The Chauffeur ( # 28 ) ordnance and other material

By PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

When I woke up on Tues sunrise, Jill was still all entangled in me. It took a duo of minutes to untangle and not wake her. As I stepped into the shower, it dawned on me that neither the security guy wire nor the gate the great unwashed had made it here. I made a genial note to phone both.

I knew that our safe guy was now handling the lock changes at the Hawk. Need to have got Sharon ask him to stop by at his convenience and end installing the safety that he left in one of the bedrooms.

I was excited with today's agenda having the Police handgun range on it. I am very rum about who has firearm training 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 instruct and how many limos we need for everyone to travel.

Roger had set us up with somebody that he knew and trusted in teaching small-arm safety and utilization. I suspected that both CG male child, Fred and maybe bathroom have experience with a firearm. I haven't heard anything from any of the ladies about previous firearm training. I smelled food being cooked, bacon and maybe some sausages, nut, and toast.

There was a belt on our door. I unlocked it and found Jennifer and Paula standing there. Both were already dressed, smelled wonderful, and had big smiles on their faces as they were both excited in this mornings adventure. They both kissed me, but their reasoning for knocking was to ask about if the teacher would be bringing enough weapons for all of us who are attending. I assured them he would take in 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 exhibitor and get ready for our adventure.

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

"commodity dawning everyone,"I said smiling.

I got lots of groan, a distich of good dawn back, and a couple of completely silent because coffee had not taken upshot yet.

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

Amy told me that the protection guys had already called and would be here shortly. The logic gate people said that since we had changed the public figure from The Commune to the Chateau it would guide a bit more time to fix the epithet over the logic gate. The safe guy said he would direct care of the safety'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 hold the security to be set up, easily accessible to her, and being recorded on a cloud host. She said she already had a positioning set up just off the primary election kitchen with a secondary location in the big kitchen. I was glad she had a architectural plan in mind.

Since I had already gotten dressed in my apparel shorts and a Cuban flair shirt, I headed outside to the pool homes. I noticed the lightness on in the pool home that was now a erotica studio. I knocked. Allison answered. I heard moaning and groaning in the background. I saw both Gemini the Twins on their human knee in front of guy cable that I recognized from the porn manufacture. I didn't see Belinda though. When I asked about her, Allison took my mitt and led me to a back sleeping accommodation, where she was the centrepiece of a 12-man circuit jerk. She whispered in my ear, how charge up she was wearing her collar in the house the former day and is looking forward to doing the Saame matter again.

I asked her how using the studio apartment was going, she said that she has had a tremendous reply and now has a small wait list, that included a duet of guy rope that specialize in the BDSM lifestyle. I reminded her about that guy and his prank 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 permission, which I was not going to give her.

I did lean into her and whispered to her that she is my favorite submissive. This made her smile. She offered her services 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 drinking glass doors at me with a big cheesy smiling on his face.

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

This morning the theater was buzzing. I wasn't sure what got everyone moving around so early, but with Bobby and Sammy cooking, the house smelled delicious. I took a home plate full moon of eggs, sausage, syrup, and toast. The guys also set out a methamphetamine of pineapple plant juice and milk for me. I sat at the kitchen mesa thinking about what Mom had said about needing a dinner gown dining room table. She was right. I texted her that I had seen a pecan board somewhere and thought it to be a beautiful table, but that our table penury to be able to seat at least 20 people.

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

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

I heard a spattering and looked out to see the two Twins naked in the pond. This drew a chuckle from the inside group. I sent john out there to ensure on them, which he did gladly. They reached up and under the guise of him helping them out of the pocket billiards, they pulled him into the pool fully clothed. Those of us who were watching laughed out loud. whoremaster was happy being in the pond with two nude Gemini the Twins. I looked around but didn't see Diane anywhere.

Both twins took to kissing John. They pushed their naked bodies against him and began removing his clothes. The low thing he removed was his wallet. He now needed to dry it as soon as possible. Thankfully, he did not stimulate his electric cell phone in his pants pocket when he hit the water.

Corey dove under the water only to emerge with John's drawers and boxer short pants. John the Divine looked over at the house and just smiled. None of us cared if he has some pocket billiards sex with the twin, in fact, I think a couple of the Guy, like Marcus, envied can. I leaned over to Marcus and told him to go join John, I 'm certainly they would love to induce you as an addition. Marcus wasted no meter in getting up, shedding his clothes and went running out into the pool. I saw carol swimming over to Marcus and begin playing with him.

Amy told me that my boxes had arrived yesterday, while I was in the bedroom with Jill. She put them in the front bedroom behind the support room. I got up and headed there, with Amy following close behind. I opened the threshold to see about 50 FedEx boxes of various sizing. I didn't even know where to commence. I told Amy that I wanted the twin and Marcus to plow the same sorting job here that they did at the Hawk.

As I went to reverse around, Amy cornered me. She put her arms 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 sustenance room. She shed her apparel 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 lingua to enter our back talk. I felt her Menachem 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 howling stab as I began to blast rope after forget me drug of my man seed into Amy. I pulled her into me, hugging her and kissing her. I felt her again reach an orgasm. This time her completely body shook with an orgasmic rush. We declared our have it off for each early as I shot another round of sperm into her. She wrapped her lithe stage around me pulling me deeper into her as I shot again and again. Her eyes glazed over, and I felt her body spasm underneath me yet again.

As we were uncoupling, my slight Dakota came bounding out from her room to see Amy and I untangling. She came right over to us, kissing each of us. I felt her hired man rubbing my cum covered prick. Her light up strokes felt tremendous. 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 manhood in one deft movement. We began to sway back and Forth. We continued rocking back and forth for quite a long metre. She began kissing me, licking my neck, and playing with my ear. All of that felt fantastic. I thrust into her, shooting rope after rope into her. She moaned in total adoption, 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 pussy. She was making a mess on the leather couch. Her pussy was expelling all the cum that I had put in there. She pulled out two fingerbreadth full of cum, licking them strip. She moaned as she cleaned her own fingers. As my cock finally began to deflate, Amy took one last lick of my tool taking care to houseclean the cum from Dakota off my humanity. Dakota just smiled seeing Amy being subservient to me yet again.

CHAPTER 2

As the time for us to leave 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 limo. He returned less than a one-half 60 minutes 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 pistol range.

The former limousine arrived, and we all piled into any of the motorcar. Jill, Dakota, Sharon, and Mom all joined me in Fred's limo.

The ease of the group all chose a car. All three limo were wide-cut of our playgroup. Off we went to the handgun range.

Marcus was left behind with instructions about the security measure company along with instructions that the gate people may designate up as well as the locksmith putting the remaining safes into various suite around the planetary house. He accepted the responsibility.

As we drove to the range, Jill told us about how severely it was for her to learn to qualify on the range in the Marines, although she was using more than just a handgun, she had to qualify with a rifle as well.

Sharon told us about growing up in a firm where her Dad went hunting when the time of year came around. However, it was all a artifice to have 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 exact Same dress on that he left in. She rummaged through his luggage only to find a cute lacy bra, certainly not one of her female parent ’. They divorced after that hunting time of year. He married his ‘ girlfriend'about 6 months later.

Mom told us that Bob disapproved of guns saying ‘ that is the job for soul else'so he never had guns in their mansion. She never ever even handled a gun, let alone shoot one. Fred offered his assistance making everyone in the backrest of the car smile.

Dakota had to be cajoled to talk about torpedo. She said she grew up in a hooligan region, muckle of gang, mountain of unsavory people many if not most had a gun. She said in highschool school one of her friend was brutalized at point. She was so shaken up that she ended up committing self-annihilation. She told us that she is very discerning about this grooming. Jill put her arm around Dakota and said something in her ear that I couldn't hear.

Then the onus was on me. I told them about the Saturday morning stratum that I took my son to when he was about 8. This really pissed off his Mother, but I was purpose on taking the ‘ fun'out of handling a firearm. We sat and listened to an teacher teach the kids about the dispute between a revolver and a semi-automatic pistol. He showed the kids how to be able to face at a weapon system and fuck if there is a safety or not, how to load and unload a pistol, as well as how to clean a weapon properly. I explained that at his age all his supporter were enamored with guns. He told me respective eld later as he became a teen that his sound friend truncheon nearly shot the family dog. He had found his Dad's .45 under his pillow and ran around the inside of the menage when it went off. The dog ran and hid underneath a bed. He remembers how nightstick just dropped the gun on the floor and went running to his bedroom knowing that he was getting a thrashing when Dad got home. As I told this floor, we arrived at the range.

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

I was well-chosen to see the size of the group once we all emerged from their several limo. The instructor introduced himself and his supporter since Dakota had warned him about how large our group would be.

We all followed him into a classroom type setting where the acquisition would begin. He had many more handgun than we needed, which was a relief to me.

As we all took a bottom, I noticed that Dakota was seated right next to Jill. Fred, both CG male child already had piece and carry license. The teacher had us replete out the carry permit build if we wished to be cleared to hold and handle a firearm.

The first two hours of the training were…. well…. drilling. essential, but boring.

Before we were even allowed to handle a firearm, we had to go through a little quiz about handling a gun that the instructor had put together. It was a straightaway quiz, but it took everyone off sentry go a bit. Surprisingly John the Divine and Dakota both finished ahead of everyone else. Jill and I were bit behind. The instructor told us as we were working on the quiz that as you finish you then get to clean a gun to learn with.

St. John the Apostle chose a Smith & Wesson .357 Dakota took clutch of a humble Smith 9mm that fit her hand.

Jill took time lag of a Glock 9mm. I picked up a heavy interlingual rendition of Dakota's Smith 9mm, this one had a longer stock that fit my bridge player better.

Mom, well she was quite funny, she picked up a gun like she was picking up a dead 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 of it but not with such might to submerge her. He gave her a hire arms semi-automatic. It fit her deal and coming from Fred she kissed him on the cheek.

Sharon, Paula, Allison, Donna, and Jennifer all relied on mortal else to select their gun. Of course, privy wanted to record off, but the CG son kept him in his seat.

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 following to John explaining that although a .357 is a great gun, it's better suited for the picture and not in real life-time. He selected a Smith & Wesson 9mm which lavatory took reluctantly and gave up the large revolver.

In my head, I again see the maturity date story of can growing. Not all that long ago, he would deliver argued about what gun he wanted, but here he listened to reason and made the switch. Maybe I need to let in him in a substantial work session with me.

Now it was time to maneuver out to the range, but before we did the instructor gave us each a twosome of prophylactic glasses. He also did not give us ammo until we got to the range, he said he would then feed us five beat each. Paula made us snicker again asking what a turn was. The instructor explained that around was another watchword for bullet. Paula shrugged her berm and Jill patted her on the back.

The instructor divided the group down the middle of the class. One half of the course went with the primary instructor, the other half went with the assistant. We all got up and followed our various teacher with him putting each of us at fall apart stalls in which to shoot from.

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

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

In my head, it thought this to be a rather slow project, boy was I ill-timed. I guess I should be happy that we were all shooting in the same direction at least. It was crystallise who had handgun preparation and who did n't. I was n't bad, all my rhythm at least hit the target theme. However, poor Paula and Jennifer had no unit of ammunition hit the target report. They were both ready to give up almost immediately. The primary instructor moved Jennifer and Paula closer to the CG son, that way each one of them could give them entitle suggestion about being more 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 blastoff. Sammy told her to can all five bout then put the piece down.

Next, to me, I heard five pellet all grouped together. I turned and saw Jill coaching Dakota. Jill, the CG guys, Fred, and Sammy and Bobby all had put their rounds inside the nigrify, but the CG guy and Fred all hit core mass. The instructor offered to alter the mark newspaper publisher from a target to one of a ‘ bad guy ’, Dakota readily accepted the offer.

It was as if a light electrical switch turned on with Dakota. She put her succeeding five all in the font of the bad guy……all five ! She smiled at her results, Jill laughed even the instructor made citation that sometimes you just need something more than a report target to make things click.

The secondary teacher went along the shooting bank line offering to change from target to the bad guy mark, toilet wanted to try. He did ok, all five of his guessing hit the guy, but there was no grouping. Bobby stepped over to John the Evangelist and suggested that he keep the gun with one hand and the other deal act as a theme underneath the gun caudex to observe the recoil to a minimum. When John tried the prompting, he got four out of the five together with the fifth one not part of the chemical group but directly between the optic. Saint John the Apostle was ready to be done after seeing that. We all laughed at our new ‘ gunslinger ’. What surprised me the most was the tending Jill was showing Dakota on how to properly use her weapon.

Dakota would demand her five shots, Jill would give her advice, and then Dakota would fire five Thomas 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 side by side to each former and have ourselves a little shoot off. He shrugged his shoulder joint and asked the radical if they would be will, which they all agreed. In my head, I thought that one of the CG son would rise to the top. However, it was a surprise to me that although the CG boys were spectacular, Fred and Jill took top honors. Fred put all five of his again center mass on the habitue target. Jill used the bad-guy quarry and put all five squarely in the chest. The CG boys all had center spate shots, but each one had one single snap that drifted and touched the melodic phrase, whereas Fred did not.

Dakota just kept practicing repeatedly, focusing on her mastering this skill. Jill was clearly a great supporter to her giving her advice and charge on bettering her technique.

The former ladies all enjoyed the upshot, but they didn't believe that they would ever need this skill. However, Sharon also kept at the shooting trying to master the science as well. She was quite the spitfire, not willing to quit. Mom, well she really didn't feel comfortable using the gun, but she did anyway. She kept trying until all five of her stroke hit the target area at least.

I was impressed that both Sharon and Dakota were determined to overcome this acquirement. John Lackland, well he was his usual John ego, but he again showed signs of adulthood when he was given advice on how to further his shooting science set. All in all, we had a cracking time. The instructor took a group photo of everyone together holding their gun in front line of them. He told me that he would have them developed and mail the set to us.

Once the education class was over, I felt it was prison term for another great lunch at Fred's favorite Italian eating house. Mom was excited to take heed we would be going back there. In her mind our John Rock star would still be there, however, the rest of us just rolled our eyes thinking to ourselves ‘ you wish'. It dawned on me that I had made a promise and had not followed through. Before we all got into the motorcar, I pulled Fred aside and spoke to him. He assured me that he would take tutelage of what I was asking.

Since the CG boys were Fred's nephews, I assumed that they knew of Fred's Italian restaurant. Oddly, they had no cue when I asked them to scream ahead and let them screw we were coming over, all 14 of us. Thankfully, Dakota had the bit already on her telephone and made the call.

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

"Daddy, would it be OK with you if I went rest home instead of eating dejeuner with everyone ? I'm feeling a bit nauseated and the thought of garlic pelf is making my bay window do flip flop,"Dakota said to me.

"Sir, I'd be happy to get hold of Miss 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 room access and let us out. I kissed Dakota before getting out. She assured me it was nix to vex about she was just a bit nauseated.

I got out and everyone else got out of their limo. The CG male child were quite happy as they had never ridden in a limo before today. Yet, the buzz was still about the gun class and the shot. Everyone congratulated Jill on kicking the nether region out of the others, but Jill being Jill politely told everyone that they all ‘ let'her win. In my head, I wasn't sure if they did or not. I knew one of the CG boy was a sniper but shooting a 50 calibre from a moving whirlybird is far dissimilar than shooting a shooting iron.

Fred left with Dakota. Jill knew by my face that I was worried about her. The cobbler's last two times we had pregnancy issuing, there was to a greater extent to it than just being nauseated. I decided to call Dr. Ronda.

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

"Well, my aphrodisiac darling, I'm actually calling you to please give Dakota a call. She is skipping lunch with the gang 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 sign of circumspection. Will you hold in on her as a favor to me ? '' I ask.

"favourite, for you I'd do just about anything. I'll cry her when we hang-up. But don't be surprised if I'm at your household collecting my doctor fees,"She gives me a fast phone osculation and hangs up.

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

Jill's phone bombilation.

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

There's a pause as I can only get word Jill's position of the conversation.

"Yes, tomorrow daybreak would be fine. We'll see you then. Have a peachy day !"She says before hanging up.

"What was that all about ?"I ask.

"A large shareowner of Winston Churchill Downs wants to buy all of our horse racetracks. He's put an investor group together and they would wish to meet with us tomorrow morning at the war hawk. They wanted to urinate sure they were not intruding on any funeral or family prison term with esteem to Bob Jaxson."She says to me.

"well, darling, you've told me that the racecourse are neat cash cows, their operating costs and liability insurance 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 musical theme. What do you remember ?"I say to Jill as we go inside the restaurant.

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

"Didn't we get them in the Happy, Happee Limo deal ? Weren't they bought under the limousine license and we acquired them for succeeding to zippo like the recording studio ?"I ask.

"Yes, we did. Let me take a quick look but off the top of my head we may be able to get them to select the wholly package, including that one in upstate New House of York that hasn't made money in three or four years."Jill says. I just love it when she gets into the patronage musical mode, she is so aphrodisiac then.

The proprietor comes over to greet us. Before we even say anything, he has two bottles of Chianti and three baskets of garlic clams being delivered to the table. He also has several glasses of water. Fred had mentioned that we would like water with the meal. The owner did enquire where Fred was. I told him he is running one of our company home, as she wasn't belief well.

"Must have eaten Hellenic language food for thought, too much lamb,"the owner says laughing. We all chuckled along with him.

I leaned over to Jill and asked,"Darling do you birth a caller tab 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 photographic plate broad of spaghetti and meat sauce started arriving at the table. It didn't even dawn on me until we were eating that Diane did not join us.

"deary, 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 distinguish 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 course, it was optional. I just don't remember her saying she was uncomfortable with guns,"I reply.

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

"Hey, where's Diane ?"

"She's at work. She didn't want to do the gun thing, but she felt she should be at body of work if not with us. I told her she was being overly sensitive, but she's unplayful about making sure you're happy with her,"John tells me.

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

John takes out his telephone and dials it and hands it to me.

"HI HUNNY bunny rabbit,"Diane says thinking it was St. John calling her.

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

"OH SHIT"she replies.

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

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

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

I add,"Darling River, can we get you lunch or something to eat ?"

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

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

"fountainhead, I keep forgetting,"she says.

"OK but know that we'll talk about fixing that tonight. I want you to let a promising beautiful minor, even if can is the Father of the Church,"I say looking at whoremonger and laughing. She laughs as well, even King John chuckles.

I tell her that I'll see her tonight and hired man the phone back to John.

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

I hold my bridge player out and aid her up from the table. We walk down to my position. One of the CG boys brings her death chair. Jill scooches over and pulls my president over as well making room for Sharon.

I put her photographic plate of food down at the hollow daub, wait for the professorship to be set in place and hold Sharon's hand as she sits down.

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

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

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

"Oh, my good. This has been a dotty day. The gun stove, the socio-economic class about how to do by a gun, lunch here, this is an awesome body of work day,"She says with a big smile on her face.

"Good, 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 conference room tomorrow. I don't know how long we'll need it but let me book it for the entire day. Also, we need to feature umber, water, succus ready for tomorrow. We have an investment funds group meeting Jill and me tomorrow. Can you have that ready for us ? '' I ask of her.

Sharon stops eating and telephone dial up the office and has a quickly conversation with someone and in just a couple of minutes 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 next to Bobby and Sammy who are stuffing their faces almost as truehearted as John, which I didn't think anyone could even follow close.

We all sit and take our fourth dimension enjoying the food for thought and the friendship of everyone at the table. Fred tells me that Dakota got a call in the car from Dr. Ronda and that she will stop by tonight just to check on Dakota.

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

I just laugh.

We spend about an hour 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 companionship check.

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

CHAPTER 3

We walk outside the eating place and there is a township car waiting for us. I hold the door assailable for Sharon and get in with her. The number one wood already knows where we are headed. Sharon asks,"Why are we heading to the office ?"

"We're not,"

"But you said…."she says.

"Just trust me,"I tell her.

We don't traveling too far, about three Admiralty mile before we pull into our destination. A Mercedes franchise. Sharon's eyes get big then tear up. I just smile. The driver pulls the car up to the front doors 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 cable car what are they selling ?

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

She picks up the earphone and telephone dial someone up.

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

"No thank you, we're fine. How prospicient until the salesperson is here ? '' I ask.

From behind me, I hear, `` Hello, I'm told you asked for me ?"a Whitney Moore Young Jr. voice says.

We turn around and see a cover girl young cleaning lady standing with a big grin on her face.

"I'm Brandi Johansson. My friends call me BJ. Do I know you from somewhere because you don't look fellow to me,"she asks.

"Ms. Johansson, you don't know us. I asked for the newest salesperson,"I answer as I try not to be obvious that I'm looking her physical structure over. I guess I wasn't that subtle as I feel a punch in the ribs from Sharon.

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

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

"Well sir, we don't sell automobile,"she replies.

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

"Those machine sir are Mercedes Benz, the finest machine on the planet,"she says with a big smile on her face.

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

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

"look BJ, we already know the type of MERCEDES. We just need to clean out people of color and options and check to see if you have it in stock,"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 pick out the color and the alternative,"BJ says.

"My DAD ? No honey, he's my honcho,"Sharon says with a bit of inflammation to her face.

"Oh WOW, I wish more than boss bought railroad car for their citizenry,"BJ says.

"Um, did you just shout out them machine ?"I ask smiling.

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

"BJ let's showtime over. Hi, I'm David Henry Graham Greene. This is my building handler 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 experience what gloss is available in the model ?"She asks.

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

"Which E grade and what color,"BJ asks.

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

'' Yes, lady. We have one of each. They are also available in fateful, ash gray, and Elwyn Brooks White,"she explains.

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

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

"BJ may I see the red one ?"

"Certainly, please follow me. I just have to stop at our security desk show them your license and get the Key,"she explains.

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

"Would you expect anything LE from your boss ?"I reply smiling the altogether time.

BJ stops at the security department desk who takes our licence and runs them through a machine before he hands them back to her and gives her a set of Florida key 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 squeezes as she is excited like a baby on Xmas morning.

BJ begins her ramble about owning a Mercedes. 50 coat of key, 15 coats of pass lacquer, 5-star clangoring evaluation, hand-stitched leather tail end, seating for five, rear panorama photographic camera, rant, blah, bombast. My eyes roll listening to the gear up speech about the Mercedes.

"BJ can we contain the vehicle for a test drive ?"I ask.

She opens the threshold and Sharon gets in the number one wood's rear. I get in the second behind and BJ gets in the passenger English. Once we are all in and secured with the seat belts, she hands Sharon the key fob. Sharon starts the car. She is so rouse that her hands are almost shaking.

Sharon listens intently to BJ excuse thing about this manakin. I just sit back and listen. The mental testing drive takes more than an hour as BJ wanted Sharon to experience all the features of the car.

"BJ what did you do before selling Mercedes ?"I ask. Sharon looks at me through the rearview mirror and smile. 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 older guy, who told me I would lay down scads of money selling these automobile. I've been working here 3 months now and have not sold even one car. I've gotten snug twice, but they did not characterise for financing. I feel like I got hoodwinked, but I owe them for 12 workweek of a tie with no sales,"she explains to Sharon and me.

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

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

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

"well sir, I only got my AA degree in commercial enterprise finance. I would really wish to have an office job working regular hours but feeling like I was accomplishing things,"BJ tells me.

"Great, then come 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 chief !"She says back.

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

"Oh no sir, that one is more expensive. This one that we're in is $ 61,000 that blue 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 require to test 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 manager,"I tell BJ.

We get out and head inside. She stops at the security desk and hands the key fob back to the security guard. She walks us to this tiny role with a cheap desk that has two crappy hard plastic chairs. She tells us she will be powerful back with her sales manager.

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

"howdy sir, I'm Tony Rolf, sales managing director. BJ tells me that you're looking to buy that prissy red E300. She's a smasher, isn't she ?"He says to me, but what I hear in my school principal is rant, blah, blah. My straits likened the sound to the teacher's phonation in the old Charlie Brown cartoons.

"Tony, I am interested in that car. What is the best OUT THE DOOR terms you can grant me ?"I ask.

"well, you're in luck, we have a heavy pot on special funding for all new customers,"he begins.

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

"fountainhead sir, we haven't discussed…."

I cut him off mid-sentence."Mr. Hrolf, do you require to form a sale, or do you want to waste my time. I have little solitaire for prison term atrophy. I work for a life. If you can't tell me what I asked you for either get your boss or I'm going to your rivalry,"I tell him sternly. I see BJ's oculus get bigger. Apparently, she hasn't seen anyone put Mr. Rollo in his place.

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

He returns a duad of moment belated with a slender man.

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

Klaus extends his hired hand and we shake.

"Mr. Klaus, we came in here to buy a Mercedes. No funding just to buy the red cent car. Yet, your man here seems to want to waste my time. I work for a living and would care to get back to doing what I do. So, I'll ask you the Saame question What is the best out the door Price on that red Mercedes that we just try out drove chisel with this hardworking lady BJ ?"I say in a tail spokesperson, now getting a bit annoyed.

"That car sir goes for $ 61,000 but I can let you take in 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 possess it for $ 79,500,"He tells me.

"And that's your best 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 sureness that BJ here gets the quotation for the sale. I'm only here because she worked so hard on this sale. If I didn't need to get back to make for soon, I would have just left and gone to your competitor. How farsighted do you retrieve this will take ?"I say with an air of superiority.

"Sir, we will have all the paperwork done and the railcar ready in less than 90 minute of arc. Will that be sufficient ?"Klaus says to us. However, I see Sharon having a voiceless time sitting still in her hot seat, the uncomfortable chair.

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

He leads us to another much more plush office. I see the nameplate on the room access that it belongs to Mr. Rollo.

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

"Oh no BJ, you get to stay in here with us. You're our sales person you get to reap the rewards of selling us not one but TWO machine,"I say to her in front of Mr. Rollo.

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

The three of us chat and laugh about lots of things. Sharon goes on a cut-rate sale slant to BJ about how good of a boss I've been. She tells her about today's dangerous undertaking, the gun scope, the course of study on gun guard, the mythic lunch, and now getting her a new car. I think to myself that BJ is truly a ravisher. She is certainly more beautiful than the twins Corey and carol While she is no Jill, nor Dakota, nor even Amy for that thing she is quite beautiful, you can see it.

A conservatively dressed ma'am comes into the office and sits down across the desk from us. She turns her paperwork around so we can see the two sales event contract as she goes over them line by line. Once she is done, she asks for defrayment. I write out the check to the epithet of the dealership and in the amount of money of $ 138,000, signing my epithet at the seat. She looks at the check and asks if I'm the new CEO of the fellowship that she saw on MSNBC. When I tell her that I am, she asks if she could get a cell sound characterization of us. I tell her only if our cut-rate sale somebody BJ is in the photo.

The three of us stand together, the ma'am flanking me as the back-office ma'am snaps three scene trying to make sure she gets a good one. I ask that a copy goes to BJ as her first sales event. She assures me that one will.

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

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

"Please go get our dear Mr. Rollo,"I say to BJ.

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

"Ah, Mr. Rolf, I want to thank you. You made it easy for BJ to throw in the towel your firm. I'm taking her with us. If you think she still owes your firm money, feel free to institutionalize me the bill. I'll have my forensic sound team go over what you say she owes you line of work by line. Should we find even one centime out of spot, I'll have no choice but to charge complaints with the Calif. wagerer clientele Bureau, the California Department of Business, AAA, and any other office I can intend of. Please state Mr. Klaus we thank him. arrivederci Mr. Rollo, '' I say to him as I get up and leave alone with BJ and Sharon.

As we walk to the door, I hand BJ the keys to the blue car.

"I want you to follow 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 bag. She walks back over to me, stopping at the security department desk and handing over her keys and security tag to the sentry go and says so long to him.

"BJ, please hand me your earphone,"I say to her.

She hands me her phone. I put my cell turn and the address of the Chateau on her phone and tell her to use the car 's GPS to get to my mansion. She hesitantly agrees. I can tell apart that she is very unquiet. I just turned her life upside down, but hopefully for the better.

As I get into the red Mercedes with Sharon, my telephone bombination. It's Jill.

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

"Did you just buy Sharon a Mercedes ? They called to aver that you had the authority to signal a halt for that amount,"Jill says to me.

"fountainhead, Sharon has a new car. I'm very gladiola 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 individual to join our group. I hired our car salesperson,"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 instant, you would also. I can't wait until you see the car that Saint 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 machine when we get to the house.

As we turn down the divine service road to the sign, I see in my visor mirror BJ's face. She is astounded at the homes. We pull into the courtyard of the Chateau. I see the gate hombre have installed the gate, but it is still in the open emplacement. I also see the security measures Guy van here. Although, I don't see the prophylactic guy's vehicle.

Sharon parks her car in the absolute center of the court. BJ parks the wild blue yonder car next to Sharon's car. We get out of the automobile and head to the door. BJ is shocked and amazed. When we open the door and go inside, I was worried for a moment that she might just conk out. Her point is swirling, and she is spinning around trying to see everything. Sharon takes her deal and tells her to follow her.

Jill and Dakota come bouncing over to me. Both of my ma'am give me a big romanticistic kiss. I take Jill by the hand and shoot her outside to the court. I ask her,"Jilly, what's your favorite coloring material ?"

"amobarbital sodium"

"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 secern her to look at it for a twist. Both she and Dakota get in the car. They slowly circle around and then peel out of the courtyard heading down the military service road at some ungodly speed, screaming all the way.

I shake my head and paseo back inside. Sharon comes bouncing over to me and gives me a vast passionate kiss, right in front man of BJ. When she breaks from the kiss, she takes BJ's mitt and tells her that she's going to get a duty tour of the hutch.

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

"I'm making barbecued crybaby to cast aside into freshly made alfredo and egg noodles. Sammy is making some finger food appetiser and I think he's going to make 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 center, but by the perfume, I can secern that the hands belong to Amy.

"Hi Daddy, you have a invitee on their way over. She says you owe her for an recreational bill. dad, I thought Jill handled all the bills ?"She asks.

"Yes, my dear, Jill does drive care of all the real card. However, I'm guessing that our client is Dr. Ronda. She's referring to wanting to diddle with me, she hasn't had the chance in a while. Oh, Amy, this is BJ. I hired her away from the car dealership. She's going to be Sharon's assistant at the mortarboard, so please puddle her feel welcome,"I say to Amy.

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

"Saint David,"I correct her.

"Or dad,"Amy interjects.

"OK, David. Who are you ? I mean this sign of the zodiac is handsome than the shop class that I go shopping in. And you seem to have beautiful women bouncing all around here. Are you, um, Hugh Hefner or somebody like that ?"BJ asks me.

"No, Hugh Heffner changed the world. He made naked pictures of women into a cosmopolitan magazine. I 'm just trying to fix my party, Jaxson Inc."I say to her.

"BJ, in the mental testing drive you made mention that you dated an older man for a bit who convinced you to become a car salesman ? By chance, was the older guy Mr. Rollo ?"I ask her.

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

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

"What do you imply ?"she asks.

"When you thought you were supposed to go back out and wait for another customer, he just dismissed you. No realisation for selling two machine, no thank you for doing a good job. He was cognitive content 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 early new gal. She's even unseasoned than me. She's just barely over 21 and me at 25 is now the old gal. We're the merely two madam that work for that dealership, all the other salespeople are men,"she tells me.

Melanie comes around the corner. She kisses me and sits in the hot seat 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 supporter,"I tell Mom.

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

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

I see in BJ's optic that she has doubt, I get up kiss Mom and even kiss BJ on the top of her head and head back towards my bedroom to take a straightaway exhibitor.

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

"Amy, dearie, where is everyone ?"

"wellspring, John and Jennifer went downtown to get Diane from the bureau. The two CG guy wire are outdoor at the pool and the twins are in the pool 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 society as she had an proceeds she had to rectify. Donna went to the call nerve center, she wanted to check 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 fall guy Newberg said he would be back after 530pm. And of trend, I'm here available to you if you want me, anytime you want me,"Amy says with a light in her eye.

I put my arms around her and attract her to me. She stands on her tippy-toes to buss me. We stand there for various minutes just kissing. I pull her tightly to me. She puts her weapon around my neck. I feel her bantam body press itself against me. I hear her groan into my mouth as we continue our kiss.

I hear a cold-shoulder knock on the chamber door. I look over to see Sharon and BJ. Sharon brings BJ into the bedchamber. She takes Amy's manus and paseo 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 comfortable I feel. This is so dreamlike. You take me away from the dealership, you bring me to your dwelling, you have all these beautiful women. What the heck do you see in me ?"BJ says.

"BJ you're a beautiful womanhood. Would I like to have strong-arm affaire with you ? ABSOLUTELY ! But, only if you 're willing. Everyone who is part of my playgroup does this because they love sex and enjoy making somebody else feel good. Everything is consensual and none of it has anything to do with their job. gambol, don't play, it's all up to you. We have lots of good-looking guys and early than John and Diane and Jill and I everyone is 1. toilet 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 play, just clean somebody out and playact, we're a very favorable bunch. If you are epicene, virtually all our adult female here are bisexual person. If you know what a swinger is, that probably defines us the best,"I say to her.

"I don't know. I'm anxious. Sharon can't stop talking about you and your ability to please a woman. But I see this beautiful petite char who just left this room, what 's her public figure, 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 inclose him to you. He 's just a bit older than you but he 's a real devotee. All the char just get laid to play with him. I think that he would be a great 1st guy to spiel with."I tell her.

"Well, sir, if you think he's a right one to bug out with, I'll be unforced to try. At some degree, can I work my way up to you ?"She asks. Somehow, I just knew that this head was lurking in her head.

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

I step forward. I put my weapon system around her and lean in and snog her. She responds a bit more than I anticipated. Her mouth parts and her spit snakes its way into my rima oris. I feel my cock beginning to tent out my dress pants. She feels it as well, reaching down and squeezing my nearly erect tool. I caress her back. I begin to unbutton her blouse. I let it drop to the floor. I reach around and unclasp her bra letting it also fall to the floor. She begins to unbutton my shirt letting it strike to the floor as well. Her bridge player begin to research my dresser as she pulls my tee shirt over my head. I scoop her up in my arms, honeymoon style and lay her on the play bed. I slide her slacks off her. I see that she has these cute beige lace scanty. I remove them. While I'm standing at the face of the bed, I unbuckle my own pants letting them precipitate to the floor. I slide my Boxer down as well. I hear a small pant as she sees my severe prick pointing to the ceiling.

I get into the bed, moving my grimace between her thighs and leaning in to lick her womanhood. She spreads her stage grasping my fuzz and pulling me into her. I begin to lap up and breastfeed her tasty sex. I feel her getting surfactant with each lick. I gently put two fingers inside of her scraping on her G-spot. This makes her moan loudly as she splashes my hand and articulatio radiocarpea. She is moaning loudly now, pulling her knees up towards her case giving me more than access to her muliebrity. I keep curling my fingerbreadth inside of her making her sexual climax more than and more until the big one hit like a mac truck.

"OH GAWD DAVID, THIS FEELS SO WONDERFUL, YOU ARE SO AMAZING, SHARON IS right wing, YOU ARE AN AWESOME devotee,"she says to me as a huge sexual climax scroll through her body.

Another orgasm rolls through her body as I keep curling my finger on her G-spot."OH DAVID, I'M CUMMING SO HARD….SO HARD….SO….HAA,"She doesn't finish the idiom as a third gear coming rolled through mighty on top of the second one. I let her gather her senses after the third orgasm. I pull her in close and just kiss her. She wraps her legs around me and take out me in tightly.

"David, this is so much serious than anything that I've experienced before. Thank you for taking me away from that horrible topographic point. I guess at some compass point I need to go family and ready for tomorrow,"she says to me.

"BJ, you don't need to go home tonight. I have slew of room here. We'll work something out. I just know you will enjoy our group. This is only the beginning of your intimate awakening,"I tell her.

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

I hear Bobby and Sammy announce that dinner party is ready. I gently get up from underneath BJ and psyche out, putting on my basketball shorts and a tee shirt. I leave my bedchamber door subject. When I get to the living room, Dakota and Jill are just coming back in with huge grin on their faces. Clearly, they loved Jill 's new car. I got kiss from Dakota and a bigger kiss from Jill. I whisper in Jill 's ear that we have a new phallus of the playgroup in our play bed. Jill smiles and says, `` Well, that did n't shoot very long, '' giggling at me.

We all head down to the kitchen to get some nutrient. I see John 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 unhurt time.

I made myself a big home plate of intellectual nourishment. I thought about just how overnice my life has become since I became a chauffeur. Tomorrow is another day and Jill and I must assemble this investment group about the horse cavalry tracks. We all eat our dinner enjoying each early's company.

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