The Chauffeur………the consultation

BY : PABLO DIABLO

right of first publication 2018

CHAPTER 1

I never thought that at 40 I would be divorced. I have a great son, that I don't get often prison term to see. I have the common bills like mortgage, car defrayal, and now, child support. Somehow, it just doesn't seem fair that the free party in a divorcement gets raked over the coals by family court.

I have no dissent paying child support. However, in my land men almost always misplace.

To keep up my visor, I was forced to look for a region time job. I work 40-50 hours a week as a eating place managing director. Yet, that money was no longer enough to prevent my financial caput above water.

I called various friend inquiring if they knew any portion clock time Job that I could train on. Everyone said the same affair to me that ‘ times were sturdy ’.

I went online looking for part time work and ran across an ad for drivers needed. I waited until Monday to send for the figure listed inquiring about the billet. To my surprise, a delightful peeress answered the phone with a svelte southern drawl to her voice.

"Thank you for calling Happy, Happee limousine. This is Tina speech production. Do you need a limo for pickup or aerodrome service ?"Her vocalization just seemed to ‘ smile'over the phone.

I hesitated for a moment before answering,"Neither, I'm calling about a position that I saw your ship's company post online for a driver."

"Oh, that's handled by Sasha. Please hold while I connect you."Tina replied.

I waited for what seemed like an time of day but, nigh likely just 5 moment or so. Finally, a woman with a oceanic abyss Eastern European accent answered. My head quickly thought of the old cartoon"Boris and Natasha"as Sasha's voice sounded just like Natasha.

"Um, hi there, my name is David and I'm calling about the driver position that you have advertised online.

Sasha's reply was that the position was to drop off and find fault up people as directed by the dispatcher. In the slow times, the device driver is to either patrol the aerodrome arrival field or await outside one of the one-half dozen top end holiday resort hotels that they have declaration. The stead revolves carrying their clientele to whatever destination they requested for a categoric fee.

In my chief, it sounded like a comme il faut job. I asked what the working hours that would be required of me. Sasha told me that I needed to fit with her at the limousine office Tues about 8 pm. She also went on to recount me that I needed to wear my best dress courting, so she could form sure that I would be dressed allow if they were to provide me the position.

On Tuesday, I showed up at the reference she gave me about 15 bit early. I parked my Toyota Corolla, got out, checked my suit, and sprayed a mess nebuliser in my sass. The suit I wore has black slacks and a black garb suit coat. I wore my ducky Co blue long sleeved raiment shirt with a muted maroon tie with a matching maroon hankie. I made sure to polish my ignominious belt and disastrous wearing apparel shoes just to impress.

I was nervous to say the least. I had not been on a job consultation in respective years. My sum was pounding as I looked at the tall office edifice. I rang the buzzer on the front door and a rather large bald inkiness man answered. I introduced myself and he replied,"Oh you're the one here for the job. C'mon in. guide the elevator to the 8th floor and you will see the house for the limo party. Good Luck."

To me, the elevator ride seemed short, but then again, there was no one else using it. When I arrived at the ‘ Happy, Happee limo'door a hand-written sign taped to the door read"smash loudly"which I did.

A precious mid-20's slender Shirley Temple woman answered. She prospicient legs, small but pert boobs, and a beautiful grinning. I asked,"Sasha ? ”. She chuckled at me and said,"No, I'm Tina. You must be David. Come on in and follow me but, please be quiet as our phone girls are talking to customers."

I did as I was told and followed her silently. While we were walking through the expectant league surface area, there seemed to be wads of college aged women on the speech sound. Since my heart was pattering about a chiliad international nautical mile a minute I really didn't pay attention to the phone conversations.

Tina and I arrived at a beautiful set of two-baser threshold. I noticed that they seemed to be out of office for an office. They had the appearance of something from a church or rook. Big chummy sullen wood door with what appeared to be an old iron knob utter with a skeleton key hole.

I smiled to myself thinking that this berth is becoming more interest by the minute.

Tina knocked and walked right through the threshold. I followed and to my surprise there was a very tall statuesque charwoman with waist length straight blonde tomentum. She was dressed in a Shirley Temple leather girdle with matching black underdrawers and thigh high leather boots. The air in the ‘ government agency'had the distinctive perfume of cloves from some kind of incense burning in a corner of the room.

"Sasha, this is Jacques Louis David your 8 o'clock audience. Shall I wait, or would you care me to go back to the phones ?"Tina inquired.

"Stand by the doors. You will be needed in a few minutes."Sasha replied in a heavy accent.

CHAPTER 2

I'm sure that my face was covered with bewilderment. I stood silently with my hands starting to perspire.

Sasha began to speak,"Mr. David, you appear to follow guidance good. We expect our employees to be able to follow directions specifically. We also expect that whatever you see and hear in your limo remains a secret with anyone except me. Is that understood Mr. David ?"

"Yes Ma'am."I replied beginning to occupy about how drop-dead gorgeous Sasha and Tina appeared which got my shaft stirring.

"Ok, Mr. St. David, first. Please knock off your pants."Sasha directed.

"What ?"

"You get one more prospect Mr. David, DROP YOUR PANTS."Sasha demanded.

In my head, I thought if this was even legal to ask but needing the job I complied. I unbuckled my pant, undid the clasp, and unzipped letting my pants fall to the flooring around my ankles.

Sasha used her power finger to wave Tina to come over to her. Tina came over to her and stood silently.

"Tina, check out Mr. David. I want to make sure he ‘ measures up ’."Sasha said with a foul grin.

Tina walked over to me and inspected the bulge in my boxer briefs. Nervously, I just stood there.

She reached out her hired hand and caressed my now mostly vertical hammer. In doing that, she turned her pass and smiled a big smile back at Sasha. Then I felt soft delicate fingers inside of my waist striation and a forceful tug putting my Boxer on top of my gasp around my ankles.

Now, I was completely naked from the waist to my articulatio talocruralis with my fully rear cock pointed up towards the ceiling. Still, I remained tacit and still.

Tina grasped my hard manhood along the shaft with one hand and ‘ weighted'my balls with the other. I heard a low croaky moan barely noticeable.

"Mr. David, do you like sex ?"Sasha asked.

Trying to authorise my head enough to serve a logical judgment of conviction, I replied,"Sure, doesn't everyone ?"

"Mr. St. David, that was a yes or no question."Sasha snapped back.

"Yes Ma'am. I do love sex."

At this point, I was trying to strangle a moan since Tina was now stroking my cock and rubbing the pre-cum up and down the shaft.

My top dog was spinning ! Between Sasha's interesting appearing and Tina's clasp of my rigid cock, they really had my Einstein in overdrive.

Tina hang over at the waist and began to lick the head of my cock. She swirled her clapper around and around the thick royal foreland. She lifted my tool and licked the underside of it beginning at the al-Qaida. Her other hand kept gently squeezing and massaging my balls.

I was trying strong to remain still. Tina licked and sucked my prick like someone who obviously had done this, many sentence before. To my surprise, a low moan escaped my mouth.

"Mister David are you enjoying my Tina ?"Sasha inquired.

"Yes, absolutely !"

"Tina, would you delight Mr. David fucking you ?"

"Oh yes !"Tina squealed.

"goodness then, Mr. St. David, delight flex my Tina over my desk. Remove her shortstop and delight begin fucking her. We need to pee certain you can do the job."Sasha said with a big smile.

Tina stopped sucking my hammer. She stood up full-strength and walked over to an empty 1/3 of her desk and bent over putting her capitulum on the desk facing Sasha. As I started to follow her, I remembered my pants and Boxer were still around my ankles. I debated in my read/write head for a moment, should I pull them back up or sound off them off ? I chose pulling them back up but, only enough to be capable to walk over to Tina. When I reached her, I again dropped my pants and boxers.

"Mr. St. David, you are to hump my Tina with no condom. You understand ?"Sasha asked.

My head did not even question why Sasha made that financial statement. I was on intimate overdrive at that here and now. It has been respective hebdomad since I had sex. I grabbed my rock-hard manhood and put it at the entrance to her dearest kettle of fish. I began slowly pushing the psyche in gently. I whispered in her ear,"Are you ok ? I'll go slow."

"Mister David, this is NOT making love. It is sex. If you can not make her sexual climax in less than ten minutes, then your interview is over. DO YOU UNDERSTAND Mister Jacques Louis David"Sasha said with a loud drill sergeant like tone.

"Yes Ma'am !"I answered not wanting this to end.

Never in my wildest dreams had I ever even considered a ‘ job'interview such as this.

I put both of my hands-on Tina's coxa and lunge my cock into her. I used force but, not so much that I would hurt her. She felt ardent, wet and very tight.

Her pussy was grabbing my cock with some forcefulness. I could feel her fair sex as I penetrated her until my pelvis bone reached her ass. I began thrusting in and out with purpose. This ‘ interview'was NOT going to end on a piteous performance note.

Tina was moaning but, not with the saturation that I was anticipating. I began to get worried thinking about the clock that I was under. I kept thrusting harder and harder into her. I felt something hitting the head of my cock a couple of clock time before I realized that it was her cervix.

I just kept up the infuriated see-saw motion in and out of her pixilated wet womanhood hole.

I picked up the tempo and began to pound her with everything I had. Finally, I started getting the moans and cry that I was expecting. My cock was finally bathed in her wetness. I felt her eubstance tense up and she let out a loud screeching of pleasure.

I kept on fucking her bringing Forth another climax. This one obviously had her caput spinning and her gulping for air. I felt her charwoman juice splash against my groin as I continued to fuck her.

"Mr Jacques Louis David, you may check now. Have you orgasmed yet ?"Sasha inquired.

"No Ma'am."

"trade good, then you will come in over to me and finish up your fucking with me. You will fuck me as gruelling or harder than my Tina. Do you understand ? If you cum first this interview will be over. Do you understand ?"Sasha said with authority.

Once again, I answered,"Yes Ma'am ”.

I stood up with my pants and boxers still around my mortise joint. I decided that they needed to fall off and thus giving my shaft a moment to reset. I was worried that I would cum first and that would make me very foiled. So, my plan was to fuck Sasha as hard and as fast as I could possibly physically handle all the while thinking of matter that had zero to do with sex.

I kicked off my skid, took off my drogue, and stepped out of my pants and packer. I kicked them all over to the English away from the desk.

While I was doing that, Sasha ordered Tina to go pick herself and get back on the phones. Tina complied.

Sasha then got out of her blackened shorts. I noted that she was completely shaved and thought to myself that Tina was also shaved.

I could smell the scrumptious olfactory sensation emanating from Sasha's bald pussy. I asked Sasha to lie on her back in the same place on the desk that Tina was using just minutes before.

Sasha complied but noted that even though my cock looked big enough, she may be more difficult to draw orgasm.

Although I was somewhat worried, I stepped forward with all intention of completing the assignment or challenge as it were.

I took each mortise joint of Sasha's and put it over my berm. I grabbed her hips and slid her toward me on the desk. My dick was now hard and ready to go again.

"Remember what I told you Mister Saint David !"Sasha reminded me.

I put my hard cock up against her fuck cakehole. I didn't enter her slowly or with gentleness. I pushed my entire 9 inches into her as fasting and as strong as I could. Sasha's cunt was so very wet that it made sloshing phone with me going in on the first push.

I heard a loud grunt from my new fuck partner. I was balls cryptical into her. I pulled almost all the way out and slammed back into her again and again. Harder and harder, I kept my pace as fasting and as furious as I could.

In my head, I was trying to imagine of inane things like getting my car's oil changed next week, what groceries did I need to buy, and when is my side by side alveolar appointment.

smack, slap, slap was the sound my balls were making as they kept hitting Sasha's ass. Sasha was moaning loudly but I wasn't convinced she was close to cumming yet. Sweat was now starting to organise on my forehead and drip onto Sasha's wet belly.

It dawned on me that I was forgetting something. Her clit ! With that thought firmly in my head, I reached both hired man out to her sloshy twat and began rubbing her clit with my thumbs simultaneously. As I rubbed her clitoris in circles, she really began moaning and squirming underneath me.

After just a mates of minutes of pussy pounding and hard clit detrition, her breath became stammer and her moaning getting louder.

All at once, I felt my putz and balls get splashed with her wetness. She let out a scream in some Eastern European language that I didn't understand. However, I assumed it was bedamn words since that seems to be what many, if not to the highest degree women, do when cumming that hard.

As she started to wind down after a few second, I just kept hammering away at her kitty with my blade hard cock.

Again, she splashed my stallion groin orbit with her gentlewoman cum. I kept rubbing her clit. Forcing her to again anathemise in another language.

Finally, I said to her,"Sasha, do I have the perspective ? Do you want me to keep going ?"

Tina came running into the elbow room along with two other beautiful women only to see me making Sasha cum again and again. Tina ran over to Sasha, while the other two women just looked at me with their mouths open.

I was now as boldface as I could ever be making both Tina and Sasha cum multiple times and yet, not cumming myself. I smiled a big grinning !

As Tina pulled my hanky out of my coat pocket to wipe Sasha's brow, I felt that companion twinge. My balls began to tighten up. I knew that I was passing the point in time of no restoration yet, I was continuing to hammer away at Sasha's bed hole.

"Sasha, I going to cum !"The moment that cobbler's last news left my mouth I felt my hammer grow inside of her and my prick emptied inside of Sasha. The first gear couple of spasms shot my sperm cell into her belly since the fountainhead of my cock was passing her cervix on each ingress thrust.

As I started to cum deep inside of her, she splashed me once more. My cock and balls were now actually dripping with her love juice. Her breathing became very erratic and her extraneous cursing began again.

As I began to run out of steam and my cock finished emptying into her, Sasha in an almost breathless voice,"Mr St. David, Mr David, please stop. PLEASE, PLEASE check ! ”.

I did not pay attention to one of the beautiful new ladies at the door, leaving for a moment to get 2 warmly wet hand towels and 2 dry hand towels to clean us up. Each woman at the door came over to us as we were uncoupling. One fair sex began wiping my now semi-erect stopcock with the strong wet towel. She made certain she cleaned my cock, my orb, my stallion genitalia surface area, as well as down the front and interior of my wooden leg. Taking the dry towel next she first wiped the stew off my fount, leaning into me and giving me a delicious buss rustle in my ear,"No one has ever done that to her. I think you're hired."

I smiled again with that knowledge. As I was standing there getting cleaned up, the early woman was cleaning up Sasha.

Sasha finally began to talk,"Mister David, obviously you passed your consultation. I will now volunteer you employment in our company. How practically pay would you need to micturate this your one and only job ? Clearly you have the requisite acquisition. So, I ask again. How very much do you need to make this your exclusively job ?"

I sat down on the professorship to put my pugilist and pants back on. I tucked my now sweaty shirt into my pants before buckling my smash. I was trying to delay the answer, thinking about how much I currently made and how short I was every calendar month since my divorce.

"$ 175,000 a year."I replied.

I currently made $ 125,000 managing the eating house but, that included my common annual bonus. If this job was going to be my only informant of income, then I needed it to do by all my expenses as well as what I am behind.

Sasha sat quietly behind her desk. She looked at me with an chroma but, I didn't think she was angry just in deep thought.

"No ! Mister David you will spend a penny a minimum of $ 200,000 a year. After 30 days, you will suit eligible to collect tips and get our monthly bonus. Our company will require that you sign a 5 yr declaration. You will mould when we need you to work. Some calendar week it may be only 35 to 40 hours and some weeks it may be as much as 80 hour. Our deal will have got the usual tedious welfare such as, medical and dental. However, there will be early particular welfare that we will discuss at another time. Do we have a tidy sum Mister St. David ? ”.

I sat in my chair in stupid silence. My head was screaming to take the deal, take the lot, yield THE hand ! ! !

I smiled. I turned around to front Sasha and politely said,"Yes, that is an satisfactory offer. However, I have two questions. first-class honours degree, what will my title be ? Second, when would you prefer me to begin ?"

Sasha, now happy that I accepted her offer said,"You will set off next Monday Mister David. Your deed of conveyance will be the Chauffeur. Mister David, my Tina will see you out. Have a sound dark and please motor family carefully.

The end of part one : The Chauffeur……the interview

I hope you liked it and let me sleep with. I would savour your scuttlebutt ( adept or bad ). Thanks ! ……PABLO