We have a good community spirit at Landside and just so I don't get to be a recluse I like to go to the various functions held for, and by the local over sixty committee - of which I have now been officially made chairperson .and I look forward to the weekly events like Bingo and a monthly fish and chip quiz night and the like.
We also have our own amateur dramatic society, and it is always great fun. Nothing is taken too seriously and always we forget our lines, which makes it all the more funny and there are always roars of laughter from a multitude of visitors from local organisations for the elderly, and we get a few younger people come to see us too.
.That is how I became acquainted with Helen. She did the prompting and said I always made her laugh the most.
She, like me, is round about sixty five and I was not expecting at our age anything more than just a friendly companionship, when she invited me around to her flat to look at her family photographs.
She lost her husband about five years back and said he was sorely missed, that I reminded her of him.
After one or two visits - and she visiting me in my flat also, the games we played like chess and the like became standard, but one evening, after a while she smiled at me so warmly - I could tell she had something on her mind, just the way she had been in deep thought, I was getting to know Helen very well - and then quite openly, she asked if I would like to 'partake in anything else?'
Not quite knowing what she had in mind I asked her - and her smile was so very sweet and daunting, the slight brush of her cheek against mine was so warm and the feel of her small hand resting on my thigh; sort of gave me the impression that she had something quite different in mind and much more intimate.
But who would have thought Helen would want that. But those eyes told me she did; "It has really been so long since David and I ... well you know, and as I said before; you do so very much remind me of him. Alex"
Sitting there and feeling her warmth as she closed to me, the gentle touch of her kisses brushing all over my cheeks and then my lips, made me feel quite different towards her.
Only a while ago she was simply a friend, okay she was a female friend but I thought never in a month come Sundays would she be interested in anything more than just company.
For an older woman her kisses were just as fiery as I remember the last woman I was with called Cynthia., who was ten years my junior and who had decided to leave me for another her age, well that was fair enough, she had her life to lead and we both came to a mutual agreement, and from that time on I assumed my sex life was over and decided to settle for the sweet and sometimes erotic memories of how it was with sweet Cynthia.
But then it was as if a miracle had struck my being and as I felt Helen's hands begin to explore I wanted to do the same, she was sweet and charming, spoke with a very enduring voice which presently were whispers, as I realised just how much she was enjoying me presence.
"I shall get some cake and tea" she announced quite suddenly and it really felt like she was really tantalizing me, she must have known I was getting fired up by my kisses, which were a little on the 'French' side and she was enjoying them as much as I - and there was something else too which was surprising me starting to grow in my corduroys - had she noticed? Is that why she said she would get refreshment, that she really didn't want anything more than just the comfort of an innocent hug or two?
I was thinking trust me to mess it up, it wouldn’t have been the first time I had misjudged the needs of a woman were most times more than simply of a sexual nature, that a woman likes a bit of romance thrown in. But thinking about it; she’d initiated this, and I guess the romance was there sure enough, all the times we had spent together playing board and card games and the sweet conversation,
But I needn't have been concerned because almost straightaway, returning with the refreshment, she continued that her David always insisted on refreshment before!
So I contented myself in just relaxing in anticipation of how it would be after refreshment, looking at Helen in a completely different way now and then realizing how stupid I had been before in not noticing just how attractive she was for someone her age, her slim curvy figure and legs like a thirty year old and a carriage to die for, everything was happening then and I crossed my legs to control a budding girth which was trying to get out like it had been inactive for so very long.
But all the time I was thinking; be gentle Alex, you don't really know this woman that much, she may not like it bold and to the point, lots of women wanted the gentler wooing first.
And I thought I knew women! Helen proved to me that I didn't; and when they had something on their mind woe-betide if you left them in the lurch.