I maybe not be dominant but I don't see a problem in that"was my defensive answer"Well not if you don't mind people taking advantage of you!" They don...t!" again I heard the defensiveness in my voice"Oh really?" she leant back in her chair looking smug "soooo I didntinvite my self to dinner? I didn't have you prepare and cook the dinner?"she laughed "you are sooooo submissive" I'm not" I could feel my face getting hot "Well either you did all thisbecause you are submissive or..." she leant. During the evenings she would cook dinner and go home. I used to inquire about her well being and make petty conversations.I liked her cooking and complimented her. I used these opportunities to enjoy her assets, but she didn’t seem to notice. Soon we became very close and she used to tell me about all her worries. Her husband was a drunkard and he used to beat her.I tried to console her by saying some reassuring words. My job was taking up so much time and I was getting very tired. The only. He leans down to start kissing her on the lips, but at the last second stops, pulls back and looks at her and smiles, and goes to her breasts and licks each nipple making them hard.He then continues down her body kissing her belly along the way till he gets to her panties. He looks up at her and smiles, skips her panties and continues down her leg kissing the inside as he goes down. When he finishes the first side he crosses over to the other and proceeds up the other till he arrives back at. “Okay, I’ll put her on it. It’s going to drive up the cost, but if it can be done, it’ll be done.”“Thank you, my husband, thank from the bottom of my heart,” she said.“Is that all?” he said. She looked away.“Abigail? Is there something else?” he said.“Yes. It’s about the children,” she said. “Well, their fatherhood.”“Okay, and...” he said.“When my dad went to see him, he talked with him long. Dad tried to convince him to come home and accept help from all of us. Kind of bring him into the fold.