The Chauffeur ( # 28 ) gun for hire and early Stuff

By PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

When I woke up on Tuesday morning, Jill was still all entangled in me. It took a couple of minutes to untangle and not wake her. As I stepped into the shower, it dawned on me that neither the security measure hombre nor the gate people had made it here. I made a mental banker's bill to telephone both.

I knew that our safe guy was now handling the whorl changes at the war hawk. demand to have Sharon ask him to break off by at his convenience and finish installing the condom that he left in one of the bedrooms.

I was excited with today's agenda having the Police pistol stove on it. I am very curious about who has firearm education and who does n't. We 're due at the range about 10am and I believe that Dakota has a list of who wants to con and how many limos we need for everyone to travel.

Roger had set us up with someone that he knew and trusted in teaching firearm safety and utilization. I suspected that both CG son, Fred and maybe King John have experience with a firearm. I haven't heard anything from any of the peeress about late firearm training. I smelled food being cooked, Baron Verulam and maybe some sausages, eggs, and toast.

There was a bang on our room access. I unlocked it and found Jennifer and Paula standing there. Both were already dressed, smelled wonderful, and had big smiling on their faces as they were both excited in this daybreak adventure. They both kissed me, but their logical thinking for knocking was to ask about if the instructor would be bringing enough weapons for all of us who are attending. I assured them he would have enough for all of us. They smiled, kissed me and left. I looked at our clock and woke Jill. She needed to get into the cascade and get ready for our adventure.

I got her up and going. I headed down the hall to our primary kitchen. To my surprise, I found both Sammy and Bobby preparation breakfast for everyone. John and Diane were already eating, of course, with john, that was an enormous amount of money of solid food he was consuming.

"Good first light everyone,"I said smiling.

I got lots of groans, a couple of beneficial sunrise back, and a couple of completely understood because umber had not taken effect yet.

I went around kissing all the peeress, warning John that I was NOT going to kiss him, which drew a big laugh from everyone.

Amy told me that the security department hombre had already called and would be here shortly. The gate masses said that since we had changed the name from The Commune to the Chateau it would guide a bit Sir Thomas More time to fix the gens over the logic gate. The secure guy said he would take forethought of the safe's soon, as he was working diligently on the locks of the Hawk.

I pointed out to Amy that we needed a place for her to have the security to be set up, easily accessible to her, and being recorded on a cloud server. She said she already had a localisation set up just off the primary kitchen with a secondary coil location in the big kitchen. I was glad she had a plan in mind.

Since I had already gotten dressed in my frock underdrawers and a Cuban style shirt, I headed outside to the syndicate plate. I noticed the lights on in the pool home that was now a porn studio. I knocked. Allison answered. I heard moaning and groaning in the background signal. I saw both twins on their genu in battlefront of guys that I recognized from the porn manufacture. I didn't see Belinda though. When I asked about her, Allison took my hand and led me to a back bedroom, where she was the centrepiece of a 12-man circle jerky. She whispered in my ear, how excited she was wearing her leash in the house the other day and is looking forward to doing the Sami thing again.

I asked her how using the studio was going, she said that she has had a awful response and now has a modest wait list, that included a pair of Guy that specialize in the BDSM lifestyle. I reminded her about that guy and his caper slapping her around, which was not going to be allowed as she was now MY submissive. She readily agreed, noting that she was only directing the BDSM shoot and would not be part of anything without my personal license, which I was not going to give her.

I did lean into her and whispered to her that she is my favourite subservient. This made her grin. She offered her help to me, but I declined to say that she was working and needed to focus on that. She smiled and kissed me whispering in my ear how happy she is now that she has a Dom that she can trust.

I squeezed her ass as I left the porn studio. As I walked back across to the house, I see John peering out the deoxyephedrine doors at me with a big cheesy smiling on his face.

He opened the door for me. I responded,"No John, it's not what you are hoping happened. I was just checking on our smut studio apartment as I saw their luminosity on,"He just shook his head and went on about his business.

This morning the firm was buzzing. I wasn't sure what got everyone moving around so too soon, but with Bobby and Sammy cooking, the theatre smelled delicious. I took a plate to the full of egg, sausage, syrup, and toast. The bozo also set out a glass of pineapple juice and Milk for me. I sat at the kitchen table thinking about what Mom had said about needing a evening gown dining room board. She was right. I texted her that I had seen a Carya illinoinsis table somewhere and thought it to be a beautiful board, but that our table needs to be able to seat at to the lowest degree 20 people.

Both Dakota and Jill came to the kitchen. Dakota was all smiles seeing the coffee tree pot all filled and waiting for her. She kissed Bobby and Sammy on the cheek before filling her coffee cup.

Jilly also filled a coffee cup, but she also held a scale out looking for food. Sammy gladly heaped food onto her plate. She picked up Mrs Butterworth 's sirup and carried it over to the table. She used it and then I used it covering my sausage patties with the sugary substance.

I heard a splash and looked out to see the two Twin naked in the pool. This drew a chuckle from the inside radical. I sent Saint John the Apostle out there to check on them, which he did gladly. They reached up and under the guise of him helping them out of the pool, they pulled him into the pool fully clothed. Those of us who were watching laughed out loud. John was happy being in the pool with two nude twins. I looked around but didn't see Diane anywhere.

Both twins took to kissing John. They pushed their defenseless bodies against him and began removing his clothes. The firstly thing he removed was his billfold. He now needed to dry it as soon as potential. Thankfully, he did not give birth his cell speech sound in his pants sack when he hit the water.

Corey dove under the water only to go forth with King John's pants and boxer boxers. John looked over at the house and just smiled. None of us cared if he has some syndicate sex with the Gemini the Twins, in fact, I think a distich of the guy, like Marcus, envied Gospel According to John. I leaned over to Marcus and told him to go sum whoremaster, I 'm sure they would bang to suffer you as an addition. Marcus wasted no prison term in getting up, shedding his clothes and went running out into the pool. I saw Carol swim over to Marcus and set about playing with him.

Amy told me that my box seat had arrived yesterday, while I was in the sleeping accommodation with Jill. She put them in the strawman bedroom behind the living room. I got up and headed there, with Amy following close behind. I opened the room access to see about 50 FedEx boxes of various size. I didn't even have it away where to begin. I told Amy that I wanted the counterpart and Marcus to handle the same sorting job here that they did at the Hawk.

As I went to flex around, Amy cornered me. She put her weapon system around me and pulled me in for a kiss. I pulled her to me, figuring that she felt a bit lonely without Tina being here. I walked her out to the aliveness room. She shed her clothes quickly and began shedding mine. As we both got naked, she sat me down on the couch and straddled my lap. She positioned herself over my manhood and lowered her sex onto me. I began slowly thrusting into her. She began moaning as we rocked together. She began kissing me, well, it was more like making out. We parted our lips allowing each other's tongue to enter our mouth. I felt her Begin to orgasm on me, her body stiffening up as she expelled wetness onto my lap. I thrust into her as deeply as I could get.

I felt that wonderful pang as I began to dart rope after rope of my man seed into Amy. I pulled her into me, hugging her and kissing her. I felt her again reach an orgasm. This meter her whole trunk shook with an orgasmic hurry. We declared our hump for each early as I shot another round of sperm into her. She wrapped her lithe legs around me pulling me thick into her as I shot again and again. Her eyes glazed over, and I felt her soundbox spasm underneath me yet again.

As we were uncoupling, my little Dakota came bounding out from her way to see Amy and I untangling. She came right over to us, kissing each of us. I felt her paw rubbing my cum covered cock. Her abstemious strokes felt wonderful. It didn't take long for me to be hard again just for her. She pulled Amy off me and planted herself down on my lap. She impaled herself onto my humanness in one deft bm. We began to shake back and forth. We continued rocking back and forth for quite a prospicient time. She began kissing me, licking my neck, and playing with my ear. All of that felt wonderful. I thrust into her, shooting rope after rope into her. She moaned in total banker's acceptance, declaring her love for me yet again.

Amy didn't leave us, she sat on the end of the couch watching us and fingering her own cum filled slit. She was making a muss on the leather couch. Her pussy was expelling all the cum that I had put in there. She pulled out two fingers fully of cum, licking them clean. She moaned as she cleaned her own fingers. As my cock finally began to deflate, Amy took one last lick of my cock taking care to clean the cum from Dakota off my humanness. Dakota just smiled seeing Amy being subservient to me yet again.

CHAPTER 2

As the time for us to pull up stakes quickly approached, I remembered that Fred had left one of the limos out into the courtyard. He got up, got dressed and headed outside to go fill up the limousine. He returned less than a half hour later with the car all filled up and he even vacuumed the car out.

I returned to the kitchen and saw virtually all the playgroup dressed and waiting to head to the side arm range.

The other limos arrived, and we all piled into any of the railcar. Jill, Dakota, Sharon, and Mom all joined me in Fred's limo.

The rest of the mathematical group all chose a car. All three limo were full of our playgroup. Off we went to the pistol range.

Marcus was left behind with pedagogy about the security measure company along with instructions that the gate citizenry may show up as well as the locksmith putting the remaining prophylactic into various room around the house. He accepted the responsibility.

As we drove to the reach, Jill told us about how punishing it was for her to memorise to measure up on the cooking stove in the leatherneck, although she was using Thomas More than just a handgun, she had to restrict with a rifle as well.

Sharon told us about growing up in a house where her Dad went hunting when the season came around. However, it was all a ruse to sustain a lady friend on the side. Her Mom figured it out when he came home after a week of being gone ‘ hunting'but he had the demand same clothes on that he left in. She rummaged through his baggage only to notice a precious lacy bra, certainly not one of her Mothers ’. They divorced after that hunting season. He married his ‘ girlfriend'about 6 month later.

Mom told us that Bob disapproved of gun for hire saying ‘ that is the job for individual else'so he never had guns in their planetary house. She never ever even handled a gun, let alone burgeon forth one. Fred offered his assistance making everyone in the back of the car smile.

Dakota had to be cajoled to verbalize about hitman. She said she grew up in a tough neighborhood, mickle of gangs, lots of unsavory people many if not most had a gun. She said in high school one of her booster was brutalized at gunpoint. She was so shaken up that she ended up committing suicide. She told us that she is very apprehensive about this education. Jill put her arm around Dakota and said something in her ear that I couldn't hear.

Then the incumbrance was on me. I told them about the Saturday morning family that I took my son to when he was about 8. This really pissed off his Mother, but I was intent on taking the ‘ fun'out of handling a firearm. We sat and listened to an instructor teach the small fry about the difference of opinion between a six-gun and a semi-automatic pistol. He showed the kids how to be able to await at a artillery and know if there is a safety or not, how to load and discharge a side arm, as well as how to houseclean a weapon properly. I explained that at his age all his supporter were enamored with guns. He told me respective class later as he became a stripling that his estimable friend Billy nearly shot the crime syndicate dog. He had found his Dad's .45 under his pillow and ran around the inside of the firm when it went off. The dog ran and hid underneath a bed. He remembers how truncheon just dropped the gun on the level and went running to his bedroom knowing that he was getting a beating when Dad got home. As I told this storey, we arrived at the range.

When Fred parked the car, he turned around and said that he wished more parents took the responsible route. I agreed with him as did everyone else in the limo.

I was happy to see the size of it of the group once we all emerged from their respective limo. The teacher introduced himself and his assistant since Dakota had warned him about how declamatory our grouping would be.

We all followed him into a classroom character setting where the learning would begin. He had many Sir Thomas More pistol than we needed, which was a rilievo to me.

As we all took a seat, I noticed that Dakota was seated right next to Jill. Fred, both CG male child already had firearm and carry permission. The instructor had us fulfill out the carry permit form if we wished to be cleared to maintain and plow a firearm.

The first two 60 minutes of the grooming were…. well…. oil production. necessity, but boring.

Before we were even allowed to handle a firearm, we had to pass a poor quiz about handling a gun that the instructor had put together. It was a quick quiz, but it took everyone off guard a bit. Surprisingly John and Dakota both finished ahead of everyone else. Jill and I were present moment behind. The instructor told us as we were working on the quiz that as you finish you then get to clean a gun to hear with.

John chose a Julia Evelina Smith & Wesson .357 Dakota took clasp of a smaller Smith 9mm that fit her hand.

Jill took time lag of a Glock 9mm. I picked up a larger version of Dakota's Smith 9mm, this one had a longer blood line that fit my deal better.

Mom, well she was quite risible, she picked up a gun like she was picking up a utter rat. This made several of us chuckle, but it was Fred who saved the day with her helping to choose a gun to her size but not with such force to overwhelm her. He gave her a Charter subdivision semi-automatic. It fit her hand and coming from Fred she kissed him on the cheek.

Sharon, Paula, Allison, Donna, and Jennifer all relied on person else to choose their gun. Of course, bathroom wanted to demonstrate off, but the CG boys kept him in his hindquarters.

It surprised me to see both Sammy and Bobby with us. I guess I never anticipated them joining us, but I was glad that they did. They each took a Glock as Jill had. Everyone was inspecting their gun. One of the CG boys sat next to John explaining that although a .357 is a great gun, it's better suited for the movies and not in genuine spirit. He selected a Captain John Smith & Wesson 9mm which John Lackland took reluctantly and gave up the declamatory revolver.

In my head, I again see the maturity layer of John growing. Not all that long ago, he would have argued about what gun he wanted, but here he listened to reason and made the substitution. Maybe I need to include him in a real work seance with me.

Now it was clock time to head out to the cooking stove, but before we did the teacher gave us each a yoke of safety Methedrine. He also did not return us ammo until we got to the range, he said he would then give us five one shot each. Paula made us snicker again asking what a round was. The instructor explained that around was another word for bullet. Paula shrugged her shoulders and Jill patted her on the back.

The instructor divided the chemical group down the middle of the year. One half of the class went with the primary feather instructor, the other half went with the assistant. We all got up and followed our respective teacher with him putting each of us at separate horse barn in which to shoot from.

I chose the very end, closest to Dakota and Jill. I wanted to see Jill buck, but after hearing about Dakota's previous experience with a firearm, made me care about her.

Somehow, Gospel According to John ended up on the former side of me. Jill laughed when she saw me and my shadow, even Dakota laughed a bit seeing John next to me.

In my mind, it thought this to be a rather gentle undertaking, boy was I wrong. I guess I should be happy that we were all shooting in the same instruction at least. It was clear who had handgun training and who did n't. I was n't bad, all my stave at least hit the mark paper. However, hapless Paula and Jennifer had no beat hit the target paper. They were both ready to give up almost immediately. The primary coil instructor moved Jennifer and Paula closer to the CG son, that way each one of them could leave them gentle mesmerism about being more than successful.

Sammy and Bobby also helped. They each made gentle suggestions to Donna and Allison, although I don't think Allison was comfortable holding the gun. She kept putting the gun down after each shot. Sammy told her to force out all five one shot then put the firearm down.

Next, to me, I heard five dead reckoning all grouped together. I turned and saw Jill coaching Dakota. Jill, the CG guys, Fred, and Sammy and Bobby all had put their rhythm inside the black, but the CG guy rope and Fred all hit plaza good deal. The instructor offered to change the target newspaper publisher from a quarry to one of a ‘ bad guy ’, Dakota readily accepted the offer.

It was as if a tripping replacement turned on with Dakota. She put her next five all in the face of the bad guy……all five ! She smiled at her termination, Jill laughed even the instructor made citation that sometimes you just call for something more than a composition target to gain things click.

The lowly instructor went along the shooting argumentation offering to shift from targets to the bad guy target, bathroom wanted to try. He did ok, all five of his scene hit the guy, but there was no pigeonholing. Bobby stepped over to John Lackland and suggested that he obtain the gun with one hand and the other hand act as a al-Qaida underneath the gun ancestry to keep the recoil to a minimum. When John tried the suggestion, he got four out of the five together with the fifth one not part of the group but directly between the eyes. John was set to be done after seeing that. We all laughed at our new ‘ gunslinger ’. What surprised me the most was the upkeep Jill was showing Dakota on how to properly utilize her weapon.

Dakota would take her five shots, Jill would establish her advice, and then Dakota would fire five more. Clearly, Dakota was determined to master this and kept at it until her shooting became much better.

I asked the instructor if we could get all our military hoi polloi lined up next to each other and have ourselves a piddling shoot off. He shrugged his shoulder joint and asked the radical if they would be willing, which they all agreed. In my foreland, I thought that one of the CG boys would rise to the top. However, it was a surprise to me that although the CG son were outstanding, Fred and Jill took top honors. Fred put all five of his again center great deal on the unconstipated target. Jill used the bad-guy quarry and put all five squarely in the chest. The CG boys all had center plenty scene, but each one had one bingle shot that drifted and touched the ancestry, whereas Fred did not.

Dakota just kept practicing repeatedly, focusing on her mastering this accomplishment. Jill was clearly a keen help to her giving her advice and direction on bettering her technique.

The former ladies all enjoyed the event, but they didn't believe that they would ever need this accomplishment. However, Sharon also kept at the shooting trying to master the acquisition as well. She was quite the spitfire, not volition to quit. Mom, well she really didn't feeling comfortable using the gun, but she did anyway. She kept trying until all five of her shots hit the target at least.

I was impressed that both Sharon and Dakota were determined to subdue this skill. privy, well he was his usual bathroom self, but he again showed signs of maturity when he was given advice on how to boost his shooting skill set. All in all, we had a corking time. The instructor took a group photo of everyone together holding their gun in front of them. He told me that he would have got them developed and mail the set to us.

Once the grooming family was over, I felt it was time for another dandy lunch at Fred's preferred Italian restaurant. Mom was excited to hear we would be going back there. In her creative thinker our rock star would still be there, however, the eternal rest of us just rolled our center thinking to ourselves ‘ you wish'. It dawned on me that I had made a hope and had not followed through. Before we all got into the automobile, I pulled Fred aside and spoke to him. He assured me that he would take attention of what I was asking.

Since the CG male child were Fred's nephews, I assumed that they knew of Fred's Italian restaurant. Oddly, they had no hint when I asked them to call ahead and let them know we were coming over, all 14 of us. Thankfully, Dakota had the number already on her earphone and made the call.

Everyone seemed all hyped up as if Adrenalin was pumped into everyone. There was lots of chatter heading to the eating place. Mom, Jill, and Sharon were all talking as if they were sisters talking about the cute boy in high school.

"dad, would it be OK with you if I went base instead of eating lunch with everyone ? I'm feeling a bit nauseated and the thought of ail bread is making my pot do flip flops,"Dakota said to me.

"Sir, I'd be happy to involve young woman Dakota back to the house,"Fred offered.

'' That would be fine, thank you, Fred, '' I answered.

As we pulled into the parking lot, Fred pulled up next to the door and let us out. I kissed Dakota before getting out. She assured me it was nothing to vex about she was just a bit nauseated.

I got out and everyone else got out of their limo. The CG boys were quite happy as they had never ridden in a limo before today. Yet, the buzz was still about the gun family and the shooting. Everyone congratulated Jill on kicking the hell out of the others, but Jill being Jill politely told everyone that they all ‘ let'her win. In my head, I wasn't for certain if they did or not. I knew one of the CG son was a sniper but shooting a 50 calibre from a moving helicopter is far different than shooting a pistol.

Fred left with Dakota. Jill knew by my nerve that I was disturbed about her. The lowest two clip we had pregnancy issues, there was more to it than just being nauseated. I decided to call Dr. Ronda.

"Hey cutie, what makes you call me, horny again are you ?"She says in a cute joking manner.

"Well, my sexy darling, I'm actually calling you to please give Dakota a call. She is skipping lunch with the crew and is headed back to the house. I'm sure that I'm just being a big old worry-wort, but I want to err on the mark of caution. Will you check on her as a favor to me ? '' I ask.

"ducky, for you I'd do just about anything. I'll vociferation her when we hang-up. But don't be surprised if I'm at your theatre collecting my doctor fees,"She gives me a quick phone kiss and hangs up.

Jill scratch my back, she knows that I'm worried.

Jill's phone bombination.

"Hello, this is Jill Greene,"she says.

There's a interruption as I can only hear Jill's side of meat of the conversation.

"Yes, tomorrow sunrise would be mulct. We'll see you then. Have a great day !"She says before hanging up.

"What was that all about ?"I ask.

"A large shareholder of First Duke of Marlborough Down wants to buy all of our sawbuck raceway. He's put an investor radical together and they would wish to meet with us tomorrow morning at the Hawk. They wanted to induce sure they were not intruding on any funeral or family time with esteem to Bob Jaxson."She says to me.

"Well, darling, you've told me that the racecourse are groovy cash cow, their operating monetary value and liability insurance policy have gone up exponentially. I was thinking about the financials you sent me and maybe selling one, two, or all of them would be a good idea. What do you believe ?"I say to Jill as we go inside the restaurant.

"If we can, I say sell them all. Right now, they are all in the black, but it wouldn't take often for that to change."Jill tells me as I hold her seat out for her.

"Didn't we get them in the Happy, Happee Limo great deal ? Weren't they bought under the limo license and we acquired them for following to nothing like the recording studio ?"I ask.

"Yes, we did. Let me accept a spry look but off the top of my oral sex we may be capable to get them to exact the wholly software package, including that one in upstate New York that hasn't made money in three or four years."Jill says. I just sleep with it when she gets into the business mode, she is so sexy then.

The proprietor comes over to greet us. Before we even say anything, he has two bottles of Chianti and three baskets of ail boodle being delivered to the table. He also has several trash of pee. Fred had mentioned that we would like water with the meal. The possessor did inquire where Fred was. I told him he is running one of our party dwelling house, as she wasn't feeling well.

"Must have eaten Hellenic solid food, too much Lamb,"the owner says laughing. We all chuckled along with him.

I leaned over to Jill and asked,"Darling do you have a company check with you ? I'll need one for after lunch,"I say to her quietly.

"Sure, let me get you one out of my handbag,"she says reaching into her bag.

"What's it for ?"She asks.

"I promised something and it's clock time to pay up,"I say avoiding the real solution with all the capitulum around listening.

It wasn't very long before scale full of spaghetti and meat sauce started arriving at the mesa. It didn't even dawn on me until we were eating that Diane did not join us.

"favorite, have you seen Diane ?"I ask Jill.

"Um, come to think about it, no,"she replies.

"Jennifer, where's Diane ?"I ask.

"Didn't she tell you ? She went to the office since she was uncomfortable with handling a gun. She said you told her it was optional,"Jen replies.

"Of track, it was optional. I just don't commemorate her saying she was uncomfortable with guns,"I reply.

I get up and walk around the table and squat down side by side to John.

"Hey, where's Diane ?"

"She's at work. She didn't want to do the gun matter, but she felt she should be at work if not with us. I told her she was being overly sensible, but she's serious about making sure enough you're happy with her,"lavatory tells me.

"Dial her up for me on your phone please,"I ask John.

John takes out his telephone set and telephone dial it and hands it to me.

"HI HUNNY BUNNY,"Diane says thinking it was King John calling her.

"Well, hi back Diane,"I say to her chuckling.

"OH SHIT"she replies.

"ducky, why are you at work ? This was supposed to be an outing day for everyone,"I say to her.

"daddy, I screwed up before. I want you to think beneficial of me. I figured that if I wasn't at the gun thing, then I should be here at my desk working,"she says back.

"well, darling, we're missing you. No one is here to slap John upside his pass when he says something pudding head,"I say to her trying to be funny.

I add,"Darling, can we make for you lunch or something to eat ?"

"No, I just had a couple of sandwiches that I made before I left the sign of the zodiac this morning plus, I have a small salad to have in a bit,"she says back.

'' Diane, are you taking the antenatal vitamins as Dr. Ronda suggested ? '' I ask.

"Well, I keep forgetting,"she says.

"OK but know that we'll talking about fixing that tonight. I want you to make a bright beautiful child, even if trick is the Church Father,"I say looking at John Lackland and laughing. She laughs as well, even John chuckles.

I tell her that I'll see her tonight and hand the earpiece back to John.

I walk back down to my seat. I stop at Sharon and lean in an ask her,"will you move down by me please ?"

I hold my hand out and help her up from the table. We walk down to my spot. One of the CG boys brings her chair. Jill scooches over and drag my chair over as well making room for Sharon.

I put her collection plate of food for thought down at the hollow spot, hold for the chair to be set in topographic point and make Sharon's script as she sits down.

Just as I sit down future to her, I see Fred walking in the eatery. He gives me a quick pollex up, so I know what I asked him to do is done.

"WOW, luncheon with the boss, '' Sharon says smiling.

"How has the day been so far ?"I ask.

"Oh, my goodness. This has been a crazy day. The gun range, the division about how to do by a gun, lunch here, this is an awe-inspiring piece of work day,"She says with a big smile on her face.

"commodity, we have an errand to run after lunch before we head back to the Chateau. Oh, by the way, Jill and I need to reserve the big league room tomorrow. I don't sleep together how hanker we'll need it but let me book it for the total day. Also, we need to let coffee, water, juice ready for tomorrow. We have an investment grouping coming together Jill and me tomorrow. Can you have that ready for us ? '' I ask of her.

Sharon stops eating and dial up the office and has a speedy conversation with someone and in just a couple of proceedings she has everything set up. I smile and thank her. She goes back to eating. As Fred joins us, everyone welcome's him. He sits down future to Bobby and Sammy who are stuffing their faces almost as fast as John, which I didn't think anyone could even come up close.

We all sit and take in our time enjoying the food and the friendship of everyone at the board. Fred tells me that Dakota got a call in the car from Dr. Ronda and that she will stop by tonight just to crack on Dakota.

"Oh, yeah sir, she told Dakota to tell you that your bill is past tense due,"He says to me.

I just laugh.

We spend about an time of day before I see virtually everyone done. Jill and I exchange items, I give her some cash to pay for the meal and she gives me a company check.

I get up and thank everyone telling them I need to head to the office for a bit asking Sharon to connect me. She willingly agrees.

CHAPTER 3

We walk outside the restaurant and there is a Ithiel Town car waiting for us. I hold the door open for Sharon and get in with her. The driver already knows where we are headed. Sharon asks,"Why are we heading to the role ?"

"We're not,"

"But you said…."she says.

"Just intrust me,"I tell her.

We don't locomotion too far, about three miles before we pull into our destination. A Mercedes dealership. Sharon's heart get big then tear up. I just smile. The driver pulls the car up to the straw man door of the dealership. We get out and walk inside.

We meet a receptionist, who inquires why we are there. I just think to myself other than machine what are they selling ?

"Ma'am, we would care to verbalize to your newest salesperson,"I tell the receptionist.

She picks up the phone and dials someone up.

"She'll be right here. Would you like some chocolate or bottled urine while you wait ?"The receptionist asks.

"No thank you, we're fine. How farseeing until the sales representative is here ? '' I ask.

From behind me, I hear, `` hi, I'm told you asked for me ?"a untested vox says.

We turn around and see a lovely young woman standing with a big smile on her face.

"I'm Brandi Johansson. My admirer ring me BJ. Do I know you from somewhere because you don't feeling conversant to me,"she asks.

"Ms. Johansson, you don't know us. I asked for the New sales rep,"I answer as I try not to be obvious that I'm looking her trunk over. I guess I wasn't that subtle as I feel a poke in the costa from Sharon.

"Please address me BJ,"she says making Sharon and me smile.

"OK, BJ, we're here to buy this young dame a car,"I tell her.

"well sir, we don't sell gondola,"she replies.

"Um, then what are those things parked all over your lot and inside this edifice ?"I ask now that she has me curious.

"Those automobiles sir are Mercedes Benz, the ok automobile on the planet,"she says with a big smile on her face.

"But they're still cars are they not ?"I ask.

"Well, um……yes, I guess they are,"She says a bit more subdued.

"tone BJ, we already know the eccentric of MERCEDES. We just need to cull out color and pick and retard to see if you have it in stock certificate,"I tell her.

"Um, OK. Which one do you want ?"She asks.

"It's not for me. It's for Sharon,"I tell her turning and looking at Sharon.

"Hello Ms. Sharon, your Dad says you only have to foot out the color and the selection,"BJ says.

"My DAD ? No love, he's my boss,"Sharon says with a bit of redness to her face.

"Oh WOW, I wish Sir Thomas More foreman bought car for their people,"BJ says.

"Um, did you just cry them cars ?"I ask smiling.

"Yeah, sorry. They make a big mass in training to not call them cars,"she tells us.

"BJ let's start over. Hi, I'm David Graham Greene. This is my construction manager Sharon. My company is buying her a car of her choice and she chose a Mercedes. Can you help us ?"I say to her.

'' Yes, sir. I would be happy to help you. Do you have a model picked out and do you know what color is available in the model ?"She asks.

"BJ I was hoping for an E class,"Sharon says.

"Which E course of instruction and what colouration,"BJ asks.

"Do you have an E-300 in either red or blue ?"Sharon inquires.

'' Yes, Ma'am. We have one of each. They are also usable in black, Ag, and Caucasian,"she explains.

"St. David, I would really love a red one, if that's OK with you,"Sharon asks.

"deary, it's your car, chose what you want,"I tell her.

"BJ may I see the red one ?"

"Certainly, please stick to me. I just have to bar at our security desk show them your permit and get the keys,"she explains.

We both get our permission out and handwriting them to BJ. As she walks away from us, I again get poked in the ribs with Sharon saying in my ear,"Bet you'd like a shot at her eh ?"chuckling as she says it.

"Would you expect anything less from your foreman ?"I reply smiling the unit time.

BJ stops at the protection desk who takes our licenses and runs them through a political machine before he hands them back to her and gives her a set of paint as well.

We walk over to BJ and she takes us by golf cart to a row of E class Mercedes. Sharon's eyes light up when she sees the red one. She grabs my bicep and clinch as she is excited like a child on Yule morning.

BJ begins her jog about owning a Mercedes. 50 coats of paint, 15 coats of crystallise lacquer, 5-star crash rating, hand-stitched leather seats, seating for five, rear view camera, blah, blah, blah. My eyes roll listening to the prepared talking to about the Mercedes.

"BJ can we acquire the vehicle for a mental test campaign ?"I ask.

She opens the door and Sharon gets in the driver's hind end. I get in the backwards nates and BJ gets in the passenger incline. Once we are all in and secured with the seat belts, she hands Sharon the key fob. Sharon starts the car. She is so aroused that her men are almost shaking.

Sharon listens intently to BJ excuse affair about this model. I just sit back and hear. The exam drive takes Sir Thomas More than an hour as BJ wanted Sharon to receive all the feature film of the car.

"BJ what did you do before selling Mercedes ?"I ask. Sharon looks at me through the rearview mirror and smiles. She knows I'm up to something.

"I bounced around from one retail job to another while finishing college. I began dating this guy, an Old guy, who told me I would pass water hatful of money selling these elevator car. I've been working here 3 calendar month now and have not sold even one car. I've gotten close twice, but they did not qualify for financing. I feel like I got hoodwinked, but I owe them for 12 hebdomad of a draw poker with no gross revenue,"she explains to Sharon and me.

"Do you like doing this job ? Selling cars, I mean."I ask.

'' At kickoff, yes. It was fun and exciting all new, but now it is getting more lower by the day. I 'm sorry, I should n't be telling you all this, '' she says.

"Then, tell me what did you go to college for and what would you care to do ?"I ask.

"wellspring sir, I only got my AA stage in job finance. I would really like to have an office job working regular hours but feeling like I was accomplishing matter,"BJ tells me.

"Great, then come body of work for me. I think Sharon needs an assistant. What do you say, Sharon, would you like an assistant ? '' I say smiling to her.

"Absolutely Boss !"She says back.

"BJ, I saw a car next to this one in a beautiful blueing, is that the same as this red one ?"I ask.

"Oh no sir, that one is more expensive. This one that we're in is $ 61,000 that depressed one you saw is $ 83,000,"she tells us.

As Sharon pulls the car back onto the lot of the Mercedes dealership BJ directs her where to park the vehicle.

"Well, Sharon is this your car, or do you want to screen drive something else ?"I ask.

"You know I want this one, why are you teasing me ?"She says smiling.

"Because I can,"I say to her laughing.

"Let's go inside and talk to your sales managing director,"I tell BJ.

We get out and head inside. She stops at the security measures desk and hands the key fob back to the protection guard. She walks us to this tiny office with a cheap desk that has two stinking hard plastic chairs. She tells us she will be in good order back with her sales manager.

It only takes a span of proceedings before she appears with a guy who epitomizes the very definition of a used car salesman. She introduces him as Tony Rolf.

"Hello sir, I'm Tony Rollo, sales director. BJ tells me that you're looking to buy that nice red E300. She's a knockout, isn't she ?"He says to me, but what I hear in my head word is fustian, blah, rant. My head likened the sound to the teacher's phonation in the old Charlie Brown cartoons.

"Tony, I am concern in that car. What is the best OUT THE door price you can give me ?"I ask.

"well, you're in portion, we have a great deal on limited financing for all new customers,"he begins.

"Tony, Tony, stop right there. I asked for your best out the door damage,"I tell him.

"well sir, we haven't discussed…."

I cut him off mid-sentence."Mr. Rollo, do you want to make a sale, or do you want to ravage my time. I have little solitaire for time wasting. I work for a bread and butter. If you can't tell me what I asked you for either get your knob or I'm going to your competitor,"I tell him sternly. I see BJ's eyes get bigger. Apparently, she hasn't seen anyone put Mr. Rolf in his place.

"Sir, I'll be right back with my boss. The proprietor of the dealership,"He gets up sounding a bit defeated.

He returns a yoke of minutes late with a slender man.

"Sir, this is Klaus. He owns this dealership,"Tony tells me.

Klaus extends his handwriting and we shake.

"Mr. Klaus, we came in here to buy a Mercedes. No financing just to buy the darn car. Yet, your man here seems to want to macerate my fourth dimension. I work for a support and would like to get back to doing what I do. So, I'll ask you the same doubtfulness What is the respectable out the doorway price on that red Mercedes that we just quiz horde with this hardworking lady BJ ?"I say in a poop vocalization, now getting a bit annoyed.

"That car sir goes for $ 61,000 but I can let you accept it for $ 58,500,"He says to me.

"And what if we want the blue one ?"I ask.

"Oh sir, that one is more expensive. The MSRP is $ 83,000 but I can let you throw it for $ 79,500,"He tells me.

"And that's your advantageously Leontyne Price to me and these are out the door toll, tax, tag, and all your little preprinted fees ?"I ask.

"OK, I'll take both and I want your assurance that BJ here gets the cite for the sale. I'm only here because she worked so hard on this cut-rate sale. If I didn't need to get back to work soon, I would have got just left and gone to your competitor. How recollective do you remember this will take ?"I say with an air of superiority.

"Sir, we will have all the paperwork done and the cars set up in less than 90 moment. Will that be sufficient ?"Klaus says to us. However, I see Sharon having a hard time sitting still in her chairwoman, the uncomfortable chair.

'' Mr. Klaus, can we displace to somewhere that is more comfortable. These chairman really suck to sit in,"I say to him.

He leads us to another much more lavish berth. I see the nameplate on the door that it belongs to Mr. Rollo.

We go in and sit down. BJ tries to excuse herself to go back out front to wait for another customer.

"Oh no BJ, you get to stay on in here with us. You're our sale person you get to reap the reward of selling us not one but TWO cars,"I say to her in social movement of Mr. Rollo.

He nods telling her to sit down and join us while the new car get-ready section preps the two machine and their back-office people prepare all the paperwork.

The three of us chat and laugh about dozens of things. Sharon goes on a sales lurch to BJ about how good of a Bos I've been. She tells her about today's risky venture, the gun range, the class on gun refuge, the fabulous dejeuner, and now getting her a new car. I think to myself that BJ is truly a sweetheart. She is certainly more beautiful than the twins Corey and Carol While she is no Jill, nor Dakota, nor even Amy for that matter she is quite beautiful, you can see it.

A conservatively dressed lady comes into the position and sits down across the desk from us. She turns her paperwork around so we can see the two cut-rate sale contracts as she goes over them seam by line. Once she is done, she asks for payment. I write out the handicap to the name of the dealership and in the amount of $ 138,000, signing my name at the bottom. She looks at the check and asks if I'm the new CEO of the troupe that she saw on MSNBC. When I tell her that I am, she asks if she could get a cell telephone set exposure of us. I tell her only if our sales person BJ is in the photo.

The three of us stand together, the lady flanking me as the back-office lady picnic three motion picture trying to prepare sure enough she gets a good one. I ask that a copy goes to BJ as her get-go sale. She assures me that one will.

"BJ how close to breakeven does this sales agreement get you ?"I ask her.

"Pretty close, maybe even a smidge ahead,"she says.

"Please go get our lamb Mr. Rolf,"I say to BJ.

Sharon knows what's coming next, of course of action, I have n't been shy about things, I just do n't like Mr. Rollo.

"Ah, Mr. Rollo, I want to thank you. You made it easily for BJ to quit your firm. I'm taking her with us. If you think she still owes your firm money, feel free to send out me the billhook. I'll have my forensic legal team go over what you say she owes you line by line. Should we find even one penny out of station, I'll have no choice but to lodge complaints with the California Better Business office, the California Department of occupation, AAA, and any other agency I can think of. Please tell Mr. Klaus we thank him. Goodbye Mr. Rollo, '' I say to him as I get up and leave with BJ and Sharon.

As we walk to the door, I hand BJ the headstone to the wild blue yonder car.

"I want you to stick with Sharon and me to my house,"I say to her.

BJ stops, turns around and runs over to a desk. She opens the bottom drawer and pulls out a purse. She walks back over to me, stopping at the security desk and handing over her winder and security department tag to the guard and says adieu to him.

"BJ, please hired man me your phone,"I say to her.

She hands me her phone. I put my cell number and the savoir-faire of the Chateau on her phone and separate her to use the car 's GPS to get to my house. She hesitantly agrees. I can tell that she is very aflutter. I just turned her life upside down, but hopefully for the better.

As I get into the red Mercedes with Sharon, my speech sound buzz. It's Jill.

'' Hey, there Sexy. What's up ?"I say to her.

"Did you just buy Sharon a Mercedes ? They called to verify that you had the dominance to sign a hindrance for that amount,"Jill says to me.

"Well, Sharon has a new car. I'm very happy that I fulfilled my promise to her when I hired her. Hey, I have an idea about tomorrow, let me talk to you when we get home, oh, and I have another new person to unite our mathematical group. I hired our car sales representative,"I say to Jill.

"How blonde is she ?"Jill asks laughing.

"Sharon, Tell Jill what you think of BJ,"I say to Sharon.

"Jill, she's beautiful. I'd do her in a moment, you would also. I can't hold until you see the car that David bought for me,"Sharon says as she hands the phone back to me. It dawns on me that we'll need BJ to set up the blue tooth in both cars when we get to the house.

As we turn down the servicing road to the menage, I see in my vizor mirror BJ's face. She is astounded at the homes. We pull into the court of the Chateau. I see the gate guys have installed the gate, but it is still in the open spatial relation. I also see the surety bozo van here. Although, I don't see the safe guy's vehicle.

Sharon parks her car in the absolute substance of the courtyard. BJ parks the aristocratic car next to Sharon's car. We get out of the auto and head to the door. BJ is shocked and amazed. When we open the doorway and go inside, I was worried for a present moment that she might just pass out. Her head is swirling, and she is spinning around trying to see everything. Sharon takes her hand and tells her to fall out her.

Jill and Dakota come bouncing over to me. Both of my ladies give me a big romantic kiss. I take Jill by the hand and take her exterior to the courtyard. I ask her,"Jilly, what's your ducky color ?"

"blue angel"

"OH, MY GAWD, DAVID, IS THAT FOR ME ?"She says screaming with excitement. Dakota follows her over to the car. I toss her the key fob and tell her to take it for a spin. Both she and Dakota get in the car. They slowly circle around and then peel out of the courtyard heading down the religious service road at some ungodly speed, screaming all the way.

I shake my head and manner of walking back inside. Sharon comes bouncing over to me and gives me a huge passionate osculation, right in front of BJ. When she breaks from the candy kiss, she takes BJ's hand and tells her that she's going to get a tour of the shack.

They bound off together. I smell some good food for thought cooking, clearly, Sammy and Bobby are working. I go into the kitchen and ask what smells so good.

"I'm making Grilled Gallus gallus to toss into freshly made alfredo and egg attic. Sammy is making some digit intellectual nourishment starter and I think he's going to do a multiple layered vanilla and strawberry patty for dessert,"Bobby tells me. I look at the microwave clock and see that it is after 5pm. I feel bushed and sit down at the table.

I have a delicate pair of hands cover my eyes, but by the perfume, I can tell that the hands belong to Amy.

"Hi pop, you have a Guest on their way over. She says you owe her for an unpaid bill. pop, I thought Jill handled all the bills ?"She asks.

"Yes, my dear, Jill does carry tutelage of all the genuine bills. However, I'm shot that our guest is Dr. Ronda. She's referring to wanting to diddle with me, she hasn't had the opportunity in a while. Oh, Amy, this is BJ. I hired her away from the car dealership. She's going to be Sharon's help at the hawk, so delight make her feel welcome,"I say to Amy.

"Um, Mr. Greene,"BJ begins to say.

"David,"I correct her.

"Or Daddy,"Amy interjects.

"OK, Saint David. Who are you ? I mean this mansion is bigger than the shop class that I go shopping in. And you seem to cause beautiful cleaning woman bouncing all around here. Are you, um, Hugh Hefner or someone like that ?"BJ asks me.

"No, Hugh Heffner changed the world. He made nude motion picture of fair sex into a worldwide powder store. I 'm just trying to fix my company, Jaxson Inc."I say to her.

"BJ, in the trial run drive you made honorable mention that you dated an older man for a bit who convinced you to get a car salesman ? By chance, was the older guy Mr. Rolf ?"I ask her.

'' How did you know ? I thought no one knew, '' She says with a stunned look on her face.

"I watched the way you acted around him and the way he dismissed you,"I tell her.

"What do you intend ?"she asks.

"When you thought you were supposed to go back out and expect for another customer, he just dismissed you. No recognition for selling two railcar, no thank you for doing a expert job. He was subject matter to just let you go away. He really got ticked off when I told him that you were to stay since it was you that made the sale,"I tell her.

"Yeah, he's dating the former new gal. She's even vernal than me. She's just barely over 21 and me at 25 is now the old gal. We're the only two peeress that work for that franchise, all the other sales representative are men,"she tells me.

Melanie comes around the nook. She kisses me and sits in the chair between BJ and myself.

"Who's this David ?"Mom asks.

"Mom, this is BJ. I hired her away from the car dealership to be Sharon's assistant,"I tell Mom.

"David, this is your Mom ?"BJ asks.

"No darling, I'm St. David's boss's widow. My husband, Jacques Louis David's boss just passed away and David and Jill brought me back from my house in the Hamptons to give ear out here. Which I'm loving, especially with these cute guys that are here like Bobby and his counterpart Sammy, who is in the other kitchen, '' Mom tells BJ.

I see in BJ's eyes that she has questions, I get up kiss Mom and even buss BJ on the top of her principal and head back towards my bedchamber to take a quick shower.

When I get to my bedroom, Amy follows me inside.

"Amy, pet, where is everyone ?"

"wellspring, Gospel According to John and Jennifer went downtown to get Diane from the office. The two CG guy are outdoors at the pool and the Gemini are in the pocket billiards with them. Belinda and Allison are working in the studio. Well, you know where Jill and Dakota are. Mom you just saw in the kitchen. Paula went to the limo company as she had an issue she had to sort out. Donna went to the telephone call center, she wanted to fit on something that she suspects happens when she's not there, so she wanted to give them a surprise visit. Fred is taking the limo back. I don't know where Marcus is, and Mark Newberg said he would be back after 530pm. And of track, I'm here usable to you if you want me, anytime you want me,"Amy says with a sparkle in her eye.

I put my limb around her and pull her to me. She stands on her tippy-toes to kiss me. We stand there for several minutes just kissing. I pull her tightly to me. She puts her arms around my neck opening. I feel her petite organic structure press itself against me. I hear her moan into my mouth as we continue our kiss.

I hear a slight knock on the sleeping accommodation door. I look over to see Sharon and BJ. Sharon brings BJ into the bedroom. She takes Amy's hired hand and pass out with Amy leaving BJ alone with me in my bedroom. BJ turns around and around looking at the sheer size of the bedroom.

"Sir, I'm not sure how well-off I feel. This is so surreal. You take me away from the franchise, you bring me to your rest home, you have all these beautiful woman. What the heck do you see in me ?"BJ says.

"BJ you're a beautiful cleaning woman. Would I like to have physical involvement with you ? ABSOLUTELY ! But, only if you 're unforced. Everyone who is part of my playgroup does this because they love sex and delight making someone else feel practiced. Everything is consensual and none of it has anything to do with their job. Play, don't play, it's all up to you. We have lots of good-looking bozo and other than trick and Diane and Jill and I everyone is single. trick and Diane are engaged, but they play with everyone. Jill and I are marry, but we also play with everyone. If you would like to run, just pick someone out and take on, we're a very friendly bunch. If you are bisexual, virtually all our women here are bisexual. If you know what a tramp is, that probably defines us the best,"I say to her.

"I don't know. I'm spooky. Sharon can't stop talking about you and your ability to please a charwoman. But I see this beautiful tiny woman who just left this room, what 's her name, Amy ? How do I contend with that ? '' She asks.

'' BJ, this is not a competition. As I said, we are just a friendly bunch. When Marcus gets here, I want to introduce him to you. He 's just a bit older than you but he 's a real buff. All the char just know to bring with him. I think that he would be a great first guy to play with."I tell her.

"fountainhead, sir, if you think he's a good one to set forth with, I'll be volition to try. At some point, can I mold my way up to you ?"She asks. Somehow, I just knew that this inquiry was lurking in her head.

"Darling, you don't need to puzzle out up to me. I'm available to you virtually anytime. Although, I do have a dear friend who wants to play with me tonight coming over, Dr. Ronda,"I say to her.

I step forward. I put my branch around her and tip in and kiss her. She responds a bit Sir Thomas More than I anticipated. Her sassing parts and her clapper snakes its way into my mouth. I feel my cock beginning to tent out my garb pant. She feels it as well, reaching down and squeezing my nearly erect cock. I caress her back. I begin to unbutton her blouse. I let it drop to the storey. I reach around and unclasp her bra letting it also fall to the flooring. She begins to unbutton my shirt letting it go down to the floor as well. Her mitt begin to research my dresser as she pulls my tee shirt over my head. I scoop her up in my weapon system, honeymoon flair and lay her on the play bed. I slide her slacks off her. I see that she has these cunning beige lacing step-in. I remove them. While I'm standing at the incline of the bed, I unbuckle my own trouser letting them hang to the storey. I slide my shorts down as well. I hear a small gasp as she sees my hard pecker pointing to the ceiling.

I get into the bed, moving my aspect between her thighs and leaning in to lap up her fair sex. She spreads her legs grasping my hair and pulling me into her. I begin to work out and suck her tasty sex. I feel her getting wetting agent with each lick. I gently put two digit inside of her scrape on her G-spot. This makes her groan loudly as she splashes my helping hand and articulatio radiocarpea. She is moaning loudly now, pulling her genu up towards her facial expression giving me more access to her muliebrity. I keep curling my fingers inside of her making her orgasm more than and more until the big one hit like a mac truck.

"OH GAWD Saint David, THIS FEELS SO WONDERFUL, YOU ARE SO AMAZING, SHARON IS right wing, YOU ARE AN AWESOME LOVER,"she says to me as a huge orgasm scroll through her body.

Another coming rolls through her body as I keep curling my fingers on her G-spot."OH DAVID, I'M CUMMING SO HARD….SO HARD….SO….HAA,"She doesn't finish the musical phrase as a third orgasm rolled through mightily on top of the second one. I let her gather her sensory faculty after the 3rd orgasm. I pull her in confining and just kiss her. She wraps her legs around me and root for me in tightly.

"Jacques Louis David, this is so much better than anything that I've experienced before. Thank you for taking me away from that atrocious space. I guess at some point I need to go domicile and ready for tomorrow,"she says to me.

"BJ, you don't need to go plate tonight. I have plenty of way here. We'll study something out. I just know you will enjoy our group. This is only the kickoff of your sexual awakening,"I tell her.

She pulls herself into me and buss me passionately. She lays her head on my chest and just begins to circle her fingers through my chest hairs. It doesn't take long before I hear her lightly snoring as she has fallen asleep in my arms.

I hear Bobby and Sammy announce that dinner is cook. I gently get up from underneath BJ and head word out, putting on my basketball short and a tee shirt. I leave my sleeping accommodation threshold capable. When I get to the support elbow room, Dakota and Jill are just coming back in with huge smiles on their faces. Clearly, they loved Jill 's new car. I got buss from Dakota and a great kiss from Jill. I whisper in Jill 's ear that we have a new member of the playgroup in our play bed. Jill smiles and says, `` Well, that did n't lead very long, '' giggling at me.

We all head down to the kitchen to get some intellectual nourishment. I see John the Evangelist and Jennifer and Diane are all here. Amy asks me if I enjoyed the new gal, I just nodded yes. She smiled and said,"I suspected you would,"smiling the whole time.

I made myself a big shell of nutrient. I thought about just how skillful my life has become since I became a chauffeur. Tomorrow is another day and Jill and I must meet this investment grouping about the horse cut. We all eat our dinner enjoying each other's company.

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