“Tim, you’ve never told me about any of your sexual conquests and I’ll bet Granny would like to learn what you got up to.”

“I never had any ‘conquests’; I couldn’t afford to take girls out so that possibility never arose.”

“You never had any sexual contact with girls?”

“That’s right”

“No it isn’t! I remember the time I caught Alice giving you a blow job!”

“She wasn’t giving me blow-job, she was trying to find out what a boy’s cock was like up really close, what it felt like and what happened if you did suck it. I think she was getting ready for a date with some boy from her school; I never got the chance to refuse and never really knew what was going on. I was only eleven!”

It was then that I realised that Pat was blushing again. Things started to drop into place, why I never got into any trouble over the incident, just told to pull my pyjamas up and get to sleep as she ushered Alice out of my bedroom with the promise of a very serious chat tomorrow, which never came.

“Pat! What did you do after you left my bedroom?”

Deep blush, “I took her to my room and got her tell me why she did what she did. She was being pressured by her school mates about discussing sex and experiences and she knew nothing, so she decided to use you to work it all out and you were right, there was a boy she was keen on, I think he’d seen his chance to score and he was leaning on her for a date.”

“We talked about sexual feelings and the dangers of unprotected sex and being pressured to ‘do it’ without a condom. I am ashamed about what happened next, but there I was in bed with a very soft body alongside me. Even at thirteen she had an amazing figure and I hadn’t had any sexual activity for over four months because ‘he’d’ stopped showing any interest. Of course we know why now.”

I started out merely explaining to Alice that it was natural for her to feel the way she did but it would be a lot safer if she found another girl who had a similar situation and together maybe they could find out about their sexual needs. It is quite a common thing these days and could be good fun.”

I was guessing as I’d never done it with a woman myself!

Then I blew it, I asked her if she ever played with herself and she started to cry and said she’d tried but didn’t really know what to do, so never felt anything. I asked her if she’d like me to show her how it all worked and, if she did find a good girlfriend, what they needed to do.

Of course she said yes and all I’m saying now is that she had her first orgasm and I had to stuff my knickers in my mouth to muffle the sound of mine! And before you ask we never had a repeat performance, but I think Alice didn’t waste any time finding, if you’ll forgive the pun, a bosom friend.”

“While were asking questions do you mind telling me why you prefer older women?”

“I don’t mind, I don’t prefer older women, I like them at all ages, it’s just that since I met Granny I’ve been in the seventh heaven. She likes me, she wanted sex, and I certainly did. It was presented to me on a plate; I certainly wasn’t going to turn it down. Granny taught me all I know, she’s also been the cause of getting my cock into two more, very desirable, and available, women. Why would I have wanted to go looking for someone younger, even if I did have the stamina I certainly didn’t have the time or money.”

“Right, Time for lunch, we’ve got to get going if we want to go to Jean’s house and tell her what we want to do.”

“She already knows what I want to do!”

“Behave and set the table.”

We spent nearly three hours convincing Jean that her problems regarding her husband’s care and well-being were over and that she would be amongst friends who would look after them both.

Granny had one final item to attend to; she told Jean that she didn’t want her to have any misunderstandings about moving in with us.

“I’m probably looking at ten to fifteen years of being fit and healthy, then things will start to deteriorate. I intend to see that I enjoy every minute of that time so that means a lot of sex. I know Tim will fuck me silly any chance he gets, but I’ve also enjoyed you and want to keep on doing so, I reckon Tim will be close behind me, if not in front, and believe me when I tell you that Pat can hold her own, or anybody else’s, when given the chance.”

“So, are you prepared to come into a house of debauchery, there will be no half measures, it will be sex on demand and you of course will be able to do your own demanding?”

We moved Jean and her husband in over the next few days and guess who got her in bed first, not me, Pat.

I spent the night pleasuring Granny.

Date: March 1972

Jeans husband died following another stroke so for two or three days the mood of the house was low. Things got back to normal when Jean came into the kitchen one morning in the nude and asked who would be first, I was, and she never did get breakfast, or lunch.

We had an idyllic life. All the sex and love you could handle, and although we were always together we never argued over anything.

We took holidays to warm countries in winter and loafed about our own house and grounds in summer especially round the pool, although the rule was still no sex outside the house, you never knew who might be watching.

Jean turned out to be a real sex fiend once she had no worries. One of her inventions was to conspire with Pat to put me through a bondage session every so often. The one I liked the most involved strapping me to a chair and then taking it in turns to arouse me. They would then mount me and ride me until I almost came, but then stop for a short while. This would be repeated until either they became so sore that they could no longer take my cock or I was unable to produce any more cum juice.

Mind you, with all the fun I was having with soft bouncy breasts and erect nipples I wasn’t about to complain at the treatment I was receiving.

After they’d done that I was invited to take retribution, if I had the strength!

One day I had, I did, and Jean learned all about anal sex. It took the whole of the day for her to experience a large chunk of me inside her anal canal, but I had been in no rush, I wanted her to really enjoy the experience and be amenable to more of the same. It became obvious that she most definitely was.

Another reason for the length of time was that I kept getting distracted by other bits of her body. I learned later that Granny had warned Jean that I would probably have her backside fairly soon because she was asking me not to do it to her as often anymore and she knew I’d got a taste for it now and I’d already said I couldn’t contemplate trying Pat in that way.

Date: June 1978

Granny and I did have sex almost every day, until she passed away at the far too early age of 73, after a heart attack following a fall from a bicycle. She had obviously loved me more than a little. She left the whole of her estate to me, her house alone was worth over six million on the open market, and there was a great deal of money plus other financial arrangements. I was a seriously wealthy man.

I would much rather that Granny was around, even if we’d never had another sexual encounter. She was the most wonderful person I ever knew and did more to shape me as a person than anyone else did.

I moved into what had been Granny’s bedroom and Pat moved in with me. I was tired of having to go visiting either her or Jean whenever I felt in need of sex during the night, mind you, in view of the amount I got during the day it didn’t happen all that often. The end result was that Jean sometimes came and visited us.

When Pat moved in with Granny and me she’d written to Alice and made sure that she knew her new address, so she was beside herself with joy when she got a letter telling her that she was now living in Australia, was married, and had just given birth to a daughter, so Pat was now a grandmother.

The letter contained Alice’s telephone number. Pat rang Alice immediately and it took a long time to prise them apart. (The bill for that call was astronomical but it was worth every penny just to see the happy smile and gleam in her eyes). I knew that it would be no more than a few days before she was telling us that she wanted to go and see her daughter and granddaughter. To celebrate the news, Jean and I took our new Granny to bed, so I am still happily pleasuring Granny.

Three weeks later Pat flew to Melbourne, It was two months before we saw her again, but what a reunion that was. She had really enjoyed being with her real family, but her having to be celibate for that length of time was not easily endured and by hell did we have to make up for her abstinence.

Date: August 1982

Jean had spent a great deal of time searching through ‘contact’ magazines for, as she put it, ‘soul mates’. People like us who think and feel as we do! I wasn’t so sure this was a good idea, but she wanted to look, so she did. She struck ‘gold’, and I do mean ‘gold’. It had taken her about three months to find what she wanted but the time did seem to have been well spent.

She had found a married couple who wanted to ‘expand their horizons’, but in a limited, and of course safe, fashion. She: 32, 5ft.8ins, 8st 10lbs slim body, auburn hair, 36-24-36. He: 6ft, 12st 6lbs, slim & fit.

Over the next month some details were exchanged. It was a slow process, as all mail had to go through the magazine’s post box system to ensure security of personal addresses. She was the personal assistant to the MD of an electronics company and He was a building maintenance manager for a housing association.

Telephone numbers were exchanged and things began to move. They said that they were quite happy with their sex life with each other, but she had been looking at some porn that he had obtained, and she ended up desperately wanting to experience lesbian sex. He was all for it as long as he could watch and if this meant finding a couple as ‘swinging partners’ then so be it (I’ll bet he was salivating at that possibility!)

They had been looking for a couple who were ‘clean and discreet’ and had had no luck. Lots of response but nothing they fancied chancing their luck on. What was nice was that they were in the same region of the country as ourselves so travel would not be a problem for them and it was certainly not a concern for us.