Shady Rest

By S L Hendrickson

Agnes thought she was a young woman trapped in an old woman’s body. She moved into Shady Rest a senior retirement complex after the death of her husband. It was a sexless marriage, and she thought that she was past the age of wanting a man until she meets Mark. He sees her as a sexy older woman. She also meets the Red Hat Ladies a group of senior women who have a unique way to satisfy their sexual desires. Agnes is determined to be the biggest whore at Shady Rest. Authors note none of the characters are related.

• Language: English
• Publisher: S L Hendrickson
• Release date: May 20, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463947111

S L Hendrickson

After serving in the Army, I earned a B.A. Degree. I've worked many different jobs: Security Guard, Printing Press Operator, and Loan Processor. I know write full time mostly erotic fiction also science fiction. Sometimes I combine the two. I live and write in Phoenix, Arizona.

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SHADY REST

S.L. HENDRICKSON

Smashwords Addition

Copyright 2019 All Rights Reserved

They say you are as young as you feel, but it‘s odd if you feel young, but are trapped in an old woman’s body. Agnes was thinking that as she waited for the physical therapist.

She had fallen getting out of the bathtub, something that could happen to young person, but it made her feel old and helpless. The facility, a senior living complex, put in grab bars, which made her feel even older. She had moved there because she didn’t want to be alone after her husband passed away. The facility had a skilled nursing unit and assisted living. The section where she lived had independent and retirement apartments. The facility advertised an active lifestyle for older adults. They didn’t use the word senior anymore.

The physical therapy area in the hospital was filled with exercise equipment, tables, and had the smell of disinfectant and ligament. She was sitting on the edge of a long table in shorts and pullover top. Three other people were having their weekly treatments. A young man, with blond hair, walked in carrying a chart.

Oh, what an Adonis. I could just eat him up.

He was wearing very tight shorts, a body shirt showing off his tanned, muscular, arms.

Hi, I’m Mark; I see we had a little fall.

Yes, it wasn't very serious, she replied.

Do you have any pain?

Just a little.

Please, get on your back; I want to check your range of motion.

Yes, mount me. Oh stop, you are seventy, old enough to be his grandmother, and shouldn’t be having these thoughts.

In the next few minutes, he had her lifting the legs, and getting on her side moving her leg back and forth. He touched her hip and the back of the leg, but purely clinical. Her husband was not creative, never wanting to try anything new in the bedroom only wanting the missionary position. Their sex life had always been just adequate. When they first got married, it was once a week and as the years went on it became less frequent even going several years at one point. She was a trophy wife. Her function was to maintain the home and to be presented at parties and company functions. She was attractive and thin and was expected to be the good wife and never ask for anything.

He had her leg over his shoulder and was moving it back very slowly.

I wonder if he can smell how wet I am how much I want him.

Your range of motion is fine.

He was inches from her.