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"Here he is. The man of the hour. Hi Glenn," said Joe. "How are you feeling today?"
"Other than my sore hip, my swollen ankles, my disjoined knees, and my bad back bothering me in the way of an old, sexually frustrated, lesbian nun in parochial school armed with an 18" ruler, I'm good," he said with a laugh. "I'm hoping that sitting out in the sun will make me feel better," he said shading his eyes to look up at the sky again before smiling at his five friends.
"We have a chair for you right here by me," said Joe. "Sit down and relax. I saved you this seat special, knowing how much you enjoy sitting in the sun."
"Tell us about Susan, Glenn," said Jimmy with a devious smile. "I'd like to hear more about her," he said with a plastic grin pasted on his face that hid his insincerity.
No doubt not liking that the spotlight of attention was stolen from him with the advent of Glenn, it figures that the cynic that Jimmy was would want to hear more about Susan again. Only, no doubt, hoping to return to playing cards and checkers, maybe instead of just listening to enjoy the story that was true or not, he was hoping to expose Glenn for the liar, the fake, the fraud, and the phony he was by shooting holes in his story.
"Again? Seriously?" He looked from each of his five friends. "You want me to tell you about Susan again? I feel as if all I've done is talk about Susan, the love of my life, since I came here in an ambulance."
"I'd like to hear the story again," said Michael.
"I have to admit Glenn that it's a good story," said Bill.
"Only start from the beginning," said Lance. "Other than all of the sexual parts, as far as I'm concerned, the beginning is the best part. The beginning is the part where I dream of what happened to you will one day happen to me too," said Lance with a big smile on his face. "I hope you don't mind Glenn but I insert myself with Susan when dreaming about her."
"Mind? I don't mind you dreaming about Susan, Lance. It's your dream," said Glenn with a shrug. "I don't mind you dreaming about Susan at all. I dream about her every night. She's certainly a worthy subject of many men's dreams."
"Yeah, start from the beginning Glenn and tell us more about Susan," said Joe.
To be continued...
- COMMENTS
stuwatcher52about 11 years agoA wonderful start to what is going to be a great series as I suspect many of the readers of Literotica fall into the catagory of the roundtable at Glenn & Jimmy's characters at the care facility. The introduction causes one to really think about a May-December affair, romance or relationship from both the female and male viewpoints. The causes and effects will be many especially if there are other family members involved. My thoughts are that both parties almost need to be loners, estranged from any relatives that could cast evil eyes or improper ideas. A younger woman and older man should be just what the people involved want it to be. An older man doesn't jump into such a relationship without knowing most younger gals are looking for his accommodations and fat wallet. He also must realize she's getting it off with someone else to make up for his shortcomings(no pun intended!). I like Susan's (the author's) groundwork here and as I've said before the story line is more important than a gushing sex scene. Congrats Ms Parker you have captivated our interest and desires again with another five star entry in the world of erotic literature. Look forward to the next chapters, The Bird
WyldePrinceabout 11 years agoI like your writing a great deal. Frankly, I am anticipating the coming chapters of this one, as it will (no douibt) bring back many pleasant memories of my sweet little "Blondie" who was 39 years my junior. It was, perhaps, a bit easier for me to snag her interest, as she was a submissive little thing who had tired of boys using her. She was working in a retail store I'd stopped in to buy some towels and she had been sweet, friendly and polite in her efforts to wait on me, but kept making mistakes with the new cash register system, so I jokingly told her that perhaps she needed a spanking to help her focus. I'd, apparently, caught her in a somewhat vulnerable moment as she agreed that this would be the perfect end to an otherwise crappy day. Dinner was incredibly delicious in the elegant dining room of my recently restored old hotel and was the perfect backdrop for the beginning of our romance. We were together for about three years when I was diagnosed with cancer, which caused her to close off all channels of communication. So, it was either the fear of losing someone whom she loved, or she was ready to move on. <shrug> I think there were probably some sort of daddy or grandaddy issues there (I was a generation older than her dad) and she was pretty unhappy with her mom for having lovers behind her dad's back. Anyway, thanks for this writing and thanks in advance for the chapters to come.
Sincerely,
Wylde
engineer_in_paabout 11 years ago"... older man may no longer be able to cut the mustard, he can certainly still lick the jar..."
After such a scholarly intro, I fell off my chair when I read that line! Looking forward to part two.
gperry2843about 11 years agoI don't know how you find time for all your activities, but I certainly enjoy reading about all of them.
