So now, work was no longerthe pleasure it once was, now merely a source of income.Christopher and Linda had lived in the same house for the last fifte...nyears. It was a four bed roomed bungalow with a double garage and a nicegarden in a rather nice estate a few miles from the city centre. Thishouse had many of the features one would expect from a top of the rangemodern house. It was also in immaculate condition because they never hadany children. Really, it was far too large for just the two of. I could have worked out the pitches in my head for I was very good at trigonometry, but that wasn't necessary as they were marked on the parts drawing.What this did for me though was to get me introduced to each of the machinists whose work we checked. Especially when I was going round with George there was much laughter between him and the men. He constantly informed them that they should be like him and bow and scrape when I approached, because one day I might be heading the whole enterprise. Suzanne said, "Balderdash! True, I used to get more attention, but that's because of how I dressed and how you dressed. People thought you were a fuddy-duddy because you dressed in fuddy-duddy clothes. Now, things are changing; you're turning into a sexy fashion queen. Just look at how your son can't keep his eyes off you, or his hands and lips off you!"Susan grinned shyly just a little bit. "Well, that's true, I guess." Sure it is! Now, as far as those naked people go, don't worry about that.. I get aroused, stimulated, horny, and want more and more sex – and that’s good. I love watching other people having sex. I want to fuck all the time. It’s crazy I know, but I do. I like being watched. It puts a special zip into my lovemaking, I think. I see the others and it makes me want to be with them and please them as they please me. It makes it more fun, more loving, and more erotic. My orgasms are more intense, and that’s really good. I’ve reached the point where I know that sooner or.