Me and Paul. No No NO!When we had a path for the car to get out to the street - which wasn't much use because the plows wouldn't get there for two mor... days - Paul offered to help me with the generator. My husband had showed me all about the generator and where to run the extension cords so food wouldn't spoil and we could have a few lights. He had even rigged a way to hook up the gas furnace so it could turn on. So I should have said, I'll handle it. But I didn't. I didn't. I didn't.Except for. ”“I’m glad you remember our little kiss,” he said in his deep, rich voice. “I was wondering if you could join me for dinner on Friday evening.”“Friday? I’d love to.”“I see from your business card that you are located in downtown Dallas. My favorite spot is just a few blocks from your office. You could probably just walk over,” he suggested.“I’m usually finished on Fridays around 6:00. Is that too early?” she asked.“I was going to suggest 6:30.”“That would be excellent,” she told him. “Where. “Sure.” He said.We looked at him in some shock.“Hey, you have to just try things sometimes.” He said, “It was the seventies, we were doing all sorts of stuff.”“Did you like it?” Mayra asked.“I was more into his wife.” He said, “She was hot.”“Two men and one woman. Now that sounds like a good idea!” Mayra giggled.“We could do that.” Ralph said, “Couldn’t we, Tom?”I was conflicted; Mayra was mine!But of course she wasn’t.“Sure.” I said.Mayra shifted her hips, suddenly becoming more sexual.“Let’s. On an evening that Katie was working late and we were watching TV with Nikki on my lap, I asked if she wouldn't be more comfortable in her panties, the same way I had found her a couple of weeks earlier.“Nikki, sweetie, do you think you might be more comfortable in your panties? I wouldn't mind you only wearing panties.”She stayed quiet for a minute or two, thinking of what I had said before she responded.“Hmm. maybe. I'll be right back.” She jumped off and ran to her room. I held my.