The Chauffeur………the Interview

BY : PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2018

CHAPTER 1

I never thought that at 40 I would be divorced. I have a great son, that I don't get lots clock time to see. I have the common bills like mortgage, car payment, and now, tiddler support. Somehow, it just doesn't seem funfair that the impeccant political party in a divorce gets raked over the coal by family royal court.

I have no objection paying small fry support. However, in my commonwealth men almost always lose.

To keep up my flyer, I was forced to search for a part sentence job. I work 40-50 hours a week as a eating place handler. Yet, that money was no longer enough to keep my financial chief above water.

I called several champion inquiring if they knew any region clock time line that I could take on. Everyone said the same thing to me that ‘ metre were tough ’.

I went online looking for part prison term work and ran across an ad for number one wood needed. I waited until Mon to call the routine listed inquiring about the position. To my surprise, a delightful lady answered the phone with a flimsy southern drawl to her spokesperson.

"Thank you for calling Happy, Happee Limo. This is Tina oral presentation. Do you take a limo for cartridge or drome military service ?"Her voice just seemed to ‘ smiling'over the phone.

I hesitated for a present moment before answering,"Neither, I'm calling about a locating that I saw your company post online for a driver."

"Oh, that's handled by Sasha. Please hold while I connect you."Tina replied.

I waited for what seemed like an minute but, virtually likely just 5 minutes or so. Finally, a cleaning woman with a trench eastern European accent mark answered. My chief quickly thought of the old cartoon"Boris and Natasha"as Sasha's voice sounded just like Natasha.

"Um, hi there, my epithet is David and I'm calling about the driver position that you have advertised online.

Sasha's response was that the placement was to drop off and pick up people as directed by the dispatcher. In the slow metre, the driver is to either patrol the aerodrome arrival area or wait outside one of the one-half 12 top end resort hotels that they have contracts. The attitude revolves carrying their clientele to whatever address they requested for a matted fee.

In my mind, it sounded like a enough job. I asked what the workings hours that would be required of me. Sasha told me that I needed to meet with her at the limo office Tuesday about 8 pm. She also went on to tell me that I needed to wear upon my best dress suit, so she could cook sure that I would be dressed allow if they were to offer me the position.

On Tuesday, I showed up at the address she gave me about 15 instant early. I parked my Toyota Corolla, got out, checked my cause, and sprayed a mint spray in my mouth. The suit I wore has fateful quag and a opprobrious clothes suit coat. I wore my preferent atomic number 27 blueing long sleeved dress shirt with a tone down maroon tie with a matching maroon handkerchief. I made sure to polish my black swath and Black dress shoes just to impress.

I was unquiet to say the least. I had not been on a job interview in various years. My affection was pounding as I looked at the tall part edifice. I rang the buzzer on the front door and a rather with child bald black man answered. I introduced myself and he replied,"Oh you're the one here for the job. C'mon in. Take the elevator to the 8th flooring and you will see the signs for the limo company. upright Luck."

To me, the elevator ride seemed brusque, but then again, there was no one else using it. When I arrived at the ‘ Happy, Happee limousine'door a hand-written sign of the zodiac taped to the door read"bash loudly"which I did.

A cute mid-20's slender pitch-dark charwoman answered. She long legs, small but pert boobs, and a beautiful smile. I asked,"Sasha ? ”. She chuckled at me and said,"No, I'm Tina. You must be David. Come on in and follow me but, please be quiet as our phone fille are talking to customers."

I did as I was told and followed her silently. While we were walking through the large group discussion field, there seemed to be lots of college aged women on the telephone set. Since my heart was pattering about a one thousand miles a arcminute I really didn't pay attention to the phone conversations.

Tina and I arrived at a beautiful set of replicate doorway. I noticed that they seemed to be out of seat for an business office. They had the visual aspect of something from a church or rook. Big thick heavy wood doors with what appeared to be an old iron knob complete with a skeleton in the closet key hole.

I smiled to myself thinking that this place is becoming more interesting by the minute.

Tina knocked and walked right through the threshold. I followed and to my surprise there was a very tall statuesque woman with waist distance straight blonde hair. She was dressed in a black leather corset with matching black short pants and thigh in high spirits leather boots. The air in the ‘ power'had the distinctive scent of cloves from some sort of incense burning in a corner of the room.

"Sasha, this is David your 8 o'clock audience. Shall I wait, or would you like me to go back to the sound ?"Tina inquired.

"Stand by the doors. You will be needed in a few minutes."Sasha replied in a heavy accent.

CHAPTER 2

I'm sure that my human face was covered with puzzlement. I stood silently with my work force starting to sudate.

Sasha began to address,"Mr. David, you appear to follow directions good. We expect our employees to be able-bodied to follow way specifically. We also expect that whatever you see and hear in your limousine remains a secluded with anyone except me. Is that understood Mr. Saint David ?"

"Yes Ma'am."I replied beginning to concern about how drop-dead gorgeous Sasha and Tina appeared which got my rooster stirring.

"Ok, Mr. David, first. Please drop your pants."Sasha directed.

"What ?"

"You get one more chance Mr. David, DROP YOUR PANTS."Sasha demanded.

In my capitulum, I thought if this was even legal to ask but needing the job I complied. I unbuckled my pants, undid the clutches, and unzipped letting my pants fall to the storey around my ankles.

Sasha used her exponent digit to wave Tina to come over to her. Tina came over to her and stood silently.

"Tina, contain out Mr. David. I want to make surely he ‘ measures up ’."Sasha said with a sinful grin.

Tina walked over to me and inspected the protrusion in my boxer briefs. Nervously, I just stood there.

She reached out her hand and caressed my now mostly erect cock. In doing that, she turned her head and smiled a big smile back at Sasha. Then I felt diffuse delicate fingers inside of my waist band and a forceful tug putting my boxers on top of my pants around my ankles.

Now, I was completely naked from the waist to my ankles with my fully tumid cock pointed up towards the ceiling. Still, I remained silent and still.

Tina grasped my hard manhood along the prick with one deal and ‘ weighted'my balls with the early. I heard a low guttural moan barely noticeable.

"Mr. David, do you like sex ?"Sasha asked.

Trying to clear my head enough to suffice a coherent time, I replied,"Sure, doesn't everyone ?"

"Mr. David, that was a yes or no question."Sasha snapped back.

"Yes Ma'am. I do enjoy sex."

At this compass point, I was trying to stifle a moan since Tina was now stroking my stopcock and rubbing the pre-cum up and down the shaft.

My head was spinning ! Between Sasha's concern coming into court and Tina's clench of my inflexible tool, they really had my brainpower in overdrive.

Tina hang over at the waist and began to work the head of my cock. She swirled her tongue around and around the thick over-embellished head word. She lifted my cock and licked the bottom of it beginning at the foundation. Her other handwriting kept gently squeezing and massaging my balls.

I was trying intemperate to remain hush. Tina licked and sucked my putz like someone who obviously had done this, many sentence before. To my surprise, a low moan escaped my mouth.

"Mister David are you enjoying my Tina ?"Sasha inquired.

"Yes, absolutely !"

"Tina, would you bask Mr. St. David fucking you ?"

"Oh yes !"Tina squealed.

"Good then, Mr. David, please flex my Tina over my desk. dispatch her shorts and please begin fucking her. We need to ready certainly you can do the job."Sasha said with a big smile.

Tina stopped sucking my putz. She stood up straight and walked over to an empty 1/3 of her desk and bent grass over putting her oral sex on the desk facing Sasha. As I started to adopt her, I remembered my pants and boxers were still around my ankles. I debated in my drumhead for a moment, should I extract them back up or kick them off ? I chose pulling them back up but, only enough to be capable to walk over to Tina. When I reached her, I again dropped my gasp and boxers.

"Mr. David, you are to fuck my Tina with no safety. You understand ?"Sasha asked.

My caput did not even question why Sasha made that affirmation. I was on sexual overdrive at that second. It has been several calendar week since I had sex. I grabbed my rock-hard humanness and put it at the entryway to her love hollow. I began slowly pushing the nous in gently. I whispered in her ear,"Are you ok ? I'll go slow."

"Mister Jacques Louis David, this is NOT making love. It is sex. If you can not build her coming in lupus erythematosus than ten minutes, then your consultation is over. DO YOU UNDERSTAND MISTER DAVID"Sasha said with a loud drill sergeant like tone.

"Yes Ma'am !"I answered not wanting this to end.

Never in my wildest dreams had I ever even considered a ‘ job'interview such as this.

I put both of my hands-on Tina's hips and thrust my prick into her. I used military group but, not so a lot that I would spite her. She felt warm, wet and very tight.

Her pussy was grabbing my cock with some military unit. I could find her womanhood as I penetrated her until my pelvis ivory reached her ass. I began thrusting in and out with use. This ‘ consultation'was NOT going to end on a piteous performance note.

Tina was moaning but, not with the intensity that I was anticipating. I began to get worried thinking about the clock that I was under. I kept thrusting harder and harder into her. I felt something hitting the mind of my cock a couple of times before I realized that it was her cervix.

I just kept up the furious see-saw motion in and out of her tight wet woman hole.

I picked up the pace and began to pound her with everything I had. Finally, I started getting the moans and cries that I was expecting. My tool was finally bathed in her wetness. I felt her consistence strain up and she let out a loud scream of pleasure.

I kept on fucking her bringing Forth River another climax. This one obviously had her head spinning and her gulp for air. I felt her woman juice splash against my groin as I continued to bonk her.

"Mister Saint David, you may block up now. Have you orgasmed yet ?"Sasha inquired.

"No Ma'am."

"Good, then you will hail over to me and finish your fucking with me. You will fuck me as hard or harder than my Tina. Do you understand ? If you cum first this interview will be over. Do you see ?"Sasha said with authority.

Once again, I answered,"Yes Ma'am ”.

I stood up with my pants and boxers still around my ankles. I decided that they needed to issue forth off and thus giving my stopcock a second to readjust. I was worried that I would cum first and that would make me very let down. So, my programme was to sleep with Sasha as grueling and as fast as I could possibly physically address all the while mentation of matter that had nada to do with sex.

I kicked off my skid, took off my socks, and stepped out of my knickers and boxers. I kicked them all over to the side away from the desk.

While I was doing that, Sasha ordered Tina to go clean herself and get back on the headphone. Tina complied.

Sasha then got out of her smutty trunks. I noted that she was completely shaved and thought to myself that Tina was also shaved.

I could smell the delicious odor emanating from Sasha's bald pussy. I asked Sasha to lie on her back in the Same place on the desk that Tina was using just instant before.

Sasha complied but noted that even though my pecker looked big enough, she may be more difficult to make orgasm.

Although I was somewhat worried, I stepped forward with all intention of completing the naming or challenge as it were.

I took each ankle of Sasha's and put it over my berm. I grabbed her hips and slid her toward me on the desk. My pecker was now severe and ready to go again.

"Remember what I told you Mr. St. David !"Sasha reminded me.

I put my hard cock up against her have sex hole. I didn't enter her slowly or with softness. I pushed my entire 9 in into her as fast and as arduous as I could. Sasha's pussy was so very wet that it made sloshing speech sound with me going in on the first push.

I heard a loud oink from my new sleep together married person. I was musket ball deeply into her. I pulled almost all the way out and slammed back into her again and again. Harder and strong, I kept my pace as fasting and as furious as I could.

In my head, I was trying to think of inane matter like getting my car's oil changed next week, what groceries did I need to buy, and when is my next dental appointment.

smack, slap, slap was the sound my ballock were making as they kept hitting Sasha's ass. Sasha was moaning loudly but I wasn't convinced she was close to cumming yet. effort was now starting to take shape on my os frontale and dribble onto Sasha's tight belly.

It dawned on me that I was forgetting something. Her clit ! With that thought firmly in my foreland, I reached both hands out to her sloshy kitty and began rubbing her clit with my thumb simultaneously. As I rubbed her clit in circles, she really began moaning and squirming underneath me.

After just a dyad of transactions of kitty-cat pounding and hard clitoris rubbing, her breath became stuttered and her moaning getting louder.

All at once, I felt my stopcock and orb get splashed with her wetness. She let out a scream in some easterly European language that I didn't understand. However, I assumed it was oath words since that seems to be what many, if not nigh charwoman, do when cumming that hard.

As she started to wrap down after a few minutes, I just kept hammering away at her kitty-cat with my blade hard dick.

Again, she splashed my stallion groin expanse with her lady cum. I kept rubbing her clit. Forcing her to again curse in another language.

Finally, I said to her,"Sasha, do I have the lieu ? Do you want me to keep going ?"

Tina came running into the room along with two early beautiful fair sex only to see me making Sasha cum again and again. Tina ran over to Sasha, while the other two charwoman just looked at me with their back talk open.

I was now as bold as I could ever be making both Tina and Sasha cum multiple clock time and yet, not cumming myself. I smiled a big grin !

As Tina pulled my handkerchief out of my pelage pocket to wipe Sasha's forehead, I felt that companion twinge. My balls began to tighten up up. I knew that I was passing the percentage point of no retort yet, I was continuing to hammer away at Sasha's love hole.

"Sasha, I going to cum !"The moment that last word left my rima oris I felt my cock mature inside of her and my cock emptied inside of Sasha. The first base span of cramp shot my sperm into her belly since the head of my tool was passing her cervix on each entrance thrust.

As I started to cum deep interior of her, she splashed me once more. My cock and balls were now actually dripping with her honey juice. Her breathing became very erratic and her foreign cursing began again.

As I began to run out of steam and my cock finished emptying into her, Sasha in an almost breathless phonation,"Mr David, Mister David, please stop. PLEASE, PLEASE layover ! ”.

I did not pay attention to one of the beautiful young noblewoman at the threshold, leaving for a moment to get 2 warm wet deal towels and 2 dry hand towels to pick us up. Each woman at the door came over to us as we were uncoupling. One woman began wiping my now semi-erect cock with the tender wet towel. She made sure she cleaned my pecker, my balls, my entire crotch region, as well as down the front and inside of my peg. Taking the dry towel next she first wiped the sweat off my facial expression, leaning into me and giving me a scrumptious candy kiss whispering in my ear,"No one has ever done that to her. I think you're hired."

I smiled again with that knowledge. As I was standing there getting cleaned up, the early woman was cleaning up Sasha.

Sasha finally began to speak,"Mr. David, obviously you passed your consultation. I will now offer you employment in our company. How much pay would you need to establish this your one and only job ? Clearly you have the necessary skills. So, I ask again. How much do you need to lay down this your only when job ?"

I sat down on the professorship to put my boxers and gasp back on. I tucked my now sweaty shirt into my pant before buckling my belt. I was trying to delay the answer, thinking about how often I currently made and how short I was every calendar month since my divorce.

"$ 175,000 a year."I replied.

I currently made $ 125,000 managing the restaurant but, that included my common annual incentive. If this job was going to be my only seed of income, then I needed it to handle all my disbursement as well as what I am behind.

Sasha sat quietly behind her desk. She looked at me with an intensity but, I didn't think she was raging just in deep cerebration.

"No ! Mister St. David you will make a minimum of $ 200,000 a year. After 30 24-hour interval, you will go eligible to gather baksheesh and get our monthly bonus. Our company will take that you sign a 5 year contract. You will work when we need you to mold. Some week it may be only 35 to 40 hours and some weeks it may be as a great deal as 80 hours. Our slew will consume the usual dull benefit such as, medical exam and dental. However, there will be other particular benefits that we will discuss at another prison term. Do we throw a deal Mister David ? ”.

I sat in my chair in stunned muteness. My head was screaming to take the deal, take the mass, issue THE flock ! ! !

I smiled. I turned around to face Sasha and politely said,"Yes, that is an acceptable crack. However, I have two questions. First, what will my rubric be ? mo, when would you opt me to begin ?"

Sasha, now felicitous that I accepted her offer said,"You will start next Monday Mister David. Your title will be the Chauffeur. Mister David, my Tina will see you out. make a good Nox and please tug family carefully.

The end of parting one : The Chauffeur……the interview

I hope you liked it and let me eff. I would enjoy your commentary ( practiced or bad ). Thanks ! ……PABLO