I chose not to be videographed and be in a room with partial lights.I was allotted an operator. The operator was a young lean boy in his twenties. Qui...e fanciable in his own right. He took me to a changing room. I was in jeans and Tee-shirt and thought unzipping my jeans would do. But the young man told me that they had an in-house regulation, and he asked me to be completely naked before being allowed into the room.I was really shy undressing in front of him initially, and I remained hesitant. At my age, I should know better! I continue to ponder. A retired man in his sixties probably shouldn't be behaving like this, problem is, I've never really lost the urge. If a beautiful woman makes a play for me, I just can't resist, no matter how guilty I feel about it afterwards.I arrive at the house and knock on the door. Di in a white blouse and navy flared trousers opens the door and motions me in. She's still chatting on the phone to my wife."Oh it's the plumber... I'll have to go in a. I nodded yes, and he said, "Close your eyes."I did, and his fingertips started exploring my flesh. On their journey they never lingered in one place very long, and were usually followed immediately by the touch of his lips. My breasts had become very sensitive to touch; being fondled or kneaded gently by Ellie caused instant arousal. It was no different with him; the areolas crinkled quickly, making my nipples ache with need. He worked his way down my body, avoiding all the obvious erogenous. Chris shrugged his shoulders again. "I think I look just fine," he said."Well", she huffed, "I don't like it! I'm dressed up and you show uplooking like you slept in your clothes!" A small smile crossed his face."Maybe I did," he said mischievously.A look of abject horror crossed the woman's face. "What, you've been with another woman?" she asked dumbfounded.Chris nodded. "Yeah, I have," he said. "It was great!" he added with a smile."But, but -" "But what?" he said.The woman took a deep breath.