It’s nothing,” I told her.“Are you ok? You look flushed,” she replied.“I’m fine, maybe just nervous,” I whispered back again.After every...ne had been seated, I took my place, introduced myself, and started my presentation. Although I avoided looking at him throughout the entire 30 minutes, I couldn’t help but wonder if he remembered me and if he was watching me. After I’d said all I could, I scanned the room waiting for questions, or better yet something to show me that I’d aced it, or at least. What if she couldn't do the job and Bob had to fire her?Ann knew that her age would be a detriment; she would be thirty-eight in January. She would be competing against twenty-somethings fresh out of college. She made a mental note to look at her resume one more time. She had brought a copy with her to the condo; thinking that she might have a chance to put the finishing touches on it. She decided to ask Bob Long to explain just what his company did before she made a decision on whether to send. "Sorry you didn't get to see me doing that? I hear men like to watch."He blinked."Of course not." He looked around for some reason. "I mean, sure, that would be interesting, but that's not why I'm here." Why are you here?" she asked."Why do you think?" he asked."I'm your husband." You want to have sex?" Her astonishment was tempered by the realization that she had goaded him into this. She said it again. "You want to have sex?" putting the emphasis on a different word."Of course I do," he said,. In spite of her modesty, Linda felt a chill of excitement rush through her. "All right," she finally said.They sat at the table and played several games, with Andy losing two times, forcing him to take off his shirt and pants. When he pulled his pants down, there was an obvious bulge in his underwear. Then his mother lost and she had to take off her top.Her face was red as she stood and unbuttoned her blouse. She slipped it off without looking at Andy. Of course she knew that he was staring and.