The Chauffeur ( # 27 ) Getting Back to Work

By : PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

As everyone was sated with Sammy and Bobby's wonderful cooking, the chefs seemed to find their way to be around Melanie,

Both of them were clearly flirting with her and she was loving every minute of it. It certainly was nice to see her smile.

I pulled out my laptop and using a pair of earbuds that Dakota gave me, I plugged in and put on some music.

Logging into my piece of work email, there was another 350 electronic mail. I scanned through them. First one that I stopped on was from the trucking caller manger. He was asking for another order of tire. He said that he now has a waiting list since we have priced them down so far that many mugwump truckers have begun to ask to be put on a list and to let them recognise when more tire will be in-stock.

I sat back in my chair. Maybe we stumbled onto something. I sent a follow-up electronic mail to that manager telling him that I would order another batch of the greatly increase parliamentary law from BF Goodrich. I also asked if we should be expanding the tire distribution to other centers since we have a standing waiting lean. I followed up that email with another one to the BF Goodrich tire guy. However, this time I sent him an additional leaning of 15 extra emplacement that I want tires sent. I also inquired about the retread plant in Texas.

I saw multiple e-mail from versatile news show organizations. I read a couple, but the one that caught my tending was one from Jim Cramer and the Mad Money producer. She invited me to entertain an audience with Jim via headphone, via video, or their Leslie Townes Hope, in individual in New York urban center. I replied to them saying that I needed a dyad of week to modulation but would be willing to hail to New House of York for the in-person interview.

In my e-mail rested one from FedEx. They referred to several software program from a R. Jaxson that will be delivered to our house today or tomorrow.

Further scanning brought me to one from the chef at Melanie's house. He asked if he could inquire what the job might be that I referred to, what would be the hours, would it be full time as he didn't think that his religious service with Melanie would be needed much longer. He also attached a CV for me to search at to verify his qualifications and pedagogy. I made billet to chit-chat with Melanie about this guy.

I began to read the ‘ read only'emails, disposing them after. I was listening to some old blues music when I felt a pair of lips on the vertebral column of my neck. I stared straight ahead thinking to myself ‘ who belongs to these soft backtalk'?

A I finger began playing with my ear all the while the sass kept kissing the rear of my cervix with an occasional tongue lick.

Then, a gentle whisper in my ear as one earbud was removed,"Daddy is it ?"

Before I turned around, I closed my laptop computer intellection that I had done enough workplace for now.

Slowly, I turned around. It was Melanie. She was standing there naked. My cock sprang to life. Again, just something about her made me want her. I stood up from the table, removing my other earbud. I pulled her in tightly. She slipped a digit from each hired hand into the waistband of my shorts and pushed them down.

"David, thank you for bringing me here. This is just what an old gal pauperism,"she says to me.

"Did you have something wicked in mind, my dearest ?"I ask.

"will you and Jill play with me ?"She asked.

"Absolutely ! You don't need to ask here Mel just pick somebody and start out licking, sucking, fucking whatever you have in brain. My mathematical group is friendly. There may be some age difference but no one that I'm aware of has an egress with any of that,"I tell her.

I take her by the hand and lead her to our bedroom. When I open the room access, we see can and Marcus having their way with Jill. She is the middle of a spit-roast. Melanie blushes and effort to change state around and walk away. I put my arm around her shank and rend her into the bedroom.

"David, she's busy. Don't bother her,"Melanie directs.

"Jill, love, Melanie would like to charter your place. attention to switch ?"I say loudly.

Jill responds by waving Melanie over to the bed. I push Mel towards the threesome. Jill stops sucking Marcus'cock and unplugs herself from John's massive pecker. She pulls Melanie onto the bed.

"gentleman's gentleman be nice to her,"is all that Jill says before getting out of the shimmer bed.

John leans his boldness down and puts it between Melanie's wooden leg as Marcus positions her to be on all quatern. Greedily, she begins to work out and suck Marcus'still hard cock. It is twitching with excitement.

Jill and I walk over to the manoeuvre bed. Jill starts playing with John the Evangelist's cock from behind him and I begin stroking Melanie's back gently.

I whisper in her ear as I hear her slurp on Marcus,"Do you have any mind how sexy you look with a hard-young dick in your mouth and john getting you wet enough for his sawbuck cock to overrun your marvelous twat ?"

Melanie groan and reaches out with one hand to stroke my cock.

I see John lift his hammer up and slide it into Melanie, whose eyes just roll to the back of her psyche. John began slowly and gently fucking her. He put his hands on her pelvic arch to control her front. As time wore on, he began to increase his rhythm.

Marcus tells Melanie that he's about to cum. She keeps up her efforts of licking and sucking him. He erupts into her mouth. A small bit dribbles out the side of meat of her back talk running down to the bottom of her cheek before finally dropping off her brass and onto the bed.

Marcus leans into her thanking her and kissing her on her forehead before rolling off the play bed.

Jill directs me to get up on the bed where Marcus was minute ago. She decided that she wants some aid from both me and Melanie. She strokes my stopcock fashioning sure it is surd. She points to my cock and gently pushes Melanie's head towards my manhood.

John the Evangelist is now really fucking her toilsome and fast. I see the glazed over look in Melanie's eyes as she is trying punishing to continue on task of giving me a blowjob. Once I'm sufficiently wet, Jill climbs aboard and straddle my cock into her ass. She has her back to me and her coochie veneer Melanie. She takes Melanie by the pinna and directs her towards her twat.

"Lick me, Darling,"she directs to Melanie.

Melanie pauses for just a present moment inhaling Jill's intoxicatingly wonderful muliebrity before snaking her glossa through her woman-folds. Jill leans back onto me, squirming her beautiful ass. I wasn't sure which got her going more, being the center of Melanie and I's sex sandwich or maybe my hard cock into her ass or Melanie's tongue exploring Jill's sex. It really didn't thing, two guys, two ladies, lots of fun.

John finally hit his orgasmic heyday,"OH roll in the hay ME. THIS IS SO FUCKING GREAT, FUCK MEEEEEEE,"he announces to the room in general.

Feeling John's dick erupting into Melanie, made her drop off plaza licking Jill for just a duad of moments. Jill giggled and said to me,"Guess John the Divine had to put to work off all that food for thought somehow,"I laughed.

After St. John the Apostle was finished cumming into Melanie, he did something that I didn't expect him to do. He came around to Melanie, thanked her, and leaned down to buss her. After they broke from the kiss, St. John the Apostle took a couple of punch on Jill's pussy and even jokingly poked her protruded clit. Jill moaned a thank you. John kissed Jill and turned to lead the room.

Melanie stopped licking Jill and said to King John,"Will I get to fuck you again ? Your putz is the biggest that I've ever had, and I would like more, if you're willing,"she says to him in a severe manner.

John turns on his cad and comes back to the bed saying,"Ma'am, you can have me anytime you want. That is one of the nicest things anyone has ever said to me,"before he leaned into her again, kissing her, although this time much more passionately.

When they broke, he kissed her nose and then the top of her brow before getting back up off the bed and heading out.

Jill said to me,"St. John the Apostle really is beginning to take on your timber. He's basically a mini you. He's now fucking with a bit of a flair not just slamming that huge cock into someone,"Jill says in a low note as Melanie has gone back to licking and sucking on Jill as my hammer is still buried into Jill's anal cavity.

I can sense Jill's consistency return her away as belittled orgasms are rolling through her.

"Jill my lamb, Melanie asked to recreate with you. I think over the adjacent bit you and her want to do things together, shop, nooky, more shopping, and stack more fucking,"I say smiling as I feel her wiggle her ass sideways from Melanie's tongue.

Melanie's dead body also begins to spasm. I see her eyes roll back in her skull and her viva violation on Jill decelerate down dramatically. Jill reaches out and pulls her expression into her twat further. Melanie tries to cohere her tongue into Jill like a spear, but alas, she was cumming too voiceless to draw that work.

observation Melanie and feel Jill hinge on my dick made me feel that wonderful twinge of the inevitable.

Jill who was now just leaning on my chest came first,"OH FUCK ME, MELANIE YOU DO SUCH A WONDERFUL JOB WITH THAT glossa OF YOURS,"as I feel her eubstance strain up as a huge orgasm Cypriot pound my Jill's body.

I kiss Jill'cervix as I begin to erupt into her ass. As I shoot my payload into her, I feel it leaking out of her ass and onto my chunk. Melanie leans in a bit further and licks the cum off my balls.

Melanie stops licking and scroll onto her spine exhausted and almost breathless. I untangle myself from Jill's ass as my cock begins to deflate. I get up from the bed and forefront into the bath to pick myself up.

While I was in there, I heard conversation between Jill and Melanie. Couldn't quite hear the words, but I heard the voices clear enough.

After stepping out of the exhibitioner and drying off, I heard summoning of God God Almighty. This time it was Melanie once again. She was hitting her orgasmic peak on all cylinder. I peeked my headspring out of the bathroom just in time to see Jill's look buried into Melanie. Mel's hale body shook as one orgasm after another rolled through her body.

Jill was relentless. She didn't let up as Melanie orgasmed over and over."OH GAWD JILL, YOU'RE making ME CUM SOOOOOOOOOOO…."Her voice trailed off as another huge orgasm ravaged her body.

After several moment of Jill laying waste to Melanie's cunt, Mel begged for Jill to block up, she didn't think she had any more left field to give. Jill moved up and kissed her face before wrapping her arms around Mel. They both were satisfied. They stayed tangled up and slowly tried to oppose off the monster known as sleep.

I smiled and stepped back into the bathroom to toss my towel into the shackle. My laptop was calling, in my pass at least.

As I moved through the hallway, I realized how tired I was. I turned around and headed back to my bedroom. Once inside, I shed my short, kissed both Jill and Melanie and climbed into our sleep bed. It didn't take long for sopor to overtake me.

CHAPTER 2

When I woke it was Monday and I needed to get back to work. The weekend was unlike to say the least, a big party, followed by a trip to Bob Jaxson's funeral, then back habitation delivery Melanie Jaxson with us. Jill was sleeping peacefully future to me in bed. Melanie wasn't in the room any longer. I quickly showered, put on some dress drawers and a whiten tee shirt and headed towards the kitchen.

I opened the laptop, put in the earbuds and logged into my work email.

In LE than 18 hr, my work email went from the to a lesser extent than 200 I had left it at to over 450. Really ? 450 ?

So, I began the appendage of scanning through looking for ones that were not read-only. number one one that I found was from Roger. He explained what had happened at the Pinetree in New Orleans. Seems that a couple of fraternity guy cable were holding a party, put the fix on social media. The party grew exponentially and soon there were so many drunk college tyke that one of them tried diving into the pocket billiards from the second-floor roof. He didn't make the jump successfully. To try and shroud the screwup, several of them set ardour to the room, thus causing an emptying of the entire hotel.

Although, he didn't ask for a reply, I sent him one thanking him for the update.

After Roger's email, there was one from the BF Goodrich guy. He sent another expand tire decree, however he did some math and sent additional tires to the 15 new locations, at BF Goodrich's cost as a thank you for being such a dear customer. He also said that the firstly 5 tractor trailers of old tires had arrived at the retread location and will be made new and sent back.

I found myself going back to Melanie's chef email. I responded to him that I have a need to aid several of our restaurant locations to organize and make the worker's lives much easy. I asked him how much he made working for Melanie. I also told him that this position would require him to travel via commercial airlines. I told him that I would have a word with Melanie about him and sent the email.

The guy that Roger had selected to handle firearms training was confirming our socio-economic class Tues at 10am at the local shooting iron range. He said that those who don't own a small-arm, he would give birth various with him. I thanked him and confirmed the date/time.

I saw an email from Jennifer's telephone reminding me that I wanted her to hold in out early big business office edifice. She had plans for a sojourn to capital of Georgia mid-week, just a quick troll trip. She was booked on Delta each way. However, she was asking if she should make Diane with her to choose her away from her crazy mom, Nikki. I replied that if she felt it to be the right thing to do, then do it. However, be sure to fly first class, no penury to fly autobus. Then a thought came to me, do we need a change of location agent on instrument panel as part of the HR group ? Outside of the two secret jets, there is a large measure of traveling. Maybe having an experienced travel agent might aid defray some costs and do away with multiple stopover.

To help eradicate some of the mass emails, I looked for one that had the Sami lead-in and thus being replied ‘ to all ’. I figured out that I only needed to read the most recent one, thus giving me admission to all the comments and still getting the information being passed along.

Sharon had also sent one from her phone, asking about picking out a new car that I had promised when she was hired. I replied she should play me pamphlets of the two she most wish and we'll go from there. I already bought Dakota and Tina each a BMW, what would Sharon bring me ? My oral sex guessed SUV, but my heart thought Mercedes.

I sent Jill an e-mail asking for 500 contribution of Jaxson Inc. strain for each of the CG boy. They defended the castle. I wanted to make sure as shooting they knew how lots I appreciated their efforts.

As I was listening to music from the 80's a pair of arms wrapped around my neck. One of the hands removed an earbud. I felt rim kissing my ear. Whom could it be ?

In a barely audible whisper I heard,"dada, can I take in your baby too ?"I was sure at this compass point it was Jill having some fun with me. I turned around and was shocked to see, Melanie. She giggled at my blow. She explained that she knew that Jill and I were trying to believe our own child and thought she would get light of it.

I stood up and put my arms around her, pulling her into me. I could feel my cock beginning to rise. She obviously felt it as well, putting her hand down my shorts and taking hold of my now hard cock. She gently stroked it. For some reason, I just wanted to brush everything off the mesa and lay her down putting my rooster into her. She undid my shorts and boxers letting the declension to the floor.

I reached down and lifted her up. She wrapped her wooden leg around me as I positioned her wet puss over my manhood. I lowered her down gently.

"Oh David, you have no musical theme how often I have missed being touched, being loved, being used for the sexual being I am. I can't thank you enough for insisting that I come here with you,"she said to me with a flavor of lovemaking in her eyes.

"Mel, you don't need to hasten home, let's telephone call this seat your Benjamin West sea-coast place,"I say to her trying to make her smell more at ease.

"Darling, I need to ask you about your chef at the Hamptons dwelling house. Is he available ? I have a soundly full-time spot for him in the restaurant group, will he be available anytime soon ? And, if so, how much do you pay him ?"I ask as we are rocking back and forth making each other tone wonderful.

"David, if you want him, he's yours. I've been worrying about what to do with virtually of the staff. Godfrey has already been spoken for by an uppity British twain a mile or so down the road. I pay my chef $ 36,000 a year plus an annual incentive of $ 1500. Why ? Is that too much ?"she asks as we try to put out out our pleasure.

"OH, MY GAWD, DAVID…. I'M CUUUUUMMMMMMIIINNNNNGGGG,"she said breathlessly. Her eyes rolled to the back of her capitulum. She put her head on my shoulder and began to just whirr.

I just caressed her back while still thrusting myself into her womanly bend. I took a step forward pushing her up against one of the bar stools. She leaned backwards and put her munition straight out balancing herself against the bar. I kept my gentle and rhythmic fucking. Her breathing ride out shoal and the focus of her eyes clearly was glazed over.

As she regained her equanimity, she asked me,"David, do you ever go into the power ?"She asked while trying to refocus her senses.

"Not usually, why do you ask ?"

"well, it seems to me that if you're supposed to be the brass of the company, shouldn't you actually point your face ?"she asked.

"When it is necessity, I do show my facial expression. However, I get more completed if the employees don't see me coming. I want a true peek at exactly what our customer see. If I announce my arrival, then I get a fancied-up visit and do not get an actual gustatory sensation of what our customers are usually experiencing. front at the top 100 party in the US Sir Thomas More than 90 % of their senior management only want to visit the ‘ honest'their companionship has to offer. I take a different overture ; how can I fix it if I don't know what's broken ? DOE any of this shuffling sentience ?"I say to her.

"Do you remember when you told Bob to sleep together off and that you quit ? I told you that he threw his phone across the room and broke it into several bit. Do you vaguely remember that ?"she asks.

"Vaguely ? It feels more like it was last calendar week,"I reply.

"I never fixed that phone. I still have it. It means a lot to me. Until that phone call, I was sure enough that I was the sole one who could elicit that type of wrath out of Bob. He was used to steam-rolling people and getting his way all the fourth dimension. You told him off and before he could reason with you or scold you or even have you out to the woodshed for an position change, you set him on his heels by quitting and hanging up. That was the precise present moment that I knew you were the perfect individual to run the company. Bob couldn't have his way with you, yet he respected you because you took responsibility for your natural process and your occupation decisions. Heck, the dark we met you, if you remember, our common driver Denise was in some sort of fortuity. You and Jill came and got us, you made the decision not to point us and Jill offered to stop and get me anything that I needed from Walgreen's."Melanie tells me.

"Thank you. That means a lot to me,"I say to her.

Over Melanie's shoulder I see my gorgeous wife, wearing one of my white tee shirts come around the nook into the kitchen. She stops and kisses Mel quite passionately.

"How are you doing Mom ?"Jill asks.

"MOM ? ?"I ask.

"Yeah, I figure that since virtually of the Lady here call you dada, maybe I should call Melanie Mom. Any job with that ‘ Daddy'?"Jill says to me all the spell smiling her beautiful smile.

"Nope, none at all,"I say knowing there are fully grown things to draw an takings about.

I kiss Jill.

"Aren't you done fucking Mom yet ? She might just be tired of your always wanting sex,"Jill says to me giggling.

"Sounds to me like you're envious or envious,"I reply to her smiling.

"Jilly, you have no musical theme how much I'm enjoying this. He can fuck me anytime he wants to. Oh, and that boy, the mini-David fucked me silly yesterday. That boy can fuck !"She says with my pecker still in her.

"Mom, do you forget we were right there ? Yes, Saint John can fuck. He wasn't always that way, he has been a willing student,"Jill explains as she reaches out and twists one of my nipples.

"Well, if he's will, I want to try him again,"Mel says to Jill.

"Jilly ? I like that name for you my darling. Mom, that's two thing you've come up up with that's wonderful,"I say to her as I thrust a bit harder.

"Two ? What was the offset ?"Jill asks.

"To terminate calling this berth the Commune, start calling it the Chateau,"I keep up the increased thrusting pace.

"Jilly, how does he do this, he just keeps making me cum and cum and cuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmmm,"she says splashing my stopcock yet again with her womanhood juice.

As I watched Mom reach a peak yet again, cent came around the recess, wearing her cop colored collar. I smiled. This was the maiden time she has openly wore the taking into custody since asking me to be her superior full phase of the moon time.

"seed over here and innovate yourself to Mom,"I direct Penny.

Jill watches with amazement.

Looking down at the floor, Penny moves over following to me and sheepishly says,"how-do-you-do Mom. I'm cent. This is my superior. I'm here to serve,"she says in a submissive tone. She kneels next to me looking down at the floor.

"David ! You are a Dom as well as being dad ? That's so coolheaded, we need to talk later,"Melanie says.

Jill is just smiling.

"penny, I don't imagine your Master has cum yet,"Jill says without giving any specific direction.

I withdraw my cock from Melanie and turn my torso towards penny. She willingly opens her oral cavity and begins licking and sucking all of Melanie's cleaning woman juice off my prick and balls.

Jill puts her helping hand behind Penny's head and pushes her brass farther towards my pelvis causing her to gag a bit. She swallows arduous moving my cock into her throat. I thrust a couple of clock time before I feel that delightful stab. Without any warning to my submissive I unload the contents of my testicle into her belly. Even though this tone wonderful, I look at Melanie's middle get orotund. Is she amazed or excited about Penny ?

As I finish shooting my total lading into centime, it dawns on me that Jill won't get pregnant if I keep dumping all my cargo into others without putting any in Jill.

cent begins to lick and suck my shaft to clean me up.

Melanie leans into my ear and rustle,"That's the most titillating thing that I've ever seen. You know what this means don't you ?"she says as she is gently running a single fingerbreadth through the hair on my chest.

My mind went into overdrive, Melanie my submissive ? Holy piece of tail ! THAT would be marvellous, this gamy society woman of grade being completely submissive to someone else. However, I felt that I needed to plunk out an appropriate arrest and think of a classy figure for her. Princess came to mind, but I need to think some more than on this.

"Is anyone thirsty ? I'm starved. I think the chefs went home yesterday, unless ‘ Mom'drug them into her sleeping accommodation,"I say laughing.

"NO ! I didn't, I wanted to, but they kissed me and left saying that they would be back in a day or two. They were precious. I don't know which one I like more,"Melanie says to us.

"Did you get a chance to play with Fred ? He can rock your populace as well,"Jill says to Melanie.

"Penny, will you go around and wake up everyone. It's time to bulge getting ready for a day of work,"I direct Penny.

"Yes, Master."She says getting up from her posture next to me.

Jill reaches into the fridge and pelt me a field glass of my pineapple succus. She kisses me and enjoin me she's going to change and head up up to the place to do some piece of work. I let her have it away that I made another order of tire and to please make sure the early nib from BF Goodrich was paid. She said she would take care of it and headed off towards our bedroom.

Melanie took a paper towel and wiped up our mess off the barstool. Giving herself a quick wipe as well before throwing the paper towel into the trash.

"David, how do you do it ? You seem to go, go, go all the meter. Is there a secret that I'm not mindful of ?"Mel asks me.

"No secret. I love sex, it really charges me up. I drink my ananas juice. I eat regularly and most of all, I don't reserve stress to take hold of me all that often. You've met many of the wonderful people that I call my maneuver group. They help keep me balanced and not all wired up. cartel me, if John keeps playing with you, you'll understand what I'm talking about. Next to eating, sex is his main goal in living,"I explain to Mel.

Melanie gets up and gives me a kiss before she heads back to her way, Tina's one-time room. I sat there thinking about Tina, hoping she is doing OK. I made a notation to text her today and maybe have Amy call her.

As others came into the kitchen, I asked Amy if she would throw together me a span of testis and make me a couple slices of toast. She kissed me and began to pull out the necessary stuff to make my request.

Gospel According to John and Diane came into the kitchen. John immediately said,"Oh wonderful, Amy's making breakfast,"with a big smile on his face.

"This is for pop, maybe if you ASK, I'll make you something as well,"Amy says smile and giggling.

"Amy, my ducky, would you please cook something for Diane and myself ?"He says in a cheeky sarcastic manner. Both Diane and I laughed at his modus operandi. This made even Amy chuckle a bit.

Amy reaches into the fridge again pulling out more food.

Dakota finally makes an appearance. I kiss her effective morning. She looks over at the deep brown pot and sees it not making coffee yet. Diane gets up and starts making it for her. She smiles and kisses Diane on the boldness. Dakota comes over to me and sits down on my lap, kissing me and telling me ‘ good morn ’.

"Dakota let's fill Melanie to the hawk. I want to see how the task ended up. I also want to see Sharon, make for sure she is OK with our weekend romp party. I think she really took to us quite well. Oh, and everyone, just so you all know, please start calling Melanie MOM. I think she really likes feeling that she is part of our family. Jill and I owe her everything, if it wasn't for her and Bob, none of this would own been possible, so please sustain doing what you've already been doing, just now, predict her Mom,"I explain to everyone who is nodding their heads.

Dakota gets up off my lap and fountainhead to get her phone to coif for a limo to take us to the Hawk.

Since I still had a couple of minutes before breakfast would be ready, I headed down the hallway to dress for work.

After getting dressed for employment, I went back to the kitchen and ate breakfast. can had already gobbled up home base number one and was filling his plate for serving number two. Diane sat quietly eating. Amy had a plate on the counter next to where she was cooking.

"Amy, keep an eye out for some box being delivered by FedEx. Text me when they arrive,"I tell her.

I kiss her as Dakota and Melanie both arrive at the kitchen. Mom pours herself a cup of deep brown as does Dakota. There's a knock on the front man room access, the car and Fred had arrived.

I grab my laptop and back pack. Dakota has her assistants'book and we head out to the car.

CHAPTER 3

The ride to the Hawk was a lot quicker than I had anticipated. When we arrived, Fred dropped us off at the presence doorway. I told Fred that we wouldn't need him until about dejeuner time and maybe his Italian restaurant would be a secure option. He said he would be back about 11:30. I thanked him, putting another tip in his pocket.

I said hi to the security guard and the three of us rode up to the top storey. I felt Mom teasingly compact my ass until the elevator stopped to let some people on. She just smiled at me. Dakota moved a bit closer to me, still have no idea what it is about Dakota that makes me thankful that she came into my life.

When we reached the top story, we stepped off. I headed over to Sharon's desk. She had her back to me working on her information processing system. I saw several car flyer. I was right on both accounts. She had one SUV a President Abraham Lincoln Navigator and a Mercedes E-class sedan. It was the third handbill that surprised me : A Ford F-150 pickup truck.

I picked up the flyer and looked at it. It just didn't seem like her.

"That one is my backup filling if the other two are too expensive,"Sharon says to me.

"You don't need a musical accompaniment choice. Which one do you really desire ?"I asked.

"Um, if you don't really bear in mind, the Mercedes. Always wanted something overnice and classy,"She says.

"No trouble, when would you like to go peck it out ?"

"Whenever it is commodious to you sir,"she replies.

I give her a nictation and ask where do we have me set up. She pauses and says,"We don't have anything set up for you. I thought you worked from home."

"Well, Melanie thinks I should ingest an berth, at to the lowest degree, here to make as my ‘ home plate base ’. What do you think ?"I ask.

"Um, I'm not sure that would be a salutary idea after this by weekend,"she says to me with a blinking. I just smile, trying hard not to adopt her by the deal in figurehead of everyone and skitter off to an empty-bellied office.

Dakota takes Mom's hired man and walks her around the top trading floor so she could see the stick view.

I leave my stuff at Sharon's desk and roll off to enamor up with Dakota and Mom. As we walk through the office, several hoi polloi stand and introduce themselves and explain what they do for the troupe. I introduce both Dakota and Melanie. Each time I introduce Melanie the middle get magnanimous in astonishment. Apparently, they had never had people this high up in the company just casually walk around the floor.

By the sentence we had made a full-of-the-moon circle, Sharon had set me up in one of the conference rooms that had a overnice view of the metropolis. I asked her to fall in us for an update on what was going on inside the construction. I also had Dakota squall the locksmith guy and get him over here at his wash room to start the lock chamber changing on untenanted offices in the whole building.

As she was making the vociferation, Sharon asked about the outcome for the FBI agents and their families. Melanie interrupted and asked if she could help oneself with that. I gave her the data and told her one thing that I wanted was for it to occur at the Chateau and for it to be family friendly, pool, BBQ and tons of medicine and fun. Sharon led Melanie back to her desk and set her up at a nearby desk to hold calls.

I opened my laptop and asked Dakota to find out where the entropy that the kraft paper people brought us. I wanted to see how the piece of work played out. She went out to Sharon, got the info and led me to one floor down.

When the elevator opened, we went looking around for the offices that had boxwood in them. We came to a large conference way with about 8 or 9 boxes that were still waiting to be processed. We went further down and plant tape measure on various doors notating which building that the boxful inside belonged to.

One room access was the Flamingo, which someone had printed off a color picture and taped it to the door. This was for the Tampa building.

The following one was an Eagle, obviously for Washington D.C. DC.

The third one was a Snowy Owl for the Madison, Wisconsin building.

The twenty-five percent one had a picture of a Blue Jay for the Toronto building, our only international building.

And of course, that final one was the Hawk, the building we were in.

I started with the mortarboard, opening boxes and looking through the file. All seemed to be in a dainty order of magnitude with each box labeled criminal maintenance, tax, building plans, and other associate ways to indicate what each box held. I had Dakota urinate bank note that I wanted all these boxes to be under curl and key in a duet of press. I did need the most recent filing cabinet of taxes and any legal notices in a file storage locker by Sharon, for ease of approach.

After the mortarboard, we went back to the bluing Jay. This building intrigued me. It was our only international building, but more importantly, it was the magniloquent edifice at 75 account with an confiscate 12 storey parking service department. I made notes about getting all these box seat to them, but I wanted to find out whom might be Sharon's equal over there.

Dakota suggested that we find out this selective information for all the buildings. She also reminded me that I was going to announce the closing of the MT auditing center. I smiled, thanking her as I had totally forgotten. I dialed up our HR and told them to make the announcement internally, but more importantly for anyone who wanted to transfer to LA, we would offer assist. I gave HR Mark Newberg's name and inter-group communication speech sound, remembering that we had hired him, but I didn't experience where he was working from. HR said they would get over him down.

After about three hours, Sharon came looking for us. She said that Fred was downstairs whenever we were fix. I invited Sharon to unite us for luncheon. She willingly accepted.

Sharon took us back up to Melanie, where we all headed out to lunch. I was looking forward to Fred's Italian eating place. On the ride down to Fred, I asked Sharon about a distich of thing. first gear, are we prepared to send these file boxwood to their corresponding edifice. Second, which Mercedes did she really want.

"Sir, I believe that most of the boxes are ready. I expect that you will probably spend most of the day reviewing the boxes, but your team worked laborious getting all those box ready for you,"she explained.

"And what about your choice in car ?"I inquired.

"Um, if I'm allowed, I would wish the Mercedes E course of study. I've never owned such a epicurean car in my stallion life. I've always had the old true car that was held together with duct tape measure and Elmer's glue."She said in a serious manner.

Dakota was already texting Fred. Mom was peering over her articulatio humeri smiling.

"Let's go eat, I'm starving,"I said to no one in particular.

When the elevator stopped at the tail floor, the security guard waved me over saying,"Sir, I'm sure you don't remember me, but you tried to invite me and my married woman one Dominicus sunrise to join you and your kinsfolk for breakfast. Well, my wife wants me to strain an offer to you to fall in us for dinner party one evening,"he says to me.

"That would be tremendous. Probably in the future couple of weeks, I'll be having a shindig at my home, pool, BBQ, music lots of fun, very family friendly. We would love it if you and your full family would get together us. Here's my card, let me put my menage address on the back along with my personal cell phone numeral. send for me !"I manus him my business card.

We shake mitt and my group heads out to Fred and the waiting car.

"What's the good Book Fred ?"I ask.

"È una giornata meravigliosa per la pasta"he says to me in his best Italian accent.

"What does that intend ?"I ask.

"It means that it's a nifty day for pasta,"he says smiling at me.

"Let's go, I'm hungry,"I say getting into the car.

The private road to the eating house didn't take that long. Sharon asked why we weren't going to our own eatery stain. I explained that this eatery that Fred introduced us to was delicious. She shrugged and just accepted my reasoning.

On the way there I reminded Dakota about the small-arm grooming tomorrow at the Police shooting iron range. Both Sharon and Mom asked if they could join as well. I told them,"The more the merrier,"smiling the altogether way.

"Dakota, later, when you have some time, please call Tina. I want to make trusted she made it to her Mom's OK,"I said to her.

When Fred pulled the limo into the parking lot, I made indisputable that Fred was invited to join us for lunch. He accepted with his usual politeness.

He pulled the car up to the front threshold, scurried around and opened the threshold for the four of us to croak. He then pulled the limo to the far end of the parking lot to try and not shoot up any prime parking spaces.

As he walked towards the restaurant, I could see the bulge that his articulatio humeri holstered firearm made in his jacket.

When he got to the door, I held the door open for him. He tried to be polite, but I just playfully pushed him inside. He was immediately greeted by his friend, the owner.

Mom commented about how delicious the unanimous plaza smelled.

"Bob didn't like Italian, said it was too messy and not something civilized hoi polloi eat,"she said to us all.

The proprietor sat us at a skillful mesa that held 6. The gregarious possessor kissed on the cheek each of the dame, with a bit of a coquetry to Mom.

"The usual,"Fred said.

The proprietor brought over 5 wine glasses and a big nursing bottle of Chianti. He began to teem for everyone, but I politely declined asking for glass of juice. He offered me grape vine juice, orange juice and orchard apple tree succus. I chose the apple juice.

"Um, David, you don't drink ?"Mom asked.

"No, not really. I prefer to be clear headed not in some wine induced haze,"I answered.

"But, isn't that a bit hypocritical ? You're telling Sharon that she can imbibe, but you refuse to. That seems counterintuitive,"she says to me.

"No one is making anyone drink. If anyone doesn't want to or smell they would rather hold something else, then that's up to them to utter up,"I reply.

Mom shrugs her shoulders and begins chatting with Sharon.

As the host brings my apple juice, she also brings a big basket of Allium sativum toast.

"This is Yummy, Mom !"Dakota exclaims as she is reaching into the hoop before anyone else.

As we are all enjoying the garlic loot, the plates of spaghetti with meat sauce get. They also bring a large mover and shaker of grated Parmesan-Romano cheese. Everyone takes turns shaking it onto their tiffin. We are all laughing, eating, and enjoying tiffin. No oeuvre, no drama, no stress.

"Hey, I know you, you're Jacques Louis David Greene. I saw you on the telly,"this British guy says from two tables away.

"David, that's billystick perfection !"Mom says to me all excited.

billy club gets up and comes over to our table, pulling a death chair up next to me, but not actually at the table, just in the aisleway.

"Am I remembering right or was I in a bibulous semiconsciousness, did you drive me one night in a limo ?"He asks rather loudly.

"Yes, I did. It was my first night. I was learning to get a chauffeur working with a company that I now own. I remember you were a client. Have you gotten one of our new customer only cards ?"I ask.

"Absolutely, Mate. That card is wicked. I don't have to behave Johnny Cash any thirster, plus I can use the card anywhere just like a Mastercard,"He says. I see Fred being very interested in the Revelation about me learning to be a chauffeur.

"Billy, will you please join us for luncheon ?"Mom asks.

"Sorry luv, my girlfriend Daisy and I just got our meal,"He replies.

Fred leans back and asks that their meals be moved over to our table and an additional professorship be added to accommodate. The host goes and collects the plates bringing them and Daisy over to the table. Mom pushes me over to make room for Billy and his girlfriend. I just grinning and scooch my chair over. Dakota is smiling now from ear to ear.

I ask Dakota if she had a identity card for microphone booker, our platter label guy. She reached into her book and produced one for me.

"billy goat, here's my recording studio executive's add-in. He's unforced to offer up you 6 destitute time of day of studio time,"I tell him as I am handing him Mike's card.

"SIX minute you say chap ? Man, that's a unharmed lot of time. Are you surely you want an old bugger like me to take up six minute of recording studio meter ?"He says.

"Do you want the time or not ? We would love to receive you come and work on new poppycock,"I say. Mom is now watching and listening to the work conversation. She asks for a span of wine-coloured glasses for Billy and Daisy. When the server returns with them, she has the server put some Chianti into the glasses. Mom takes them and gives them to Billy and Daisy, who graciously accept them.

Listening to Mom and he-goat chat, I look around the room. Virtually everyone in the restaurant is watching and listening to their conversation. Billy regales us with narrative of being on the road and some of the ‘ really, really stupid things that he used to do while on tour ’. the great unwashed were whispering and trying to point subtly at Billy.

baton leans over to me and says quietly,"Get used to it copulate, you're a renown now,"he says smiling and going back to his conversation with Mom.

I feel a hand caressing my second joint underneath the tabular array. It's Sharon. I look at her and smiling giving her a New York minute.

As the first bottleful of Chianti is emptied, Billy offers to buy us another one. Fred and I decline but the three lady say yes.

We're all finished with our meals ; the proprietor comes by and thanks us for our patronage. He asks if he can take a word picture of truncheon, he obliges.

Fred pokes his imaginary watch silently. I ask for our billhook, our new friend billy tries to pay for the meal, but I won't allow it. He's our node and thus we pay for our guests. Dakota hands him my job scorecard, on the back she has written our address and William Tell Billy and Daisy that if they're in town this weekend, to finish by. He says he will check his schedule, but don't be surprised if they do stop by.

I take a voiceless look at Daisy, she's about Dakota's age with a slightly bigger underframe and boobs. I'm guessing she's a big C or maybe a pocket-size D cup. As I pay for the meal, Mom practically leaps into nightstick's chest asking Dakota to take a photograph of him and her together. Just before the telephone set tv camera flashing, Mom turns and plant a big buss on Billy's lips. The flashing goes off at exactly the right field bit. Mom squeals with delight.

Daisy walks around the commotion and comes over to me. She kisses me, not on the brim but on the buttock whispering in my ear,"if we come to your family, I get you first,"I kiss her back, but on the lips. She squeezes my ass and all of us say our goodbyes.

As we are walking through the restaurant, Fred ends up next to me asking,"You were a chauffeur ?"

"Yep, that's how Jill and I met. She was my trainer. At the metre she was the most bespeak chauffeur in the company,"I say about Jill.

Fred offers to go get the limo and bring it to the social movement, I tell him that the manner of walking will do all of us goodness, including our three ladies who drank virtually of two bottles of Chianti. Fred and I just laughed about that one.

"Sharon, shout the office, tell them I'm kidnapping you and you won't be back until tomorrow,"I say to her.

She gladly calls oeuvre telling them just what I instructed her.

"All done boss, clip to go home and make for ?"she asks with a twinkle in her eyes.

"Absolutely !"

"Fred, to the office let me get my laptop and then we're heading home,"I tell him.

He complies without hesitation.

Melanie and Dakota are sitting next to each former chatting away about their favorite Billy perfection songs. Mom loves ‘ insurrectionist call'while Dakota likes ‘ Stanford White Wedding ’. I pipe in with ‘ Mony, Mony ’. Sharon, on the other manus, lays her head in my lap, stroking my cock through my pant. Dakota giggles.

Fred announces we are at the Hawk as he pulls the limo up to the front door. I get out and hurry into the elevator. The ride is wearisome as people get on and get off stopping at several flooring. When I arrive at the top floor, I step off the elevator to see our Quaker the locksmith. I go over to him, cover what I want to happen. He says it will aim at to the lowest degree a week, maybe a bit longer if he gets tons of parking brake Call as he just was approved for AAA service. I told him, no rush, work at your own step don't compromise your former clients. He thanks me for the commercial enterprise and goes back to his work.

I get my laptop, my rucksack and caput back down to the car. I stop at Sharon's desk and grab her purse and shut off her computer.

Thankfully, the ride down was lots faster than going up as we only had to stop once to pick people up, but they were heading to the bottom floor as well.

I got into the limousine and we headed back to the Chateau.

Sharon wasted no prison term in unzipping my pants and fishing for my cock. She wrapped her lips around the bulblike chief and began sucking me, licking me, and trying to take back my entire manhood. This made Dakota chuckle. Watching us, Mom began playing with herself. Dakota slid over next to her and began playing with Mom allowing her to just sit back and become a Peeping Tom to Sharon and me.

As I was enjoying Sharon's oral examination expertise, I see Dakota move down in front of Mom, pulling her pants and panties down and snake her spit into Mom's wet cunt. Mom lets out a big moan, gently grasping Dakota's head pulling it into her deeper. Dakota inserts two fingerbreadth into Mom rubbing them firmly on her G-spot, which made her cum almost instantly.

Dakota kept licking as the limo hurried towards the house.

Fred announced that we were about two minutes from the home. The ladies all began to reassess themselves. Sharon, a bit disappointed, gorge my peter back into my pants and zipped me up.

As Fred held the door candid for everyone, I told him to park the car over in the recess and join us inside, he politely accepted. I could see he was very enamored with Mom.

CHAPTER 4

I waited by the straw man door for Fred. He parked the limo and called Paula letting her know that the limo is parked at the Chateau. She replies and he hangs up.

Once we're inside, I am met by a horny Sharon. She takes me by the bridge player and leads me to my bedroom. Mom takes Fred's hired hand and leads him to her bedroom. Dakota follows Sharon and me.

inside my bedchamber, Sharon is disrobe quickly. She unbuckles my whack, unzips my pants, and pushes my boxershorts down to my ankles. I step out of them all and remove my shirt. I'm now as naked as she is. Dakota only takes a distich of seconds to get raw as well. She knows that I always love having her joint in with me and whomever else I'm playing with.

Sharon button my au naturel body onto one of the child's play bottom. Dakota gets in on the early English of me. Sharon begins to lick and suck my humanity into her mouthpiece in a ravenous manner. Dakota pushes me back and puts her sweet wet pussy over my waiting lingua. Dakota was riding my face, and Sharon was using her oral skills on my hard cock. I could hear her gag a bit as she tried to take back my entire cock, but it kept touching her uvula causing her to gag copious amounts of spittle.

I'm really enjoying this adventure with Sharon and Dakota. I think to myself just how mellifluous Dakota's pussy succus predilection. I thrust my tongue into her harder and deeper. I tilt my head a bit to begin nibbling on her clit. This makes her yap just a bit since I didn't give her any warning.

The unwritten activeness stopped. It only stopped for a couple of moments as I felt a warm, tight kitty impale on my hard-wet cock. The whole bed is rocking as Sharon is moving her hips back and Forth River and Dakota was matching the hip apparent movement.

Dakota came first. She stayed completely silent, yet I felt her knees clamp hard on my drumhead as a huge orgasm rolled through her. Her kitty-cat expelled a enceinte amount of woman succus, which I lapped up with enthusiasm even if my own breathing was being obstructed quite a bit.

Sharon was not silent at all. When she hit her orgasmic peak, she just yelled out,"YOU ARE THE BEST BOSS IN THE whole man, GAWD DAMN THIS feel SO GREAT. I'M CUUUUUUMMMMMIIIIIINNNNNNGGGGGGG,"she says as her body shakes with an orgasmic spasm.

I feel her wetness splash my shaft and balls.

Sharon collapses on my bureau. Dakota gets off my brass as her gage return to her and her respiration issue to normal. Dakota kisses me declaring her honey for me yet again. She gets off the bed and walk a bit wobbly-legged towards the can. I hear the shower begin. In my promontory, I was thinking how very much fun it is to be with her in the shower.

It doesn't take very long before I hear Sharon lightly snoring as her heading rests on my chest of drawers. In the distance, I could hear Mom reaching her peak with Fred, or at to the lowest degree I believed it to be Fred.

I gently work my way out from underneath Sharon, leaving her quietly sleeping on the swordplay bed. I step into the bathroom, but not in clock time as Dakota was done with her shower bath and almost completely dried off. I put my arms around her from behind. I whispered in her ear,"darling, I am so happy that you came into my life,"I say as romantically as potential to her.

She twists her body around putting her arms around my cervix and kisses me hard and passionately.

"Daddy, it's me whose lucky. You have given me the one thing in life that I've always wanted but never trusted anyone enough to allow occur. You've given me a baby. OUR baby,"she says looking me straight in the eyes before our lips meet yet again.

"I just knew I smelled sexual climax,"Jill says giggling a bit seeing Dakota and me in the bathroom.

I kiss Jill.

"I see you laid permissive waste to our new gal, Sharon. She's on the frolic bed snoring. Jeeze St. David, it's fun to encounter with them, but do you really have to fuck them into oblivion ?"She says to me in a laughing manner.

"Is Mom still at it in her bedroom ?"I ask.

"Yes, she is. Who's in there with her, one of the chefs ?"Jill asks.

"No, Fred,"I say to her. Jill's eye grew big and she begins to laugh.

"Really ? tinker's damn, she's quite the slut, isn't she ?"Jill says.

Dakota starts laughing and says,"Aren't we all ?"

That comment made all three of us laugh. I jump in the exhibitor and Dakota leaves the lavatory. In just a couple of moments, Jill is naked and in the rain shower with me.

"Got anything left for me ?"Jill asks with a smile.

"EVERYTHING I have is for you,"I say as I lean into her and snog her. She puts her arms around me. We just stand underneath the hot weewee making out like a duo of adolescent. I'm not sure how yearn we stood there kissing, but it felt like quite a while.

We chose to just shower down and get cleaned up. Jill turned off the water and we stepped out and began drying each other.

When we were dry, Jill began brushing her hair. I offered to assist her, which she accepted. I took her by the hand and led her to our bed. I sat on the bed with my legs spread in a V shape so Jill could sit with her back conclusion to me. I began brushing her hair. She began moaning and telling me how often she loves being petted. fiddling things such as brushing her hairsbreadth she truly enjoys. I lean forward and kiss the back of her neck. I keep kissing the cover of her neck.

"Let's make a infant,"she says to me.

I turn her around and commence kissing her lips just like we were doing in the shower. We just kept kissing and stroking each other. It might have been one of the most erotic things we have done in quite a spell. She pulls me on top of her and our eubstance merge as one. I thrust gently. She wiggles her physical structure underneath me. I push deep into her. She responds by thrusting back on my humanity. She digs her heels into the mattress and raising her pelvis to meet my thrusts. We push ourselves towards a mutual prime. When it arrives, we orgasm virtually simultaneously. Something in my caput Tell me that we have achieved our destination. A Baby ! I don't know how to explain it, but I know just as sure as I know that Jill loves me.

After we both reach an orgasm together, we just lay there still coupled and hold each other whispering our declarations of erotic love for one another.

At some stop during our love-making, Sharon woke up and went to the bathroom to shower down. She put one of the large robes on and left our room.

Jill and I just laid in each other's arms for quite a while. In my fountainhead, I was celebrating. We had made a baby ! Of row, facts would have to be checked to make certainly we achieved what we set out to accomplish, but in my centre and in my headspring, I knew it was mission accomplished. I wanted to leap out of bed, run through out the Asaph Hall yelling"we made a baby !"But I thought sound of it and just laid in bed with the love of my life.

We both must have dozed off. When I woke, I moved myself from being all tangled up with Jill. My vesica was my master, now. I head into the bathroom and do my business. After washing my hands and brushing my dentition I head out and put on another duo of hoops shortstop and a Edward D. White tee shirt.

Quietly, I head out of the bedroom, looking over my shoulder joint at my beautiful sleeping wife. I close the door once I was in the hallway. I hear a threshold open behind me. I turn to see Fred just leaving Mom's room. Nice ! I think to myself.

I walk to the kitchen. Something olfactory modality delicious. Amy tells me that she is making a very with child pot of boeuf stroganoff. She tells me that she uses ground eats instead of cubed beef. It makes the knockout go farther, which with toilet living with us we certainly need. I take a spoonful and fill it. I blow on it then ingest the bite, it was delicious. I started to take another chomp but was playfully chastised by Amy not to double-dip. I rolled my heart telling her that if I can suck the woman juice out of her, I think I can have another spoon. She laughs and hands me another strip spoon.

I head over to the front door and beak up my laptop computer. I plug in and log into my study email once again. Lots of email, but none of any real importance. I begin trudging through the read-only one, deleting them after they're read.

Amy comes over and sits down. She has kind of a melancholy looking at on her face.

"dad, why did Tina leave us ?"She says to me.

"Her Mom really needs her now that her Father has passed on. Tina just wants to abuse out on her own, become her own char. She knows she is loved by everyone here and I made sure she knew she is always welcome here. I know it hurts,"I say to her in a heartfelt manner.

"But it was such a surprise. I thought that maybe I had done something wrong,"she says

"You didn't do anything wrong. I know how you feel. I miss her too. Did you call her or hear from her ? Did she get to her Mom's safely ?"I ask.

"Yeah, I got a text message that she made it to her Mom's OK,"Amy tells me.

"Well, at least we know she made the head trip safely,"I say to her in a sober manner.

I put my arms around her and just give her a nice gentle hug.

Fred comes into the kitchen. He stands over the pot of stroganoff staring into it. Amy breaks from the hug to take the air over and manus Fred a sportsmanlike spoonful. He fills the spoon, blows on it to chill it off a bit then put the all spoon in his mouth. He moans in commendation and stands there looking at the pot silently debating about also double-dipping. Amy hands him another clean spoon and mockingly says,"Men."

I chuckle to myself.

Fred asks after his second mouthful of food if he could just sit and babble with me a bit.

"get hold of a seat Fred,"I tell him.

"Um, sir how is it you ended up becoming a chauffeur, encounter Jill, marrying her and more importantly ended up owning that car service company ?"Fred asked.

"fountainhead, it started with me applying for a division sentence job to append my salary as a eating house director after my divorcement. I came across an ad that said, ‘ driver needed ’. When I called, that's how I met Tina, she was the manager's personal supporter. I interviewed, which was quite possibly the most bizarre interview on the face of this planet. I got hired, but somehow, I had impressed well enough that they wanted me to go full prison term. They offered me much more than I made at the eating house. I quit my eatery job and rolled the dice taking the chauffeur job. My first night on the road, I was paired with Jill. She was so unbelievably gorgeous, I fell in erotic love with her the moment we met. However, I was dating Tina which at first caused some rubbing. It was by sheer lot that I met Bob and Melanie Jaxson. Their normal driver was in a horrible car chance event earlier that evening and the car dispatcher begged Jill to go nibble the Jaxson's up. Jill let me wield them, but she would keep an eye on me carefully and step in if I get in over my drumhead with them."I explain to Fred, however now Amy was listening

"So how did you get from trainee to where you are now ?"Fred inquires. Amy had turned the food to low to let the flavors marry and took a seat at the table.

"That's when Jacques Louis David and Jill showed their honest coloring,"Melanie said as she walked into the kitchen. She leans in and kissed Fred on the lips and sits down next to him.

I let Melanie continue with the story.

"Saint David came to the derriere of the stairs of our plane. He took our luggage and put it in the trunk, he held the door opened for us and got into the straw man. He already knew the hotel we were scheduled to stay put at. I had a cephalalgia and complained to Jill that I must see horrifying because I was so sick from the voiceless flight through pile of bad atmospheric condition,"Melanie tells all of us.

She continues on saying,"Jill offered to intercept at Walgreen's to get me whatever I wanted, which at that here and now was to just get to the hotel and remove a prospicient soak in a hot bathtub. St. David waited a couple of moments and turned around apologizing over and over about having the wrong car, not being the usual driver. He really impressed Bob with his straightness and his appearance of obedience towards us. He even told us that our trip was free that night since it was with the wrong car and not our common device driver. Bob was absolutely impressed and offered St. David a job as we got to the hotel."Melanie continues.

"So, you became a top driver as well ?"Fred asked.

"Actually, no. Jill showed me the ins and outs of our job. The difference between a customer and a guest. I met Donna through Jill, she was the dark manager at the McCall."I said.

"Oh yeah, I know that place, real nice. They just redid the whole place a few eld back and now it is gorgeous. Just like you,"Fred says looking at Melanie.

Mel blushes a bit playfully slapping him on the shoulder. They both smile at one another. In my head, they make a cute couple.

I go back to telling the fib,"I worked a pair of shifts with Jill. Tina got madder and madder at me because she was so jealous of Jill. Then the unthinkable happened. Jill and I played a bit afterwork in the Hum-Vee limo. We had a grand sentence. After we ended the play, we went our part room. I just get nursing home and my phone was ringing silly. It was Jill. She was in a bad accident on the way home. She called our honcho. She called Tina. Finally, out of despair she called me. I got in my stupefied car and drove chisel like a bat out of Hades to get to her. It took me just 11 minutes to go from my apartment to city infirmary. I ran every yellow igniter and maybe a red light or two. When I got the infirmary, I raced in finding the exam way where she was. When I stepped into the test room, I saw just how beautiful and how delicate she was. That's the exact present moment I knew I was going to ask her to marry me,"I said to everyone.

"Hey, are we close to being ready to eat ? I'm starving,"I say before going on further.

"You all better get a plate before John gets family from study,"Amy tells us. I glance at the clock and realize that it's only 5:30 everyone is probably still in traffic coming home.

Amy scoops out a huge total onto a crustal plate and hands it to me along with a glass of ice-cold milk. Fred stands up and makes a plate for Melanie, then himself. Amy puts some on a smaller home.

"WOW, this is delicious Amy. Thank you for making this,"I tell her. She smiles her beautiful smile and pulls her cute eubstance up onto the counter holding her dental plate and eating.

Dakota and Jill finally urinate it out to the kitchen.

"Oh, look everyone, the dead has arisen,"I say chuckling. Dakota just ignores me and makes herself a plate. Jill playfully slaps the spinal column of my top dog causing everyone to giggle.

"Um, where was I ?"I ask filling my nerve entire of delicious stroganoff.

"You were telling us about Jill in the hospital emergency room,"Amy said.

"Oh, gawd St. David, you're not boring everyone with that old story,"Jill says in a mocking tone.

"organ pipe down you,"Mom says to Jill.

I giggle, this is the first clock time I've seen Mom act like a pattern person just enjoying life story. I know it's been such a short-circuit clip, but maybe allowing yourself to go back to enjoying life helps heal whatever garlic you.

"Go on David,"Mom directs.

"well, there's not very much to say. Jill was all silly with me, hopped up one all the pain Master of Education that they gave her. I'm not sure she even remembers much about that Nox. It was the very first metre she told me she loved me, of path it was mostly due to her drug induced haze,"I say laughing. Now, everyone is giggling at Jill's expense, she just smiles knowing it's all in fun.

I continued on with the story,"Jill was in the infirmary a couple of days. When she was being released, I went out to get my car from the parking lot. Tina called me and broke up with me right there in the hospital parking lot over the earphone,"I say to everyone.

"That cunt !"Amy says.

"No, no. It was our boss, she controlled everything and everyone. She made Tina break up with me as she had me on speakerphone. I sat in my car a couplet of mo, I made a distich of flying phone calls and drove my car around and picked Jill up at the front door. Jill knew immediately that something had happened,"I say.

Jill steps in at this point,"David told me that Tina just broke up with him. He wanted to nominate one stop before taking me home. When I saw him pulling the car into a jewellery store parking lot, I got mad. Really mad at him. I fussed at him,"Jill explains to everyone.

"Um, darling, you did a whole lot more than fuss at me. You yelled at me, telling me that I was being stupid person. That buying her a piece of jewelry wouldn't fix things. You called me damn near every mean mean thing you could believe of,"I say to her.

"So, what happened then ?"Mom asks.

"David takes me into the jewellery store and has me look at engagement/wedding sets telling me to pick out one that I liked. I kept at him telling him that proposing to her wouldn't get her cover, but David persisted ignoring my fussing. I pick out a truly beautiful set. He buys the set and asks that the interlocking ring be put in a separate box. The salesman does just that and goes to hand the box to Saint David, who like a klutz drops the box. He bends down on one knee to pick it up and opens the box and just stop there on one articulatio genus not saying a word. Just holding the box open. I was speechless. Here this whole time I thought he was going to propose to Tina and in fact he proposed to me."Jill said. I watched as both Amy and Mom's eyes were tearing up. Fred just smirked and nodded his head in a manner that gave me his approval.

Dakota piped in,"WOW, I never knew all of that. What a neat love story. No wonder why all of us lady love you,"say it in such a sincere manner.

"OK, everyone, we now all know the Jill and Saint David write up. Take it easily tonight, we have the firearm training tomorrow morning. Dakota, I'm going to put you in charge of reminding everyone and making a inclination so I can let the instructor know how many will be attending. Please be sure to ring Donna, Jennifer and Paula. I want to let in them as well. I know that John the Divine and I think Diane want to go. Sharon said she wants to go. Of course, I want Fred there. Do what you usually do and get a heading count and order plenty cars for us all. Fred's car is in the courtyard."I direct Dakota to carry tending of for me.

"Sir, I probably should get the car back to the situation so it can be prepped for another customer,"Fred says to me.

"No, you don't need to do that now. You're welcome to stay the Night, that is if Mom would like you to do so,"I say looking at Mom.

"Absolutely, I just don't know if he wants to spend the night with this old gal ?"Mom says with a bit of flirt in her voice.

"Mom, why do you keep calling yourself an old gal. You are beautiful, get over this ‘ old gal'turn. You're the solely one that thinks you're old. Please stop being so hard on yourself,"I say to her.

Jill adds,"Mom, no one here cares about your age. You're class. Our family,"looking at Melanie.

Fred puts his mitt on her leg causing Melanie to lean her forefront on his shoulder. I really couldn't explain it but she seemed to be at peace with what we had said to her.

"David has anyone told you that you need a real stately dining room ? All of us in this kitchen is nice, but in this monster of a theatre, you need some top end furniture. If I could ingest some help, I would bonk to help oneself render your home,"Mom says to me.

"Mom, I would be honored if you were willing to avail ornament this position. We've been distracted since we acquired the Chateau,"I tell her.

Jill asks,"Mom, whom would you wish to help you buy at for furniture ?"

Clearly Dakota wants no persona of this as she keeps her head down and looking at her food.

"Can I borrow whoremonger's lady friend ? She strikes me as the shopping case,"Mom asks.

"Absolutely !"

Dakota was felicitous. She wasn't put in that clumsy place of having to serve two masters.

Just as I was about to ask where the rest of the work party was toilet, Diane, Paula, Donna, Jennifer, and Sharon all piled into the kitchen. Lots of howdy's were spoken, but just as Mom predicted, we were all cramped together.

Dakota hops off the counter and straits towards her sleeping accommodation to get her help's account book and make some sound calls.

Not surprising at all, John makes a lead line for the stroganoff.

"Hey, make your girlfriend a plate first you oaf,"Amy says to John giggling as she does so.

"Um, that's exactly what I was going to do if you'll just give me a gall-darn mo,"John playfully barks back.

CHAPTER 5

John does indeed seduce Diane a plate. Then he does something else that shocked virtually everyone else, he fixes plates for Paula, Donna, Jennifer, and Sharon. No one said anything, but the look of amazement was seen by all the ladies.

"exculpation me John the Divine, I want to slip your girlfriend away for a bit. I need aid picking out furniture for this sign of the zodiac. David said it would be OK,"Mom says to John.

"It's ticket with me, she loves shopping, but you got to ask her boss,"John says pointing to Jennifer.

"Don't look at me, if David OK'd it then it's already settled,"Jennifer says.

Diane grinning. She's very happy she gets to halt worrying about Nikki and go shopping with Melanie.

"Mom, I would like one of the CG boys to escort you, for you own safe,"I tell her. Fred pulls out his cell phone and begins texting

"Melanie, what time do you require to leave tomorrow for shopping ?"Fred asks.

"Don't we have that gun affair in the forenoon ?"Melanie asks.

"Yes, you do. How about one of the boy will see you and Diane from the shooting range to your shopping ?"Fred asks.

Melanie leans over and gives him a smack. I see her mouth the words ‘ thank you'to him.

I glance at Jill who is smiling ear to ear seeing Fred and Melanie get along so well.

Looking around the room, I notice that Allison isn't here.

"Has anyone seen cent ?"I ask.

Amy speaks up,"She's over at the studio. All three of the girls are there working. Allison said to tell you that she needs to put in clip working to pay the commencement installment of her rent and her part of the job,"Amy explains. In my head, I really didn't want to give to excuse to Melanie about the studio or the three missy. Thankfully, she didn't ask.

"OH yeah, I'm supposed to differentiate you that Mike booker called. He wanted to know how you landed Billy Idol to come to the studio. He said to tell you thank you,"Amy tells me.

"billystick god ? No fucking way,"whoremonger said getting everyone to giggle.

There's the whoremonger we all know and love, using his preferent word.

"David, you remember I'm heading to Atlanta on Wednesday, right ?"Jennifer asks me.

"Yes, I do, but now you don't need to worry about Diane, she's going to be with Mom,"I tell her.

We sit around eating and enjoying each other's troupe. Before long I realize that a few hours have passed. I look at the microwave clock thinking that I had ordered clocks for each room, but the microwave clock read 10:02.

I got up wished everyone sweet dreams, took Jill by the hand and headed off to bed. On the way there, Sharon stops us.

"Bos, this has been a great day. You fed us lunch, we met nightstick Idol and his girlfriend, you fucked my psyche out and I only worked a half a day. Thank you,"Sharon says to me. She leans in and buss me on the lips.

"Um, we have the firearm instruction tomorrow but after than we have an errand to run,"I tell her.

"Yes, foreman. Did I mention that you are a great Bos ? I've had more fun with you in this short clock time than all the meter I worked for the Kraft people. They only believed in piece of work, never any fun. Heck, they stopped having Noel political party a couple of class ago because person was ‘ offended ’."Sharon said in a serious manner.

"wellspring, if I may paraphrase Ozzy, you're on the ‘ looney Train'now."I tell her. She kisses me as Jill tugs at my hired hand to head me to our bedchamber. Once inside, we close the door. Jill reaches around me and locks it, keeping everyone out.

We begin making out once again. Jill is such a magnificent phiz. I just love the tone of her soft tender lips on mine, her glossa wrestling with mine, her teeth lightly biting on my merchant ship lip. All in a very sensuous mode. Pulling her in tight, she wraps her arms around me and susurration in my ear,"Darling, I love you,"in such a heartfelt manner I just pull her tightly to my body. We slowly and erotically begin to take out each former's clothes. They stay where they fall off our bodies.

As we both end up nude, Jill takes my hired hand and leads me into the bathroom. I follow her into the exhibitor. She turns the water on, hot, very hot. The steam immediately begins to cast through the bathroom. Jill and I embrace yet again. We begin to kiss once again same high gear school teenagers. In my head, there is no way I'm not making a baby with this gorgeous, wonderful, smart fair sex that I call my wife.

As the hot urine cascade over our torso, the heat relaxes both of us. We stand entangled in each other caressing and petting. My manhood is pointed towards the ceiling. I lean down and begin to lick and suck on Jill's endowed thorax. For whatever reasonableness, my mind made the comparability to Belinda. She is clearly bigger and more endowed than Jill, but it's Jill that has my spunk.

I feel Jill's script petting and stroking my hammer. I pick her up by her waistline and gently feel her wrap her peg around my torso. She entangles her ankle behind my back. I hold her underneath her thighs allowing her womanhood to logical argument up with my cock. Slowly I depleted her down onto me. She must wiggle her ass just a bit to line me up with her love hole. Once we are positioned, I let gravity do the body of work as she slides down onto me.

We begin our wearisome rhythmical making love making in the shower. I feel her lady juice coating my cock and balls as we continue to thrust together in unison. I step forward putting her back against the rain shower wall. I thrust a bit harder into her. I hear her moaning into my ear. I continue to force all the spell kissing her and her neck. She continues to moan in gross acceptance of my efforts to make love to my darling wife.

It really didn't take that long as we both once again orgasmed together. I felt my body shoot all I had into my cover girl Jill. She responded by splashing my cock, balls, and second joint with her woman juice. We kept rocking back and Forth continuing to orgasm. other than saying ‘ I Love You'no other password were spoken.

As we finished reaching our coincident acme, we pulled each former underneath the still hot water, rinsing the sex off us. After we felt we were neat, Jill turned off the shower and we stepped out together. We took our time drying each early off, slowly, gently, and erotically. Once we were dry, we walked hand in hand into our bedroom, climbed into bed and entangled our bodies once again. We kissed for how hanker, I'm not for sure but after quite a while, we both began to feel our eyes get wakeless and we drifted off to sleep, together, sated and happy.

I thought to myself about how wonderful my lifespan has been since I took that job as a chauffeur. I found it nice to retell to Fred and the crew how Jill and I got together because of that job. Yes, without a doubt, being a chauffeur changed my life for the better.

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