Living in a retirement community is a great life for a for a sex loving guy like my self. There are plenty of hot old ladies around that keep me busy twenty four seven. I spread out the joy by having seven lady friends, one for each day of the week. For the sake of my tight budget, I never wine and dine my dates but spend the day and night at their place. Each morning after my date makes me breakfast I am off to another women’s home. Sometimes a lady wants to be taken out to eat, if she insists I will quickly replace her with a homebody. This sex filled routine has been going on for five years. The added beauty of it all is I live for free. I have no rent or food bills to pay. The only thing I need is the clothes I wear. A few of my dates still have their dead husbands clothes in the closet they are now mine. There is nothing that I lack in my blessed lifestyle.
Before I moved to the retirement community I worked as a manager in a fast food restaurant. My hours were from six in the morning to six in the evening six days a week. Tuesday was my day off. My pay was barely enough to live on. After my rent and automobile expenses were paid I had to spend my day off drinking beer in the park while listening to music on my walkman. This was my life and there were times that I wished I was dead.
One day while at my job I met a kindly old lady that seemed attracted to me. She said that she lived in a retirement community. After telling me all about herself she asked me to have dinner at her place. I accepted and on my day off I visited her. She was a very good cook, It was the best meal that I ever had. We made love until I had to leave to return to work. I saw her often. We were very compatible and in love. Eventually I gave up my apartment and moved into her place.
After three years with her, my kindly old lady died of cancer, I was now alone in the apartment that she left me. But I soon had lots of kindly hot old ladies as friends, my retirement community was full of them. I was so busy making love that I had little time for anything else but my job. Soon I had little time for my job and was fired for taking too many days off. But now there was no need for me to have much money, my hot old ladies fed and housed me. I gave up my apartment to complete my free lifestyle. Somebody up there must likes me, because I never had it so good.
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