Chapter 3 -Rosemary’s secret
At Norton House everything was discreet and the tenants very nice and pleasant. One thing I did learn was that all the residents changed inside out, so to speak.
When going out, one would think they were just ordinary middle-class oldies. Inside however, they all dressed and acted as they perceived when they were in their prime and with style and grace. It was fantastic.
Rosemary was a good example. I was guessing she was around 65, buxom and good looking with great legs. On Tuesday last week, she asked me if I could find her help her with a ‘delicate’ situation’.
Blushing, she mentioned that whilst her husband left her quite ‘well off’, she had been surfing the net and found what she described as ‘ intimate desires mature chat room’ and had struck up a friendship with a couple who had sent her some ‘nice videos’ and they wanted some of her.
‘The problem is Robert, is that I cannot film myself, can I? Would you be a love and do it for me…? I am desperate because for the first time in my life, I have found someone who shares my long-term but sadly unfulfilled interest in what I now believe is called ‘water sports’’
I was intrigued, so when having a sherry in her apartment, I asked how her interest in water sports was triggered.
‘Well, Robert, I was about 12 and in boarding school when I discovered masturbation. But the difference was that unlike other girls, I had, and still have, a big bladder, rather like my clitoris – believe me it was embarrassing at the time. Well, one day, I was lying enjoying the sun in a field and started daydreaming of the usual stuff. I was really horny and as no one was around, I took off my knickers and started getting a little stiffy, so to speak …as I was coming, I had this massive urge to pee urgently, so just let it gush out which triggered the most fantastic orgasm.’
She added that she continued with her fetish on her own for many years as she thought she was a freak and not something that ladies should enjoy.
‘You know Robert, this is the first time I have truly found someone like me and I intend to enjoy it. So, will you help me, please?’
What could I say, but yes? Arriving that evening, Rosemary opened the door dressed not too dissimilar to that of young public-school girl. Simple blouse covering a pair of ripe 36 DD melons finished with a flared light brown skirt stretched over her sexy belly and finishing about 2 inches below the knee.
‘Go through to the living room, Robert. I have set up the basics, so to speak, but we need to get run through how we will film this….I am just going to have a drink, would you like a beer?’
Bringing me and herself a generous pint of larger, she added ‘Robert, whilst I am not now embarrassed in acknowledging my ‘kink’ so to speak, this is the first time anyone has seen me do it. The last thing I want is to feel is humiliated. So, if what I am about to do is going to make you feel uneasy, please say so now and we will forget all about it.’
‘What, Rosemary, I share your interest in a small way but have never ever met a lady who likes it as well. So no, I won’t be embarrassed….more like excited. Shall we have another pint?