Senior Sex

[Old Guy]

John had moved to the senior complex ten years ago after his wife passed. Now at 92 years old it had everything he wanted, his own private apartment, food and laundry service, but most of all he loved the garden. John stayed in his room all day as he wasn’t really the sociable type. The garden though, had a nice seat in a corner that was out of the way. John spent most nights after dinner out there, contemplating his life achievements. He enjoyed it because no one ever came to that same corner.
Until one evening, anyway. A lady happened to come near exploring the grounds. She noticed John sitting there and came up to introduce herself. She said her name was Joyce, and she had just moved to the complex. She was out seeing what there was to see when she happened upon John.
Now John was thinking crap, there goes my peace and quiet evenings. He told Joyce he’d been there a long time and this was the place he always sat after dinner because no one bothered him there. Joyce doesn’t get the hint and begins to talk and ask questions. John stays pretty quiet as Joyce talks about her life. It gets late and they both head to their own apartment.
The next night after dinner John is on his seat in the garden when Joyce shows up. Things go about the same, John is pretty quiet while Joyce talks. This goes on for several nights, and John figures he just may as well open up some. That night as Joyce is talking and asking questions, she asks John what one thing he misses the most from his younger days. John thinks for a bit and says “Sex”. Joyce snickers and says “Even if I put a gun to your head you couldn’t get it up.” John says “I know, but it sure would feel nice just to have someone hold it.” With that, Joyce slips her hand into John’s pants, wraps her hand around his penis, and they sit there quietly for a while.
This goes on for weeks, every night after dinner Joyce meets John in the corner of the garden and holds his penis while they chat. Then one night John is no where to be found. The next night no John either, so Joyce begins a hunt around the huge garden. She finally finds John in another hidden corner, and he’s sitting with another lady who happens to have her hand down John’s pants.
Joyce blows up and asks John what the hell does he think he’s doing. That was my nightly pecker to hold. So, what does this lady have that I don’t?
John simply replies, “Parkinson’s”.

[Masonjames]

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[alfa88]

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[jn1421]

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