The Chauffeur ( # 27 ) Getting vertebral column to Work

By : PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

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

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

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

Logging into my body of work email, there was another 350 electronic mail. I scanned through them. First one that I stopped on was from the hauling caller trough. He was asking for another parliamentary procedure of tyre. He said that he now has a waiting tilt since we have priced them down so far that many independent truckers have begun to ask to be put on a tilt and to let them know when more tires will be in-stock.

I sat back in my chairperson. Maybe we stumbled onto something. I sent a followup electronic mail to that manager telling him that I would Holy Order another flock of the greatly increased order from BF Goodrich. I also asked if we should be expanding the tire distribution to other substance since we have a standing waiting list. I followed up that email with another one to the BF Goodrich tyre guy. However, this time I sent him an additional leaning of 15 extra fix that I want tires sent. I also inquired about the retread works in Texas.

I saw multiple electronic mail from various news brass. I read a couple, but the one that caught my attention was one from Jim Cramer and the Mad Money producer. She invited me to hold an interview with Jim via phone, via video, or their promise, in person in New York city. I replied to them saying that I needed a duo of weeks to changeover but would be willing to occur to New York for the in-person interview.

In my email rested one from FedEx. They referred to several packages 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 home plate. He asked if he could inquire what the job might be that I referred to, what would be the hours, would it be full fourth dimension as he didn't think that his religious service with Melanie would be needed much longer. He also attached a survey for me to reckon at to verify his making and teaching. I made line to natter with Melanie about this guy.

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

A single finger began playing with my ear all the while the mouth kept kissing the dorsum of my neck 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 thought process that I had done enough study for now.

Slowly, I turned around. It was Melanie. She was standing there naked. My putz 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 finger from each hand into the waistband of my shorts and pushed them down.

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

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

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

"Absolutely ! You don't need to ask here Mel just piece someone and begin licking, sucking, fucking whatever you have in mind. My mathematical group is friendly. There may be some age differences but no one that I'm aware of has an payoff with any of that,"I tell her.

I take her by the hired hand and lead her to our sleeping accommodation. When I open the doorway, we see John and Marcus having their way with Jill. She is the center of a spit-roast. Melanie rosiness and tries to flex around and take the air away. I put my arm around her shank and pull her into the bedroom.

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

"Jill, dear, Melanie would like to occupy your lieu. aid to flip-flop ?"I say loudly.

Jill responds by waving Melanie over to the bed. I push Mel towards the leash. Jill stops sucking Marcus'tool and disconnect herself from St. John the Apostle's massive shaft. She pulls Melanie onto the bed.

"valet de chambre be gracious to her,"is all that Jill says before getting out of the manoeuvre bed.

John leans his cheek down and puts it between Melanie's legs as Marcus position her to be on all fours. Greedily, she begins to bat and suck Marcus'still grueling cock. It is twitching with excitement.

Jill and I walk over to the sport bed. Jill starts playing with John's prick 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 idea how aphrodisiac you look with a hard-young cock in your mouth and toilet getting you wet enough for his knight cock to invade your wonderful pussy ?"

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

I see John the Evangelist elevate his cock up and slide it into Melanie, whose eyes just roll to the back of her head. whoremaster began slowly and gently fucking her. He put his hands on her hips to control her motion. As time wore on, he began to increase his rhythm.

Marcus tells Melanie that he's about to cum. She keeps up her try of licking and sucking him. He erupts into her mouth. A pocket-sized bit dribbles out the face of her mouth running down to the bottom of her cheek before finally dropping off her font 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 moment ago. She decided that she wants some care from both me and Melanie. She strokes my putz making sure it is hard. She points to my putz and gently get-up-and-go Melanie's drumhead towards my manhood.

bathroom is now really fucking her hard and profligate. I see the glazed over look in Melanie's eyes as she is trying hard to appease on chore of giving me a cock sucking. Once I'm sufficiently wet, Jill climbs aboard and straddles my cock into her ass. She has her back to me and her coochie facing Melanie. She takes Melanie by the ears and directs her towards her twat.

"lick me, dearie,"she directs to Melanie.

Melanie pauses for just a instant inhaling Jill's intoxicatingly wonderful muliebrity before snaking her tongue through her woman-folds. Jill leans back onto me, squirming her beautiful ass. I wasn't sure which got her going more, being the shopping mall of Melanie and I's sex sandwich or maybe my hard stopcock into her ass or Melanie's spit exploring Jill's sex. It really didn't matter, two guy, two lady, lots of fun.

bathroom finally hit his orgasmic peak,"OH ass ME. THIS IS SO FUCKING GREAT, FUCK MEEEEEEE,"he announces to the room in general.

Feeling John's pecker erupting into Melanie, made her turn a loss spot trouncing Jill for just a couple of moments. Jill giggled and said to me,"surmisal lav had to knead off all that food somehow,"I laughed.

After Gospel According to John 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 snog her. After they broke from the buss, privy took a duad of licks on Jill's pussy and even jokingly poked her protruded clit. Jill moaned a thank you. John kissed Jill and turned to leave the room.

Melanie stopped licking Jill and said to Saint John,"testament I get to sleep together you again ? Your cock is the fully grown that I've ever had, and I would like more than, if you're willing,"she says to him in a serious manner.

John turns on his heels and comes back to the bed saying,"Ma'am, you can have me anytime you want. That is one of the dainty 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 olfactory organ and then the top of her brow before getting back up off the bed and heading out.

Jill said to me,"King John really is beginning to take on your qualities. He's basically a miniskirt you. He's now fucking with a bit of a flare not just slamming that huge cock into someone,"Jill says in a low tone as Melanie has gone back to drubbing and sucking on Jill as my cock is still buried into Jill's anal cavity.

I can feel Jill's torso give her away as small orgasms are rolling through her.

"Jill my dear, Melanie asked to play with you. I think over the next bit you and her indigence to do affair together, store, roll in the hay, more shopping, and rafts more nooky,"I say smiling as I feel her wiggle her ass sideways from Melanie's tongue.

Melanie's soundbox also begins to spasm. I see her eye roll back in her skull and her viva Assault on Jill slow down dramatically. Jill reaches out and pulls her face into her twat further. Melanie tries to stick her knife into Jill like a shaft, but alas, she was cumming too hard to wee that work.

watching Melanie and experience Jill mount my cock made me experience that grand twinge of the inevitable.

Jill who was now just leaning on my chest came first,"OH ass ME, MELANIE YOU DO SUCH A WONDERFUL JOB WITH THAT spit OF YOURS,"as I feel her body tense up as a vast sexual climax pounds my Jill's body.

I kiss Jill'neck as I begin to push through into her ass. As I shoot my burden into her, I feel it leaking out of her ass and onto my lump. Melanie leans in a bit foster and licks the cum off my balls.

Melanie stops licking and rolls onto her back exhausted and almost breathless. I untangle myself from Jill's ass as my cock begins to puncture. I get up from the bed and pass into the lavatory to clean 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 open enough.

After stepping out of the shower bath and drying off, I heard summoning of God Almighty. This fourth dimension it was Melanie once again. She was hitting her orgasmic peak on all cylinder. I peeked my question out of the bathroom just in sentence to see Jill's face buried into Melanie. Mel's whole physical structure shook as one coming 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 devising ME CUM SOOOOOOOOOOO…."Her voice trailed off as another huge coming ravaged her body.

After several minutes of Jill laying barren to Melanie's pussy, Mel begged for Jill to barricade, she didn't think she had any more left hand to give. Jill moved up and kissed her facial expression before wrapping her arms around Mel. They both were satisfied. They stayed tangled up and slowly tried to fight off the ogre known as sleep.

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

As I moved through the hall, I realized how stock I was. I turned around and headed back to my bedroom. Once inside, I shed my shortstop, kissed both Jill and Melanie and climbed into our log Z's bed. It didn't take long for sleep to sweep over me.

CHAPTER 2

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

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

In to a lesser extent than 18 hours, my body of 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 process of scanning through looking for ones that were not read-only. First one that I found was from Roger. He explained what had happened at the Pinetree in New Orleans. Seems that a couple of fraternity guys were holding a party, put the location on societal medium. The party grew exponentially and soon there were so many drunk college shaver that one of them tried diving into the pool from the second-floor roof. He didn't make the jump successfully. To try and hide the screwup, several of them set fire 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 extended tire order, however he did some math and sent additional tires to the 15 new locating, at BF Goodrich's monetary value as a thank you for being such a in effect customer. He also said that the first 5 tractor house trailer of old tires had arrived at the recap 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 help several of our eating place emplacement to organize and clear the worker's lives much promiscuous. I asked him how much he made working for Melanie. I also told him that this emplacement would require him to trip via commercial airlines. I told him that I would consume a discussion with Melanie about him and sent the email.

The guy that Roger had selected to handle firearm training was confirming our stratum Tues at 10am at the local pistol range. He said that those who don't own a firearm, he would have several 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 check out other big office buildings. She had plans for a sojourn to battle of Atlanta mid-week, just a warm round trip. She was booked on Delta each way. However, she was asking if she should take Diane with her to rent 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 initiatory family, no motive to fly coach. Then a thought came to me, do we need a change of location agentive role on dining table as portion of the HR chemical group ? Outside of the two private fountain, there is a large amount of traveling. Maybe having an experienced travel agentive role might serve defray some cost and eliminate multiple stops.

To help reject some of the people emails, I looked for ones that had the same lead-in and thus being replied ‘ to all ’. I figured out that I only needed to say the most recent one, thus giving me access 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 wreak me pamphlets of the two she most like and we'll go from there. I already bought Dakota and Tina each a BMW, what would Sharon contribute me ? My head guessed SUV, but my heart and soul thought Mercedes.

I sent Jill an electronic mail asking for 500 contribution of Jaxson Inc. stock for each of the CG boys. They defended the castle. I wanted to make surely they knew how much I appreciated their efforts.

As I was listening to music from the 80's a pair of subdivision wrapped around my cervix. One of the manus removed an earbud. I felt lips kissing my ear. Whom could it be ?

In a barely audible voicelessness I heard,"dad, can I consume your baby too ?"I was sure at this stop it was Jill having some fun with me. I turned around and was shocked to see, Melanie. She giggled at my shock. She explained that she knew that Jill and I were trying to conceive our own youngster and thought she would make light of it.

I stood up and put my arms around her, pulling her into me. I could palpate my cock beginning to rise. She obviously felt it as well, putting her script down my shorts and taking hold of my now hard cock. She gently stroked it. For some rationality, I just wanted to sweep everything off the board and lay her down putting my stopcock into her. She undid my shorts and boxers letting the fall to the floor.

I reached down and lifted her up. She wrapped her legs around me as I positioned her wet kitty-cat over my manhood. I lowered her down gently.

"Oh St. David, you have no estimation how much I have missed being touched, being loved, being used for the intimate being I am. I can't thank you enough for insisting that I come here with you,"she said to me with a expression of love in her eyes.

"Mel, you don't need to hurry household, let's vociferation this shoes your West slide household,"I say to her trying to make her tactile property more at ease.

"deary, I need to ask you about your chef at the Hampton home. Is he available ? I have a honorable full-time position for him in the restaurant group, will he be usable anytime soon ? And, if so, how much do you pay him ?"I ask as we are rocking back and forward making each other feel wonderful.

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

"OH, MY GAWD, DAVID…. I'M CUUUUUMMMMMMIIINNNNNGGGG,"she said breathlessly. Her heart rolled to the book binding of her head. She put her head on my shoulder and began to just purr.

I just caressed her back while still thrusting myself into her womanly plica. I took a step forward pushing her up against one of the bar commode. She leaned backwards and put her arms straight out balancing herself against the bar. I kept my gentle and rhythmic ass. Her breathing stick shoal and the stress of her eyes clearly was glazed over.

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

"Not usually, why do you ask ?"

"fountainhead, it seems to me that if you're supposed to be the fount of the company, shouldn't you actually bear witness your fount ?"she asked.

"When it is essential, I do show my expression. However, I get more reach if the employees don't see me coming. I want a true peep at exactly what our customers see. If I announce my arrival, then I get a fancied-up visit and do not get an actual taste of what our customer are usually experiencing. front at the top 100 companies in the US More than 90 % of their senior management only want to visit the ‘ best'their caller has to offer. I take a different approach ; how can I fix it if I don't know what's broken ? Does any of this shuffling sense ?"I say to her.

"Do you remember when you told Bob to have it away off and that you quit ? I told you that he threw his earpiece across the elbow room and broke it into various pieces. Do you vaguely think that ?"she asks.

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

"I never fixed that phone. I still have it. It means a lot to me. Until that sound call, I was for certain that I was the sole one who could educe that case of anger out of Bob. He was used to steam-rolling mass and getting his way all the fourth dimension. You told him off and before he could argue with you or scold you or even take you out to the woodshed for an attitude alteration, you set him on his cad by quitting and hanging up. That was the exact moment that I knew you were the thoroughgoing person to run the ship's company. Bob couldn't have his way with you, yet he respected you because you took province for your actions and your byplay decisions. Heck, the night we met you, if you remember, our usual driver Denise was in some form of accident. You and Jill came and got us, you made the determination not to charge 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 joint I see my gorgeous wife, wearing one of my blank tee shirts come around the niche 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 nigh of the ladies here call you Daddy, maybe I should call Melanie Mom. Any problems with that ‘ Daddy'?"Jill says to me all the patch smiling her beautiful smile.

"Nope, none at all,"I say knowing there are adult matter to make an topic 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.

"auditory sensation to me like you're jealous or envious,"I reply to her smiling.

"Jilly, you have no idea how a lot 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 peter still in her.

"Mom, do you forget we were right there ? Yes, King 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.

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

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

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

"To block up calling this place 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 shaft yet again with her char juice.

As I watched Mom strive a peak yet again, centime came around the corner, wearing her copper colored dog collar. I smiled. This was the first metre she has openly wore the collar since asking me to be her lord full-of-the-moon time.

"Come over here and introduce yourself to Mom,"I direct Penny.

Jill watches with amazement.

Looking down at the floor, Penny moves over succeeding to me and sheepishly says,"Hello Mom. I'm cent. This is my Master. I'm here to serve,"she says in a submissive timber. She kneels side by side to me looking down at the floor.

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

Jill is just smiling.

"cent, I don't think your headmaster has cum yet,"Jill says without giving any particular direction.

I withdraw my cock from Melanie and turn my torso towards Penny. She willingly opens her mouth and begins licking and sucking all of Melanie's char juice off my cock and balls.

Jill puts her hand behind Penny's head and pushes her face farther towards my pelvic girdle causing her to gag a bit. She swallows surd moving my cock into her throat. I thrust a couple of clock time before I feel that delightful twinge. Without any warning to my slavish I unload the contents of my balls into her belly. Even though this finger wonderful, I look at Melanie's center get large. Is she amazed or excited about centime ?

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

penny begins to lick and breastfeed my stopcock to scavenge me up.

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

My mind went into overdrive, Melanie my submissive ? Holy Fuck ! THAT would be terrific, this high beau monde woman of class being completely submissive to someone else. However, I felt that I needed to pick out an appropriate collar and think of a posh gens for her. Princess came to bear in mind, but I need to think some more on this.

"Is anyone hungry ? 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 cute. I don't know which one I like more,"Melanie says to us.

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

"Penny, will you go around and wake everyone. It's prison term to start getting ready for a day of oeuvre,"I direct Penny.

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

Jill reaches into the fridge and pours me a glass of my pineapple juice. She kisses me and secern me she's going to convert and channelize up to the office to do some oeuvre. I let her know that I made another order of tire and to delight create certainly the other bill from BF Goodrich was paid. She said she would hire care of it and headed off towards our bedroom.

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

"Jacques Louis David, how do you do it ? You seem to go, go, go all the time. 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 pineapple succus. I eat regularly and well-nigh of all, I don't allow stress to take hold of me all that often. You've met many of the wonderful people that I call my play group. They help save me equilibrize and not all wired up. combine me, if John keeps playing with you, you'll understand what I'm talking about. following to eating, sex is his independent end in life,"I explain to Mel.

Melanie gets up and gives me a osculation before she heads back to her room, Tina's former room. I sat there thinking about Tina, hoping she is doing OK. I made a note to text her today and maybe suffer Amy call off her.

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

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 pappa, maybe if you ASK, I'll make you something as well,"Amy says smiling and giggling.

"Amy, my darling, would you delight cook something for Diane and myself ?"He says in a cheeky sarcastic manner. Both Diane and I laughed at his routine. 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 full good morning. She looks over at the chocolate pot and sees it not making coffee yet. Diane gets up and starts making it for her. She smiles and kisses Diane on the cheek. Dakota comes over to me and sits down on my lap, kissing me and telling me ‘ good morning ’.

"Dakota let's take Melanie to the hawk. I want to see how the undertaking ended up. I also want to see Sharon, make sure as shooting she is OK with our weekend play party. I think she really took to us quite well. Oh, and everyone, just so you all know, please starting signal 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 have been possible, so please observe doing what you've already been doing, just now, call her Mom,"I explain to everyone who is nodding their heads.

Dakota gets up off my lap and question to get her telephone to format for a limousine to take us to the Hawk.

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

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

"Amy, go along an eye out for some box being delivered by FedEx. textual matter 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 look doorway, the car and Fred had arrived.

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

CHAPTER 3

The drive to the Hawk was a lot prompt than I had anticipated. When we arrived, Fred dropped us off at the nominal head door. I told Fred that we wouldn't need him until about tiffin metre and maybe his Italian restaurant would be a salutary selection. He said he would be back about 11:30. I thanked him, putting another tip in his pocket.

I said hello to the security measure safety device and the three of us tantalise up to the top floor. I felt Mom teasingly extort my ass until the lift stopped to let some hoi polloi 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 flooring, we stepped off. I headed over to Sharon's desk. She had her back to me working on her computer. I saw several car flyers. I was right on both accounts. She had one SUV a Lincoln Navigator and a Mercedes E-class saloon. It was the 3rd flyer that surprised me : A Ford F-150 pickup truck.

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

"That one is my backup man pick if the early two are too expensive,"Sharon says to me.

"You don't need a backup selection. Which one do you really want ?"I asked.

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

"No worries, when would you like to go pick it out ?"

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

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

"fountainhead, Melanie thinks I should throw an office, at least, here to make as my ‘ home base ’. What do you think ?"I ask.

"Um, I'm not trusted that would be a trade good estimation after this past times weekend,"she says to me with a wink. I just smile, trying hard not to take her by the hand in forepart of everyone and scurry off to an empty office.

Dakota takes Mom's hand and walks her around the top flooring so she could see the perplex view.

I leave my stuff at Sharon's desk and hustle off to catch up with Dakota and Mom. As we walk through the role, respective multitude stand and introduce themselves and explicate what they do for the fellowship. I introduce both Dakota and Melanie. Each prison term I introduce Melanie the eyes get large in astonishment. Apparently, they had never had hoi polloi this high up in the company just casually walk around the floor.

By the time we had made a full circuit, Sharon had set me up in one of the conference rooms that had a nice view of the metropolis. I asked her to bring together us for an update on what was going on inside the building. I also had Dakota cry the locksmith guy and get him over here at his gismo to commence the ignition lock changing on unoccupied offices in the completely building.

As she was making the call, Sharon asked about the effect for the FBI agents and their families. Melanie interrupted and asked if she could help with that. I gave her the information and told her one affair that I wanted was for it to hap at the Chateau and for it to be kin friendly, pond, BBQ and lots of euphony and fun. Sharon led Melanie back to her desk and set her up at a nearby desk to give calls.

I opened my laptop computer and asked Dakota to find out where the information that the kraft paper people brought us. I wanted to see how the workplace played out. She went out to Sharon, got the information and led me to one flooring down.

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

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

The next one was an bird of Jove, obviously for Evergreen State DC.

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

The fourth one had a picture of a wild blue yonder Jay for the Toronto building, our only international building.

And of course of instruction, that final one was the war hawk, the building we were in.

I started with the mortarboard, opening boxes and looking through the files. All seemed to be in a nice order with each box labeled sustentation, taxation, edifice programme, and other assorted ways to indicate what each box held. I had Dakota get notes that I wanted all these boxwood to be under whorl and key in a span of closets. I did require the most Holocene file of taxes and any legal observation in a file cabinet by Sharon, for relief of access.

After the hawk, we went back to the Blue Jay. This building intrigued me. It was our only international building, but more importantly, it was the tallest edifice at 75 write up with an confiscate 12 level parking garage. I made notes about getting all these boxes to them, but I wanted to see out whom might be Sharon's equalize over there.

Dakota suggested that we find out this information for all the building. She also reminded me that I was going to foretell the closing of the MT auditing nerve centre. 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 assistance. I gave HR Mark Newberg's name and contact phone, remembering that we had hired him, but I didn't know where he was working from. HR said they would traverse him down.

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

Sharon took us back up to Melanie, where we all headed out to dejeuner. I was looking forward to Fred's Italian restaurant. On the drive down to Fred, I asked Sharon about a couple of things. First, are we prepared to beam these file box seat to their corresponding building. instant, which Mercedes did she really want.

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

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

"Um, if I'm allowed, I would like the Mercedes E course. I've never owned such a sumptuous car in my entire life. I've always had the old authentic car that was held together with epithelial duct tape measure and Elmer's glue."She said in a dangerous manner.

Dakota was already texting Fred. Mom was peering over her shoulder grin.

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

When the elevator stopped at the bottom story, 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 Lord's Day aurora to join you and your phratry for breakfast. Well, my married woman wants me to extend an crack to you to link up us for dinner one evening,"he says to me.

"That would be wonderful. Probably in the next couple of hebdomad, I'll be having a shindig at my home, consortium, BBQ, medicine good deal of fun, very sept friendly. We would love it if you and your entire kinsfolk would join us. Here's my card, let me put my home address on the rear along with my personal cell headphone number. Call me !"I hired hand him my business card.

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

"What's the estimable word Fred ?"I ask.

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

"What does that imply ?"I ask.

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

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

The drive to the eating place didn't take that long. Sharon asked why we weren't going to our own restaurant brand name. I explained that this restaurant that Fred introduced us to was delightful. She shrugged and just accepted my reasoning.

On the way there I reminded Dakota about the firearm training tomorrow at the law side arm orbit. Both Sharon and Mom asked if they could join as well. I told them,"The more the merrier,"smiling the whole way.

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

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

He pulled the car up to the front man door, scurried around and opened the room access for the four of us to exit. He then pulled the limo to the far end of the parking lot to try and not exact up any prime parking spaces.

As he walked towards the eating house, I could see the bulge that his shoulder holstered firearm made in his jacket.

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

Mom commented about how luscious the hale spot smelled.

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

The possessor sat us at a nice table that held 6. The gregarious owner kissed on the cheek each of the gentlewoman, with a bit of a vamper to Mom.

"The usual,"Fred said.

The owner brought over 5 wine looking glass and a big bottle of Chianti. He began to pour for everyone, but I politely declined asking for meth of juice. He offered me grape juice, orangeness juice and apple juice. 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-coloured induced haze,"I answered.

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

"No one is making anyone potable. If anyone doesn't want to or feels they would rather take something else, then that's up to them to speak up,"I reply.

Mom shrugs her shoulder joint and begins chatting with Sharon.

As the server brings my apple succus, she also brings a big basket of garlic toast.

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

As we are all enjoying the garlic boodle, the plates of spaghetti with centre sauce make it. They also bring a large shaker of grated Parmesan-Romano cheese. Everyone takes turns shaking it onto their lunch. We are all laughing, eating, and enjoying lunch. No body of work, no drama, no stress.

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

"David, that's Billy beau ideal !"Mom says to me all excited.

Billy gets up and comes over to our table, pulling a president up next to me, but not actually at the table, just in the aisleway.

"Am I remembering right or was I in a drunken grogginess, did you tug me one night in a limousine ?"He asks rather loudly.

"Yes, I did. It was my first dark. I was learning to turn a drive around working with a company that I now own. I remember you were a client. Have you gotten one of our new clients only posting ?"I ask.

"Absolutely, Mate. That circuit card is wicked. I don't have to carry John Cash any long, plus I can use the batting order anywhere just like a Mastercard,"He says. I see Fred being very interested in the revelation about me learning to be a chauffeur.

"baton, will you delight join us for lunch ?"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 chair be added to accommodate. The server goes and collects the photographic plate bringing them and Daisy over to the table. Mom get-up-and-go me over to have way for Billy and his girlfriend. I just grin and scooch my chairperson over. Dakota is smiling now from ear to ear.

I ask Dakota if she had a placard for mike Booker, our record label guy. She reached into her book and produced one for me.

"Billy, here's my recording studio administrator's card. He's willing to declare oneself you 6 FREE 60 minutes of studio clock time,"I tell him as I am handing him Mike's card.

"SIX hr you say cuss ? Man, that's a whole lot of time. Are you certain you want an old bugger like me to ask up six hours of recording studio time ?"He says.

"Do you want the clock time or not ? We would love to own you come and work on new stuff,"I say. Mom is now watching and listening to the work conversation. She asks for a dyad of vino glasses for Billy and Daisy. When the host returns with them, she has the server put some Chianti into the spectacles. Mom takes them and gives them to nightstick and Daisy, who graciously accept them.

Listening to Mom and billystick chat, I look around the room. Virtually everyone in the restaurant is watching and listening to their conversation. Billy regales us with tale of being on the road and some of the ‘ really, really stupefied things that he used to do while on tour ’. masses were whispering and trying to guide subtly at Billy.

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

I feel a hand caressing my thigh underneath the table. It's Sharon. I look at her and grin giving her a wink.

As the maiden bottle of Chianti is emptied, Billy offers to buy us another one. Fred and I decline but the three ladies say yes.

We're all finished with our meal ; the owner comes by and thanks us for our patronage. He asks if he can take a pic of Billy, he obliges.

Fred pokes his notional sentry silently. I ask for our visor, our new friend Billy tries to pay for the meal, but I won't allow it. He's our guest and thus we pay for our guests. Dakota hands him my business poster, on the back she has written our name and address and Tell truncheon and Daisy that if they're in town this weekend, to halt by. He says he will check his schedule, but don't be surprised if they do hold back by.

I take a laborious look at Daisy, she's about Dakota's age with a slightly crowing frame and boobs. I'm guessing she's a big C or maybe a small D cup. As I pay for the meal, Mom practically leaps into billy club's chest asking Dakota to aim a picture show of him and her together. Just before the phone television camera flashing, Mom turns and plants a big osculation on he-goat's lips. The flashbulb goes off at exactly the right import. Mom squeals with delight.

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

As we are walking through the eating place, Fred ends up future to me asking,"You were a chauffeur ?"

"Yep, that's how Jill and I met. She was my flight simulator. At the prison term she was the most requested chauffeur in the company,"I say about Jill.

Fred offers to go get the limo and convey it to the strawman, I tell him that the pass will do all of us good, including our three gentlewoman who drank most of two bottles of Chianti. Fred and I just laughed about that one.

"Sharon, call the part, tell them I'm snatch you and you won't be back until tomorrow,"I say to her.

She gladly calls piece of work telling them just what I instructed her.

"All done foreman, time to go home and trifle ?"she asks with a twinkle in her eyes.

"Absolutely !"

"Fred, to the office let me get my laptop computer and then we're drift dwelling house,"I tell him.

He complies without hesitation.

Melanie and Dakota are sitting next to each other chatting away about their favorite Billy beau ideal songs. Mom loves ‘ Rebel Yell'while Dakota likes ‘ White marriage ’. I pipe in with ‘ Mony, Mony ’. Sharon, on the other mitt, lays her head in my lap, stroking my cock through my trousers. Dakota giggles.

Fred announces we are at the mortarboard as he pulls the limo up to the front door. I get out and hurry into the lift. The ride is slow as people get on and get off stopping at several floors. When I arrive at the top floor, I step off the elevator to see our friend the locksmith. I go over to him, cover what I want to happen. He says it will choose at least a workweek, maybe a bit longer if he gets lots of pinch calls as he just was approved for AAA Service. I told him, no rush, work at your own tread don't compromise your early clients. He thanks me for the patronage and goes back to his work.

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

Thankfully, the ride down was much flying than going up as we only had to break once to pick people up, but they were heading to the bottom base as well.

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

Sharon wasted no clock time in unzipping my pants and fishing for my cock. She wrapped her lips around the bulbous head and began sucking me, licking me, and trying to swallow my full manhood. This made Dakota chuckle. Watching us, Mom began playing with herself. Dakota slid over adjacent to her and began playing with Mom allowing her to just sit back and become a voyeur to Sharon and me.

As I was enjoying Sharon's oral expertise, I see Dakota move down in front of Mom, pulling her pants and panties down and snake her knife into Mom's wet kitty-cat. Mom lets out a big groan, gently grasping Dakota's header pulling it into her deeper. Dakota inserts two finger's breadth 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 hour from the house. The ma'am all began to reevaluate themselves. Sharon, a bit disappointed, stuffed my prick back into my trouser and zipped me up.

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

CHAPTER 4

I waited by the front 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 hand and leads me to my sleeping accommodation. Mom takes Fred's hand and leads him to her bedroom. Dakota follows Sharon and me.

Inside my sleeping room, Sharon is unclothe quickly. She unbuckles my belt, unzips my gasp, and pushes my underdrawers 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 couple of seconds to get naked as well. She knows that I always love having her join in with me and whomever else I'm playing with.

Sharon pushes my au naturel trunk onto one of the play seam. Dakota gets in on the other side of me. Sharon begins to lick and suck my manhood into her mouth in a ravenous manner. Dakota pushes me back and puts her sugariness wet pussy over my waiting natural language. Dakota was riding my typeface, and Sharon was using her oral skills on my laborious shaft. I could find out her gag a bit as she tried to take back my integral rooster, 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 sweet Dakota's pussy juice tastes. I thrust my tongue into her harder and deeper. I tilt my head a bit to get down nibbling on her clitoris. This makes her yelp just a bit since I didn't render her any warning.

The viva voce activities stopped. It only stopped for a couple of moments as I felt a warm, tight puss impale on my hard-wet cock. The whole bed is rocking as Sharon is moving her pelvis back and forth and Dakota was matching the hip drift.

Dakota came first. She stayed completely mute, yet I felt her knees clamp hard on my head as a huge coming rolled through her. Her puss expelled a large total of womanhood succus, which I lapped up with ebullience 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 worldly concern, GAWD damn THIS flavour SO GREAT. I'M CUUUUUUMMMMMIIIIIINNNNNNGGGGGGG,"she says as her body shakes with an orgasmic spasm.

I feel her wetness plash my hammer and balls.

Sharon collapses on my chest. Dakota gets off my face as her signified return to her and her ventilation returns to rule. Dakota kisses me declaring her erotic love for me yet again. She gets off the bed and take the air a bit wobbly-legged towards the lavatory. I hear the shower Menachem Begin. In my headland, I was thinking how often fun it is to be with her in the shower.

It doesn't take very long before I hear Sharon lightly snoring as her school principal rests on my dresser. In the distance, I could see 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 play bed. I step into the john, but not in time as Dakota was done with her shower and almost completely dried off. I put my coat of arms around her from behind. I whispered in her ear,"dearie, I am so felicitous that you came into my life,"I say as romantically as possible to her.

She twists her organic structure around putting her weapons system around my neck opening and kisses me backbreaking and passionately.

"Daddy, it's me whose lucky. You have given me the one thing in animation that I've always wanted but never trusted anyone decent to allow happen. You've given me a babe. OUR infant,"she says looking me unbowed in the eyes before our back talk forgather yet again.

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

I kiss Jill.

"I see you laid waste to our new gal, Sharon. She's on the fun bed snoring. Jeeze David, it's fun to play 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 chamber ?"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 centre grew big and she begins to laugh.

"Really ? 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 rain shower and Dakota leaves the bathroom. In just a brace of second, Jill is raw and in the 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 buss her. She puts her arms around me. We just stand underneath the hot pee making out like a couple of adolescent. I'm not sure how long we stood there kissing, but it felt like quite a while.

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

When we were dry, Jill began brushing her hairsbreadth. 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 physique so Jill could sit with her back conclusion to me. I began brushing her hair. She began moaning and telling me how much she loves being petted. Little thing such as brushing her hair she truly enjoys. I lean forward and kiss the back of her neck. I keep kissing the back of her cervix.

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

I turn her around and begin kissing her lips just like we were doing in the shower. We just kept kissing and stroking each former. It might have got been one of the most titillating thing we have done in quite a while. She pulls me on top of her and our bodies merge as one. I thrust gently. She wiggles her trunk underneath me. I push deep into her. She responds by thrusting back on my manhood. She digs her heels into the mattress and raising her rose hip to meet my jabbing. We push ourselves towards a reciprocal peak. When it arrives, we orgasm virtually simultaneously. Something in my head William Tell me that we have achieved our finish. A sister ! I don't know how to explain it, but I know just as trusted as I know that Jill loves me.

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

At some decimal point during our love-making, Sharon woke up and went to the bathroom to shower. She put one of the large gown 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 trend, facts would have to be checked to make certain we achieved what we set out to accomplish, but in my kernel and in my head, I knew it was delegation accomplished. I wanted to jump out of bed, run through out the Asaph Hall yelling"we made a babe !"But I thought effective 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 bladder was my captain, now. I head into the lavatory and do my stage business. After washing my hands and brushing my teeth I head out and put on another span of basketball drawers and a white tee shirt.

Quietly, I head out of the bedroom, looking over my shoulder at my beautiful catch some Z's wife. I close the door once I was in the hallway. I hear a door out-of-doors behind me. I turn to see Fred just leaving Mom's room. prissy ! I think to myself.

I walk to the kitchen. Something smells Delicious. Amy tells me that she is making a very large pot of beef stroganoff. She tells me that she uses ground chuck instead of cub beef. It makes the stunner go farther, which with toilet living with us we certainly need. I take a spoon and fill it. I blow on it then take the bite, it was pleasant-tasting. I started to occupy another bite but was playfully chastised by Amy not to double-dip. I rolled my eyes telling her that if I can suck the woman juice out of her, I think I can give birth another spoonful. She laughs and hands me another clean house spoon.

I head over to the front door and pick up my laptop. I plug in and log into my work email once again. Lots of emails, 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 form of a melancholy look on her face.

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

"Her Mom really needs her now that her founder has passed on. Tina just wants to maltreat out on her own, turn her own woman. 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 untimely. I know how you feel. I miss her too. Did you call in 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 to the lowest degree we know she made the trip-up safely,"I say to her in a serious manner.

I put my implements of war around her and just give her a gracious 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 hand Fred a sporty spoonful. He fills the spoonful, blows on it to cool off it off a bit then put the whole spoonful in his mouth. He moans in approval and stands there looking at the pot silently debating about also double-dipping. Amy hands him another plum spoon and mockingly says,"Men."

I chuckle to myself.

Fred asks after his back mouthful of intellectual nourishment if he could just sit and blab with me a bit.

"Take a rear Fred,"I tell him.

"Um, sir how is it you ended up becoming a chauffeur, meeting Jill, marrying her and more importantly ended up owning that car Robert William Service troupe ?"Fred asked.

"Well, it started with me applying for a component meter job to supplement my earnings as a eating house manager after my divorce. I came across an ad that said, ‘ driver needed ’. When I called, that's how I met Tina, she was the coach'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 wide time. They offered me much more than I made at the eatery. I quit my restaurant job and rolled the dice taking the chauffeur job. My initiatory night on the road, I was paired with Jill. She was so unbelievably gorgeous, I fell in beloved with her the import we met. However, I was dating Tina which at first base caused some friction. It was by sheer circumstances that I met Bob and Melanie Jaxson. Their rule number one wood was in a atrocious car stroke earlier that evening and the car starter begged Jill to go pick the Jaxson's up. Jill let me handle them, but she would view me carefully and ill-use in if I get in over my point 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 intellectual nourishment to low to let the look marry and took a seat at the table.

"That's when David and Jill showed their true color,"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 keep with the story.

"Jacques Louis David came to the bottom of the stairs of our plane. He took our luggage and put it in the torso, he held the room access surface for us and got into the front. He already knew the hotel we were scheduled to stay at. I had a concern and complained to Jill that I must search horrible because I was so spew from the concentrated flight through lots of bad weather,"Melanie tells all of us.

She continues on saying,"Jill offered to block at Walgreen's to get me whatever I wanted, which at that bit was to just get to the hotel and take a long soak in a hot bath. 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 directness and his display of respect towards us. He even told us that our slip was dislodge that night since it was with the wrong car and not our usual driver. Bob was absolutely impressed and offered 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 customer. I met Donna through Jill, she was the Night manager at the McCall."I said.

"Oh yeah, I know that post, real nice. They just redid the whole place a few years 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 chronicle,"I worked a couple 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 Humvee limo. We had a wonderful clip. After we ended the playing period, we went our tell agency. I just get rest home and my telephone was ringing silly. It was Jill. She was in a bad stroke on the way home. She called our boss. She called Tina. Finally, out of desperation she called me. I got in my poor fish car and swarm like a bat out of hell to get to her. It took me just 11 minutes to go from my apartment to city hospital. I ran every yellow brightness and maybe a red Inner Light or two. When I got the infirmary, I raced in finding the exam way where she was. When I stepped into the examination elbow room, I saw just how beautiful and how fragile she was. That's the precise bit 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 starvation,"I say before going on further.

"You all respectable get a plateful before John Lackland gets home from work,"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 sum of money onto a plate and hands it to me along with a shabu of ice-cold Milk River. Fred stands up and makes a plate for Melanie, then himself. Amy puts some on a little plate.

"WOW, this is Delicious Amy. Thank you for making this,"I tell her. She smiles her beautiful smile and pulls her cute consistency up onto the parry holding her plate and eating.

Dakota and Jill finally get to 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 spine of my headland causing everyone to giggle.

"Um, where was I ?"I ask filling my brass replete of delicious stroganoff.

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

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

"tube down you,"Mom says to Jill.

I giggle, this is the showtime time I've seen Mom act like a normal mortal just enjoying life. I know it's been such a suddenly time, but maybe allowing yourself to go back to enjoying life helps heal whatever garlic you.

"Go on David,"Mom directs.

"wellspring, there's not much to say. Jill was all silly with me, hopped up one all the painfulness meds that they gave her. I'm not certain she even remembers much about that Night. It was the very first prison term she told me she loved me, of track 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 account,"Jill was in the infirmary a duad 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 phone,"I say to everyone.

"That kick !"Amy says.

"No, no. It was our party 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 couple of minutes, I made a couple of quick phone calls and drove my car around and picked Jill up at the front threshold. 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 do one stop before taking me menage. When I saw him pulling the car into a jewelry 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 poor fish. That buying her a spell of jewelry wouldn't fix affair. You called me damn near every mean mean thing you could suppose of,"I say to her.

"So, what happened then ?"Mom asks.

"David takes me into the jewellery memory and has me look at engagement/wedding circle telling me to pick out one that I liked. I kept at him telling him that proposing to her wouldn't get her rachis, but David persisted ignoring my fussing. I pick out a truly beautiful set. He buys the set and asks that the engagement ring be put in a break up box. The salesman does just that and goes to script the box to David, who like a klutz drops the box. He bends down on one knee to beak it up and opens the box and just stays there on one knee not saying a word. Just holding the box spread out. I was speechless. Here this solid metre I thought he was going to project to Tina and in fact he proposed to me."Jill said. I watched as both Amy and Mom's centre were tearing up. Fred just smirked and nodded his read/write head in a manner that gave me his approval.

Dakota piped in,"WOW, I never knew all of that. What a great honey taradiddle. No curiosity why all of us ladies love you,"say it in such a sincere manner.

"OK, everyone, we now all know the Jill and David chronicle. Take it leisurely tonight, we have the firearm training tomorrow morning. Dakota, I'm going to put you in charge of reminding everyone and making a list so I can let the instructor know how many will be attending. Please be sure enough to foretell Donna, Jennifer and Paula. I want to admit them as well. I know that John and I think Diane want to go. Sharon said she wants to go. Of track, I want Fred there. Do what you usually do and get a head count and order adequate cars for us all. Fred's car is in the courtyard."I direct Dakota to take care of for me.

"Sir, I probably should get the car back to the position so it can be prepped for another client,"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'routine. You're the only 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 family. Our family,"looking at Melanie.

Fred puts his deal on her leg causing Melanie to lean her chief on his berm. I really couldn't explain it but she seemed to be at pacification with what we had said to her.

"David has anyone told you that you need a real number formal dining elbow room ? All of us in this kitchen is decent, but in this monster of a sign of the zodiac, you need some top end furniture. If I could have some assistance, I would love to assist supply your home,"Mom says to me.

"Mom, I would be honored if you were will to serve beautify this lieu. We've been distracted since we acquired the Chateau,"I tell her.

Jill asks,"Mom, whom would you like to serve you patronize for furniture ?"

Clearly Dakota wants no parting of this as she keeps her school principal down and looking at her food.

"Can I borrow John's girl ? She strikes me as the shopping type,"Mom asks.

"Absolutely !"

Dakota was happy. She wasn't put in that uneasy home of having to serve two masters.

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

Dakota hops off the counter and heads towards her sleeping accommodation to get her assistant's book and clear some phone calls.

Not surprising at all, John makes a orchestrate communication channel for the stroganoff.

"Hey, make your girl 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 contribute me a gall-darn minute of arc,"John playfully barks back.

CHAPTER 5

Gospel According to John does indeed form 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 astonishment was seen by all the ladies.

"Excuse me John the Divine, I want to steal your lady friend away for a bit. I need help picking out furniture for this house. David said it would be OK,"Mom says to John.

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

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

Diane smiles. She's very felicitous she gets to stop worrying about Nikki and go shopping with Melanie.

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

"Melanie, what meter do you want to leave tomorrow for shopping ?"Fred asks.

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

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

Melanie leans over and gives him a smooch. I see her mouth the Bible ‘ 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 Penny ?"I ask.

Amy speaks up,"She's over at the studio apartment. All three of the missy are there working. Allison said to recite you that she needs to put in meter working to pay the commencement instalment of her rent and her share of the stage business,"Amy explains. In my straits, I really didn't want to have to explain to Melanie about the studio or the three girls. Thankfully, she didn't ask.

"OH yeah, I'm supposed to state you that Mike booking agent called. He wanted to be intimate how you landed Billy paragon to come to the studio apartment. He said to tell you thank you,"Amy tells me.

"billy Idol ? No fucking way,"St. John said getting everyone to giggle.

There's the toilet we all know and love, using his front-runner word.

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

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

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

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

"foreman, this has been a great day. You fed us lunch, we met Billy Idol and his girlfriend, you fucked my mental capacity out and I only worked a one-half a day. Thank you,"Sharon says to me. She leans in and kisses me on the lips.

"Um, we have the small-arm direction tomorrow but after than we have an errand to run,"I tell her.

"Yes, Bos. Did I mention that you are a heavy boss ? I've had more fun with you in this short clock time than all the time I worked for the kraft paper people. They only believed in study, never any fun. Heck, they stopped having Christmas parties a couple of year ago because somebody was ‘ offended ’."Sharon said in a grave manner.

"Well, if I may reword Ozzy, you're on the ‘ Crazy Train'now."I tell her. She kisses me as Jill tugs at my hand to lead me to our sleeping room. Once inside, we close the threshold. 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 feeling of her soft pinnace backtalk on mine, her lingua grapple with mine, her tooth lightly biting on my bottom lip. All in a very sensuous manner. Pulling her in tight, she wraps her arms around me and rustling in my ear,"deary, I love you,"in such a heartfelt style I just pull her tightly to my soundbox. We slowly and erotically begin to remove each other's clothes. They stay where they fall off our bodies.

As we both end up raw, Jill takes my 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 roll through the bathroom. Jill and I embrace yet again. We begin to kiss once again like senior high school teenagers. In my head, there is no way I'm not making a babe with this gorgeous, wonderful, smart woman that I call my wife.

As the hot urine cascades over our bodies, the heat relaxes both of us. We stand entangled in each other kissing and caressing. My manhood is pointed towards the roof. I lean down and begin to puzzle out and suck on Jill's endowed chest of drawers. For whatever reason, my mind made the comparing to Belinda. She is clearly liberal and more endowed than Jill, but it's Jill that has my heart.

I feel Jill's handwriting kissing and stroking my cock. I pick her up by her shank and gently experience her wrapping her legs around my torso. She entangles her ankles behind my backrest. I hold her underneath her thigh allowing her womanhood to line up with my cock. Slowly I lower her down onto me. She must jiggle her ass just a bit to communication channel me up with her sexual love maw. Once we are positioned, I let gravity do the body of work as she slides down onto me.

We begin our tardily rhythmic making love making in the shower. I feel her Lady succus coating my peter 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 pierce all the while kissing her and her neck. She continues to moan in all over acceptance of my drive to piddle making 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 adorable Jill. She responded by splashing my prick, balls, and thighs with her cleaning woman juice. We kept rocking back and Forth continuing to orgasm. former than saying ‘ I Love You'no other Scripture were spoken.

As we finished reaching our simultaneous peak, we pulled each other underneath the still hot water, rinsing the sex off us. After we felt we were neat, Jill turned off the exhibitor and we stepped out together. We took our time drying each former off, slowly, gently, and erotically. Once we were dry, we walked hand in hand into our chamber, climbed into bed and entangled our bodies once again. We kissed for how long, I'm not sure but after quite a patch, we both began to feel our eyes get heavy and we drifted off to catch some Z's, together, sated and happy.

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

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