The old ones are ripe.I guess that's why I love my job. I'm the night watch at a Elder Community. I walk around, late at night, making sure the commun...ty is secure. Five and a half years and we've never had so much as a car drive by after midnight but the oldies in here feel better knowing I'm there.They wouldn't, of course, if they knew me.Take Mrs. Featherstone, for instance. Her meds knock her out. I slip into her unit every night — she's always first. I used to tip-toe around but ever since. I found a door behind me, and had an instant of panic when it wouldn't open and I pictured myself forced to scale down the building's side. But then I pulled instead of pushed, and the door opened.Moments later I was standing in front of the room from which I had ever-so-incautiously let myself be kidnapped. And amazingly, I still had the room key, in my pocket and undisturbed through violent kidnap and reality-bending instant transportation.When I opened the door, there was a look of shock. " It's a deal!"We hopped into her BMW and drove down the street into my driveway. We raced into the house. "Want to hit my hot tub?" No. I think I'd rather see your bedroom." I stripped off my clothes as I ushered her in. By the time, we reached the bedroom, I was naked."Wow," she said, "you have a nice cock!" Thank you. Are you just going to stand there and look at it or are you going to join me?" She did a little strip tease for me until she, too, was naked. I found her body to be curiously. When Suzi arrives Roger is wearing only very tight jeans which highlights his tanned, muscular body. I am wearing heels, an unbuttoned white silk shirt and a pair of tight leather slacks with no back so that my ‘gorgeous round arse’ to quote Roger is totally exposed. And I feel excited as I we are both about to have a new sexual experience.After brief introductions while Roger and I admired Suzi’s outfit, heels, skin tight black silk slacks and matching blouse, unbuttoned enough to highlight.