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Well over a year ago now, my parents decided to move into one of those assisted living places, or retirement homes if you will. I was a little surprised by that when they did, but after seeing the brochures and such where they’d be living, I could certainly understand why.
My folks had done very well for themselves. Dad had owned his own business (which I was now running) and had tucked away a nice tidy amount of money to retire on. And they were still pretty young too. Dad was only 61, and mom was 58 when they decided they’d had enough of urban living and had found a place that they could retire to and live the “easy life”, as dad had put it.
Unfortunately, that meant moving to South Carolina, very close to Myrtle Beach, which was about a twelve-hour drive from where my wife and I still lived. But again, I could see why they wanted to move there. They would basically have their own little bungalow, which was more of a luxury kind of place rather than the typical condominium or apartment.
They didn’t have to worry about grounds keeping obviously, as that was all done and maintained by the retirement center. In addition, there was an adjacent golf course, which was something both mom and dad enjoyed doing. So I could easily envision the two of them golfing almost every day.
Though there was also access to horseback riding, boating, as well as a number of events that were held there at the retirement center itself. They had gone there to take a look, and upon their return, had informed us that I’d be the new owner of the business going forward, and that as they say…is that.
My wife Riley and I had gone there for a very short visit over a long weekend to help them get moved in. To be perfectly honest, after seeing the place, which I felt was more like a resort than a retirement center, I was a little jealous. Already my own mind made up to try and do things as well as dad had, and eventually retire (early) in a place much like this one.
We met a few other people while there, especially as they had an open banquet for everyone on the weekends. Mom and dad’s neighbors, Aiden and Hannah, were just about the same age as my parents were give or take a few years, and had obviously already hit it off as we shared dinner together.
Aiden was in tip-top shape, even better in some respects than I was, even though I ran every day. He had a full head of bright white hair, and a deep dark tan that didn’t look like burnt toast for a change. Hannah was just as attractive looking, though she perhaps still dyed her hair blonde, though it certainly didn’t look unnatural on her. Even more surprisingly, she’d been wearing a two piece swimsuit when we first met them early that afternoon.
It certainly wasn’t a bikini or anything like that, but it was certainly cut low enough in front that I had to tear my eyes away from her obvious cleavage, something that wasn’t lost on Riley either as she even gave me a soft elbow in the ribs at one point. But we came away from dinner, and finally our visit feeling like mom and dad were certainly going to be more than happy living here. Once again…I felt a bit jealous, and even Riley mentioned that she too wouldn’t mind retiring in a place similar to this one when it was our turn to live the “easy life”.
By now, it had been a year since we’d been there for any real visit, so leaving the business in capable hands, Riley and I decided to take two weeks to go and visit mom and dad. Naturally, they were excited to see us, and certainly had plenty of room as they had a nicely furnished “guest room” just waiting for us. I was already looking forward to golfing myself, and Riley was looking forward to doing some horseback riding, something she had always wanted to do.
The first indication we got that there were some rather strange and strict rules here, was when on the second night of our stay with them, mom and dad informed us that they had a previous commitment they had made, and couldn’t get out of. Something about a special Anniversary celebration for another couple, which was a “by invite” only sort of an affair.
We had noticed early on that there was an enormous looking clubhouse that was closed off, and well fenced down near the beach. Once again, it was for “members only”, no guests allowed. And it was obviously where this particular party would be held. Riley and I didn’t think much of it, however, after all, the only people we knew besides mom and dad, were Aiden and Hannah, and even then…only in passing really.
I had to laugh when mom told us “Not to wait up,” for them, and then with a mischievous little wink, she and dad disappeared out the door together. I hadn’t seen the two of them this loving or this intimate with one another in years. Whatever magic this resort held for them, it was certainly well worth whatever cost. Riley and I had even noticed that they were both looking a lot better fit. Daily exercise for certain, along with the golfing and opportunity to swim every day, had gotten both of them in better shape and spirits by the look of things.
They’d been gone maybe about an hour, way early in the evening yet. Riley and I casually lounging around out on their private little deck drinking frozen daiquiris.
“Caleb? Did you see where mom put that photo album?” she asked me at one point.
She and mom had been looking through it earlier. Mom had been showing her a few pictures of when I had been a little boy, many of which Riley had never seen before. She wanted to look through it again, though I had no real idea where mom had kept such things, especially as I hadn’t really seen her put it away. All I had seen was her return to her bedroom, coming out moments later without it. So it had to be in there somewhere, though I was hesitant to go looking for it. I always respected my parent’s privacy, even growing up as a kid. Something I knew for sure they had both appreciated.
“It’s in mom’s room someplace,” I responded. “But I don’t feel really comfortable going in there and snooping around for it either!” I added to that.
“I’m not asking you to snoop, I’m just asking you to look for me. If you see it without snooping for it, I’d like to browse through it again.”
I figured it wouldn’t hurt to look. If I quickly spotted it, I saw no harm in retrieving it for her again. If I didn’t…then she’d just have to wait until the following day when mom was home again. I poked my head into their bedroom intending to just have a quick look-see, figuring even then I probably wouldn’t find it.
As I scanned quickly about the room, the only place it obviously could, or would be, was on the upper shelf in their closet. Which at the moment happened to be standing open. Sure enough, there it was, sandwiched between a couple of others by the looks of it. Even then, I hesitated, not sure if I should still even go in there or not, when Riley called out behind me.
“Do you see it?”
“Yeah, I see it,” I answered back, only then deciding it was no big deal to walk in and retrieve it briefly so that Riley could look through all the pictures again. After all, mom and dad would be gone all evening long, and I was fairly certain I’d have the book put back, and Riley and I in bed sound asleep long before mom and dad ever came home. They’d already proven themselves to be quite the night owls, much to my surprise.
“Sweet!” Riley responded no doubt waiting for me as I stepped further into the room heading towards the closet. I reached up, intending to lift the photo album sitting on top of that one in order to retrieve it, which I then attempted to do. But as I did, it seemed to catch or drag along the one just beneath it, which now fell off the closet shelf, down onto the floor.
Several loose photos spilling out, which I thought immediately odd, as mom had always been quite particular about organizing her photo albums. As I reached down to collect them as well as the partially opened album, which was now laying face down, I froze! My eyes held there in disbelief! And it took several moments for me to even begin to comprehend what I was looking at.
Most of them of course were of mom and dad, nude…along with several others, most of which I’d never seen before, though in a few as I continued to quickly thumb through them, showed photos of Aiden and Hannah in them as well. Likewise, in the nude, and in many of them…showing the two of them obviously, and busily engaged in several sexual situations with mom and dad.
I think I actually sat down on the floor in a state of shock as I now began to flip through several more, starting at the front of the book. To my surprise, the album was completely filled, so there were literally hundreds of photos in addition to the dozen or so loose ones that had fallen out. Obviously, mom had run out of room, and hadn’t gotten any more inserts yet.
Now in all honesty, it’s probably important that I say something here. Although I was indeed shocked by what I’d discovered here…after all, it was mom and dad, it’s not like this sort of thing would have freaked me…or Riley out for other reasons.
You see, Riley and I (though we certainly didn’t consider ourselves swingers by any means) had from time to time, “partied” with some mutual friends of ours. Not all the time mind you, just on occasion, and always with one or two other couples we knew, and never outside of that. Riley and I saw it as a way to periodically spice up our own sex-life, and with those particular close friends, there was never a fear of jealousy, or any kinds of sexually transmitted diseases getting in the way. So like I said…it’s not like seeing something like this was the thing that was shocking. It was seeing who it was.