With the warm weather, it seemed that everyone was playing, talking and partaking outside the grimy buildings of our block.With the heat - our apartme...ts windows had been left open - the fresh spring air recycling the stale climate within.Perhaps this was why I was not heard when I entered our apartment - the noise from the street through the open window hid my entrance.As soon as I shut the door, entering the sanity of my home (even if it was a dump), I knew I was not alone. Perhaps it was the. I found myself attracted to Pam for a variety of reasons, the least of which was her outgoing personality and killer body. I did my best to maintain my distance, but Pam made it very difficult for me. Pam had invited me to a game of tennis. I used to play tennis back in college, so I eagerly looked forward to a spirited challenge, especially since it had been a few years since I had stepped on to a tennis court. Pam’s tennis court flash sans underwear robbed me of any concentration I needed. Alex didn’t speak any more but I gasped, as well as I could manage to gasp, when he touched my erect cock through the red lycra of my speedos.He started rubbing my cock, it felt amazing. His second hand was rubbing my balls, which from previous experience, Alex knows I like. It wasn’t long until I climaxed filling my speedo with my cum. I had to calm myself down a little bit because I could only breath through my nose and it was intense!I was still recovering, my cock still spasming when I felt. I was a little depressed and a little pissed. I wasn't mad at my kids, because they were doing the right thing. I was mad at myself for getting old.Black Water Village had a buy-in requirement. The money from the family home covered that. I had a little left over because I opted for a studio apartment type unit. It was only one room and a bath. There was a small kitchen area big enough for a coffee pot and a microwave, but no stove. I wasn't planning on doing much cooking, since meals were.