Summer At the R.C. (open for men)

slippedhalo

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IC: Jenna is on vacation, visiting her grandparents at their retirement community. It would be cool, pools a beach, a movie theatre, lots of shopping, sports facilities...except there's no one around under the age of fifty. Only window washers, janitorial staff and the occasional nurse are even remotely young but they're all over thirty-five and she's just turned eighteen and wants to have fun. Jenna feels like this is a prison masquerading as paradise.

She goes to the beach, by now the shock of seeing 'old' people everywhere is starting to wear off for her and she is just doing her own thing to keep from going crazy from boredom. Dirty old perverted men keep staring at her in her bikini. She knows they find her good looking. She was always told she was a beautiful girl, now, it seems she is the most beautiful girl on the island, being that she's the only one not yet suffering the effects of gravity or wrinkles.

OOC:
Jenna Lindstrom
Age: 18
Reddish blond hair, blue eyes, 36C breasts, flat stomach, round, frim ass, long legs, weaxed pussy.


NEEDED, A PERVERTED OLD MAN OR TWO, MAYBE A JANITOR OR ISLAND STAFF MEMBER -TO STALK JENNA, TRY FLIRTING WITH HER, ECT BUT EVENTUALLY TO FOrCE HER INTO SEXUAL SITUATIONS.
 
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Francis Lemanski

http://www.bmuschool.org/traditional_art/Edited_Pics/Old_Anime_Guy.jpg

Francis had always been a ladies man, in his mind at least. He had done very well for himself in his youth, and even now at 56 he was still lusted after by all of the female residents at the retirement resort he served as activities director for.

None of these old bats held a candle to the young vision of beauty who had recently flown in, to visit her grandparents. Jenna was young, very young. 18 years of age made her just old enough to lust after with abandon. Naturally Francis knew he was far older than her but still had to try. When she was on the beach sunning herself, he saw his opportunity to make a move.

“You know, the sun can be brutal out here.” He smiled, standing over her in the tropical print shirt and khaki cargo shorts that served as the uniform for resort employees. “You might want to put some lotion on, even if you’re trying to get a tan. The lobster look is out this year.” Francis chuckled at his own joke, hoping that he might succeed in breaking the ice with this nubile, young vision
 
Tony Stephens

Tony
age-42
ht-6'2"
Tony was a maintainance man of massive proportions and had been employed on this resort for quite some time now but everywhere he saw he could see old men and women walking around the island.
Being 42 he was still crazy for sex and the time he first saw Jenna on this island who had come now to meet her grandparents he knew he wanted to screw this beauty really badly.He quitely followed her around and when he saw her going to the lake he quitely went in her cabin on pretence of checking the fittings and installedcameras all around the bedroom, bathroom ad changing room.
e returned to the beach smilling to himself and saw the manager Francis standing near Jenna
 
LitShark said:
Francis had always been a ladies man, in his mind at least. He had done very well for himself in his youth, and even now at 56 he was still lusted after by all of the female residents at the retirement resort he served as activities director for.

None of these old bats held a candle to the young vision of beauty who had recently flown in, to visit her grandparents. Jenna was young, very young. 18 years of age made her just old enough to lust after with abandon. Naturally Francis knew he was far older than her but still had to try. When she was on the beach sunning herself, he saw his opportunity to make a move.

“You know, the sun can be brutal out here.” He smiled, standing over her in the tropical print shirt and khaki cargo shorts that served as the uniform for resort employees. “You might want to put some lotion on, even if you’re trying to get a tan. The lobster look is out this year.” Francis chuckled at his own joke, hoping that he might succeed in breaking the ice with this nubile, young vision

Jenna startled at first as she heard a voice and opened her eyes to see who it was, one of the workers. She smiled politely up at him. "I have lotion. But, thanks for the warning." she said turning onto her stomach to tell him with her body language to leave her alone. So many 'friendly' old fogies around the place trying to give her advice all the time, were getting on her nerves.
 
Francis

Jenna turned over dismissively, allowing Francis ample opportunity to check out Jenna's glorious ass. He looked back at the janitor who was watching them. Francis needed to think fast, otherwise he didn't know if ow when he might have another shot at a beauty such as this.

"Oh, um, well, that's good." Francis stammered, longng to touch her soft golden skin, "Surely there is something we can do to make your stay more comfortable."

Francis looked back at the maintenance man, Tony and shot him a look of desperation, implying the need for some backup. Francis slowly lowered himself to sit on the sand beside Jenna, gently placing his hand on the small of her back.
 
Jenna jumped at the touch of this stranger on her back. "What are you doing?" she asked, turning to look at him.
 
“Oh don’t mind me miss,” Francis smiled disarmingly, “My joints aren’t what they used to be, I need a little support when I sit down.” Francis quickly removed his hand from her soft inviting flesh.

“I didn’t come all the way out here just to advise you about the sun,” Francis began, changing tactics slightly. “It seems that your grandmother has misplaced her wedding ring down the dining hall sink. I got the maintenance man to unhook the plumbing,” Francis nodded in Tony’s direction, “but neither of our arms are thin enough to reach into the pipe. We were hoping you might be willing to help your poor old grandma and a couple of old timers out with this.” Francis beamed, hoping that she would believe his fabrication and follow him somewhere more secluded.
 
"Oh no, really? That's terrible. Of course I'll help." said Jenna. "
I'm sorry I was so rude earlier." said Jenna sitting up and gathering her sunning blanket as she rose to help the men out, letting them lead her to the dining hall.
 
If I may

Sam was unemployed when his buddy Tony had let him know about an opening for a window washer at the retirement community he worked at. The job didn't sound that great, but neither was being 40, divorced and unemployed. So he figured what the hell. He applied for and got the job. He wasn't to thrilled about looking at all the wrinkled old ladies all day and wondered what he'd do in his spare time. Then she showed up. Tony had told him tshe was there visiting her grandparents and her name was Jenna. "Maybe the job won't be so bad." he thought as he watched her head to the beach in her little bikini.
 
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Matthew Abrhams had nowhere left to work, a very succesful resident at a local hospital, he was shocked when he was let go, so what, it was just some guys lung. Living in the same town as the retirment community he got a job as a doctor for the retirment community, one of the youngest there at age 29 his blonde hair and youthful appearnce didn't blend in well with the aging men and women at the retirement community. He had nothing to do so he was in a white T-shirt and black jeans walking along the peir, leaning out over it he saw a younge girl, they'd talked breifly, he was there to check her grandmothers medicine the same time she was over, but he never really noticed her beuaty until just now. He walked over. "I'm sorry miss, are these men bothering you at all?" Putting on his sterotypical doctor polite face.
 
OOC: Last two posters, you're welcome to join, but I am only looking for male characters over 35.
 
Francis smiled warmly as he held his hands up, needing Jenna's help to get back up. "It's quite alright miss. My name is francis." Francis couldn't believe his luck, she bought it. He turned and winked at Tony, the handyman, as he began leading her toward the big empty dining hall, guiding her by a hand placed just between her shoulder blades.
 
Rueben Bond

" Godamn beast"

I all but kicked the water heater this time, damn thing never wanted to work right. Thing was ancinet, almost as ancient as me and I worked here. Been going on, say, 25 years now. Hear I am, pushing 60, and cleaning up after people my own god damn age. Its alright , I was planning on retiring here anyway in a few years so I can be one of the pervereted lazy bastards that hung around here.

Like Francis, that old dog. Heh, had some good times with that buzzard. Like that time, what was it, 10 years ago, when we took old Emmy May's granddaughter out to the gazebo and buggered her all afternoon. And despite all her crying and carrying on, that girl kept coming back to dutifully visit her ma. Good girl she was. But she always left crying.

Good time , good times.

I was in the kitchen in the back of the dining room trying to fix the 'behemoth' as I liked to call it when I saw Francis trying to lead some waif back here. Shit, girl was barely legal. Think I'll just hide back and see if the buzzard's up to no good. And if he is, I'll see if the ole black snake wants to wake up.

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Rueben Bond
janitor at the community.. 58 years old.. grey hair..black man, developing a pot belly, has worked there for years, lives in a tiny 3 room shack secluded on the ground

hope this is okay?
 
we follow the girl into the room and i whisper to Francis "Well boss she is really a hot piece of cake i just can't wait to get inside her panties" but carefull enough the girl could not hear us
 
Once inside the dining hall Jenna looked around, not seeing her grandma anywhere. "What'd she leave to go get gramps?" she asked in the quiet, darkened dining hall, it was empty at this time of day and her voice bounced off the walls. She turned to Francis, she wasn't sure why but an uneasy feeling came over her. "Are you sure she needs my help?" she asked.
 
"Oh yes she does" i chime in and ask you to follow me to the toilet where her ring is
 
"Se lost it in the bathroom sink? I thought it was in the kitchen helping out." said Jenna shrugging and following the maintenence man who arrived just in time to have heard Jenna's question. Francis, and two workers led her to the back of the place where the restrooms were. Jenna had an odd feeling there were other people around too, watching them, but why? It was just an old lady's wedding ring. She rolled her eyes thinking these old farts must have absolutely boring lives if this was exciting to them.
 
I thought she was in the kitchen, helping out...

Francis kicked his friend Tony in the shin, giving him a stern glare that seemed to say 'Let me do the talking, you're the brawn part of this team.' Francis returned his eyes to Jenna, ressuming his guise of dottering old fool.

"Oh oh, yes of course, the bathroom. You see she was on her way to help out in the kitchen and took her ring off to wash her hands, that's when she dropped it."

He noticed that his latest catch was drawing quite a crowd of his old mischief buddies. He waived a hand behind his back subtly, urging them to lay low until the trap was fully set. He, Tony and Jenna walked over to the bathroom sink.

"Well there it is, let's see if your arm can fit."
 
The bathroom was cold compared to the hot, sunny weather outside, Jenna, in her bikini got gooseflesh as she entered the bathroom, her nipples projecting through the fabric of her bikini top. She looked into the sink and reacher her fingers into the drain, feeling around for a circular metal object. "I...don't...know. I don't....think...I feel...anything..." she was saying as she bent over the sink, sliding her fingers around the inside of the drain.
 
With Jenna distracted and her unbelievable ass jutting out, Francis waived his buddy Ruben in. The three old men surrounded their sexy, half-naked prey. Francis had done the groundwork so the first touch of her soft creamy skin was his. He crept up behind Jenna and firmly grabbed the back of her neck pinning her face against her arm, rendering her immobile. His left hand cupped and squeezed her beautiful round ass.

“Mmmm this one is definitely ripe!”
 
getting the signal i swiftly move towards the door blocking theway of escape for our cute young prey!
 
Francis moved his hands all over her body, sliding them into the sink to caress her breasts. She struggled against him but he just pushed her neck against her own arm harder, limiting her air as well as keeping her arm trapped in the drain.

"Do you think you can just flaunt things as fine as these around in front of men like us and think we'll do nothing? We're old, but we're not dead... though some of my less used appendages seem to have caught rigamortis."
 
knowing what you were about to do i carefully step out of the range of my camera as i wanted to tape the whole thing as per our plan and i would then blackmai her to stay here or visit here as per our convenience
 
Jenna is shocked as she is pinned against the sink. The previously sweet old men all turning sinister as they looked at her, thier smiles perverted and hungry. She could feel Francis's bulge poking against her ass and she froze in fright. She was still a virgin. This was not how she imagined her first time would be.
 
I speak out
"Heyboss i know you like asses you can have that cherry but her vaginal cherry is mine if she has it" i speak out laughing
 
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