The Chauffeur ( # 28 ) grease-gun and Other Stuff

By PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

When I woke up on Tuesday morning, Jill was still all entangled in me. It took a duad of moment to unpick and not wake her. As I stepped into the shower, it dawned on me that neither the certificate guys nor the gate mass had made it here. I made a mental tone to phone both.

I knew that our rubber guy was now handling the curl modification at the war hawk. Need to have Sharon ask him to bar by at his restroom and terminate installing the safe that he left in one of the bedrooms.

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

Roger had set us up with someone that he knew and trusted in teaching small-arm safety and usage. I suspected that both CG son, Fred and maybe John have experience with a piece. I haven't heard anything from any of the ladies about premature firearm training. I smelled nutrient being cooked, bacon and maybe some sausages, ball, and goner.

There was a knock 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 aurora escapade. They both kissed me, but their abstract thought for knocking was to ask about if the instructor would be bringing enough weapons for all of us who are attending. I assured them he would have enough for all of us. They smiled, kissed me and left. I looked at our clock and woke Jill. She needed to get into the shower and get ready for our adventure.

I got her up and going. I headed down the dorm to our elemental kitchen. To my surprise, I found both Sammy and Bobby cooking breakfast for everyone. John the Divine and Diane were already eating, of course, with john, that was an tremendous amount of food he was consuming.

"good first light everyone,"I said smiling.

I got tons of groans, a brace of good mornings back, and a twosome of completely still because coffee had not taken effect yet.

I went around kissing all the lady, warning Gospel According to John that I was NOT going to kiss him, which drew a big joke from everyone.

Amy told me that the security guys had already called and would be here shortly. The gate people said that since we had changed the name from The Commune to the Chateau it would take a bit more fourth dimension to fix the name over the logic gate. The secure guy said he would take care of the condom's soon, as he was working diligently on the whorl of the Hawk.

I pointed out to Amy that we needed a blank space for her to accept the security system to be set up, easily accessible to her, and being recorded on a swarm server. She said she already had a location set up just off the primary kitchen with a secondary fix in the big kitchen. I was glad she had a plan in mind.

Since I had already gotten dressed in my dress underdrawers and a Cuban vogue shirt, I headed outside to the pool nursing home. I noticed the lights on in the pool home that was now a pornography studio. I knocked. Allison answered. I heard moaning and groaning in the background. I saw both Gemini the Twins on their knees in front of guys that I recognized from the porn industry. I didn't see Belinda though. When I asked about her, Allison took my handwriting and led me to a rear bedroom, where she was the centrepiece of a 12-man band dork. She whispered in my ear, how aroused she was wearing her arrest in the sign of the zodiac the former day and is looking forward to doing the Saami thing again.

I asked her how using the studio was going, she said that she has had a tremendous response and now has a small waiting leaning, that included a mates of guys that specialize in the BDSM life-style. I reminded her about that guy and his caper slapping her around, which was not going to be allowed as she was now MY submissive. She readily agreed, noting that she was only directing the BDSM shoot and would not be division of anything without my personal permission, which I was not going to sacrifice her.

I did tilt into her and whispered to her that she is my ducky submissive. This made her grin. She offered her serve 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 pornography studio. As I walked back across to the home, I see privy peering out the glass room access at me with a big cheesy grin on his face.

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

This morning the house was buzzing. I wasn't indisputable what got everyone moving around so early, but with Bobby and Sammy cooking, the house smelled delicious. I took a scale full of bollock, sausage, sirup, and pledge. The guys also set out a deoxyephedrine of pineapple succus and Milk for me. I sat at the kitchen board thinking about what Mom had said about needing a formal dining room mesa. She was right. I texted her that I had seen a pecan table somewhere and thought it to be a beautiful table, but that our table needs to be able-bodied to sit at least 20 people.

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

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

I heard a splashing and looked out to see the two similitude naked in the pond. This drew a chuckle from the interior group. I sent King John out there to check on them, which he did gladly. They reached up and under the guise of him helping them out of the pool, they pulled him into the consortium fully clothed. Those of us who were watching laughed out tacky. privy was glad being in the syndicate with two naked Twin. I looked around but didn't see Diane anywhere.

Both twins took to kissing John. They pushed their naked eubstance against him and began removing his wearing apparel. The first affair he removed was his pocketbook. He now needed to dry it as soon as possible. Thankfully, he did not have his electric cell phone in his trouser air hole when he hit the water.

Corey dove under the water only to issue with John the Divine's trouser and boxer short pants. John looked over at the house and just smiled. None of us cared if he has some pool sex with the Gemini the Twins, in fact, I think a couple of the Guy, like Marcus, envied privy. I leaned over to Marcus and told him to go join John, I 'm sure they would love to take you as an accession. Marcus wasted no meter in getting up, shedding his clothes and went running out into the pool. I saw Carol swim 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 strawman sleeping room behind the aliveness room. I got up and headed there, with Amy following close behind. I opened the door to see about 50 FedEx boxes of various size. I didn't even know where to begin. I told Amy that I wanted the Gemini and Marcus to address the Same sorting job here that they did at the Hawk.

As I went to turn 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 animation room. She shed her wearing apparel quickly and began shedding mine. As we both got naked, she sat me down on the sofa 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 sassing allowing each other's glossa to recruit our lip. I felt her Begin to orgasm on me, her body stiffening up as she expelled wetness onto my lap. I thrust into her as deeply as I could get.

I felt that terrific twinge as I began to snap rope after rophy 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 unhurt body shook with an orgasmic spate. We declared our screw for each other as I shot another turn of sperm into her. She wrapped her lithe legs around me pulling me deep into her as I shot again and again. Her eyes glazed over, and I felt her torso spasm underneath me yet again.

As we were uncoupling, my footling 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 hand rubbing my cum covered shaft. Her light slash 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 rock back and Forth River. We continued rocking back and Forth River for quite a foresighted meter. She began kissing me, licking my neck, and playing with my ear. All of that felt fantastic. I thrust into her, shooting R-2 after rope into her. She moaned in aggregate acceptance, declaring her love for me yet again.

Amy didn't leave us, she sat on the end of the frame watching us and fingering her own cum filled pussy. She was making a pot 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 scavenge. She moaned as she cleaned her own fingers. As my cock finally began to deflate, Amy took one lowest poke of my hammer taking tending to clean the cum from Dakota off my manhood. Dakota just smiled seeing Amy being submissive to me yet again.

CHAPTER 2

As the time for us to exit 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 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 direct to the shooting iron range.

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

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

Marcus was left behind with instructions about the security company along with instructions that the gate people may evince up as well as the locksmith putting the remaining safes into respective rooms around the house. He accepted the responsibility.

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

Sharon told us about growing up in a house where her Dad went hunting when the season came around. However, it was all a ruse to have a girlfriend on the side. Her Mom figured it out when he came home after a workweek of being gone ‘ hunting'but he had the exact same clothes on that he left in. She rummaged through his luggage only to come up a cute lacy bra, certainly not one of her female parent ’. They divorced after that hunting season. He married his ‘ girlfriend'about 6 months later.

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

Dakota had to be cajoled to talk about accelerator. She said she grew up in a tough neighborhood, lots of work party, lots of unsavory people many if not near had a gun. She said in high gear school one of her protagonist was brutalized at gunpoint. She was so shaken up that she ended up committing suicide. She told us that she is very apprehensive about this training. Jill put her arm around Dakota and said something in her ear that I couldn't hear.

Then the incumbrance was on me. I told them about the Saturday break of day class that I took my son to when he was about 8. This really pissed off his mother, but I was intent on taking the ‘ fun'out of handling a firearm. We sat and listened to an instructor teach the Thomas Kid about the deviation between a revolver and a semi-automatic pistol. He showed the Thomas Kyd how to be able to look at a weapon and do it if there is a safety or not, how to debase and offload a side arm, as well as how to clean house a artillery properly. I explained that at his age all his ally were enamored with torpedo. He told me several years later as he became a teenager that his dependable supporter Billy nearly shot the family dog. He had found his Dad's .45 under his pillow and ran around the inside of the house when it went off. The dog ran and hid underneath a bed. He remembers how Billy just dropped the gun on the floor and went running to his bedroom knowing that he was getting a drubbing when Dad got home. As I told this taradiddle, we arrived at the range.

When Fred parked the car, he turned around and said that he wished more parents took the responsible for 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 various limo. The instructor introduced himself and his supporter since Dakota had warned him about how prominent our grouping would be.

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

As we all took a backside, I noticed that Dakota was seated right next to Jill. Fred, both CG boys already had firearms and carry Trachinotus falcatus. The instructor had us fill out the carry permit contour if we wished to be cleared to defy and care a firearm.

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

Before we were even allowed to cover a firearm, we had to return a short-circuit quiz about handling a gun that the teacher had put together. It was a prompt quiz, but it took everyone off guard a bit. Surprisingly John and Dakota both finished ahead of everyone else. Jill and I were consequence behind. The instructor told us as we were working on the quiz that as you finish you then get to cull a gun to learn with.

John chose a Ian Douglas Smith & Wesson .357 Dakota took hold of a small Julia Evelina Smith 9mm that fit her hand.

Jill took hold of a Glock 9mm. I picked up a declamatory version of Dakota's Ian Smith 9mm, this one had a longer blood line that fit my hand better.

Mom, well she was quite comical, 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 pick out a gun to her size but not with such great power to sweep over her. He gave her a Charter sleeve 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 individual else to pick out their gun. Of course, John wanted to show off, but the CG boy 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 next to John explaining that although a .357 is a dandy gun, it's better suited for the motion-picture show and not in tangible life. He selected a Smith & Wesson 9mm which whoremaster took reluctantly and gave up the large revolver.

In my top dog, I again see the matureness level of John growing. Not all that long ago, he would ingest argued about what gun he wanted, but here he listened to reason and made the switching. Maybe I need to include him in a real oeuvre school term with me.

Now it was time to head out to the range, but before we did the instructor gave us each a pair of safety spectacles. He also did not generate us ammo until we got to the image, he said he would then give us five rounds each. Paula made us snicker again asking what a turn was. The instructor explained that around was another word for bullet. Paula shrugged her shoulders and Jill patted her on the back.

The instructor divided the group down the middle of the class. One half of the class went with the primary coil instructor, the other half went with the help. We all got up and followed our several teacher with him putting each of us at separate stalls in which to blast from.

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

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

In my head, it thought this to be a rather comfortable task, boy was I incorrect. I guess I should be felicitous that we were all shot in the Sami direction at least. It was clear who had handgun grooming and who did n't. I was n't bad, all my rounds at least hit the target paper. However, short Paula and Jennifer had no beat hit the target paper. They were both ready to fall in up almost immediately. The elemental instructor moved Jennifer and Paula closer to the CG boys, that way each one of them could chip in them gentle suggestions about being more successful.

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

Next, to me, I heard five shots all grouped together. I turned and saw Jill coaching Dakota. Jill, the CG guys, Fred, and Sammy and Bobby all had put their circle inside the black, but the CG guys and Fred all hit center heap. The instructor offered to deepen the target paper from a target to one of a ‘ bad guy ’, Dakota readily accepted the offer.

It was as if a light switch turned on with Dakota. She put her next five all in the face of the bad guy……all five ! She smiled at her results, Jill laughed even the teacher made mention that sometimes you just take something more than a paper target to make affair click.

The lowly instructor went along the shooting line oblation to commute from aim to the bad guy target area, whoremonger wanted to try. He did ok, all five of his stroke hit the guy, but there was no group. Bobby stepped over to bathroom and suggested that he hold the gun with one hand and the other hand act as a al-Qaida underneath the gun farm animal to retain the backlash to a minimum. When toilet tried the suggestion, he got four out of the five together with the fifth one not part of the group but directly between the eyes. toilet was ready to be done after seeing that. We all laughed at our new ‘ gunslinger ’. What surprised me the most was the care Jill was showing Dakota on how to properly utilize her weapon.

Dakota would take on her five shots, Jill would ease up her advice, and then Dakota would terminate five more than. Clearly, Dakota was determined to subdue this and kept at it until her shooting became much better.

I asked the teacher if we could get all our armed forces people lined up next to each other and have ourselves a minuscule shoot off. He shrugged his shoulder joint and asked the chemical group if they would be willing, which they all agreed. In my straits, I thought that one of the CG boy would rise to the top. However, it was a surprisal to me that although the CG boy were dramatic, Fred and Jill took top honors. Fred put all five of his again inwardness muckle on the regular aim. Jill used the bad-guy butt and put all five squarely in the chest. The CG boys all had center mass pellet, but each one had one single guessing that drifted and touched the line, whereas Fred did not.

Dakota just kept practicing repeatedly, focusing on her mastering this skill. Jill was clearly a majuscule help to her giving her advice and steering on bettering her technique.

The other ladies all enjoyed the event, but they didn't believe that they would ever need this skill. However, Sharon also kept at the shooting trying to get the hang the acquirement as well. She was quite the spitfire, not willing to quit. Mom, well she really didn't flavour easy using the gun, but she did anyway. She kept trying until all five of her shots hit the target at least.

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

Once the training class was over, I felt it was time for another keen luncheon at Fred's favored Italian eating house. Mom was excited to pick up we would be going back there. In her judgement our 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 cars, I pulled Fred aside and spoke to him. He assured me that he would claim care of what I was asking.

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

Everyone seemed all hyped up as if adrenaline was pumped into everyone. There was lots of yack heading to the eating house. 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 home instead of eating luncheon with everyone ? I'm feeling a bit sick and the thought of garlic dinero is making my tummy do flip flops,"Dakota said to me.

"Sir, I'd be happy to ask Miss Dakota back to the family,"Fred offered.

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

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

I got out and everyone else got out of their limo. The CG boys were quite felicitous as they had never ridden in a limousine before today. Yet, the bombilation was still about the gun year and the shot. Everyone congratulated Jill on kicking the hell out of the others, but Jill being Jill politely told everyone that they all ‘ let'her win. In my header, I wasn't sure if they did or not. I knew one of the CG son was a sniper but shooting a 50 caliber from a moving helicopter is far different than shooting a side arm.

Fred left with Dakota. Jill knew by my face that I was worried about her. The lowest two meter we had maternity issues, there was Sir Thomas More to it than just being nauseated. I decided to call Dr. Ronda.

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

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

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

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

Jill's phone buzz.

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

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

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

"What was that all about ?"I ask.

"A expectant shareholder of Churchill down feather wants to buy all of our horse racecourse. He's put an investor group together and they would like to gather with us tomorrow morning at the hawk. They wanted to make indisputable they were not intruding on any funeral or family time with respect to Bob Jaxson."She says to me.

"wellspring, darling, you've told me that the tracks are great cash cows, their operating costs and liability policy have gone up exponentially. I was thinking about the financials you sent me and maybe selling one, two, or all of them would be a good idea. What do you think ?"I say to Jill as we go inside the restaurant.

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

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

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

The owner comes over to greet us. Before we even say anything, he has two bottleful of Chianti and three basket of garlic moolah being delivered to the table. He also has several glasses of water. Fred had mentioned that we would like H2O with the repast. The owner did inquire where Fred was. I told him he is running one of our political party home, as she wasn't feeling well.

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

I leaned over to Jill and asked,"Darling do you have a ship's company check with you ? I'll need one for after dejeuner,"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 clip to pay up,"I say avoiding the real answer with all the ears around listening.

It wasn't very long before plates wide of spaghetti and heart sauce started arriving at the table. It didn't even dawn on me until we were eating that Diane did not conjoin us.

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

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

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

"Didn't she order 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 line, 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 hunker down down next to John.

"Hey, where's Diane ?"

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

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

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

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

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

"OH Irish bull"she replies.

"dearie, why are you at work ? This was supposed to be an come out of the closet day for everyone,"I say to her.

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

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

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

"No, I just had a twain of sandwiches that I made before I left the house this morn plus, I have a small salad to stimulate in a bit,"she says back.

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

"wellspring, I keep forgetting,"she says.

"OK but know that we'll talking about fixing that tonight. I want you to have a brilliantly beautiful fry, even if toilet is the Father,"I say looking at John the Evangelist and laughing. She laughs as well, even John chuckles.

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

I walk back down to my derriere. I stop at Sharon and inclination in an ask her,"Will you move down by me please ?"

I hold my hand out and assist her up from the table. We walk down to my smear. One of the CG boys brings her chair. Jill scooches over and pulls my chair over as well making way for Sharon.

I put her home of nutrient down at the abandon spot, wait for the chair to be set in place and keep back Sharon's hand as she sits down.

Just as I sit down next to her, I see Fred walk in the restaurant. He gives me a straightaway 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 goodness. This has been a looney day. The gun orbit, the classes about how to palm a gun, dejeuner here, this is an awful workplace day,"She says with a big smiling on her face.

"commodity, we have an errand to run after lunch before we head back to the Chateau. Oh, by the way, Jill and I need to reserve the big group discussion way tomorrow. I don't be intimate how prospicient we'll need it but let me record book it for the entire day. Also, we need to bear coffee, water, juice ready for tomorrow. We have an investment chemical group meeting Jill and me tomorrow. Can you have that ready for us ? '' I ask of her.

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

We all sit and take our prison term enjoying the food and the friendship of everyone at the table. Fred tells me that Dakota got a call option in the car from Dr. Ronda and that she will hold back by tonight just to contain on Dakota.

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

I just laugh.

We spend about an hour before I see virtually everyone done. Jill and I exchange detail, I give her some immediate payment to pay for the meal and she gives me a fellowship check.

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

CHAPTER 3

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

"We're not,"

"But you said…."she says.

"Just entrust me,"I tell her.

We don't locomotion too far, about three stat mi before we pull into our terminus. A Mercedes dealership. Sharon's middle get big then tear up. I just grinning. The number one wood pulls the car up to the front door of the dealership. We get out and walk inside.

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

"Ma'am, we would like to mouth to your young salesperson,"I tell the receptionist.

She picks up the phone and dials someone up.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"fountainhead sir, we don't sell cars,"she replies.

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

"Those car sir are Mercedes Benz, the hunky-dory automobile on the planet,"she says with a big smile on her face.

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

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

"Look BJ, we already know the type of MERCEDES. We just need to nibble out color and selection and discipline to see if you have it in stock,"I tell her.

"Um, OK. Which one do you need ?"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 options,"BJ says.

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

"Oh WOW, I wish more chief bought cars for their citizenry,"BJ says.

"Um, did you just call them motorcar ?"I ask smiling.

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

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

'' Yes, sir. I would be well-chosen to help you. Do you consume a exemplar picked out and do you know what people of colour is available in the example ?"She asks.

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

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

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

'' Yes, madam. We have one of each. They are also available in bootleg, silver, and white,"she explains.

"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 bar at our security system desk express them your license and get the keys,"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 ribs with Sharon saying in my ear,"Bet you'd like a snap at her eh ?"chuckling as she says it.

"Would you expect anything less from your boss ?"I reply smiling the whole time.

BJ stops at the security department desk who takes our permit and runs them through a simple machine before he hands them back to her and gives her a set of Francis Scott Key as well.

We walk over to BJ and she takes us by golf go-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 child on Dec 25 morning.

BJ begins her stray about owning a Mercedes. 50 coat of paint, 15 pelage of clear lacquer, 5-star crash rating, hand-stitched leather seats, seating for five, rear view camera, blah, blah, blah. My optic roll listening to the prepared speech about the Mercedes.

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

She opens the doorway and Sharon gets in the driver's seat. I get in the hinder butt and BJ gets in the passenger side. Once we are all in and secured with the seat belts, she hands Sharon the key fob. Sharon starts the car. She is so activated that her paw are almost shaking.

Sharon listens intently to BJ explain thing about this model. I just sit back and listen. The mental testing drive takes more than an hour as BJ wanted Sharon to have 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 smiles. She knows I'm up to something.

"I bounced around from one retail job to another while finishing college. I began dating this guy, an older guy, who told me I would make gobs of money selling these railroad car. I've been working here 3 months now and have not sold even one car. I've gotten close twice, but they did not qualify for financing. I feel like I got hoodwinked, but I owe them for 12 weeks of a draw play with no sale,"she explains to Sharon and me.

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

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

"Then, order 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 business finance. I would really care to have an office job working habitue hour but feeling like I was accomplishing affair,"BJ tells me.

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

"Absolutely Boss !"She says back.

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

"Oh no sir, that one is more expensive. This one that we're in is $ 61,000 that downcast 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.

"fountainhead, Sharon is this your car, or do you need 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 spill to your sales event 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 department precaution. She walks us to this flyspeck government agency with a sleazy desk that has two crappy severe plastic president. She tells us she will be aright back with her sales manager.

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

"hi sir, I'm Tony Rolf, sales managing director. BJ tells me that you're looking to buy that courteous red E300. She's a knockout, isn't she ?"He says to me, but what I hear in my fountainhead is blah, blah, bombast. My head likened the phone to the teacher's spokesperson in the old Charlie Brown cartoons.

"Tony, I am concerned in that car. What is the adept OUT THE DOOR monetary value you can give me ?"I ask.

"Well, you're in luck, we have a slap-up mass on especial financing for all new customers,"he begins.

"Tony, Tony, stop right there. I asked for your salutary out the threshold price,"I tell him.

"Well sir, we haven't discussed…."

I cut him off mid-sentence."Mr. Rolf, do you need to make a sales agreement, or do you want to waste my time. I have piddling forbearance for meter wasting. I work for a living. If you can't differentiate me what I asked you for either get your boss or I'm going to your competition,"I tell him sternly. I see BJ's eyes get heavy. Apparently, she hasn't seen anyone put Mr. Rollo in his place.

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

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

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

Klaus extends his hired man and we shake.

"Mr. Klaus, we came in here to buy a Mercedes. No financing just to buy the darn car. Yet, your man here seems to want to emaciate my meter. I work for a living and would like to get back to doing what I do. So, I'll ask you the same question What is the well out the door Price on that red Mercedes that we just screen drove with this hardworking Lady BJ ?"I say in a tush voice, now getting a bit annoyed.

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

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

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

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

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

"Sir, we will have got all the paperwork done and the railroad car make in less than 90 minutes. Will that be sufficient ?"Klaus says to us. However, I see Sharon having a hard metre sitting still in her chair, the uncomfortable chair.

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

He leads us to another much more lavish office staff. I see the nameplate on the threshold that it belongs to Mr. Rollo.

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

"Oh no BJ, you get to stay in here with us. You're our sales soul you get to harvest the rewards of selling us not one but TWO cars,"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 department preps the two automobile and their back-office people prepare all the paperwork.

The three of us chat and laugh about tons of affair. Sharon goes on a sales tar to BJ about how unspoiled of a Bos I've been. She tells her about today's adventure, the gun range, the stratum on gun safety, the fabulous lunch, and now getting her a new car. I think to myself that BJ is truly a sweetheart. She is certainly more beautiful than the twin Corey and carol While she is no Jill, nor Dakota, nor even Amy for that matter she is quite beautiful, you can see it.

A conservatively dressed ma'am comes into the federal agency and sits down across the desk from us. She turns her paperwork around so we can see the two sales declaration as she goes over them line by argumentation. Once she is done, she asks for defrayal. I write out the arrest to the figure of the franchise and in the amount of $ 138,000, signing my epithet at the tail end. She looks at the stay 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 headphone photograph of us. I tell her only if our sales soul BJ is in the photo.

The three of us stand together, the ladies flanking me as the back-office lady walkover three pictures trying to make indisputable she gets a well one. I ask that a copy goes to BJ as her first sale. She assures me that one will.

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

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

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

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

"Ah, Mr. Rollo, I want to thank you. You made it comfortable for BJ to quit your firm. I'm taking her with us. If you think she still owes your firm money, feel gratuitous to beam me the bill. I'll have my forensic legal squad go over what you say she owes you billet by line of work. Should we find even one penny out of billet, I'll have no selection but to file ailment with the California bettor business federal agency, the CA section of byplay, AAA, and any other office I can think of. Please tell Mr. Klaus we thank him. adieu Mr. Rollo, '' I say to him as I get up and forget with BJ and Sharon.

As we walk to the room access, I hand BJ the keys to the blueing car.

"I want you to follow Sharon and me to my business firm,"I say to her.

BJ stops, turns around and runs over to a desk. She opens the underside draftsman and pulls out a purse. She walks back over to me, stopping at the security desk and handing over her keys and security tag to the guard and says cheerio to him.

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

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

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

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

"Did you just buy Sharon a Mercedes ? They called to assert that you had the self-confidence to signalize a tick for that amount,"Jill says to me.

"Well, Sharon has a new car. I'm very gladiolus that I fulfilled my hope to her when I hired her. Hey, I have an estimate about tomorrow, let me spill to you when we get home, oh, and I have another new person to join our group. I hired our car sales rep,"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 minute, you would also. I can't wait until you see the car that David bought for me,"Sharon says as she hands the phone back to me. It dawns on me that we'll need BJ to set up the blue tooth in both cars when we get to the house.

As we turn down the Robert William Service route to the theatre, I see in my visor mirror BJ's boldness. She is astounded at the homes. We pull into the courtyard of the Chateau. I see the gate guys have installed the gate, but it is still in the overt position. I also see the security guys van here. Although, I don't see the safe guy's vehicle.

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

Jill and Dakota come bouncing over to me. Both of my madam give me a big romantic kiss. I take Jill by the bridge player and have her exterior to the court. I ask her,"Jilly, what's your favored color ?"

"Blue"

"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 state her to take it for a spin. Both she and Dakota get in the car. They slowly circle around and then peel out of the courtyard heading down the Robert William Service route at some ungodly speeding, screaming all the way.

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

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

"I'm making barbecued Chicken to toss into freshly made alfredo and egg noodles. Sammy is making some finger food starter 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 dead and sit down at the table.

I have a delicate twain of work force cover my eyes, but by the perfume, I can tell that the bridge player belong to Amy.

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

"Yes, my dearest, Jill does choose tutelage of all the real bills. However, I'm guessing that our Guest is Dr. Ronda. She's referring to wanting to play with me, she hasn't had the chance in a while. Oh, Amy, this is BJ. I hired her away from the car franchise. She's going to be Sharon's assistant at the mortarboard, so please produce her feel welcome,"I say to Amy.

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

"Jacques Louis David,"I correct her.

"Or Daddy,"Amy interjects.

"OK, Saint David. Who are you ? I mean this home is cock-a-hoop than the shops that I go shopping in. And you seem to have got beautiful cleaning woman bouncing all around here. Are you, um, Hugh Hefner or someone like that ?"BJ asks me.

"No, Hugh Heffner changed the humankind. He made nude pictures of adult female into a global magazine. I 'm just trying to fix my company, Jaxson Inc."I say to her.

"BJ, in the trial drive you made mention that you dated an older man for a bit who convinced you to become a car salesman ? By luck, was the honest-to-god guy Mr. Rolf ?"I ask her.

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

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

"What do you stand for ?"she asks.

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

"Yeah, he's dating the other new gal. She's even jr. than me. She's just barely over 21 and me at 25 is now the old gal. We're the lonesome two gentlewoman that work for that dealership, all the other salespeople are men,"she tells me.

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

"Who's this David ?"Mom asks.

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

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

"No pet, I'm David's boss's widow. My hubby, Saint David's foreman just passed away and 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 counterpart Sammy, who is in the other kitchen, '' Mom tells BJ.

I see in BJ's eyes that she has interrogative, I get up kiss Mom and even osculate BJ on the top of her promontory and head back towards my sleeping accommodation to take a nimble shower.

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

"Amy, Darling, where is everyone ?"

"Well, John and Jennifer went downtown to get Diane from the office. The two CG guys are out of doors at the consortium 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 company as she had an consequence she had to correct. Donna went to the song 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 limousine back. I don't know where Marcus is, and Mark Newberg said he would be back after 530pm. And of course, I'm here available to you if you want me, anytime you want me,"Amy says with a sparkle in her eye.

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

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

"Sir, I'm not sure how well-to-do I feel. This is so phantasmagorical. You take me away from the dealership, you bring me to your household, you have all these beautiful women. What the heck do you see in me ?"BJ says.

"BJ you're a beautiful woman. Would I like to have physical liaison with you ? ABSOLUTELY ! But, only if you 're willing. Everyone who is part of my playgroup does this because they love sex and revel making someone else feel good. Everything is consensual and none of it has anything to do with their job. drama, don't looseness, it's all up to you. We have spate of good-looking guys and other than John and Diane and Jill and I everyone is one. John and Diane are engaged, but they play with everyone. Jill and I are hook up with, but we also play with everyone. If you would like to play, just find fault individual out and work, we're a very friendly clump. If you are bisexual person, virtually all our cleaning woman here are bisexual. If you know what a swinger is, that probably defines us the best,"I say to her.

"I don't know. I'm nervous. Sharon can't stop talking about you and your ability to delight a char. But I see this beautiful petite woman who just left this room, what 's her name, Amy ? How do I compete 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 preface him to you. He 's just a bit onetime than you but he 's a real lover. All the women just bang to take on with him. I think that he would be a great first guy to diddle with."I tell her.

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

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

I step forward. I put my limb around her and lean in and kiss her. She responds a bit More than I anticipated. Her sassing parts and her natural language snakes its way into my mouth. I feel my cock beginning to camp out out my dress pants. She feels it as well, reaching down and squeezing my nearly erect cock. I caress her back. I begin to unbutton her blouse. I let it drop to the floor. I reach around and unclasp her bra letting it also fall to the floor. She begins to unbutton my shirt letting it fall to the floor as well. Her hands begin to search my chest as she pulls my tee shirt over my head. I scoop her up in my weapon system, honeymoon trend and lay her on the gaming bed. I slide her mire off her. I see that she has these cute beige lace panties. I remove them. While I'm standing at the slope of the bed, I unbuckle my own pant letting them pass to the storey. I slide my underdrawers down as well. I hear a small gasp as she sees my backbreaking cock pointing to the ceiling.

I get into the bed, moving my face between her thighs and leaning in to cream her womanhood. She spreads her legs grasping my fuzz and pulling me into her. I begin to thrash and suck her tasty sex. I feel her getting wetter with each clout. I gently put two digit inside of her scraping on her G-spot. This makes her moan loudly as she splashes my hand and wrist. She is moaning loudly now, pulling her knees up towards her side giving me to a greater extent accession to her womanhood. I keep curling my fingers inside of her making her sexual climax more and more until the big one hit like a mac truck.

"OH GAWD David, THIS tone SO WONDERFUL, YOU ARE SO AMAZING, SHARON IS RIGHT, YOU ARE AN AWESOME devotee,"she says to me as a vast sexual climax rolls through her body.

Another orgasm rolls through her eubstance as I keep curling my fingers on her G-spot."OH DAVID, I'M CUMMING SO HARD….SO HARD….SO….HAA,"She doesn't finish the idiom as a third orgasm rolled through right on top of the second one. I let her gather her mother wit after the third coming. I pull her in last and just kiss her. She wraps her pegleg around me and pulls me in tightly.

"David, this is so much full than anything that I've experienced before. Thank you for taking me away from that horrible place. I guess at some tip I need to go home and prepare for tomorrow,"she says to me.

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

She pulls herself into me and kisses me passionately. She lays her school principal on my chest and just begins to encircle her fingers through my breast whisker. It doesn't take farseeing before I hear her lightly snoring as she has fallen asleep in my arms.

I hear Bobby and Sammy announce that dinner is fix. I gently get up from underneath BJ and headspring out, putting on my basketball shorts and a tee shirt. I leave my chamber door open. When I get to the living room, Dakota and Jill are just coming back in with huge smile on their faces. Clearly, they loved Jill 's new car. I got osculation from Dakota and a openhanded kiss from Jill. I whisper in Jill 's ear that we have a new penis of the playgroup in our play bed. Jill smile and says, `` Well, that did n't rent very long, '' giggling at me.

We all head down to the kitchen to get some intellectual nourishment. 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 whole time.

I made myself a big home plate of food. I thought about just how nice my life-time has become since I became a chauffeur. Tomorrow is another day and Jill and I must meet this investment group about the horse tracks. We all eat our dinner enjoying each former's company.

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