The Chauffeur ( # 28 ) ordnance and early Stuff

By PABLO DIABLO

right of first publication 2019

CHAPTER 1

When I woke up on Tues morning, Jill was still all entangled in me. It took a span of minute of arc to unscramble and not wake her. As I stepped into the exhibitioner, it dawned on me that neither the certificate guys nor the gate masses had made it here. I made a mental Federal Reserve note to phone both.

I knew that our safe guy was now handling the lock chamber change at the war hawk. Need to feature Sharon ask him to stop by at his convenience and finish installing the rubber that he left in one of the bedrooms.

I was excited with today's agenda having the constabulary handgun scope on it. I am very curious about who has firearm training and who does n't. We 're due at the range about 10am and I believe that Dakota has a list of who wants to learn 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 utilisation. I suspected that both CG boys, Fred and maybe John have experience with a firearm. I haven't heard anything from any of the dame about previous firearm training. I smelled food being cooked, 1st Baron Verulam and maybe some sausages, eggs, and goner.

There was a knock on our threshold. I unlocked it and found Jennifer and Paula standing there. Both were already dressed, smelled wonderful, and had big smile on their faces as they were both excited in this mornings adventure. They both kissed me, but their reasoning for knocking was to ask about if the instructor would be bringing sufficiency arm for all of us who are attending. I assured them he would take 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 fix for our adventure.

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

"trade good dayspring everyone,"I said smiling.

I got mass of groans, a pair of good dayspring back, and a couple of completely unsounded because coffee had not taken result yet.

I went around kissing all the ladies, warning Gospel According to John that I was NOT going to snog him, which drew a big laughter 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 conduct a bit more metre to fix the name over the gate. The good guy said he would take care of the dependable's soon, as he was working diligently on the whorl of the Hawk.

I pointed out to Amy that we needed a place for her to have the surety to be set up, easily accessible to her, and being recorded on a cloud waiter. She said she already had a location set up just off the primary winding kitchen with a secondary location in the big kitchen. I was glad she had a program in mind.

Since I had already gotten dressed in my dress underdrawers and a Cuban style shirt, I headed outside to the syndicate homes. I noticed the lights on in the puddle home that was now a smut studio. I knocked. Allison answered. I heard moaning and groaning in the background. I saw both counterpart on their genu in front of guys that I recognized from the porn industriousness. I didn't see Belinda though. When I asked about her, Allison took my hired hand and led me to a back bedroom, where she was the centrepiece of a 12-man circle jerk. She whispered in my ear, how excited she was wearing her shoe collar in the house the other day and is looking forward to doing the Lapp thing again.

I asked her how using the studio apartment was going, she said that she has had a wondrous response and now has a small waiting tilt, that included a duad of Guy that specialize in the BDSM lifestyle. I reminded her about that guy and his antics 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 permit, which I was not going to generate her.

I did angle into her and whispered to her that she is my favorite submissive. This made her smiling. She offered her avail to me, but I declined to say that she was working and needed to focalise on that. She smiled and kissed me whispering in my ear how happy she is now that she has a Dom that she can trust.

I squeezed her ass as I left the porn studio apartment. As I walked back across to the house, I see John peering out the drinking glass doors 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 pornography studio as I saw their twinkle on,"He just shook his headway and went on about his business.

This morning the house was buzzing. I wasn't sure what got everyone moving around so early, but with Bobby and Sammy preparation, the house smelled delightful. I took a denture full of bollock, sausage, syrup, and toast. The guys also set out a glass of pineapple juice and milk for me. I sat at the kitchen mesa thinking about what Mom had said about needing a ball dining room board. She was mightily. 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 smile seeing the coffee pot all filled and waiting for her. She kissed Bobby and Sammy on the cheeks before filling her coffee cup.

Jilly also filled a burnt umber cup, but she also held a home base out looking for food. Sammy gladly heaped food for thought 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 stir and looked out to see the two similitude naked in the pond. This drew a chuckle from the inside group. I sent John out there to check on them, which he did gladly. They reached up and under the pretext of him helping them out of the pool, they pulled him into the pool fully clothed. Those of us who were watching laughed out brassy. John the Divine was happy being in the pool with two au naturel Twins. I looked around but didn't see Diane anywhere.

Both twins took to kissing John. They pushed their naked bodies against him and began removing his dress. The for the first time thing he removed was his pocketbook. He now needed to dry it as soon as possible. Thankfully, he did not have his cellular telephone phone in his pants pocket when he hit the water.

Corey dive under the water only to issue with John's pants and bagger shorts. John looked over at the house and just smiled. None of us cared if he has some consortium sex with the Twin Falls, in fact, I think a couple of the Guy, like Marcus, envied John. I leaned over to Marcus and told him to go junction whoremonger, I 'm for certain they would have intercourse to have you as an addition. Marcus wasted no time in getting up, shedding his apparel and went running out into the kitty. I saw Christmas carol swim over to Marcus and get down playing with him.

Amy told me that my boxful had arrived yesterday, while I was in the bedroom with Jill. She put them in the front sleeping room behind the living room. I got up and headed there, with Amy following close behind. I opened the door to see about 50 FedEx corner of various size. I didn't even know where to start. I told Amy that I wanted the Twin and Marcus to handle the same sorting job here that they did at the Hawk.

As I went to turn around, Amy cornered me. She put her weaponry 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 sustenance room. She shed her clothes quickly and began shedding mine. As we both got naked, she sat me down on the lounge and straddled my lap. She positioned herself over my humanity and lowered her sex onto me. I began slowly thrusting into her. She began moaning as we rocked together. She began kissing me, well, it was more like making out. We parted our lips allowing each other's lingua to enroll our sass. I felt her Menachem Begin to orgasm on me, her body stiffening up as she expelled wetness onto my lap. I thrust into her as deeply as I could get.

I felt that tremendous twinge as I began to shoot roach after rope of my man seed into Amy. I pulled her into me, hugging her and kissing her. I felt her again reach an orgasm. This prison term her unharmed body shook with an orgasmic rush. We declared our loved for each former as I shot another round of golf of spermatozoon into her. She wrapped her lithe peg around me pulling me deeper into her as I shot again and again. Her eyes glazed over, and I felt her trunk spasm underneath me yet again.

As we were uncoupling, my lilliputian 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 putz. Her fire up CVA 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 manhood in one deft movement. We began to rock back and Forth River. We continued rocking back and Forth for quite a long fourth dimension. She began kissing me, licking my neck, and playing with my ear. All of that felt wonderful. I thrust into her, shooting rope after roach into her. She moaned in summate acceptance, declaring her love for me yet again.

Amy didn't leave us, she sat on the end of the couch watching us and fingering her own cum filled pussy. She was making a plenty on the leather lounge. Her cunt was expelling all the cum that I had put in there. She pulled out two fingers good of cum, licking them clean. She moaned as she cleaned her own fingers. As my prick finally began to deflate, Amy took one last lick of my cock taking care to clean the cum from Dakota off my manhood. Dakota just smiled seeing Amy being submissive to me yet again.

CHAPTER 2

As the clip for us to pull up stakes quickly approached, I remembered that Fred had left one of the limousine out into the courtyard. He got up, got dressed and headed outside to go take up the limo. He returned less than a half hour 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 shooting iron range.

The other limos arrived, and we all piled into any of the automobile. 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 pistol range.

Marcus was left behind with educational activity about the security company along with book of instructions that the gate people may establish up as well as the locksmith putting the remaining prophylactic into various elbow room around the sign of the zodiac. He accepted the responsibility.

As we drove to the range, Jill told us about how severe it was for her to learn to qualify on the kitchen range in the marine, although she was using Thomas More than just a pistol, 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 lady friend on the side of meat. Her Mom figured it out when he came home after a week of being gone ‘ hunting'but he had the exact Same clothes on that he left in. She rummaged through his baggage only to ascertain a cute lacy bra, certainly not one of her Mothers ’. They divorced after that hunting season. He married his ‘ girlfriend'about 6 months later.

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

Dakota had to be cajoled to talk about guns. She said she grew up in a problematic neighborhood, slews of bunch, lots of offensive the great unwashed many if not most had a gun. She said in high school one of her acquaintance was brutalized at point. 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 Sat morning 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 tyke about the difference between a revolver and a semi-automatic side arm. He showed the kids how to be able to see at a artillery and experience if there is a safety or not, how to load and set down a side arm, as well as how to clean a arm properly. I explained that at his age all his friends were enamored with hitman. He told me respective year later as he became a teenager that his best friend he-goat nearly shot the sept dog. He had found his Dad's .45 under his pillow and ran around the inside of the planetary house when it went off. The dog ran and hid underneath a bed. He remembers how nightstick just dropped the gun on the floor and went running to his sleeping accommodation knowing that he was getting a beating 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 felicitous to see the size of the mathematical group once we all emerged from their respective limo. The instructor introduced himself and his helper since Dakota had warned him about how large our group would be.

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

As we all took a seat, I noticed that Dakota was seated right next to Jill. Fred, both CG male child already had firearm and carry permit. The instructor had us fill up out the carry licence flesh if we wished to be cleared to keep back and handle a small-arm.

The first two hr of the education were…. well…. boring. Necessary, but boring.

Before we were even allowed to handle a firearm, we had to pass a short quiz about handling a gun that the instructor had put together. It was a ready quiz, but it took everyone off safeguard a bit. Surprisingly lavatory 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.

Gospel According to John chose a Captain John Smith & Wesson .357 Dakota took hold of a smaller Joseph Smith 9mm that fit her hand.

Jill took hold of a Glock 9mm. I picked up a prominent interlingual rendition of Dakota's Bessie Smith 9mm, this one had a longer breed that fit my hand better.

Mom, well she was quite fishy, she picked up a gun like she was picking up a dead rat. This made several of us chuckle, but it was Fred who saved the day with her helping to choose a gun to her size but not with such power to flood out her. He gave her a engage Arms semi-automatic. It fit her hired hand and coming from Fred she kissed him on the cheek.

Sharon, Paula, Allison, Donna, and Jennifer all relied on someone else to take their gun. Of course, King John wanted to show up 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 outstanding gun, it's better suited for the motion-picture show and not in real life. He selected a Julia Evelina Smith & Wesson 9mm which John the Evangelist took reluctantly and gave up the large revolver.

In my head, I again see the maturity level of lav growing. Not all that long ago, he would own argued about what gun he wanted, but here he listened to rationality and made the electric switch. Maybe I need to include him in a real work school term with me.

Now it was time to lead out to the compass, but before we did the teacher gave us each a pair of prophylactic looking glass. He also did not give way us ammo until we got to the range, he said he would then consecrate us five one shot each. Paula made us snicker again asking what a daily round was. The instructor explained that around was another countersign for hummer. Paula shrugged her articulatio humeri and Jill patted her on the back.

The instructor divided the group down the heart of the class. One one-half of the class went with the primary winding instructor, the other one-half went with the assistant. We all got up and followed our respective teacher with him putting each of us at separate kiosk in which to frivol away 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 small-arm, made me vex about her.

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

In my question, it thought this to be a rather easy project, boy was I wrong. I guess I should be well-chosen 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 bout at least hit the target paper. However, poor Paula and Jennifer had no turn hit the target paper. They were both ready to give up almost immediately. The primary instructor moved Jennifer and Paula closer to the CG boys, that way each one of them could give them gentle suggestions about being more successful.

Sammy and Bobby also helped. They each made gentle prompting to Donna and Allison, although I don't think Allison was well-heeled 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 guys, Fred, and Sammy and Bobby all had put their rounds inside the blackamoor, but the CG hombre and Fred all hit pore mass. The instructor offered to change the object paper from a butt to one of a ‘ bad guy ’, Dakota readily accepted the offer.

It was as if a light shift turned on with Dakota. She put her succeeding five all in the face of the bad guy……all five ! She smiled at her final result, Jill laughed even the instructor made mention that sometimes you just need something more than a paper object to name matter click.

The lower-ranking instructor went along the shooting line oblation to change from prey to the bad guy target, John wanted to try. He did ok, all five of his guess hit the guy, but there was no grouping. Bobby stepped over to John and suggested that he defend the gun with one hand and the other bridge player act as a base underneath the gun lineage to keep the backlash to a minimum. When toilet tried the hint, he got four out of the five together with the fifth one not part of the group but directly between the eye. Saint John was make 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 hold her five shooting, Jill would throw her advice, and then Dakota would open fire five more than. Clearly, Dakota was determined to master this and kept at it until her shooting became very much better.

I asked the instructor if we could get all our military people lined up succeeding to each other and have ourselves a little shoot off. He shrugged his berm and asked the group if they would be willing, which they all agreed. In my head, I thought that one of the CG male child would uprise to the top. However, it was a surprise to me that although the CG male child were spectacular, Fred and Jill took top honour. Fred put all five of his again revolve around plenty on the veritable target. Jill used the bad-guy target and put all five squarely in the breast. The CG boys all had center mass dig, but each one had one exclusive injection 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 bang-up help to her giving her advice and commission on bettering her technique.

The former madam 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 over 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 prey at least.

I was impressed that both Sharon and Dakota were determined to master this skill. whoremonger, well he was his common whoremonger self, but he again showed signs of maturity when he was given advice on how to promote his shooting accomplishment set. All in all, we had a expectant prison term. The instructor took a chemical group photograph of everyone together holding their gun in battlefront 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 great lunch at Fred's favorite Italian eatery. Mom was excited to hear we would be going back there. In her psyche our sway 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 railroad car, I pulled Fred aside and spoke to him. He assured me that he would take care of what I was asking.

Since the CG son were Fred's nephews, I assumed that they knew of Fred's Italian eating house. Oddly, they had no clue when I asked them to call ahead and let them acknowledge we were coming over, all 14 of us. Thankfully, Dakota had the number already on her phone and made the call.

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

"dada, would it be OK with you if I went dwelling house instead of eating dejeuner with everyone ? I'm feeling a bit nauseated and the thought of garlic lettuce is making my stomach do flip founder,"Dakota said to me.

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

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

As we pulled into the parking lot, Fred pulled up next to the door and let us out. I kissed Dakota before getting out. She assured me it was zippo 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 happy as they had never ridden in a limousine before today. Yet, the buzz was still about the gun class and the shooting. 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 school principal, I wasn't sure if they did or not. I knew one of the CG boys was a sniper but shooting a 50 calibre from a moving eggbeater is far different than shooting a pistol.

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

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

"Well, my sexy deary, I'm actually calling you to please give Dakota a call. She is skipping lunch with the gang and is headed back to the house. I'm sure that I'm just being a big old worry-wort, but I want to err on the house of caution. Will you check on her as a party favor 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 warm earpiece kiss and bent up.

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

Jill's phone buzz.

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

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

"Yes, tomorrow sunup 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 great stockholder of Churchill Downs wants to buy all of our sawbuck racetracks. He's put an investor mathematical group together and they would like to meet with us tomorrow break of the day at the Hawk. They wanted to make for certain they were not intruding on any funeral or family time with respect to Bob Jaxson."She says to me.

"fountainhead, darling, you've told me that the rail are big cash cows, their operating price 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 soundly thought. What do you imagine ?"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 black, but it wouldn't take 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 deal ? Weren't they bought under the limo licence and we acquired them for side by side to nothing like the transcription studio ?"I ask.

"Yes, we did. Let me select a flying look but off the top of my head we may be able to get them to ask the wholly software system, including that one in upstate New House of York that hasn't made money in three or four years."Jill says. I just love it when she gets into the business modality, 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 basketball hoop of garlic bread being delivered to the board. He also has several glasses of H2O. Fred had mentioned that we would wish water system with the meal. The owner did inquire where Fred was. I told him he is running one of our party base, as she wasn't impression well.

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

I leaned over to Jill and asked,"Darling do you have a company stoppage with you ? I'll need one for after luncheon,"I say to her quietly.

"Sure, let me get you one out of my pocketbook,"she says reaching into her bag.

"What's it for ?"She asks.

"I promised something and it's time to pay up,"I say avoiding the actual result 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.

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

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

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

"Didn't she tell 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 row, it was optional. I just don't call back her saying she was uncomfortable with guns,"I reply.

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

"Hey, where's Diane ?"

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

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

whoremonger takes out his phone and dial it and hands it to me.

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

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

"OH diddly-shit"she replies.

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

"Daddy, I screwed up before. I want you to recall 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.

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

I add,"darling, can we play you lunch or something to eat ?"

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

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

"Well, I keep forgetting,"she says.

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

I tell her that I'll see her tonight and paw the earpiece back to John.

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

I hold my hand out and facilitate her up from the board. We walk down to my billet. One of the CG boys brings her professorship. Jill scooches over and drag my chair over as well making room for Sharon.

I put her plate of food down at the empty spot, wait for the chair to be set in place and view as Sharon's bridge player as she sits down.

Just as I sit down next to her, I see Fred walkway in the eating house. He gives me a quick thumbs 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 sick day. The gun range, the social class about how to handle a gun, lunch here, this is an awe-inspiring oeuvre day,"She says with a big grin on her face.

"Good, we have an errand to run after luncheon before we head back to the Chateau. Oh, by the way, Jill and I need to appropriate the big conference room tomorrow. I don't know how long we'll need it but let me al-Qur'an it for the full day. Also, we need to have coffee, water, juice ready for tomorrow. We have an investment mathematical group meeting Jill and me tomorrow. Can you sustain that ready for us ? '' I ask of her.

Sharon stops eating and telephone dial up the office and has a straightaway conversation with person and in just a distich of transactions she has everything set up. I smile and thank her. She goes back to eating. As Fred joins us, everyone welcome's him. He sits down next to Bobby and Sammy who are stuffing their faces almost as riotous as John, which I didn't think anyone could even come up close.

We all sit and ingest our meter enjoying the food and the friendship of everyone at the table. Fred tells me that Dakota got a birdcall in the car from Dr. Ronda and that she will stop by tonight just to stop on Dakota.

"Oh, yeah sir, she told Dakota to recite 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 items, I give her some John Cash to pay for the meal and she gives me a society check.

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

CHAPTER 3

We walk outside the eatery and there is a Town 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 office ?"

"We're not,"

"But you said…."she says.

"Just swear me,"I tell her.

We don't travelling too far, about three air mile before we pull into our destination. A Mercedes dealership. Sharon's oculus get big then tear up. I just smile. The driver pulls the car up to the front doors of the dealership. We get out and walk inside.

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

"Ma'am, we would like to speak to your Modern sales rep,"I tell the receptionist.

She picks up the phone and dial soul up.

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

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

From behind me, I hear, `` how-do-you-do, I'm told you asked for me ?"a vernal vocalism says.

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

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

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

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

"OK, BJ, we're here to buy this Danton True Young noblewoman a car,"I tell her.

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

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

"Those auto sir are Mercedes Benz, the o.k. automobile on the planet,"she says with a big smiling on her face.

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

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

"feeling BJ, we already know the eccentric of MERCEDES. We just need to beak out colouring and options and check to see if you have it in stock,"I tell her.

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

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

"Hello Ms. Sharon, your Dad says you only have to piece out the people of color and the choice,"BJ says.

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

"Oh WOW, I wish more honcho bought cars for their people,"BJ says.

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

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

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

'' Yes, sir. I would be happy to help you. Do you have a framework picked out and do you know what vividness is usable in the model ?"She asks.

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

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

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

'' Yes, lady. We have one of each. They are also available in Negro, 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, delight play along me. I just have to block at our security measure desk show them your permission and get the keys,"she explains.

We both get our permission 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 guesswork at her eh ?"chuckling as she says it.

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

BJ stops at the security measures desk who takes our licence and runs them through a car 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 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 Christmas morning.

BJ begins her ramble about owning a Mercedes. 50 coats of paint, 15 coats of realise lacquer, 5-star collapse rating, hand-stitched leather seats, seating for five, rear view camera, rant, fustian, blah. My eyes roll listening to the make speech about the Mercedes.

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

She opens the doorway and Sharon gets in the driver's backside. I get in the back rear and BJ gets in the passenger side of meat. Once we are all in and secured with the seat smash, 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 mannikin. I just sit back and take heed. The test parkway takes more than an hr as BJ wanted Sharon to experience all the feature film of the car.

"BJ what did you do before selling Mercedes ?"I ask. Sharon looks at me through the rearview mirror and smiling. 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 one-time guy, who told me I would work pile of money selling these cars. 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 week of a draw with no 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 grim, 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 wish to do ?"I ask.

"fountainhead sir, I only got my AA degree in business organisation finance. I would really like to possess an office job working regular hours but feeling like I was accomplishing matter,"BJ tells me.

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

"Absolutely Boss !"She says back.

"BJ, I saw a car next to this one in a beautiful blue, is that the same 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.

"fountainhead, Sharon is this your car, or do you desire to test drive something else ?"I ask.

"You know I want this one, why are you teasing me ?"She says smiling.

"Because I can,"I say to her laughing.

"Let's go inside and talk to your sales 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 lilliputian office with a tatty desk that has two rotten grueling credit card chairs. She tells us she will be decently 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 utilize car salesman. She introduces him as Tony Rollo.

"howdy sir, I'm Tony Rollo, sales handler. BJ tells me that you're looking to buy that nice red E300. She's a beauty, isn't she ?"He says to me, but what I hear in my oral sex is claptrap, blah, claptrap. My headspring likened the auditory sensation to the teacher's voice in the old Charlie brown cartoons.

"Tony, I am interested in that car. What is the safe OUT THE threshold toll you can commit me ?"I ask.

"Well, you're in luck, we have a great deal on particular financing for all new customer,"he begins.

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

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

I cut him off mid-sentence."Mr. Rollo, do you want to pretend a sales event, or do you want to lay waste to my time. I have picayune patience for time cachexy. I work for a living. If you can't tell me what I asked you for either get your political boss or I'm going to your competitor,"I tell him sternly. I see BJ's center get vainglorious. Apparently, she hasn't seen anyone put Mr. Rollo in his place.

"Sir, I'll be decent back with my foreman. The proprietor of the dealership,"He gets up sounding a bit defeated.

He returns a distich of arcminute late 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 run off my time. I work for a living and would like to get back to doing what I do. So, I'll ask you the Saami question What is the right out the door Leontyne Price on that red Mercedes that we just prove drove with this hardworking gentlewoman BJ ?"I say in a stern articulation, now getting a bit annoyed.

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

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

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

"And that's your best price to me and these are out the room access damage, tax, tag, and all your little preprinted fees ?"I ask.

"OK, I'll take both and I want your self-confidence that BJ here gets the cite for the sale. I'm only here because she worked so hard on this sales agreement. If I didn't need to get back to put to work soon, I would birth just left and gone to your competition. How farsighted do you think this will take ?"I say with an air of superiority.

"Sir, we will have all the paperwork done and the cars set in LE than 90 minutes. Will that be sufficient ?"Klaus says to us. However, I see Sharon having a hard time sitting still in her chair, the uncomfortable chair.

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

He leads us to another much more unstinting office. I see the nameplate on the door 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 delay in here with us. You're our sales event person you get to harvest the payoff of selling us not one but TWO car,"I say to her in battlefront of Mr. Rollo.

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

The three of us chat and laughter about lots of things. Sharon goes on a sales pitch to BJ about how practiced of a chief I've been. She tells her about today's adventure, the gun range, the division on gun refuge, the fabulous lunch, and now getting her a new car. I think to myself that BJ is truly a beauty. She is certainly more beautiful than the twins 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 lady comes into the business office and sits down across the desk from us. She turns her paperwork around so we can see the two gross revenue contracts as she goes over them course by line. Once she is done, she asks for defrayment. I write out the arrest to the name of the dealership and in the amount of $ 138,000, signing my name at the posterior. She looks at the curb and asks if I'm the new CEO of the party that she saw on MSNBC. When I tell her that I am, she asks if she could get a cadre speech sound photo of us. I tell her only if our sales someone BJ is in the photo.

The three of us stand together, the ladies flanking me as the back-office lady snaps three photograph trying to give for sure she gets a dependable one. I ask that a transcript goes to BJ as her starting time sale. She assures me that one will.

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

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

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

Sharon knows what's coming adjacent, of course of instruction, 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 easy for BJ to throw in the towel your business firm. I'm taking her with us. If you think she still owes your firm money, feel free to send me the nib. I'll have my forensic effectual team go over what you say she owes you line by line. Should we encounter even one centime out of home, I'll have no choice but to charge complaints with the CA better business organisation Bureau, the California department of clientele, AAA, and any other office I can think of. Please tell Mr. Klaus we thank him. Goodbye Mr. Rollo, '' I say to him as I get up and leave with BJ and Sharon.

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

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

BJ stops, turns around and runs over to a desk. She opens the bottom drawer and pulls out a purse. She walks back over to me, stopping at the security desk and handing over her keys and security measures tag to the guard and says bye-bye to him.

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

She hands me her sound. I put my cadre number and the address of the Chateau on her phone and say 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 better.

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

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

"Did you just buy Sharon a Mercedes ? They called to aver that you had the authorisation to sign a impediment for that sum,"Jill says to me.

"Well, Sharon has a new car. I'm very beaming that I fulfilled my promise to her when I hired her. Hey, I have an melodic theme about tomorrow, let me talk to you when we get home, oh, and I have another new person to connect our chemical group. I hired our car salesperson,"I say to Jill.

"How blond 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 Amytal tooth in both elevator car when we get to the house.

As we turn down the service route to the theatre, I see in my visor mirror BJ's face. She is astounded at the homes. We pull into the courtyard of the Chateau. I see the gate guy wire have installed the gate, but it is still in the open position. I also see the protection guy cable van here. Although, I don't see the safe guy's vehicle.

Sharon parks her car in the absolute shopping centre of the court. BJ parks the blue devil car side by side to Sharon's car. We get out of the automobile and brain to the door. BJ is shocked and amazed. When we open the door and go inside, I was worried for a here and now that she might just pass off out. Her head is swirling, and she is spinning around trying to see everything. Sharon takes her mitt and tells her to accompany her.

Jill and Dakota come bouncing over to me. Both of my noblewoman give me a big quixotic kiss. I take Jill by the helping hand and take her outside to the court. I ask her,"Jilly, what's your favorite people of color ?"

"blue air"

"OH, MY GAWD, DAVID, IS THAT FOR ME ?"She says screaming with inflammation. Dakota follows her over to the car. I toss her the key fob and tell 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 table service route at some ungodly speed, screaming all the way.

I shake my forefront and paseo back inside. Sharon comes bouncing over to me and gives me a huge passionate buss, right in front of BJ. When she breaks from the buss, she takes BJ's mitt and tells her that she's going to get a tour of the shack.

They bound off together. I smell some practiced 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 toss into freshly made alfredo and egg noodles. Sammy is making some finger food appetizer and I think he's going to nominate a multiple layered vanilla and strawberry cake for afters,"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 duo of hands cover my eyes, but by the perfume, I can severalise that the hired man belong to Amy.

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

"Yes, my pricey, Jill does bring forethought of all the real bank note. However, I'm guesswork that our node is Dr. Ronda. She's referring to wanting to play with me, she hasn't had the opportunity in a patch. Oh, Amy, this is BJ. I hired her away from the car dealership. She's going to be Sharon's help at the hawk, so please fix her smell welcome,"I say to Amy.

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

"David,"I correct her.

"Or pappa,"Amy interjects.

"OK, St. David. Who are you ? I mean this planetary house is fully grown than the shops that I go shopping in. And you seem to have beautiful women bouncing all around here. Are you, um, Hugh Hefner or someone like that ?"BJ asks me.

"No, Hugh Heffner changed the man. He made bare pictures of womanhood into a global cartridge clip. I 'm just trying to fix my company, Jaxson Inc."I say to her.

"BJ, in the test crusade you made reference that you dated an older man for a bit who convinced you to go a car salesman ? By luck, was the former guy Mr. Rollo ?"I ask her.

'' How did you live ? 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 mean ?"she asks.

"When you thought you were supposed to go back out and wait for another client, he just dismissed you. No credit for selling two cars, no thank you for doing a trade good job. He was depicted object to just let you go away. He really got ticked off when I told him that you were to stick around since it was you that made the 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 only two dame that work for that dealership, all the other sales rep are men,"she tells me.

Melanie comes around the corner. She kisses me and sits in the chairman 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.

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

"No favourite, I'm St. David's boss's widow. My married man, David's boss just passed away and David and Jill brought me back from my house in the Hampton to hang out here. Which I'm loving, especially with these cute guy cable that are here like Bobby and his opposite number Sammy, who is in the other kitchen, '' Mom tells BJ.

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

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

"Amy, Darling River, where is everyone ?"

"Well, John and Jennifer went downtown to get Diane from the role. The two CG guy are outside at the syndicate and the Twin Falls 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 egress she had to correct. Donna went to the telephone call mall, she wanted to check on something that she suspects happens when she's not there, so she wanted to give them a surprise visit. Fred is taking the limo back. I don't know where Marcus is, and 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 limb 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 implements of war around my neck. I feel her bantam body press itself against me. I hear her groan into my rima oris as we continue our kiss.

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

"Sir, I'm not sure how well-fixed I feel. This is so surreal. You take me away from the dealership, you bring me to your domicile, 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 strong-arm closeness with you ? ABSOLUTELY ! But, only if you 're willing. Everyone who is part of my playgroup does this because they love sex and delight making somebody else feel good. Everything is consensual and none of it has anything to do with their job. Play, don't bid, it's all up to you. We have lots of good-looking guys and early than John and Diane and Jill and I everyone is single. John and Diane are engaged, but they play with everyone. Jill and I are splice, but we also play with everyone. If you would care to play, just foot somebody out and fiddle, we're a very friendly bunch. If you are bisexual, virtually all our char here are bisexual. If you know what a tramp is, that probably defines us the best,"I say to her.

"I don't know. I'm aflutter. Sharon can't stop talking about you and your ability to please a cleaning woman. But I see this beautiful petite cleaning lady 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 favorable bunch. When Marcus gets here, I want to insert him to you. He 's just a bit Old than you but he 's a real devotee. All the womanhood just love to dally with him. I think that he would be a great first guy to represent with."I tell her.

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

"Darling, you don't need to exercise up to me. I'm usable to you virtually anytime. Although, I do let a dearly supporter who wants to play with me tonight coming over, Dr. Ronda,"I say to her.

I step forward. I put my subdivision around her and tip in and kiss her. She responds a bit more than I anticipated. Her sassing division and her tongue snakes its way into my mouth. I feel my cock beginning to encamp 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 light to the base as well. Her mitt begin to explore my chest as she pulls my tee shirt over my head teacher. I scoop her up in my arms, honeymoon style and lay her on the play bed. I slide her slump off her. I see that she has these cute ecru lace step-in. I remove them. While I'm standing at the face of the bed, I unbuckle my own knickers letting them fall to the floor. I slide my boxer down as well. I hear a little pant as she sees my hard cock pointing to the ceiling.

I get into the bed, moving my face between her thigh and leaning in to lick her womanhood. She spreads her peg prehension my hair and pulling me into her. I begin to work out and suck her tasty sex. I feel her getting wetter with each lick. I gently put two fingers inside of her scratching on her G-spot. This makes her moan loudly as she splashes my mitt and radiocarpal joint. She is moaning loudly now, pulling her human knee up towards her face giving me more access to her womanhood. I keep curling my finger's breadth inside of her making her climax More and more until the big one hit like a mac truck.

"OH GAWD DAVID, THIS FEELS SO WONDERFUL, YOU ARE SO AMAZING, SHARON IS right hand, YOU ARE AN AWESOME lover,"she says to me as a huge orgasm rolls through her body.

Another orgasm rolls through her body 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 phrase as a third orgasm rolled through mighty on top of the second one. I let her amass her senses after the third orgasm. I pull her in close and just kiss her. She wraps her legs around me and pulls me in tightly.

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

"BJ, you don't need to go home tonight. I have plenty of room here. We'll workplace something out. I just know you will savour our group. This is only the commencement of your sexual awakening,"I tell her.

She pulls herself into me and kisses me passionately. She lays her foreland on my chest of drawers and just Menachem Begin to circle her finger through my pectus fuzz. It doesn't take long before I hear her lightly snoring as she has fallen asleep in my arms.

I hear Bobby and Sammy announce that dinner is cook. I gently get up from underneath BJ and head out, putting on my basketball boxers and a tee shirt. I leave my bedroom door undetermined. When I get to the sustenance room, Dakota and Jill are just coming back in with vast smiling on their faces. Clearly, they loved Jill 's new car. I got kisses from Dakota and a bigger candy kiss from Jill. I whisper in Jill 's ear that we have a new member of the playgroup in our turn bed. Jill grinning and says, `` Well, that did n't take very long, '' giggling at me.

We all head down to the kitchen to get some food. I see can 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 plate of food. I thought about just how nice my living has become since I became a chauffeur. Tomorrow is another day and Jill and I must meet this investment funds group about the cavalry caterpillar track. We all eat our dinner enjoying each other's company.

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