making love or whatever turns you on says 3-4
times a week in your twenties and thirties then, if you are still
healthy, it stands to reason that you would like to continue that
as long as you can".

Gwendolyn went  to explain that  both couples an singles did 
find `soul mates'  and there was always enough interest when
something new came up!  For example, if one has been living with
someone for a long time and you mutually enjoyed what some would
say was a fetish or different, and then it stopped...death,
separation whatever...they could also find an interested
participant.

"Now, so as there are no big surprises, I will show run through
each tenant's profile.   But before that, let's have nice cup of
tea...your going to need it! "

Sitting down in the back office Yvonne opened the tenants'
profile book. I was surprised in that in all there were only 15 -
three couples, 9 women and 4 men.  `The youngest Joan is 60 and
Peter, our eldest, at 82 is still active but needs a friendly
hand to get started.

There were usual details, food, shopping, etc but at the end was
a group of initials.   I asked what they represented and Yvonne
said "their sexual proclivities".  I am showing you them only
because I want you be able to put into context what you may or
may not, see various things which may appear slightly bizarre or
odd."
The list was interesting and included a roll call ranging from
water sports to wanking with twists and kinks in between. 
Exhibitionists, bi-sexual, role player etc.  Thankfully no one
was into Bondage or Sadism but some did like mild domination.

"As you see" added Gwen, "a lot of the ladies are exhibitionists
which I think is natural at 70 as at 17 as all women are nurtured
to show off".  Looking down as my cock stretched out my crotch,
she added ... "and some men too!"

Then she asked "So as you are now with us, it is only fair that
we know what you like, what turns you on.  I know it's hard to be
honest by really, it will make your time here a lot more
enjoyable. By the look at that lovely hard cock straining to get
out of your trousers, you too are not shy...like me.  Now what
else"?

"Well, Yvonne, Like everyone, a lot of what turns me on goes back
to adolescence" My problem was how far I was prepared to `come
out' so to speak.   She was obviously a sophisticated lady so I
spelt it out.
"Well first Yvonne, I am a devoted lover of ladies who wear
girdles. Ever since I grew up in the early sixties looking at
ladies in open gusset girdles especially with, untrimmed natural
pubic hair and stockings just does it for me...like you did when
you deliberately and slowly crossed your gorgeous legs at the
interview.
"Oh Robert, I am so pleased.   Most of us ladies here wear
girdles or full corselets as it tends to help keep us in state of
shall, we say, readiness. But today, it would not look good with
these very tight trousers which I wanted to wear as I love the
feeling and attention my displaying my fantastically large fanny
bulge gets.  I just love the fact that men cannot take their eyes
off it. Heaven".

Continuing, I  added that I enjoyed role playing and whilst never
 tried it, I do get turned on by women  pissing  but never been
fortunate in finding  ladies who enjoyed  it in a sexual context.
I was open about liking naturally hairy ladies, and my initiating
in enjoying mutual wanking which started as a youth in cinemas
with older men.
To finish I included large busts with even larger aureoles and
most important for me ...my genuine desire to give others
pleasure as well as myself.   When I finished, Yvonne said that I
would fit right in and guaranteed that I would be very happy
working there.  By the looks of it, I would.

See Chapter 2