Paul, almost overlooked among the dapper and dangerous pair, was handsome in his tux but somehow looked as uncomfortable as I felt simply standing by ...he desk, hands stuffed in his pockets. All of them turned similar looks on me as I entered. Part surprised, part proud, and part incredulous, the looks were both flattering and insulting at the same time and amused the hell out of me for some reason. Added to the tension I was already feeling, giggle fits ensued.The three males frowned in unison.. Opening the door, there stood Helen, my next-door neighbor. Standing there in only a Santa hat, red thong, red stockings both trimmed in white with red stilettos. Her hands covered each breast, protecting the nipples from the cold as she shivered.Going to the hall closet to get two comforters, I led her to the fireplace. As I spread one on the floor, Helen removed her shoes. Taking her in my arms, she kissed me on the cheek. “Todd, Merry Christmas." Then slipping the pajama top off, she let it. There had been no blouse visible at the lapels of the jacket and, the way the chest area of the jacket had been undulating, there had obviously been no bra underneath either.Yvonne had sat down in front of Carl and, crossing her legs slowly and grandly--à la Sharon Stone, flashing to him the fact that there was no covering of any kind under her skirt between Carl and Yvonne's naked pussy--she had begun to relate to him his schedule for the next two days, as she normally did, reading from her. “Morning, SkyWolf,” the sweet voice of Seraina whispered in my ear.I turned my head and found myself nose to nose with a smile and a set of laughing eyes. She rapidly kissed my cheek, speed being her defense against morning breath.My Lord! That woman brought “bright-eyed and bushy-tailed” to an absurd level. No sane person is so chipper in the morning.“No time, I gotta pee.” I touched my lips against her forehead as I clamored over her on my way to the lavatory.“Need any help?” she asked as she.