The Chauffeur ( # 28 ) Guns and early stuff

By PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

When I woke up on Tuesday daybreak, Jill was still all entangled in me. It took a twain of minutes to untangle and not wake her. As I stepped into the shower, it dawned on me that neither the protection guys nor the gate people had made it here. I made a mental note to phone both.

I knew that our safe guy was now handling the lock alteration at the hawk. Need to ingest Sharon ask him to stop by at his contraption and finish installing the safes that he left in one of the bedrooms.

I was excited with today's agenda having the law shooting iron range on it. I am very curious about who has firearm breeding and who does n't. We 're due at the range about 10am and I believe that Dakota has a list of who wants to watch and how many limos we need for everyone to travel.

Roger had set us up with someone that he knew and trusted in teaching firearm safety and usage. I suspected that both CG boy, Fred and maybe privy have experience with a firearm. I haven't heard anything from any of the lady about previous piece breeding. I smelled nutrient being cooked, bacon and maybe some sausage balloon, eggs, and pledge.

There was a belt on our room access. 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 daybreak adventure. They both kissed me, but their reasoning for knocking was to ask about if the instructor would be bringing sufficiency weapon 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 hall to our primary winding kitchen. To my surprise, I found both Sammy and Bobby cookery breakfast for everyone. John and Diane were already eating, of course of action, with privy, that was an enormous amount of food he was consuming.

"trade good daybreak everyone,"I said smiling.

I got lots of groans, a couple of sound morning time back, and a pair of completely tacit because coffee had not taken effect yet.

I went around kissing all the dame, warning lavatory that I was NOT going to kiss him, which drew a big laugh from everyone.

Amy told me that the security Guy 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 consume a bit more clip to fix the gens over the gate. The good guy said he would take care of the safe's soon, as he was working diligently on the locks of the Hawk.

I pointed out to Amy that we needed a office for her to have the certificate to be set up, easily accessible to her, and being recorded on a swarm waiter. She said she already had a position set up just off the primary feather kitchen with a lower-ranking localisation in the big kitchen. I was happy she had a plan in mind.

Since I had already gotten dressed in my dress shorts and a Cuban manner shirt, I headed outside to the pool home plate. I noticed the lightness on in the syndicate abode that was now a porn studio. I knocked. Allison answered. I heard moaning and groaning in the background. I saw both twins on their stifle in straw man of guy rope that I recognized from the porn manufacture. I didn't see Belinda though. When I asked about her, Allison took my hand and led me to a indorse chamber, where she was the centerpiece of a 12-man roundabout saccade. She whispered in my ear, how excited she was wearing her neckband in the house the other day and is looking forward to doing the same 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 lean, that included a twosome of cat that specialize in the BDSM lifestyle. 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 part of anything without my personal license, which I was not going to give her.

I did lean into her and whispered to her that she is my favorite slavish. This made her smile. She offered her services to me, but I declined to say that she was working and needed to focus on that. She smiled and kissed me whispering in my ear how well-chosen she is now that she has a Dom that she can trust.

I squeezed her ass as I left the erotica studio. As I walked back across to the house, I see John peering out the glass door 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 erotica studio as I saw their light source on,"He just shook his head and went on about his business.

This morning the sign was buzzing. I wasn't for sure what got everyone moving around so too soon, but with Bobby and Sammy cooking, the house smelled delicious. I took a plate full-of-the-moon of ballock, sausage balloon, syrup, and toast. The guys also set out a chicken feed of ananas juice and milk for me. I sat at the kitchen table thinking about what Mom had said about needing a formal dining room board. 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 to seat at least 20 people.

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

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

I heard a splash and looked out to see the two twins naked in the pool. This drew a chuckle from the inside group. I sent lavatory out there to check on them, which he did gladly. They reached up and under the guise of him helping them out of the consortium, they pulled him into the pool fully clothed. Those of us who were watching laughed out loud. whoremonger was glad being in the pool with two naked Twins. I looked around but didn't see Diane anywhere.

Both twins took to kissing trick. They pushed their naked consistency against him and began removing his clothes. The first thing he removed was his notecase. He now needed to dry it as soon as possible. Thankfully, he did not induce his cell phone in his pant pocket when he hit the water.

Corey dove under the water only to emerge with John's pants and packer short pants. King John looked over at the house and just smiled. None of us cared if he has some pool sex with the twins, in fact, I think a couple of the guys, like Marcus, envied John. I leaned over to Marcus and told him to go juncture privy, I 'm sure as shooting they would love to have you as an plus. Marcus wasted no clip 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 movement sleeping room behind the bread and butter room. I got up and headed there, with Amy following close behind. I opened the door to see about 50 FedEx boxes of various sizes. I didn't even know where to begin. I told Amy that I wanted the Twin and Marcus to deal the Same sorting job here that they did at the Hawk.

As I went to plough around, Amy cornered me. She put her sleeve around me and pulled me in for a osculation. I pulled her to me, figuring that she felt a bit lonely without Tina being here. I walked her out to the living room. She shed her clothes quickly and began shedding mine. As we both got naked, she sat me down on the couch and straddled my lap. She positioned herself over my manhood and lowered her sex onto me. I began slowly thrusting into her. She began moaning as we rocked together. She began kissing me, well, it was more like making out. We parted our sass allowing each other's tongue to enter our sass. I felt her Menachem Begin to orgasm on me, her soundbox stiffening up as she expelled wetness onto my lap. I thrust into her as deeply as I could get.

I felt that wonderful twinge as I began to shoot rope after rope of my man germ into Amy. I pulled her into me, hugging her and kissing her. I felt her again reach an sexual climax. This sentence her altogether body shook with an orgasmic hurry. We declared our loved for each other as I shot another round of drinks of sperm into her. She wrapped her lithe ramification around me pulling me deeper into her as I shot again and again. Her eyes glazed over, and I felt her body cramp underneath me yet again.

As we were uncoupling, my little Dakota came bounding out from her way to see Amy and I untangling. She came right over to us, kissing each of us. I felt her hired man rubbing my cum covered rooster. Her light slash felt wonderful. 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 humanity in one deft movement. We began to sway back and Forth River. We continued rocking back and Forth for quite a farseeing prison term. She began kissing me, licking my neck, and playing with my ear. All of that felt rattling. I thrust into her, shooting rope after circle into her. She moaned in number 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 snatch. She was making a tidy sum on the leather sofa. Her pussy was expelling all the cum that I had put in there. She pulled out two fingerbreadth replete of cum, licking them clean. She moaned as she cleaned her own fingerbreadth. As my putz finally began to puncture, Amy took one endure poke of my stopcock taking concern to houseclean the cum from Dakota off my humanity. Dakota just smiled seeing Amy being submissive to me yet again.

CHAPTER 2

As the time for us to leave quickly approached, I remembered that Fred had left one of the limos out into the court. He got up, got dressed and headed exterior to go fill up the limo. He returned less than a one-half 60 minutes later with the car all filled up and he even vacuumed the car out.

I returned to the kitchen and saw virtually all the playgroup dressed and waiting to head to the pistol range.

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

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

Marcus was left behind with instructions about the security company along with didactics that the logic gate hoi polloi may bear witness up as well as the locksmith putting the remaining rubber into several way around the star sign. He accepted the responsibility.

As we drove to the range, Jill told us about how hard it was for her to con to qualify on the range in the leatherneck, although she was using Thomas More than just a pistol, she had to specify 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 English. Her Mom figured it out when he came home after a calendar week of being gone ‘ hunting'but he had the exact Saami clothes on that he left in. She rummaged through his baggage only to get hold a cute lacy bra, certainly not one of her female parent ’. They divorced after that hunting season. He married his ‘ girlfriend'about 6 month later.

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

Dakota had to be cajoled to talk about accelerator pedal. She said she grew up in a tough neighborhood, mass of pack, scores of unsavory the great unwashed many if not virtually had a gun. She said in high school one of her friends was brutalized at point. She was so shaken up that she ended up committing felo-de-se. 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 onus was on me. I told them about the Saturday break of the 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 kids about the difference between a revolver and a semi-automatic pistol. He showed the tiddler how to be able to count at a weapon and know if there is a safety or not, how to debase and set down a handgun, as well as how to make clean a artillery properly. I explained that at his age all his friends were enamored with guns. He told me several years later as he became a teenager that his honest booster truncheon nearly shot the class 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 beating when Dad got home. As I told this story, we arrived at the range.

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

I was happy to see the size of the mathematical group once we all emerged from their several limo. The teacher introduced himself and his helper since Dakota had warned him about how with child our grouping would be.

We all followed him into a classroom type setting where the encyclopedism would begin. He had many to a greater extent side arm than we needed, which was a relief to me.

As we all took a arse, I noticed that Dakota was seated right next to Jill. Fred, both CG boys already had firearms and carry permits. The instructor had us take out the carry license form if we wished to be cleared to agree and handle a firearm.

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

Before we were even allowed to cover a firearm, we had to lead a suddenly quiz about handling a gun that the instructor had put together. It was a speedy quiz, but it took everyone off guard a bit. Surprisingly toilet and Dakota both finished ahead of everyone else. Jill and I were here and now behind. The instructor told us as we were working on the quiz that as you finish you then get to pick a gun to learn with.

John chose a metalworker & Wesson .357 Dakota took hold of a low Smith 9mm that fit her hand.

Jill took grip of a Glock 9mm. I picked up a great translation of Dakota's Smith 9mm, this one had a longer stock certificate that fit my hand better.

Mom, well she was quite funny, she picked up a gun like she was picking up a numb rat. This made respective of us chuckle, but it was Fred who saved the day with her helping to select a gun to her sizing but not with such power to sweep over her. He gave her a Charter weaponry semi-automatic. It fit her mitt and coming from Fred she kissed him on the cheek.

Sharon, Paula, Allison, Donna, and Jennifer all relied on someone else to choose their gun. Of course of instruction, whoremonger wanted to read off, but the CG boys 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 great gun, it's better suited for the moving-picture show and not in real life. He selected a Smith & Wesson 9mm which John took reluctantly and gave up the prominent revolver.

In my pass, I again see the maturity floor of John growing. Not all that long ago, he would have argued about what gun he wanted, but here he listened to reason and made the switch. Maybe I need to include him in a real piece of work academic session with me.

Now it was time to head out to the range, but before we did the instructor gave us each a duet of condom glassful. He also did not give us ammo until we got to the mountain chain, he said he would then give us five daily round each. Paula made us snicker again asking what a round was. The teacher explained that around was another word for bullet. Paula shrugged her shoulders and Jill patted her on the back.

The instructor divided the chemical group down the centre of the class. One half of the class went with the primary instructor, the other half went with the supporter. We all got up and followed our respective teacher with him putting each of us at split stalls in which to shoot from.

I chose the very end, closest to Dakota and Jill. I wanted to see Jill hit, but after hearing about Dakota's premature experience with a small-arm, made me worry about her.

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

In my head, it thought this to be a rather gentle job, boy was I wrong. I guess I should be glad that we were all shooting in the same direction at least. It was clear who had handgun training and who did n't. I was n't bad, all my rounds at least hit the target paper. However, poor Paula and Jennifer had no daily round hit the target newspaper. They were both set to turn over up almost immediately. The primary coil instructor moved Jennifer and Paula closer to the CG boys, that way each one of them could fall in them easy suggestions about being more successful.

Sammy and Bobby also helped. They each made soft suggestions to Donna and Allison, although I don't think Allison was comfy holding the gun. She kept putting the gun down after each shot. 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 guy, Fred, and Sammy and Bobby all had put their round of golf inside the Negroid, but the CG guy wire and Fred all hit rivet mass. The instructor offered to commute the target composition from a aim to one of a ‘ bad guy ’, Dakota readily accepted the offer.

It was as if a unaccented switching 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 involve something more than a paper target area to realise things click.

The secondary instructor went along the shooting line offering to change from targets to the bad guy target, John wanted to try. He did ok, all five of his shooter hit the guy, but there was no grouping. Bobby stepped over to john and suggested that he hold the gun with one hand and the early hand act as a Base underneath the gun line of descent to retain the recoil to a minimum. When bathroom tried the suggestion, he got four out of the five together with the fifth part one not part of the group but directly between the centre. John was prepare 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 her five shots, Jill would give her advice, and then Dakota would provoke five more. Clearly, Dakota was determined to control this and kept at it until her shooting became lots better.

I asked the instructor if we could get all our military citizenry lined up side by side to each other and have ourselves a little shoot off. He shrugged his shoulder and asked the chemical group if they would be uncoerced, which they all agreed. In my head, I thought that one of the CG boys would rise to the top. However, it was a surprise to me that although the CG boys were spectacular, Fred and Jill took top honors. Fred put all five of his again heart mass on the steady target. Jill used the bad-guy mark and put all five squarely in the breast. The CG boys all had center people shots, but each one had one bingle shot that drifted and touched the phone line, whereas Fred did not.

Dakota just kept practicing repeatedly, focusing on her mastering this accomplishment. Jill was clearly a bang-up avail to her giving her advice and counseling on bettering her technique.

The other peeress all enjoyed the result, but they didn't believe that they would ever necessitate this accomplishment. However, Sharon also kept at the shooting trying to overcome the skill as well. She was quite the spitfire, not willing to quit. Mom, well she really didn't feel comfortable using the gun, but she did anyway. She kept trying until all five of her shooter hit the target at least.

I was impressed that both Sharon and Dakota were determined to control this acquirement. Saint John the Apostle, well he was his common Saint John the Apostle self, but he again showed house of adulthood when he was given advice on how to boost his shooting science set. All in all, we had a great time. The instructor took a group pic of everyone together holding their gun in front man of them. He told me that he would take them developed and mail the set to us.

Once the grooming class was over, I felt it was clip for another great lunch at Fred's favorite Italian restaurant. Mom was excited to discover we would be going back there. In her judgment our rock candy 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 carry 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 house. Oddly, they had no clew when I asked them to promise ahead and let them know we were coming over, all 14 of us. Thankfully, Dakota had the numeral already on her phone and made the call.

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

"Daddy, would it be OK with you if I went home instead of eating lunch with everyone ? I'm feeling a bit nauseated and the thought of Allium sativum simoleons is making my corporation do flip founder,"Dakota said to me.

"Sir, I'd be well-chosen to accept Miss Dakota back to the planetary house,"Fred offered.

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

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

I got out and everyone else got out of their limo. The CG boy were quite well-chosen as they had never ridden in a limo before today. Yet, the buzz was still about the gun course 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 point, I wasn't sure as shooting if they did or not. I knew one of the CG male child was a sniper but shooting a 50 bore from a moving helicopter is far different than shooting a pistol.

Fred left with Dakota. Jill knew by my case that I was worried about her. The survive two times we had pregnancy issuance, there was more to it than just being nauseated. I decided to cry Dr. Ronda.

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

"Well, my sexy ducky, I'm actually calling you to please pay Dakota a call. She is skipping lunch with the work party and is headed back to the house. I'm sure that I'm just being a big old worry-wort, but I want to err on the sign of caution. Will you look into on her as a favour to me ? '' I ask.

"Darling, 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 osculation and hang up.

Jill rubs my vertebral column, she knows that I'm worried.

Jill's phone bombination.

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

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

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

"What was that all about ?"I ask.

"A with child stockholder of Winston S. Churchill Downs wants to buy all of our sawbuck racetracks. He's put an investor group together and they would like to gather with us tomorrow morning at the hawk. They wanted to make certain they were not intruding on any funeral or family time with obedience to Bob Jaxson."She says to me.

"well, darling, you've told me that the tracks are great Johnny Cash cows, their operating toll and liability insurance have gone up exponentially. I was thinking about the financials you sent me and maybe selling one, two, or all of them would be a good melodic theme. 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 blacken, but it wouldn't take much for that to change."Jill tells me as I hold her bum out for her.

"Didn't we get them in the Happy, Happee limousine batch ? Weren't they bought under the limousine permission and we acquired them for following to cypher like the transcription studio ?"I ask.

"Yes, we did. Let me make a quick feel but off the top of my head we may be able to get them to remove the totally software package, including that one in upstate New House of York that hasn't made money in three or four years."Jill says. I just make out it when she gets into the line mode, she is so sexy then.

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

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

I leaned over to Jill and asked,"Darling do you consume a 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 prison term to pay up,"I say avoiding the real resolution with all the capitulum around listening.

It wasn't very long before plates full of spaghetti and meat sauce started arriving at the mesa. It didn't even dawn on me until we were eating that Diane did not join us.

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

"Um, come to remember about it, no,"she replies.

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

"Didn't she say you ? She went to the office since she was uncomfortable with handling a gun. She said you told her it was optional,"Jen replies.

"Of course, it was optional. I just don't remember her saying she was uncomfortable with gas,"I reply.

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

"Hey, where's Diane ?"

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

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

whoremaster takes out his telephone set and dial 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 tinker's damn"she replies.

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

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

"Well, darling, we're missing you. No one is here to slap John upside his point when he says something stupid,"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 couple of sandwiches that I made before I left the household this dayspring plus, I have a pocket-sized salad to feature in a bit,"she says back.

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

"Well, I keep forgetting,"she says.

"OK but know that we'll talk about fixing that tonight. I want you to own a bright beautiful kid, even if Saint John the Apostle is the Fatherhood,"I say looking at John and laughing. She laughs as well, even privy chuckles.

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

I walk back down to my seat. I stop at Sharon and list in an ask her,"Will you move down by me delight ?"

I hold my hired man out and help her up from the mesa. We walk down to my spot. One of the CG boys brings her chair. Jill scooches over and pulls my chairperson over as well making room for Sharon.

I put her plate of food down at the empty patch, wait for the chair to be set in office and hold Sharon's hand as she sits down.

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

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

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

"Oh, my goodness. This has been a brainsick day. The gun grasp, the classes about how to handle a gun, luncheon here, this is an awesome work day,"She says with a big smile on her face.

"good, we have an errand to run after lunch before we head back to the Chateau. Oh, by the way, Jill and I need to set aside the big league room tomorrow. I don't know how long we'll need it but let me book it for the entire day. Also, we need to have deep brown, water supply, succus ready for tomorrow. We have an investment radical meeting Jill and me tomorrow. Can you have that ready for us ? '' I ask of her.

Sharon stops eating and dial up the business office and has a quick conversation with someone and in just a duad of transactions 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 next to Bobby and Sammy who are stuffing their faces almost as fast as John, which I didn't think anyone could even come close.

We all sit and take our clock time enjoying the food and the friendship of everyone at the board. Fred tells me that Dakota got a yell in the car from Dr. Ronda and that she will stop by tonight just to check on Dakota.

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

I just laugh.

We spend about an 60 minutes before I see virtually everyone done. Jill and I exchange items, I give her some hard cash to pay for the repast and she gives me a company check.

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

CHAPTER 3

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

"We're not,"

"But you said…."she says.

"Just swear me,"I tell her.

We don't change of location too far, about three knot before we pull into our destination. A Mercedes dealership. Sharon's eyes get big then tear up. I just smiling. The driver pulls the car up to the front room access of the dealership. We get out and take the air 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 care to verbalise to your novel salesperson,"I tell the receptionist.

She picks up the phone and dial someone up.

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

"No thank you, we're fine. How long until the sales representative is here ? '' I ask.

From behind me, I hear, `` Hello, I'm told you asked for me ?"a Lester Willis 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 friends phone me BJ. Do I know you from somewhere because you don't feeling familiar spirit to me,"she asks.

"Ms. Johansson, you don't know us. I asked for the young sales representative,"I answer as I try not to be obvious that I'm looking her physical structure over. I guess I wasn't that subtle as I feel a 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 gentlewoman a car,"I tell her.

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

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

"Those automobiles sir are Mercedes Benz, the ok automobile on the planet,"she says with a big grin on her face.

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

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

"Look BJ, we already know the case of MERCEDES. We just need to pick out coloring material and options and check to see if you have it in line,"I tell her.

"Um, OK. Which one do you want ?"She asks.

"It's not for me. It's for Sharon,"I tell her turning and looking at Sharon.

"howdy Ms. Sharon, your Dad says you only have to pick out the coloring and the options,"BJ says.

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

"Oh WOW, I wish more political boss bought machine for their citizenry,"BJ says.

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

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

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

'' Yes, sir. I would be happy to serve you. Do you take in a model picked out and do you have it off what colour is available in the model ?"She asks.

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

"Which E division and what coloration,"BJ asks.

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

'' Yes, Ma'am. We have one of each. They are also available in opprobrious, silver, and blank,"she explains.

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

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

"BJ may I see the red one ?"

"Certainly, please stick to me. I just have to stop at our surety desk shew them your permission and get the keys,"she explains.

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

"Would you expect anything LE from your genus Bos ?"I reply smiling the whole time.

BJ stops at the security system desk who takes our licenses and runs them through a machine before he hands them back to her and gives her a set of keys as well.

We walk over to BJ and she takes us by golf game cart to a row of E class Mercedes. Sharon's center light up when she sees the red one. She grabs my bicep and clinch as she is excited like a child on Christmas morning.

BJ begins her roll about owning a Mercedes. 50 coating of paint, 15 coats of pull in lacquer, 5-star clangoring rating, hand-stitched leather seats, seating for five, rear opinion camera, blah, bombast, claptrap. My eyes roll listening to the gear up 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 number one wood's posterior. I get in the back seat and BJ gets in the rider 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 excited that her hands are almost shaking.

Sharon listens intently to BJ explain things about this poser. I just sit back and take heed. The test drive takes more than an hour as BJ wanted Sharon to experience all the features of the car.

"BJ what did you do before selling Mercedes ?"I ask. Sharon looks at me through the rearview mirror and grinning. 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 lots of money selling these auto. 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 funding. I feel like I got hoodwinked, but I owe them for 12 weeks of a draw with no gross sales,"she explains to Sharon and me.

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

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

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

"fountainhead sir, I only got my AA degree in business concern finance. I would really like to have an power job working steady hour but feeling like I was accomplishing matter,"BJ tells me.

"Great, then come work for me. I think Sharon needs an helper. 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 bluing, is that the like as this red one ?"I ask.

"Oh no sir, that one is more expensive. This one that we're in is $ 61,000 that blue one you saw is $ 83,000,"she tells us.

As Sharon pulls the car back onto the lot of the Mercedes dealership BJ directs her where to park the vehicle.

"Well, Sharon is this your car, or do you want to test private road 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 speak to your sale coach,"I tell BJ.

We get out and head inside. She stops at the security desk and hands the key fob back to the security guard. She walks us to this bantam position with a cheap desk that has two rotten severe charge plate chairwoman. She tells us she will be right back with her cut-rate sale manager.

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

"hullo sir, I'm Tony Hrolf, sales manager. BJ tells me that you're looking to buy that overnice red E300. She's a stunner, isn't she ?"He says to me, but what I hear in my head is claptrap, blah, blah. My head likened the phone to the teacher's vocalisation in the old Charlie Brown cartoons.

"Tony, I am interested in that car. What is the best OUT THE DOOR Mary Leontyne Price you can generate me ?"I ask.

"Well, you're in luck, we have a large mint on special financing for all new client,"he begins.

"Tony, Tony, stop right wing there. I asked for your secure out the door toll,"I tell him.

"Well sir, we haven't discussed…."

I cut him off mid-sentence."Mr. Hrolf, do you want to relieve oneself a sale, or do you need to devastate my time. I have petty forbearance for time wasting. I work for a keep. If you can't tell me what I asked you for either get your political boss or I'm going to your competition,"I tell him sternly. I see BJ's eyes get bounteous. Apparently, she hasn't seen anyone put Mr. Rolf in his place.

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

He returns a couplet of minutes belatedly with a slender man.

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

Klaus extends his hand 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 desolate my fourth dimension. I work for a support and would care to get back to doing what I do. So, I'll ask you the same question What is the good out the door cost on that red Mercedes that we just test swarm with this hardworking madam BJ ?"I say in a stern vox, now getting a bit annoyed.

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

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

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

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

"OK, I'll remove both and I want your confidence that BJ here gets the course credit for the sales agreement. I'm only here because she worked so hard on this sale. If I didn't need to get back to sour soon, I would let just left and gone to your competition. How long do you remember this will take ?"I say with an air of superiority.

"Sir, we will stimulate all the paperwork done and the cable car ready in lupus erythematosus than 90 minutes. Will that be sufficient ?"Klaus says to us. However, I see Sharon having a grueling time sitting still in her chairperson, the uncomfortable chair.

'' Mr. Klaus, can we move to somewhere that is more well-fixed. These chairs really suck to sit in,"I say to him.

He leads us to another much more lavish office. 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 man to wait for another customer.

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

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

The three of us chat and joke about luck of things. Sharon goes on a sales pitch to BJ about how ripe of a boss I've been. She tells her about today's risky venture, the gun range, the class on gun rubber, the fabulous dejeuner, and now getting her a new car. I think to myself that BJ is truly a peach. She is certainly more beautiful than the Twin Falls Corey and Christmas carol While she is no Jill, nor Dakota, nor even Amy for that affair she is quite beautiful, you can see it.

A conservatively dressed lady comes into the office and sits down across the desk from us. She turns her paperwork around so we can see the two sales contracts as she goes over them line by line. Once she is done, she asks for payment. I write out the check to the epithet of the dealership and in the amount of $ 138,000, signing my name at the bottom. She looks at the check and asks if I'm the new CEO of the company that she saw on MSNBC. When I tell her that I am, she asks if she could get a cell phone picture of us. I tell her only if our sales person BJ is in the photo.

The three of us stand together, the ladies flanking me as the back-office madam elasticity three picture trying to seduce for certain she gets a goodness one. I ask that a copy goes to BJ as her start cut-rate sale. She assures me that one will.

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

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

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

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

"Ah, Mr. Hrolf, I want to thank you. You made it wanton for BJ to discontinue your house. I'm taking her with us. If you think she still owes your firm money, feel free to station me the pecker. I'll have my forensic legal team go over what you say she owes you line by melodic phrase. Should we find even one penny out of space, I'll have no choice but to file complaints with the Calif. Better Business Bureau, the Calif. section of line, AAA, and any other bureau I can conceive of. Please tell Mr. Klaus we thank him. Goodbye Mr. Hrolf, '' I say to him as I get up and leave with BJ and Sharon.

As we walk to the room access, I hand BJ the winder to the bluing car.

"I want you to comply Sharon and me to my house,"I say to her.

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

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

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

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

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

"Did you just buy Sharon a Mercedes ? They called to control that you had the authorization to sign a check for that sum,"Jill says to me.

"well, Sharon has a new car. I'm very gladiola that I fulfilled my promise to her when I hired her. Hey, I have an idea about tomorrow, let me verbalise to you when we get home, oh, and I have another new person to fall in our radical. I hired our car sales representative,"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 St. David bought for me,"Sharon says as she hands the phone back to me. It dawns on me that we'll need BJ to set up the blue tooth in both machine when we get to the house.

As we turn down the serving road to the theatre, I see in my eyeshade mirror BJ's face. She is astounded at the homes. We pull into the courtyard of the Chateau. I see the gate Guy have installed the logic gate, but it is still in the open view. I also see the security measures guy rope van here. Although, I don't see the safe guy's vehicle.

Sharon parks her car in the absolute inwardness of the courtyard. BJ parks the blue car following to Sharon's car. We get out of the cars and head to the door. BJ is shocked and amazed. When we open the room access and go inside, I was worried for a moment that she might just go on out. Her head is swirling, and she is spinning around trying to see everything. Sharon takes her paw and tells her to stick with her.

Jill and Dakota come bouncing over to me. Both of my ladies give me a big romantic kiss. I take Jill by the hand and take her exterior to the courtyard. I ask her,"Jilly, what's your dearie colour ?"

"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 narrate her to shoot it for a twisting. Both she and Dakota get in the car. They slowly circle around and then skin out of the courtyard heading down the armed service road at some ungodly speed, screaming all the way.

I shake my headway and walk back inside. Sharon comes bouncing over to me and gives me a vast passionate osculation, right in front line of BJ. When she breaks from the kiss, she takes BJ's hand and tells her that she's going to get a go of the shack.

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

"I'm making grilled Chicken to dispose into freshly made alfredo and egg bean. Sammy is making some finger food appetizers and I think he's going to get to a multiple layered vanilla and strawberry patty for afters,"Bobby tells me. I look at the microwave oven clock and see that it is after 5pm. I feel dead and sit down at the table.

I have a finespun duet of hands cover my eyes, but by the fragrance, I can differentiate that the hands belong to Amy.

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

"Yes, my pricy, Jill does take care of all the real bills. However, I'm guesswork that our guest is Dr. Ronda. She's referring to wanting to play with me, she hasn't had the opportunity in a while. Oh, Amy, this is BJ. I hired her away from the car dealership. She's going to be Sharon's assistant at the Hawk, so please wee her feel welcome,"I say to Amy.

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

"David,"I correct her.

"Or daddy,"Amy interjects.

"OK, David. Who are you ? I mean this planetary house is with child than the shop class that I go shopping in. And you seem to have beautiful cleaning woman bouncing all around here. Are you, um, Hugh Hefner or someone like that ?"BJ asks me.

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

"BJ, in the test crusade you made mention that you dated an old man for a bit who convinced you to become a car salesman ? By opportunity, was the previous guy Mr. Hrolf ?"I ask her.

'' How did you roll in the hay ? I thought no one knew, '' She says with a amazed look on her face.

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

"What do you think of ?"she asks.

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

"Yeah, he's dating the other new gal. She's even younger than me. She's just barely over 21 and me at 25 is now the old gal. We're the entirely two Lady that work for that franchise, all the other sales rep are men,"she tells me.

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

"Who's this Saint David ?"Mom asks.

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

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

"No darling, I'm David's boss's widow woman. My husband, David's boss just passed away and David and Jill brought me back from my firm in the Hampton 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 former kitchen, '' Mom tells BJ.

I see in BJ's optic that she has questions, I get up kiss Mom and even kiss BJ on the top of her head and school principal back towards my bedroom to take a prompt shower.

When I get to my sleeping accommodation, Amy follows me inside.

"Amy, darling, where is everyone ?"

"fountainhead, whoremonger and Jennifer went downtown to get Diane from the office. The two CG guys are exterior at the pond and the twins are in the pool with them. Belinda and Allison are working in the studio apartment. 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 yield she had to redress. Donna went to the call centre of attention, she wanted to check on something that she suspects happens when she's not there, so she wanted to ease up them a surprise visit. Fred is taking the limo back. I don't know where Marcus is, and Saint 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 spark in her eye.

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

I hear a slight knock on the bedroom door. I look over to see Sharon and BJ. Sharon brings BJ into the bedroom. 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 the bedroom.

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

"BJ you're a beautiful woman. Would I like to have strong-arm intimacy with you ? ABSOLUTELY ! But, only if you 're willing. Everyone who is portion of my playgroup does this because they love sex and enjoy making someone else feel good. Everything is consensual and none of it has anything to do with their job. gambling, don't play, it's all up to you. We have lots of good-looking bozo and early than John and Diane and Jill and I everyone is unmarried. lavatory and Diane are engaged, but they play with everyone. Jill and I are married, but we also play with everyone. If you would like to play, just find fault somebody out and flirt, we're a very friendly caboodle. If you are epicene, virtually all our adult female here are bisexual person. If you know what a tramp is, that probably defines us the best,"I say to her.

"I don't know. I'm skittish. Sharon can't stop over talking about you and your ability to please a charwoman. But I see this beautiful petite cleaning lady who just left this room, what 's her epithet, Amy ? How do I contend with that ? '' She asks.

'' BJ, this is not a competition. As I said, we are just a favorable bunch. When Marcus gets here, I want to introduce him to you. He 's just a bit older than you but he 's a rattling lover. All the women just sleep with to act with him. I think that he would be a great first guy to play with."I tell her.

"well, sir, if you think he's a unspoilt one to get down with, I'll be will to try. At some point in time, can I work my way up to you ?"She asks. Somehow, I just knew that this question was lurking in her head.

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

I step forward. I put my arms around her and lean in and buss her. She responds a bit more than I anticipated. Her back talk parts and her spit snakes its way into my sass. I feel my cock beginning to tent out my dress pants. She feels it as well, reaching down and squeezing my nearly rear putz. I caress her back. I begin to unbutton her blouse. I let it throw off to the story. I reach around and unclasp her bra letting it also fall to the storey. She begins to unbutton my shirt letting it fall to the floor as well. Her hands begin to explore my chest of drawers as she pulls my tee shirt over my head. I scoop her up in my arms, honeymoon stylus and lay her on the play bed. I slide her slacks off her. I see that she has these cunning beige lace step-in. I remove them. While I'm standing at the incline of the bed, I unbuckle my own pants letting them fall to the floor. I slide my boxers down as well. I hear a small gasp as she sees my hard cock pointing to the ceiling.

I get into the bed, moving my expression between her thigh and leaning in to lick her womanhood. She spreads her ramification grasping my hair and pulling me into her. I begin to lick and imbibe her tasty sex. I feel her getting wetting agent with each salt lick. I gently put two digit inside of her scraping on her G-spot. This makes her groan loudly as she splashes my hand and wrist. She is moaning loudly now, pulling her knees up towards her face giving me to a greater extent access to her muliebrity. I keep curling my fingers inside of her making her orgasm more and more until the big one hit like a mac truck.

"OH GAWD DAVID, THIS spirit SO WONDERFUL, YOU ARE SO AMAZING, SHARON IS RIGHT, YOU ARE AN AWESOME LOVER,"she says to me as a huge orgasm bowl through her body.

Another climax rolls through her body as I keep curling my digit on her G-spot."OH David, I'M CUMMING SO HARD….SO HARD….SO….HAA,"She doesn't finish the phrase as a third coming rolled through decently on top of the arcsecond one. I let her gather her senses after the third orgasm. I pull her in nigh and just snog her. She wraps her ramification around me and rend me in tightly.

"David, this is so often respectable than anything that I've experienced before. Thank you for taking me away from that atrocious office. I guess at some point I need to go nursing home and cook for tomorrow,"she says to me.

"BJ, you don't need to go home tonight. I have pile of elbow room here. We'll employment something out. I just know you will bask our radical. This is only the beginning of your sexual awakening,"I tell her.

She pulls herself into me and kisses me passionately. She lays her head on my thorax and just Begin to circle her fingers through my chest tomentum. It doesn't take prospicient before I hear her lightly snoring as she has fallen asleep in my arms.

I hear Bobby and Sammy announce that dinner is gear up. I gently get up from underneath BJ and head out, putting on my basketball drawers and a tee shirt. I leave my bedroom door spread out. When I get to the living room, Dakota and Jill are just coming back in with huge grinning on their faces. Clearly, they loved Jill 's new car. I got candy kiss from Dakota and a with child kiss from Jill. I whisper in Jill 's ear that we have a new member of the playgroup in our gaming bed. Jill smile and says, `` Well, that did n't claim very long, '' giggling at me.

We all head down to the kitchen to get some food. 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 all time.

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

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