Kassie and the Elders (Closed for bankbabe1313)

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“She should be coming soon, Gianni.”

“In about five minutes or so, Stan,” replied Gianni as his friend took a seat next to him on the front porch of the Lakeview Manor Seniors Residence. “Bill better hurry or he’ll miss her.”

Bill Scanlon, at seventy-two, was the oldest of the three friends, but still robust at his age. A retired technical artist, he rented a three-room suite at the Lakeview. He was the tallest of them as well, standing at just a fraction above six feet. He moved to the residence a year after his wife passed away; he didn’t want to spend his time fixing meals and taking care of the house.

Gianni Bellavista, age sixty-nine, was also a widower. He was a retired contractor, short at five-foot-seven, but stocky and still muscular. He has a two-room apartment and works out for an hour in the residence exercise room every day.


Stan Smith, aged seventy, knew he’d never want to keep house, so he moved into a two-room unit at Lakeview Manor the day he retired from the Navy. He never married; said he never met the right woman. But he did admit to meeting many of the ‘wrong’ ones in all the ports he visited. Five-ten and a bit paunchy, he still had an eye - and hopes - for yet another wrong woman.

And then there’s “she,” the young woman who passes by every day on her way to and from work. The three men don’t know much about her, not even her name, except that she’s pretty and well built. She moved into the small cottage next to the residence at the beginning of the summer. Bill was the first to notice her, and he and his friends took to watching her walk by at the end of the day. After a week or so they began to wave, and she waved back from the sidewalk about a hundred feet from the porch. Shouted ‘hello’ and smiled as well. And on weekends, whether intentional or not, she gave the boys a treat. They’d be out sitting on the side porch watching her gardening in her shorts and pretty revealing tops or ogling her as she sunbathed in a bikini.

She must have known they were eyeing her, and didn’t seem to mind it. Maybe she even enjoyed it, they thought - and hoped. And she was so sweet and friendly as well.

But now summer was coming to an end, and the prospect of her gradually fading from their sight as the weather grew colder and the days shorter was starting to leave them a bit dispirited. Her presence had made life at the manor more bearable; the residence was pretty good, but management ran it as a pretty tight ship, including a ban on private meetings between the male and female residents. At least the girl next door gave the three friends something real to fantasize about, a real girl, not the images on the internet porn sites.
 
“Hello, honey.” It was intentional. A test or a probe, if you will. Bill said it warmly, but would she be offended? Would she like it? Or would she just be amused by an old man’s typical greeting to a waitress or such. He paused a moment to gauge her reaction.

“My name’s Bill,” he continued. “This guy here is my friend, Stan. We’re two of the guys who’ve been waving to you every afternoon.”

They had come almost all the way over to her backyard from the side porch of the residence, and that was a risk. Management didn’t want the residents to bother the neighbors; they even wouldn’t let them off the property for fear of there being some sort of trouble.

“We’ve really enjoyed seeing you, and your little waves and hellos,” Bill continued. “We don’t get to see many younger folks except the staff, and they’re all business, not rude, but not friendly. The only other younger people we get to see are the occasional volunteers, and they’re either Boy Scouts looking to earn a merit badge or missionaries trying to get us to join their religion. It’s a real pleasure to see an attractive young woman like you.”

He paused a moment.

“And now, with Fall coming on with cold weather, we won’t get to see much of you, so we thought it would be nice to introduce ourselves before winter set in and we’d have no chance of seeing you.”

He turned and looked over to the porch.

“That’s Gianni over there. He stayed behind to be our lookout. Ms. Hanlon - she’s the day manager - is very strict about the residents staying away from the neighbors. We’ll, at any rate, we were hoping to find out your name and to let you know how much we appreciate seeing you and how friendly you are. Thanks so much.”

As he spoke, he savored to view of the woman in her gardening dress, and, from the corner of his eye, he could see that Stan was equally enjoying the closer view of their lovely neighbor.
 
Bill was a bit surprised when Kassie declared she wanted to meet Gianni too, and strated walking up the slight slope to the residence side porch. Stan immediately looked worried, but Bill agreed and joined the woman up to the porch.

He introduced her to Gianni, who was polite and friendly, but kept looking over his shoulder to the hallway beyond the porch doors. Bill and Stan both motioned for Kassie to take a seat; she insisted they sit, and. To the surprise of all three men, she cheerfully sat on Bill’s lap.

“It’s a good facility,” Stan explained. “Yes, it’s on the upscale side. Fine dining, not like most seniors’ residences, and spacious rooms. But they’re very strict. As Bill said, they don’t want us bothering the neighbors or misbehaving at all inside and out.”

“Yes,” Gianni added. “We’d really be in trouble if they found us here with you.”

“Don’t worry about it, Kassie,” Bill said as he placed his hand on her hip to indicate she should stay where she was. “Gianni will warn us if he sees anyone coming.”

Bill was enjoying the feel of Kassie on his lap, A young soft but firm backside warm on his thighs - that was something he hadn’t felt for a long time, and he wasn’t about to give it up.

His friends got an unexpected pleasure as well when a gust blew her sundress up and gave them a good view of her smooth, firm thighs and a peek at her yellow string bikini.

“We are allowed visitors,” Stan began, “but we don’t really have any one to visit us. No families to speak of.”

“And visitors have to be arranged in advance with management.” added Gianni. “They allow visiting between two in the afternoon and ten at night. Earlier on weekends. And chatting is nice.”

Bill was trying to keep his organ from stiffening, but it was difficult. He hoped she wouldn’t notice his erection pressing against her bum.

“Okay, Kassie,” he said, trying to keep his mind -and hers - off what was happening. “I have a question, if it’s not too personal.”

He paused a moment and then continued.

“You’re a very attractive and personable young woman, but you live alone and we haven’t seen you go out on a date with anyone. If it would be too personal, don’t feel you have to talk about it. And, of course, you can ask us anything about ourselves. We’d be happy to tell all.”
 
“We get some,” Ed responded. “Mostly Boy Scouts looking for Merit Badges and missionaries looking for converts to their religions. We’d love to have someone like you come to volunteer or just chat. There’s rooms where we could get together, like the library or the game room.”

Ed noticed that Kassie either didn’t notice his hard-on or didn’t care about it. And either way, he gave him the opportunity to shift a bit so his bulge was right between her butt cheeks. His friends noticed that the strap on her dress had fallen off her shoulder. It didn’t expose much of her breast, nothing at all like they’d see on porn sites, but this was real, not a distant image. That little glimpse of side boob was better than anything on a screen for them.

Ed didn’t get that view, but he was doing better with his cock getting harder by the minute feeling the warmth of the woman’s bottom. And more: he slowly slid his hand from her hip around her waist until his fingers and palm were spread over her abdomen. He knew he was taking a big chance with that move, but the opportunity was irresistible.

Before she even had the chance to react to his advance, Gianni gave an urgent warning.

“Quick!” he exclaimed. “Hanlon’s on her way.”

Ed lifted Kassie from his lap and quickly ushered her around the back of the building.

“Ms. Hanlon’s the day manager and very strict,” he explained as he led her further along, his arm around her waist. “If she found you sitting here with us without checking in at the office, she’d never let you volunteer.”

He guided her into a doorway and signaled for her to keep quiet.

“Gianni will let us know when the coast is clear,” he whispered, drawing her a little closer to his side and hoping Gianni wouldn’t be calling too soon.

Meanwhile on the side porch, Ms. Peggy Hanlon was demanding to know where Ed was, since the three of them were always out together. Stan stalled, making sure Ed had enough time to hide away with Kassie in case Hanlon went looking for him. Finally Gianni answered her.

“You know how it is with us oldsters,” he said, “so, if you couldn’t figure it out from Stan, I’ll say it straight: Ed’s gone to take a piss. There, are you satisfied?”

He and Stan held back their laughter until the manager had gone inside to return to her office.
 
The excitement of hiding with a young and pretty woman had already added to Ed’s arousal, but when she knelt down to hide better and gave him a great view of her cleavage, his cock started to strain against his pants.

“Yes, Kassie,” he whispered, “keep low until the coast is clear.”

Her head was next to his stiffening organ, and the thoughts that ran through his mind made his cock almost tear through the cloth that imprisoned it. Instinctively his hand went to her head, fingers in her hair, and pressed her to his thigh, with her cheek against his aroused bulge. His breath grew quicker as his fingers began gently, almost imperceptibly, massaging the side of her neck.

“I’ll tell you when it’s safe for us to go back,” he breathed as he continued to ogle her half-bared breasts draped in the soft, clinging cotton of her sun dress.
 
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“You’re doing fine, Kassie,” Ed whispered back as he watched Stan give him the all clear signal.

He should have headed back right there and then, but it felt too good having Kassie’s cheek pressing against his clothed hard-on. He decided to wait a few minutes more. But he didn’t wait passively; his hand softly petted her hair as he whispered to her.

“Just stay calm,” he cautioned in a low voice.

But he didn’t really mean it; he was ogling her nearly-exposed breast as her chest heaved with the tension of the situation. He wondered - no, more so he hoped - if the excitement was also arousing her sexually. He saw her nipple had stiffened, poking against the thin cloth of her sun dress.

“Okay, sweetheart,” he said in a low voice. “The coast is clear now.”

As he helped her to stand he drew her close to him and gave her a hug.

“That was good work, Kassie, and a little bit of fun. It was exciting hiding out together like that.”

He gave her a friendly, but warm, kiss on the forehead and then led her back towards his friends.
 
“That’s so nice of you,” declared Gianni. “I’d love to see you in a white peasant blouse and red flowing skirt, like the country girls did back in Italy. There was colorful embroidery all over, and the sleeves were far off the shoulders.”

He slipped his arm lightly around her waist as she sat on his lap, the warmth of her bottom warming his groin.

He thought of how hot it would be to see so much skin, so much cleavage on a real girl sitting with him. Much better even than a naked girl on a computer screen.

“That sounds hot,” exclaimed Stan. “It’s still summer for a couple of weeks. I’d love to see you in denim shorts. Really short shorts. Shorts that show off those beautiful legs of yours.” He paused. “With a thin blouse that you’d tie up to show off you’re middle. If that’s not too much to ask.’

Bill smiled. “We’re asking for a lot,” he observed, “and I think Kassie is really a wonderful girl for being willing to consider dressing for us.”

He turned to Kassie.

“So, what I’d like you to wear is . . . well, you know we think you’re very pretty and have a lovely body, so, I’d like you to pick something that you like, that’ll show us how lovely you are. I’d be delighted if you decided to show off for us in whatever outfit you like.”

The trio waited for Kassie to decide, and while she thought about it, Gianni let his hand fall from her waist to rest softly on her thigh.
 
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