Samuel Wright stood at the door of the laundry silently, watching as the children's nanny, performed an impromptu striptease. Inevitably for a man of his age, the appearance of a sweet young thing had stirred his ardour. Given his wifes lack of enthusiasm or for that matter willingness to fulfil her wifely duties of late, he'd found it hard to not fantasise about the petite young nanny.<br/><br/><br/>Although he still found his wife desireable and indeed still felt considerable lust, the fire of passion in her belly seemed to have gone out with a fizzle. Increasingly frustrated he stayed and watched, whereas not that long ago he would have closed the door or withdrawn. The at six foot two himself he was heavy built but fit from working out regularly hard in the small home gym he'd set up in the garage. Concious of his health, he'd actually gotten fitter with age and had to remind himself she was too young for him. Still watching wasn't all that bad, and if she'd not wanted an audience she'd have shut the door.<br/><br/>