The Chauffeur ( # 26 ) Bob

By : PABLO DIABLO

copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

Although the trajectory was a little more than 4 hours, it didn't really experience that long as my mind was a million nautical mile away throughout the entire trip.

Jill sat next to me on one of the couches just caressing and rubbing my second joint. Dakota and Tina had their earbuds in, however, Dakota kept looking my way to restrain an eye on me.

I kept replaying in my head the night that Jill and I met Bob and Melanie, during a routine pickup at the individual voice of the aerodrome. The same airport that our planing machine now resided. I remembered the initial conversation, the offering to not agitate for the ride, the car chance event by their veritable driver that gave us the chance for the encounter. John's generous tip, one to Jill, one to Denise, their usual driver, and one to me.

I remembered him offering me a job at the end of the limo drive, although that night Jill and I had a Town Car, not a limo. This made me believe about Denise. Is she still with Happee, Happy Limo ? If she isn't, where did she go ? My head was a hurricane of bewilderment.

As the master announced our descent into the Lionel Hampton's small individual drome, Jill brought me back to the present.

I looked over at Dakota. To me, she seemed a bit heavier than ever before, but then again, she was eating for two. Last night, seeing her have a second then a one-third plate of solid food caught my care. Now, here from a myopic distance, she looked pregnant.

"Darling, we need to discuss with Tina the offer I made to Melanie,"I said.

"Tina, could you and Dakota come over here and sit with us please ?"Jill asked.

They both moved over to a twain of plane hot seat in front of us.

"Tina, St. David and I have offered your religious service as a personal assistant to Melanie Jaxson."Jill paused.

"What does that mean, you've offered my services as a personal assistant ?"Tina asked.

"It means, that if Melanie needs your assistance, with Bob passing on, we have suggested to her that we would be unforced to let you stay with her for a myopic while,"Jill said trying to put a serious twisting on the issue.

"Kind of phone like you're trying to get rid of me,"Tina said to us.

"Nothing could be further from the truth. You are a very significant voice of our family. We trust you to be your normal helpful self should Melanie need you. infernal region, she may not call for you at all. I'm just saying that we trust you enough to facilitate Melanie, my boss'wife who is now a widow. You are the most trustworthy individual in our menage, you should know that by now,"I explain to her, hopefully trying to invalidate the ‘ rallying cry'Tina.

She sat pensively for a couple proceedings as the wheels of the plane touched runway surface.

As the plane taxied around to its parking blank space, I noticed a limo waiting for us. I also looked at all the other planing machine that were parked. Gulfstream, Learjet, Dassault Falcon, a pocket-sized Boeing, and even an Airbus. Quite the parking lot of the rich and famous.

"OK, if you think that I would be able to help, then I'll do it if she needs me,"Tina said in a lenient voice.

I smiled. Jill smiled. Dakota smiled. This went much wanton than I anticipated.

The carpenter's plane came to a stop. The co-pilot opened the hatch, extended the steps and began taking luggage down the steps.

The four of us got up and headed to the opening of the planer to disembark. As we were walking the footfall down, Jill and my phones lit up. Apparently, us leaving the political party signified to well-nigh of the playgroup that the party was over. There were several text subject matter from both Amy and King John giving us a measure by footstep of who left after we did.

privy's text eluded that the pond house daughter started the whole thing announcing they were heading over to their house and wished everyone well.

Amy's text a short time later said that Fred called UBER and left about an hour or 90 minutes after we left.

John had a follow-up text that said Dave, Marsha, and Sandra left a couple of hours after we left saying thank you for the invite and that they'll be in contact once we return.

Saint John had a text after that saying that Dr. Ronda just said goodbye and that she'll get up with you later.

Amy had another text to follow toilet telling us that Nadia, James, and the new female child Sharon all shared a cab and just left.

Jill and I just shook our heads and got into the limo. The driver finished putting the baggage into the bole and off we headed to the mansion of Melanie and Bob Jaxson.

I do faintly remember looking out the window at the loss mansions, however, my brain went back in time to when Bob and Melanie offered me the place of COO and offered Jill the position of Director of Financial Affairs.

That was also the clock time that our endearing Dakota came into our sprightliness, who without her I would be in over my head running this company.

The drive felt quick as we pulled into the courtyard of the Jaxson mansion. I remember looking at other mansions the last time and scuttlebutt being made about their theater only being of ‘ average'size and not Brobdingnagian like some of the mansion house of Gates, business, or several others.

Before each of the ladies stepped out of the car, each one, in turn, kissed me. Tina's osculation was more of a mass on the lips, friendly but not passionate. Dakota's candy kiss was one of passion, her natural language finding its way into my sassing. Jill's osculation was just as passionate as Dakota's kiss but hers came with a squeeze on my cock.

We stepped out of the car, each of us taking our own luggage and walking to the front end door. A stout man opened the door gathering our names and announcing us to Melanie. He invited all of us inside. Tina mumbled something to herself. I could n't hear what she said but really was n't that interested in finding out.

Melanie came across the foyer to greet us. Obviously, she had been crying. She hugged Dakota first telling her that she looked like she glowed, pregnancy was wearing well on her. She forced a grinning and stiffly hugged her back.

After Dakota, she introduced herself to Tina and gave her a friendly hug. Tina also put on a forced grin. Jill got a big hug and a kiss on the back talk. Jill hugged Melanie back with rival enthusiasm. Then she got to me. She kissed me hard, snaking her tongue into my mouth just a moment after our sassing met. She pulled me in tight, pressing her body against me. Rubbing my partially erect humanness as she continued the kiss.

She took me by the hand dragging me towards a private room asking the ladies to hold themselves well-off and that she just wants to ‘ catch up'with me privately. All three ladies rolled their eyes and proceeded to fall out the stout fellow into what appeared to be a man's study complete with moody leather furniture.

As Melanie dragged me into a common soldier room, she couldn't stop from unbuckling my trouser and dropping them to the story as she hiked up her skirt to show me, she had no panties on. My putz was hard almost instantly seeing her panty-less ass.

She spun around bending over a leather lounge saying,"Oh David, it's been too long. No one's touched me in week. Bob was so sick of, all I could think of when I played with myself was your toilsome stopcock having its way with all of me. please fuck this old madam,"she pleaded with me.

I reached down between her legs and indeed she was emanating passion and wetness from her slit. I stepped forward grasping the substructure of my rooster and slowly pushing the head inside of Melanie. She moaned as my cock went all the way into her wet womanhood. I felt her push back against me as I began to thrust into her. She went on the ramble saying, `` Fuck me, David, fuck this old noblewoman, old ladies need fucking too, oh gawd David that feels so nooky good. You're going to make me cuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmmm,"as her voice trailed off.

As I felt her woman dab my turncock and balls, I pulled her back into me hard, kissing her neck opening and nibbling on her ear.

"OH DAVID, I'M GOING TO CUM AGAIN,"she moans as I feel her now so wet that I feel several drip mould fall on my shins.

I keep thrusting into her feeling her wet slack pussy spasm on my manhood. As she rolls into orgasm telephone number three, I remove my cock from her twat and move it into her ass. When the bellying head pushes past her anal retentive entryway, she lets out a small yelp followed by yet another orgasm.

"One to a greater extent climax, then we got to go back to the gals,"I whisper in her ear.

"OH, MY GAWD, DAVID, HOW DO YOU DO THIS TO ME ? I'M AN OLD lady, THIS IS SOOOOOOOOOOOO GOOOOOOOOD, PLEASE keep fuck ME,"she begs.

Even though she just peaked again, I took commiseration on her and kept up my jab into her ass. After numerous drive, I felt that all too familiar pang.

"Mel, I'm going to cum. Are you quick ?"

"OH, GAWD YES !"

As I hear that, I erupted into her ass filling the intact anal caries. When I pulled my cock out of her a copious sum of my man seed leaked from her ass, running down the backside of her thighs.

After a couple of minutes, I put my bloomers back on. Melanie pulled her skirt back down and uses a nearby fabric to wipe the cum that was leaking down the backside of her. She reaches up under the dame to yield her cunt another wipe before we head out of the room.

She kisses me passionately whispering in my ear,"That's not enough lover. My husband may have died, but my thirst for sex hasn't. Now let's go see this assistant you bring me to take on with,"Melanie says snarkily.

"I didn't bring her for you to play with. I bought her to assist you in making musical arrangement, phone yell, errand running play, and stuff like that."I try to explain to her.

"I have planetary house staff to do all of that, David."She says quickly.

Melanie changes direction saying,"You know we need to notify the board of Directors and make a statement to the business community of interests about Bob's passing and announce you as taking total ascendancy of the ship's company,"

"Mel, may I offer something for you to deal ?"I ask.

"Sure,"she says.

"After the funeral, this household is going to feel like a prison. You will be lonely, there will be no one to talk to, no one to care for, and no one to take care of you. Why don't you come out to the Commune for a spell ? Stay with us, playact with us, start your life again with us,"I say smiling at her.

"I don't know. You probably don't have enough room for an old gentlewoman like me,"she says obviously seeking a bit of sympathy.

"fountainhead, think about it. I know you would enjoy the wholly West Coast atmosphere. I have a very dynamic sexual playgroup that would take to you quite well. You would end up all wobbly-legged after my group has their way with you. Now, let's go see the gal,"as I open the door.

"This way, follow me,"Melanie directs.

CHAPTER 2

The stout man that announced us, now asks if we were hungry as the chef was cooking and needed to hump if all four of us were staying for dinner.

"What is the chef devising ?"I ask.

"Maine lobster with melted garlic butter, scalloped potatoes, and sautéed green beans. He is paring the lobster with a dry Chardonnay."The stout man tells me.

"Yes, all four of us are staying for dinner,"I answer.

"Godfrey, they all are staying until after Bob's funeral. please bring in up two bedchamber for our guests,"Melanie directs.

"Yes, Ma'am,"he says as he waddles away.

Melanie takes me into this large den looking room, fertile in dark brown leather furniture. I see Jill looking at her cadre earphone handling schoolbook messages. Dakota and Tina have their earbuds in and are listening to music.

Dakota spots us first and gets up to recognise us.

Jill asks,"All caught up, are you ?"She says smiling.

"Yep,"I quip.

Melanie and I sit down on the far side of Jill. Dakota eyeballs me. She knows that Melanie just had her manpower on me, after all, she worked here for a pair of class before they tossed her at Jill and me.

The five of us get talking about Bob's funeral which had already been planned. He was to be cremated and a small celebration of life ceremony catered by Emeril Lagasse. He's already been notified. The celebration was scheduled for tomorrow.

We also began chatting about whether I should cause the announcement about Bob's passing or utilize a wardrobe secretary. We chose to have me make the annunciation from a prepared instruction. She already had one ready.

I read the statement, making a twosome of small adjustments noting there were words that I just wouldn't use.

Jill asked if anyone was going to talk about Bob during the ‘ celebration of life-time'gathering.

"No one has volunteered, I was hoping maybe Jacques Louis David would,"Melanie said to us.

Jill said without even looking at me, David would be felicitous to as well as myself. That's the least we can do. How many are you expecting 300 ? 400 ? Sir Thomas More ?"

"About 25,"Melanie says shocking everyone in the room.

"TWENTY-FIVE ?"Dakota questioned loudly.

"Yes. Until he hired you and Jill, he worked so surd and was always so stressed out that many of his friends distanced themselves from him. The lowest few weeks of his life after the two of you took the running game of the company off his plate, he finally came to terms with his imminent death. I think that he finally just let his body relax and get him across the rainbow span to the chopper gates. To me you two were angels sent to make Bob's lifetime easier,"Melanie said to us with teardrop streaming down her face.

Godfrey announced that dinner was quick to be served. We all got up, Dakota was the first gear one to give Melanie a heartfelt hug. Mel hugged her tightly. When they broke Dakota took Tina by the handwriting and led her to the dining area.

Jill stepped in front of me hugging Melanie, whispering to her how much we owe Bob. They remained in an embrace for a couple of minutes, although it did feel like much farsighted as sentence often seems to remain firm still in sad events.

My cell phone buzzed with another text.

‘ What now ?'I thought as I fished the phone out of my pocket.

It was Jennifer with the abide by substance : shout ME ASAP !

I excused myself and stepped into the hallway.

"Hey, Jennifer, what 's so urgent ? ``

"Um, well John the Evangelist thought that as people left, he would impart everyone one bottleful of that Dakota vino. Nikki got one feeding bottle and sat outside unnoticed and proceeded to imbibe the whole bottle. She came back into the star sign and went right after Diane calling her all sorts of names. John the Divine had to pull Nikki off Diane. The two CG son helped subdue Nikki. John the Divine put Diane in your bedroom and is standing sentry duty at the door to keep her dependable. Saint David, I really think she had the intent of really hurting her daughter. The two CG hombre are feeding her chocolate to sober up her up. What do you want me to do ?"Jennifer explains to me in one long breath.

I paused for a bit. This certainly wasn't something that I could deliver anticipated. John did the absolute right thing, protect Diane.

"birdsong Black Car limo and have the minor car usable to come to break up her ass up and take her base. I do NOT want Fred to be the driver. Tell the CG boys that I will give thanks them when we get back. Both whoremonger and Diane are to stay at the Commune until promote notice. Jen, if you have work wearing apparel then you stay at the Commune as well, we don't know if she's just a bad wino or maybe a complete wacko. If you don't have employment clothes with you then either phone for a car or take up Dakota's black car in the garage and head to your house to get at least a duet hebdomad of apparel. Is anyone still there that doesn't live there except for the CG guys ?"

Jennifer asks about Marcus and the chefs.

"Have Marcus ride with you when you head to your house for dress. I want soul with you to make certain you are safe. When you leave your house, lock every lock you have and pass water sure only your refrigerator is left running."I tell her.

I add on,"The chefs should still be staying around until they feed whoever is left on Sunday dawning. Go over to the pocket billiards house where the Twin and Belinda live and invite them to Billy Sunday morning breakfast, schedule it for about 9am. Have Amy text me so I know she's OK. Oh, and earn sure Allison is safe in her room at the house. The two remaining boy that Allison knows should go family now if they have n't already. Once Nikki is gone, have whoremaster check the entire house taking reckoning of whom is there and have him text me with the names. I want that tilt from him before I get up in the sunrise. I'll be up about 6am here which is 3am LA time."

"Yes, sir. Do you experience how sexy you sound when you're all unplayful and giving centering ? It gets Sindee all wet,"she says giggling into the telephone. That made me smile.

Before I could pay heed up, Jill and Melanie walked arm in arm past me down the hallway towards what I could only assume was dinner.

I thanked Jennifer and tried to follow Jill and Mel to dinner. I made a wrong play somehow and ended up in the kitchen. The chef stood there with a lobster in a twain of tongs.

"Can I help you ?"He says to me.

"Um, I'm trying to get to the dining area, '' I tell him.

"routine around and go two doors down and pass water a right, you'll see it. Are you the guy who will be replacing Mr. Jaxson ?"He asks as he does the sign of the cross on his front while still holding the lobster. I chuckled thinking ‘ well, it's too late for that lobster'…. well, it seemed comic in my head.

I looked around the kitchen. It was spick-and-span.

"Your kitchen looks well organized and is spic-and-span. If you ever decide you want a job out in the corporate world, I have just the place for you. I'll lay my plug-in here succeeding to the headphone. Email me or call me lead if you want to talk further. Thanks for the centering to the dining area."I leave the kitchen thinking that if he's not paid too much, then he might just be the perfective tense guy to avail many of the eatery become organized.

When I finally get to the dining country, I'm impressed at the table thinking to myself that the Commune needs a table that seats at least 20. The table Melanie had sat only 12 but the mesa itself was a Carya illinoensis, just utterly beautiful.

Jokingly Dakota looked at her complex quantity watch on her wrist poke at it with her other hand. I smiled. Mel made a comment that I should sit at Bob's place, the head of the table since I was now going to be THE head of Jaxson Inc.

I felt a bit uncomfortable sitting in Bob's death chair, in his house, fucking his wife. Yet, clearly, I didn't feel so uncomfortable to not fuck Melanie.

We had a delightful dinner. It may experience been the kickoff sentence that Mel laughed in the past few 24-hour interval, watching her long-time husband slowly pass away away mightily before her eyes.

How tough it must be to watch your mate slowly pass away. I thought to myself.

All four women looked gorgeous. Tina seemed in a much better modality since she and Dakota had a chance to speak privately about working for Melanie. Jill and Mel were chatting as if they were sis. In my head, my offer for Melanie to derive to the Commune made more and More sense.

'' peeress, I want everyone to know that I 've asked Melanie to come to ride out with us at the Commune for a couple of workweek. I think she needs to be around family and friends. What do you say, Mel ? Are you willing to come back to Cali with us ? '' I asked hoping that asking in front of everyone would prompt her to say yes.

"David, that's a sweet offer, but an old gal like me would only cause havoc and dismay, me hanging out with all of the untested the great unwashed,"she tries to rationalize.

"Mel did I honorable mention that I have not one, not two, but three fun undivided guys for you to meet ?"I ask.

"Who are they ?"Jill asked.

"Fred, Bobby, and Sammy,"I replied.

"NICE !"Dakota says.

Mel asks Dakota a straightforward question,"Dakota, dearie, do you really think I would be OK there, or would I just be in the way ?"

"I think you would recover that you've missed out on a whole lot of life taking forethought of your husband. It's clip for you to restart your life and who better to start it with than David, Jill, and………. ME ?"Dakota says.

Melanie sits pensively for a couple of minutes. I decide to aim a sharpness of lobster. I had forgotten how much I love lobster, the Maine lobster not the lobster from Florida.

"I'll do it, but only if I may ask for a couple of conditions,"Melanie says.

"gens it,"I say.

"That I have my own private room. I don't want to impose on anyone already there. s, that I can come and go at will. I'm not tied down to having to be babysat. Third, and final, Jill is willing to portion St. David with me occasionally,"she says laying her trump notice on the table.

Jill result,"Done, Done, and of course of study !"

I smiled knowing now that I have yet another horny soul going to be living with us at the Commune.

Dakota says,"dad, aren't you excited about Mel coming to stay on with us ?"

As soon as that one word left her oral cavity, I knew the interrogative would begin.

"Daddy ?"Mel asked.

"Um, yeah. I've been given that name by several of the dame that live with us,"I hesitantly said.

"Dakota darling, does the Father of your baby know that you call David, papa ?"Melanie asks.

"Yep, he does,"she replies.

"And he's OK with you calling him daddy ?"Mel keeps asking.

"Of course,"she says.

"WOW, David, I'm shanghai,"Mel said.

"Dakota, may I meet this guy who is the Father of your baby when I come out to California ?"She keeps asking. I know what is coming from Dakota next before she even says anything.

"You don't need to go to California to meet him,"she answers.

Jill sits quietly waiting for the other shoe to drop. Tina is trying to asphyxiate a giggle. I just know I have a guilty look on my face. The hale time this banter between Melanie and Dakota is going on, Dakota just keeps looking at me and smiling her beautiful smile.

"If I don't need to go to CA to meet him, where would he be right now ?"Melanie asked.

"About 3 feet from you,"Dakota says winking at me.

The other shoe has dropped.

Melanie takes a moment to empathise what Dakota just told her.

"DAVID, is she saying that YOU are the Father of her baby ?"

Now, Jill jumps into the conversation,"Absolutely !"

Melanie just smiles at me. All I can do is smile back.

All of us went back to eating dinner after that revelation. Everyone enjoyed the lobster, although I also enjoyed the homemade scalloped murphy. Dakota had a second lobster and even more garlic butter. This eating for two is now really taking on a unharmed new level. Through all of this, Tina just sat quietly and watched everything that went on around her.

Once dinner was finally finished, Melanie took me by the hand and led me to the chamber set up for Jill and myself. Dakota didn't indigence to be led to her room as it was the Saame one that she used for respective years. She took Tina's hand and led her to her bedroom.

"Jill darling, may I ‘ borrow'Saint David for a bit ?"Melanie asks.

"Absolutely !"

And, with that Melanie takes me by the bridge player and leads me to her own bedroom. I had never been to Bob and Melanie 's bedroom. The last time Jill and I were here, we all played in a TV room and then in a study.

The first thing that I noticed about her sleeping accommodation was that it was pocket-size than any of the three professional suites at the Commune. It was about the Saami size as the magnanimous sleeping room across the support way and down that hallway.

Melanie didn't waste any clock time shedding her apparel. In just a few moments, there stood before me a beautiful 60+-year-old lady, who had the expression of wanting to be touched, to be loved, to be wanted.

I made sure that I fulfilled that desire tonight and any future night as we owed her and Bob so much.

She stepped forward and began taking my garments off my body. She slowly and gently took off my Cuban trend shirt, kissing and sucking gently on my nipples. She licked from one tit across my breast to the other.

As she did that, she used her hands to unbuckle and unzip my gasp. She let them fall to my substructure. With her single finger, she traced the outline of my surd turncock through my boxers. She slipped two fingers inside of the waistband of my underwear and pushed them down to my feet without breaking her stare into my eyes.

"Gawd David, I've missed you,"she said.

I pulled her beautiful body to mine, bringing our lips together as our bodies pressed against one another.

Melanie put her arms around my neck pulling me even tighter into her. Only my prick that was pointing upwards ended between our naked bodies.

I lifted her up by her waist, carried her to her bed and laid her down gently. I slid my eubstance next to hers. Our osculation only broke for just a moment as we got into her bed. Our mouth met again once we both were in the bed.

I reached between Melanie's branch once again feeling all the heat that she was putting out. I gently rolled on top of her, sliding my humanness between her second joint. She needed no direction as she willingly spread her ramification as wide apart as she could.

I gently lined up my rooster with the entrance to her sex. She pulled my dead body into hers. I began my gentle rocking as our consistence merged into one. She began gently moaning. As my rhythmic fucking continued, so did her moaning. She got louder as it went on, but she also got wetter, much wetter.

In and out repeatedly my manhood kept having its way with Melanie's sex. She hit her first big coming rather quickly,"OH DAVID, OH MY GAWD Saint David,"was all she could vocalize as a large climax pushed through her body.

I kept up the piece of ass of her womanhood. She kept cooing in my ear declaring her heartfelt affection for me. As I was diligently trying to make her cum continuously my head drifted for a minute, thinking about how aphrodisiacal her trunk was for a retired char. Her intimate appetite was amazing. Never, before her, had I ever had sex act with a woman of her age.

She wrapped her stage around my book binding and locked her ankles together, pulling me bass into her.

I felt her twat grasp my cock. Although she wasn't tight, she still was snug enough to cause luscious friction on my manhood.

After only a few more minutes, she orgasmed again."darn Jacques Louis David, I've missed you so much,"she said in my ear as she rolled through another orgasm.

I kept up my jabbing into her. Her ventilation was stunted and shallow. I could see her eyes glazing over as she reached yet another orgasmic pinnacle.

"Mel, do you recognize how beautiful you are ?"I asked into her ear.

"You mean for an old gal, don't you ?"

"No, not at all. You're beautiful. Period. Age has nothing to do with it,"I tell her.

This makes her smile and begins to snog all over my typeface. As we continue our session, Melanie peaks several more times. After several orgasm, I finally turn over my own pinnacle.

"Mel, here I cum,"I say into her ear.

"OH GAWD DAVID, FILL ME. gift ME YOUR CUM. THIS OLD gentlewoman lack IT SO BAD,"she says loudly into my own ear.

"FUCK MELANIE, Here I CUMMMMMMM, '' I announce as I shoot forget me drug after rope into her well-used pussy.

Her oculus roll to the book binding of her hear as she just lets out a long continuous moan of acceptance of my man seed.

"Jacques Louis David, if I was 30 years younger, I would be just like Dakota. I would be carrying your baby. You know that Bob and I never had children. I wish we had met you a long sentence ago. You are so handsome, you are such a wonderful lover, and you make me palpate so alive when I get to sleep with you,"she tells me in a heartfelt manner.

As we uncouple, she just lays her head on my chest, running her digit across my chest.

"Mel, If I was single and 30 year older, I would be standing in cable to marry you. You're beautiful, you're sexy, you're smart and you are such a wonderful lover,"I tell her, looking directly into her beautiful emerald green eyes.

"David, may I make a suggestion ?"Mel asks.

"Absolutely,"I reply.

"You need a new name for your dwelling house. The Commune just sounds…. well, like you're trying to emulate Jim Daniel Jones the cult leader who killed everyone in the late '70s. You need something sexy. I was thinking of ‘ Chateau de l'amour'or palace of making love,"she says making me think that she has a valid point.

"For you my dear, I will alter the gens of the Commune to Chateau de l'amour. We'll call it the Chateau for short."I say to her before I kiss her retentive and passionately. She responds by sliding her tongue into my oral fissure and pulling me tightly to her body.

My cock begins responding to her sexy moves. She pushes me on my dorsum and span my mid-section. She grasps my hard turncock and strain it up with her own love jam. She gently slides herself down on my manhood, moaning as each in parts her and goes deep into her.

She begins rocking back and Forth River once her pelvis in touching my own. I feel her wetness coating my cock as she rocks back and forth repeatedly. I reach down between her legs and begin poking her reveal clit. Once I began doing that, she moaned louder and louder bathing my entire middle with her womanly juices.

She hits another orgasmic point, thrashing her soundbox all over before collapsing on me.

"nookie David, how do you do me cum so damn severe. It's like you hold some sort of wizard might over my eubstance,"she quietly says in my ear. She puts her arms around my neck and pulls my side to hers once again kissing me difficult and passionately.

I just caress her back as she purrs in my ear. After several minutes of caressing her, I hear her heading off to sleep.

I lay there, not tired, but not wanting to just lay there staring at the roof. Gently, I slide out from underneath her and leave her sleeping in her bed as I dress and leave the room.

CHAPTER 3

As I step back out into the hallway, I see Dakota and Jill discussing something at the other end of the foyer. I walk down to them. They are discussing Tina. Apparently, she still isn't happy that we offered her to Melanie. She doesn't like Melanie, nor has she come around to thinking that this is our way of thanking her for being so trusty. She keeps saying to Dakota that I just want to get rid of her.

"well, where is she ? Let me go talk to her,"I say.

'' Keep going down the hall, the finally doorway on the left. That's my old elbow room and the one that Godfrey made up for Tina and me to bide in tonight,"Dakota says.

I head down the hallway to the doorway Dakota sent me to. The doorway is open, and Tina is just sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Tina favorite, may I peach with you a bit ?"I ask.

"Yeah sure,"she says waving me into the room.

"darling, the fille tell me that you're unhappy with me because I was going to loan you to Melanie. Is that true ?"I ask.

"Yes, but it's more than just that. Jill hasn't really used me as her assistant in quite a foresighted piece. Dakota only bosses me around and heck, even you haven't really played with me. I just don't feeling like I'm wanted any longer. I called my Mother a little bit ago and…"

"Your Mother ?"I interrupt.

"Yeah, my female parent. She told me that when I get back home, to actuate out of the Commune and back into her habitation which I think I will do,"she says.

"Are you sure ?"I ask.

"David, I want to say something to you, but I need you to persist silent until I'm done with what I have to say. Can I ask that of you ?"she asks.

"Absolutely,"I say.

"David, I love you. I know that I will always have it off you. You have shown me a love for the first time in my life. However, I was stupid person and allowed Sasha to force me to disclose up with you. You've always been so seraphic to me. You cared for me when I showed up at your door after being brutalized. You took tending of me when I had that ectopic maternity. You've never ever said even one metre that ‘ you told me so'even after all the pillock thing that I've done. You've loved me and always took attention of me. nether region, you just gave me respective hundred shares of Jaxson Inc. line. You are the best devotee that I've ever had, or probably will ever have. I want to go home, now if possible. I want to be gone from the house before you get back. I will pack up my room, put it in my car and drive to my Mother's sign of the zodiac in Arizona. Dad passed away a few months ago and she is lonely and was happy to hear from me. It's time for me to arise up and start acting like an adult. Saint David, I will jazz you and will overleap you, but this is something that I feel very strongly about. Please let me go,"she asks of me.

"When would you like to lead home ?"I ask.

"As soon as potential, if it's OK with you,"she asks with her heart in her eyes.

I step to her and put my weapon around her and hug her tightly. I could feel her beginning to sob. I just stand there holding her. After various hour, she breaks from the hug. I tell her that I will summon a car and she will take the carpenter's plane dwelling.

She kisses me and reluctantly energy me away.

I walk out of the bedchamber. I slowly walk down the hall back towards the noblewoman. Jill and Dakota know immediately that something is wrong.

"What happened ?"Jill asked.

"She's leaving. She's going home right now and will be gone by the time we get back home. She's moving out and will be driving to her Mom's menage in genus Arizona,"I tell both Jill and Dakota.

"Dakota can you please call Tina a taxi and alert the plane that she's heading there and will be flying home,"I say to her.

Jill's oculus are welling up. I pull her tightly to me and just stand there holding Jill. I feel a single binge hit my shoulder. I hear her sniff and pass over her face on the shoulder of my shirt.

Dakota getting even and says, `` taxicab will be here in about 15 minutes. The plane will be set when she arrives. I paid for the taxicab already, figuring that she will deliver her cite menu back to you and have little to no money,"she explains to me.

I shake my drumhead acknowledging something that I had not thought of, her returning the credit entry cards.

In just a few proceedings, we all see Tina walking with her luggage down the hall towards us. She stops about 5 substructure from the three of us. Dakota tells her that a taxi has been called and paid for. They hug. Dakota's eye well up as they break the hug. Dakota kisses her on the cheek and stride aside.

Tina moves over to Jill next. She hugs Jill tightly and whispers something in her ear that I could not hear. Jill's eye are swelled with tears that begin rolling down her cheek. She reaches into her back pocket and handwriting Jill her two credit entry cards. She tries to hand her cubicle earpiece as well, but Jill refuses to say that she needs to stimulate a way to call for help on her travelling to her Mom's planetary house. She meekly says thank you. They kiss and Jill steps aside.

That left me. Tina hugs me tightly. Now, tears are flowing from Tina's grimace. I kiss her on the lips telling her that I love her and always will. I reach into my vertebral column pocket and put the folded-up money into her back pocket whispering in her ear,"This is for you my dear. Don't be a stranger, we all love you and will lose you. No affair what happens, you are always welcome at our planetary house as you will always be family."She breaks from our hug and pulls out the money from her back pocket. She counts it and sees that I gave her $ 1000. She tries to object, but she stops knowing that I won't hear of it. She sniffs, wipes her eyes, kisses me again. When we break from the buss, she picks up her luggage and psyche down the hallway to the front threshold. She opens the door, steps out taking one long net smell at us and closes the door behind her. And she is gone.

My own eyes tear up. Both Jill and Dakota hug me. We all have tears flowing down our face. Our meat are broken.

The sleep of the evening was quiet. Dakota went to bed about an hour after Tina left. When Tina got on the plane, she texted Jill that she was on the plane and will miss us. Jill showed me the text. I kissed her and decided to go to bed. Jill followed.

Neither one of us catch some Z's very well. In the dawning, I took a hanker hot shower, putting on my courting to organize for the jubilation of Life for Bob. It was scheduled for 9am. After I was dressed, I realized that I hadn't checked my cell earphone for the list that John was supposed to send me.

John the Divine had sent me a yoke of texts. The honest-to-goodness one was the inclination of people in the house. The instant one was asking why Tina was at the home. The third and final one was asking why Tina packed up her way, loaded it into her car, kissed all of us and said au revoir and left.

I couldn't text him back, my middle were teared up once again.

Jill took the phone from my hand and interpret all the text messages. She texted an response back to John the Evangelist.

She headed into the bathroom to shower and dress for the service. I just sat at the end of the bed. I decided that after the service we were going to maneuver back home plate. I walked down to Dakota's room. I didn't knock, I just walked in. She got up and put her arms around me asking me,"Did we run her off ?"

"No Darling. She needs to step out on her own and try to make a change in her lifespan. She knows that we all love her, and I left the threshold outdoors for her to fall back anytime, but I wouldn't expect that to happen anytime soon,"I tell her as I hug her tightly.

"Daddy, I love you,"she tells me.

"pet, I hope you know that I love you too. Now get that cunning ass into the shower and get ready for the service for Bob. ring after you're ready, we're aim rest home. Also, cry for Melanie's airplane and a limo after to break up us up after the service, which I don't know where it will be held at,"I tell her.

"Don't worry Daddy, I know. I'll take care of it,"she says to me.

I kiss her, deeply and passionately. She kisses me back just as hard and just as passionate. We declare have it away for each other before we break, and I swat her mingy little ass as she wiggles it on her way to the bathroom.

I head back out of the bedroom. I walk down the hall to Melanie's bedroom. I don't knock, I just walk in to come up her recondite into her own joy with a vibrator being plunged in and out of her pussy. Her eyes are glazed over. I hear the squishy sounds of the phallic monster having its way with her pussy.

I just stand there being a peeper. My cock springs to action, tenting my frock drop-off. After she cums loudly, she turns her straits towards me and realizes that I'm standing at the doorway just watching her with a big smile on my face.

She summons me over to her bed with a single finger. I shake my caput no telling her that she needs to do three thing. withdraw a shower to wash the sex off her, get dressed for the military service and mob a bag to take to the aerodrome immediately after the Service. She saunters over to me and kisses me passionately. I could reek her sex and it smelled delectable. It took all my self-command to not get intimate with her. I slapped her playfully on the ass as she wiggled it walking towards her bathroom. In my capitulum, I briefly considered getting naked and surprising her in the shower, but I refrained.

"What clothes do you want to use up with you ?"I yelled at her.

"My luggage is in the rear of the walk-in press. Put some bras and panties in the bag. filling three frock, and five other outfits and put all of that in the big bag. Take the smaller bag, put my makeup in it from my dresser. open up the top drawer of my bureau and pull out some pantyhose. Go to the bottom of that Same dresser and chance a couple of corset that you would wish to see me in. I have about a dozen, lead what you want to see me in. Also, at the top ledge of my closet I have several stripper well shoes, most are 9"stilettos, bring as many of those you would like me to break for you."She tells me while in the shower.

As she is taking a rain shower, I do as she asked and filled the luggage. I decided to open her nightstand drawer and find several dildo 's and adjudicate as a gag to get them all, including the one she was just using.

It takes a third bag to put everything neatly into the bags. I bring six of her girdle. In my head, I began to wonder if she might be a unforced sub to me, she seems to dance around it, but at home, I'll find out.

After everything is ready, I open her bedroom threshold and set her luggage outside in the hallway. Godfrey comes over to gather the bags and take them to join the other bags waiting at the front door.

I step back into the bedroom. Melanie was walking out into the bedroom to get dressed and put on some makeup. I put my branch around her from behind. I kiss her neck and order her how beautiful she is. She reaches behind her and coerce my nearly hard cock that she felt resting between the cheek of her ass.

I bend her forward, she puts her hands on her toilet table. I unzip myself and fish out my hard rooster. I slide it into her sopping wet kitty, not wet from the rain shower, but wet from her torso thinking about me. I begin fucking her hard. I didn't want this to last a yearn time as we were under the gun of going to the help. I reached Sasha-mode quickly. She was gasping for air, she was moaning, her body was cumming on my hard shaft on each thrust. I whispered in her ear how beautiful she is and how sexy her trunk is. She orgasmed hearing my words. I thrust hard into her as she came hard, so concentrated that she nearly passed out. I held onto her tightly making one final thrusting into her before I reached my own nimble orgasm.

"Mel, you are so beautiful,"I said to her as I shot rope after rope of man juice into her.

She just let out one long groan taking all of my own cum deep into her pussy. When my turncock stopped spewing its contents into Melanie, I withdrew and walked into the bathroom. I used a wet washrag to pass over the cum off my peter and put it back into my pants and zipped up.

I went back into her bedroom to see her quickly brushing her fuzz and putting on constitution. I leaned into her and kissed her passionately, noticing that cum was leaking out of her pussy onto the makeup fecal matter. I reached between her branch, scooped up some on my digit and put it to her lips. She sucked in my fingerbreadth moaning as she licked them clean.

I kissed her again and left the sleeping accommodation asking her to hurry.

Out in the hallway, I came upon Godfrey. I told him that after the servicing that we were taking Melanie to our plate in Los Angeles. He said that he already knew that since Melanie told him before she went to bed last night.

Dakota and Jill came down the hall, both in simple graceful blackness clothes. They both looked stunning.

I kissed them both and asked Dakota if everything was set up, the car and the carpenter's plane. She said that the car should be here in about 15 transactions and the jet will be prepare when we arrive after the service. I kiss her and give thanks her.

When Melanie joined us in the hallway, we all walked towards the front doorway. Melanie said her good-by to Godfrey who wished her safe travels.

CHAPTER 4…..The Funeral

The car was waiting outside. Each of us picked up our luggage and stepped outside the front threshold. The limo driver came rushing over to take the luggage and put it into the trunk.

Although the punt door was open, I held it for the ladies. I followed them into the car. Jill had taken up a place next to Dakota, leaving me an open seat future to Melanie.

As we drove towards the funeral home, I realized that I didn't pick up the educate statement. I spent the eternal sleep of the drive trying to recollect what it said.

As we pulled into the funeral home driveway, I saw that there were respective news vans with their ethereal transmitting aerial extended. There was a pulpit set up and several microphones attached to it. All in all, I guessed that there were nearly 50 reporters, more than than were invited to Bob's celebration of Life. That thought depress me.

The chauffeur drove around the building and parked the limo on the driveway next to a funeral station wagon that obviously would carry a casket. Our chauffeur scrambled around the car to carry the back threshold open for us to exit.

Jill and Dakota went inside the funeral home. I took Melanie on my arm to the press group.

I gave her a osculation on the brass, she hugged me briefly. I stepped to the podium and began,"peeress and man it is with a heavy affectionateness that I have to announce the qualifying of Robert K. Jaxson. He was a loving husband. A business organisation Einstein. A great mentor and someone who truly believed in the American language Dream that if you work hard enough, you will be successful, which he was."

Several of the reporters all clamored at the same time to ask questions.

"I'll take just a duet of questions as we are to get inside to his Celebration of life serve,"I tell them.

"Mr. Graham Greene, are you taking over Jaxson Inc. ?"mortal from MSNBC news asked.

"After consulting with Melanie Jaxson, she has asked me to do just that. My new claim will change from COO to CEO,"I tell them.

"How did Mr. Jaxson die ?"Someone from that Brits rag tabloid asked.

"In his bed, quietly. Hospice had been already called in just hours before his passing. side by side doubtfulness,"I said feeling a bit annoyed at that shoemaker's last question.

Several other reporter clamored again to ask a inquiry. I pointed to FOX News. An attractive dame asked,"So what is your side by side relocation for the company ?"

"I do not know this very instant. If you will excuse us, we need to head inside,"I say taking Melanie by the cubital joint and walking her interior as tears rolled down her cheeks. I handed her my handkerchief.

We step inside only to be met by a great round man who introduced himself as Tony Peppers, the Director of the Funeral place. He hugged Melanie and shook my hand.

He led us to the festivity room. There wasn't a soul in there except for Jill and Dakota. I was floored. In my mind, I was screaming WHAT THE HELL ?

Melanie shrugged her shoulders and said,"See, I told you that he ran everyone off. He was working so hard that people, his acquaintance, distanced themselves and now, here at his passing, no one showed up,"she says with snag now streaming down her fount. I hugged her.

I see a twinkle ricochet off the paries of the room. Before I could even turn around Mr. Peppers physically removed the television camera guy from the hallway to outside of the building.

Melanie hung her head and asked if we would mind if we just left. I told her that we would do whatever she wanted. She headed towards the side doorway, not the social movement door. Mr. white pepper apologized for no one showing up. He called on his radio set asking to bring our limousine around to the back threshold. He walked us to the vertebral column door. The chauffeur held the limousine doorway undefendable. We quietly exited the building. Our chauffeur took us out a punt ingress and headed for the airport.

I just held Melanie in my arms throughout the drive to the airport.

Once we arrived at the airplane, we exited the limo and proceeded up the step. I walked hand in helping hand with Melanie. Dakota and Jill were just a few steps behind.

The door was latched, and we headed down the taxiway towards takeoff.

Once in the air, no one dared to speak. The four-hour trajectory felt twice that long with no one chatting.

Just as the jet's landing gear was being locked into place Melanie asked,"Where's your little girl, Tina ? ''

"She went home early. She's moving out of our house to go hold up with her Mother in AZ. Apparently, her begetter passed away a couple of weeks ago and her Mom needs her,"Jill explained.

I told everyone that we were changing the figure from the Commune to Chateau de l'amour or castling of Love. Both ladies loved the new name.

As the jet touched down on the runway, it was squeamish to be back house. When it taxied around to the common soldier aeroplane area, I saw our jet resting comfortably between a brace of Learjet's.

Our jet came to roost and I peered out the window to see Fred waiting patiently for us with the door undetermined and the trunk overt.

Melanie gave each of us a hug and a kiss, thanking us for bringing her to California.

She was the initiatory one to tread off the jet, followed by Jill, then Dakota and finally me.

As the Lady got into the limo, Fred pulled me aside and handed me a folded-up newspaper. I unfolded it to see a huge picture of me hugging Melanie. Clearly, it was the picture that the cinematographer took before Mr. peppercorn removed him. The headline read ; JAXSON DEAD, cat valium TO ASSUME mastery

I wasn't mad as it was precise, the photograph was what annoyed me. I handed the paper back to Fred and let him fuck that we would no longer be calling the home the Commune, it would now be called the Chateau de l'liaison or simply the Chateau.

He shut the door and off we went to the Chateau.

Melanie looked out the windowpane like a kid looks at the Christmas tree on Christmastide morning. Her optic sparkled looking at all the shopping and restaurants.

After about 45 minutes, Fred pulled into the courtyard of the Chateau. Melanie's eyes got huge. She realized that our home was much, much larger than her mansion in the Hamptons.

CHAPTER 5

Amy and St. John the Apostle met us at the figurehead doorway. Each one hugged or kissed us as we tried to maltreat inside our home.

Fred unloaded our old bag from the trunk and Gospel According to John carried them inside of the house. He walked them to the seize rooms, however when he had Melanie 's bag he made the August 15 that she was going to get Tina's old way, which he was chasten in his assumption.

Jill and I opened our luggage and just dumped the whole contents into the washing hamper, which was empty.

Dakota went to her room and just flopped on her bed.

I realized that it was almost 10am and summoned everyone to the kitchen for breakfast. When we all got there, everyone was already eating. john and Diane were there, the Twin Falls, Belinda, Allison, the CG guy wire, Marcus, Paula, Jennifer, and Amy were all eating.

Sammy and Bobby offered us an miscellany of food, all of which we saw that John the Evangelist had on his home base. We laughed at him since it was already his mo. Melanie just sat there smiling not really knowing how to take part just yet.

We all ate till our abdomen were full, even Saint John's belly. Diane put her straits on his shoulder, which I was glad to see.

I stood up and introduced Melanie to everyone. Both Sammy and Bobby made gentle but nice comments about how sexy she looked. She blushed a bit.

They each brought her a plate of food. She didn't know what to do with all that nutrient saying,"Guys, you're going to construct me fat,"smiling at the attention.

"No worries, we'll aid you work it off,"Bobby said with Sammy nodding his head in agreement.

Melanie blushed yet again.

I went over to the CG cat and thanked them for taking care of our sept. They both said that uncle Fred told them in no unsettled footing that they were to ‘ guard the palace'. Clearly, I had not told them about the name modification but it was obviously was spot-on.

After the breakfast, Bobby and Sammy cleaned up the kitchen then sat with Melanie. There was lot of talking and a few quick squeeze when the chefs did n't think anyone was watching. However, Dakota was watching, Dakota always watches.

Tomorrow was a new workday, Monday. I would check my laptop later tonight and again in the morning. I looked around the elbow room, everyone was enjoying each other's company. I just smiled, we had made it through Bob's funeral and now Melanie was here to bug out her new life.

I thought to myself about how prosperous I was since taking the job as a Chauffeur.

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