C. Charles Fenwick was 42 years old, affluent beyond his pauperism, alone in the man. His given name is Chadwick. He cursed his parents for naming him Chadwick Fenwick. What a stupid name. He went by Charles I in the commercial enterprise world. His fold familiar called him Lake Chad. They were associate ; he really had no one he called a booster. Charles I had been successful in business, he had a knack for it and a drive to succeed. He had a beautiful wife and a Loretta Young son. Then ten twelvemonth ago he lost them both in an auto accident. In his grief he shut himself off from the world, turning his mind completely to making money. He did n't care who may be shunted aside, stepped over, discommode. He would succeed, spectacularly. Oh sure he had his physical penury. Those reappeared after two or three years. But he could never kick in himself over to anyone again. He could n't expose his heart to the jeopardy. So he had associate. No one he would shout out a girl. His current fellow was a 26 yr old lulu. magnanimous house knocker, wide hips, dark hair's-breadth, dark eyes. She could suck up his putz like no former and taunt him to debilitation. She was hot and quirky and there for his motivation. But he knew she enjoyed his money, while he enjoyed her soundbox. She was n't a woman of the street or address girl, just a Young woman enjoying some of the finer thing in life. And C. Charles Fenwick did enjoy the finer things in life. Starting with his penthouse flat. A retinue of rooms overlooking the ballpark. He employed a chef to ready meals as needed and a housekeeper to make indisputable everything was in order.

Tonight he waited for his companion Bailey to arrive. While enjoying a chalk of good wine he thought about something that had happened on his way plate. He often walked home to revel effective weather and had no trouble ignoring virtually masses on the street, walking past them in his own cosmos. Tonight though, just a dyad blocks from his building he passed a young panhandler. A disheveled woman, wan, tired looking. As common, he would have walked by, but she caught his eye. He looked again. trench patrician eyes, somewhere between promising and hopeless. He stopped, took out his billfold hoping he might give birth a buck or two. He rarely carried cash, who did these days, but he found a twenty. It seemed a bit much. What was he thinking, he could light cigars with a twenty dollar bill and never notice. He dropped it in her basket.

'' Thank you sir. '' Her voice, tired, but pleasant. He looked at her again, then passed on.

Why was he thinking of her now ? Maybe the novelty of the billet. Just another unfortunate. Maybe a druggie ? soul who lost in this game of life ? The door buzzer. That would be Bailey. He forgot about the beggar as he let her in. She 'd brought a supporter. This was promising to be an interesting night.

'' Hey Chad, this is my friend Kenzie. I brought her over to party with us tonight. Bob Hope you do n't listen ? '' intellect ? Here was another hot young babe half his age. She had straight blonde hair, browned eyes, a pissed little ass and chirpy tits. She also had a perky personality and practically bounced into the flat after her friend.

'' Sure no problem. Welcome. ``

'' See, I told ya Kenz. And look at this place, and the view ! ``

Kenzie looked around. `` Wow. '' Then she looked at Charles. `` Wow. '' Now this was a fille who knew how to ingratiate herself with her host.

'' Wine peeress ? ``

'' Yes ! '' `` OK, thanks. ``

They settled on the sofa, one girl on either side of Charlemagne. Pearl Mae Bailey was already running her hand over his thorax. Kenzie was still looking around, wondering how thing would go.

'' Chad, I missed you, it 's been a few days. ``

'' Sorry Bailey, work has been officious. But I do have time coming up. I thought we could go up to my lake house, expend some time on my boat ? ``

'' sang-froid. Yes, just evidence me when. ``

Materially repel people were so easy for Charles II. Dangle a dinner, or a boat, or new earrings and their whole mentality changed. It was the same in business. Now Bailey was properly motivated. She slipped off her shirt, letting him see her handsome boob in the new red lacing bra.

'' ejaculate on Kenz, show Chad what you 've got. '' Kenzie needed no more encouragement. She too removed her shirt and quickly lost her bra. Two upturned B cup tits now awaited Charles'attention. He lifted Kenzie onto his lap and began sucking at one pointed nipple, and then the other.

'' Why do n't we fill this inside ? '' He was definitely getting a piece of this hot new ass tonight. Oh sure he 'd have hatful for Bailey too. He was in goodness conformation for his age, but kept a pedigree of pills to ensure he performed like a guy their age. They moved to the king size bed down the residence hall. This was an surplus room he used for these type brush. None of his visitant were allowed into his private bedroom.

Charles stripped and positioned himself against a piling of pillows. In addition to line acumen and wealth, he was also blessed with a fairly impressive hammer. It was a ripe 7 inches, a good heaviness too. If asked he told adult female it was over 8 inch. Who 's measuring, and it usually excited them. His turncock was heavy and standing proudly. Kenzie again said, `` Wow. ``

He almost said the Same thing when Kenzie dropped her pants and thong. She was obviously a natural blonde. Wispy light hair collected on her mound above her cleanly shaved lips. Bailey was completely bald, but this was a nice change. He knew then what he wanted. He slid down a fiddling on the bed.

'' Pearl Mae Bailey, I 've got something here that needs your attention. '' Yes it did, and she was just the cocksucker to take attention of it.

'' Kenzie, up here, I feel like I need to get better acquainted with that cute pussy of yours. '' Nathan Bailey got to ferment on his cock, sucking it into her oral fissure and expertly using her knife to tease his entire distance. Kenzie scooted up on the bed and squatted over his boldness presenting her pussy to him. He pulled her down and prodded at her with his clapper. Then licking her slit and sucking at her button to get her going. He savored her wetness, slipped two fingerbreadth into her tight cunt and fucked her that way as he licked up and down tasting her, inhaling her sweet nip. This was expert. He liked a sweet Lester Willis Young pussycat in his face. He was n't so concern about her getting a lot of pleasure, Chad just wanted that refreshing newness. Pearl Bailey was occupy servicing his pecker and in a few minutes he 'd fill her with his cum, but a nice new pussy to taste before filling it with his cock was Charles I'idea of a good eventide. Pearl Mae Bailey would be back for gravy holder and jewelry and squeamish dinners, but this might be a exclusive slam at her booster. He knew how young charwoman were. If he spent too much fourth dimension on Kenzie, then no way Nathaniel Bailey brings her around again. Kenzie was now grinding on him. His fingers had found a effective topographic point, she was rocking her rosehip rubbing her pussycat on his face, his lose weight byssus would be coated in her succus. Bailey was doing her trump on his pecker, but Chad was getting into this blonde cunt more that he usually did. For him womanhood were a release to be had as needed. He was never abusive or cruel, he just did n't have the time for romanticism. Nor the desire. It was a physical act, gratifying certainly, but a satisfying of a pauperization. Kenzie, began tensing and cumming, he pinched her pointy nipple and she went off, dripping her female person cum. That was it. He needed this blond cunt, now.

'' movement over Bailey. '' She sat back. She might be a small concerned. Was he disappointed in her, not satisfied ? Charles flipped Kenzie over on to her knee. He positioned his cock at her puss and force back it trench. She was n't expecting his length AND cinch and cried out.

'' Sorry. '' He backed off and found the aright deepness, then held her slender hips and fucked her relentlessly, shaking her, her blonde hair whipping back and forth as he drove his pulsing stopcock into her. Then reaching his peak he felt his solid body grip, a moment, and spillage. His hot cum coating her interior. When he 'd emptied himself he sat back. He looked at Bailey.

'' It would be a ignominy to let that go to do in. You were working for it anyway. '' Maybe that was a little mean value. But he did get off on watching two charwoman together and watching Pearl Mae Bailey lick his cum from his latest subjection, her Friend, that was too good to make it up. He 'd have to have his office assistant pick up something gracious for her. Pearl Bailey, looking a little dismay rolled her supporter over onto her back and set to licking his cum as it dripped from Kenzie. He was n't sure if Kenzie was into female child on miss but she seemed too spent to fence. Instead she said,

'' Chadic language, you 're so big. I 've never felt one like that. '' He smiled at her. He knew she was partly trying to gain party favour, but hey maybe she had n't been with such a fountainhead endowed guy before. He was n't worried that he 'd just dumped his cum into her. A span years ago he 'd had himself fixed. He was n't bringing any more kids into this stinking world. And he did n't require anyone trying to bribe or blackmail him. They could have his semen. But no one was getting any sperm. He was free to fuck who he wanted. He paid a very skillful doctor a lot of money for veritable testing. Such is life.

It did n't look that Kenzie really got off from Nathaniel Bailey 's efforts but at least her puss was make clean. And watching them had kept his cock at half mast. He liked it that way. Still farsighted than most guys and ready for action with piffling more effort. Bailey had finished with Kenzie and was now laying by him, rubbing her nails on his prick. He was going to take in to fuck her tonight or she 'd pout. He might soon need to be active on from her. At some dot you could n't feature them leading you around by your cock, making you want their pussy. There would be tears, there always was, then she 'd be gone. He 'd do without for awhile, but eventually when the pauperization arose, he 'd see a probably girl and it would start up over. But for now, she was still amusing him, and she had hot Friend. He 'd pass on her a right fucking, assure her, then suffer some peace of mind and quiet when they left.

He was soon potent. Bailey got on top and mount his severe putz. She could take most of him, so that was nice. She told him how hot he was and how his Brobdingnagian shaft filled her and excited her. She came twice, then worked him with her pussy until he filled her. She settled on him. Letting Kenzie know that he was hers. They left after a late dinner party. He 'd probably commit something to Kenzie. He usually did n't the start time or so with a new girl. He wanted it plain that he was n't buying them. But she was good. He liked that blond pussy of hers. Who knows, maybe she 'd become his steady. Would n't that fuck with Bailey 's head ?

When they were gone he looked around the apartment. Mrs. Williams would grouch about cleaning up after one of his fuck sessions. But what did she expect ? The flat was spacious. A kitchen and dining elbow room, prominent living room, his common soldier bedroom, the fuck way and a smaller guest room. He did n't often have guests, but sometimes weather condition or effect in the city booked up the adept hotels. He relaxed with a good Scotch, sated. It had been a good eve. But something nagged at him.

Days went by, his evenings a mix of workplace and events. As with well-nigh moneyed men he gave, generously he thought, to Polymonium caeruleum van-bruntiae. It helped to relieve any guilt that could creep in from the wealth he enjoyed. Still he passed by nearly people on the street without a thought. Then one evening walking home, on a different street, across from where he was, he saw her again. He stopped and looked to be certainly. Yes, he was certain. He made his way across and stood by her. Had he been thinking about seeing her again when he had his help get alteration for him ? She seemed to be wearing the Saami soiled clothes. Her hair's-breadth needed a just washing but otherwise there was no distinct smell. She did n't smell like alcoholic beverage. He dropped a 50 in her basket.

'' Bless you. '' She said reflexively, then seeing the 5-0 on the circular, looked up in blow. `` Oh, you again. Thank you so much. ``

'' Let me see your teeth. '' He 'd asked before thinking.

'' Oh, no sir. I do n't suck cock, even for 50 dollar bill. If that 's what you want you can have it back. I, I have n't sank to that yet. No sir. ``

C. Charles Fenwick looked down in surprise. She thought HE was going to buy a blow job ?

'' No, no, no young peeress. I 'm not soliciting. But, please, show me your teeth. '' She made a grimace, exposing tidy, if slightly grimy teeth. `` No intoxicant ? No drugs ? ``

'' No sir. Just down on my fortune. '' He added another 20.

'' Do you stay at a tax shelter ? ``

'' With your benignity, I can. And get a good meal too. Bless you. '' Charles II nodded, then moved on.

At his flat, Mrs. Williams was grouching about cleaning up his extra room, as she called it. `` I 'm a proper Christian woman and to cleanse up after your riot, Mr. Fenwick. Well I 'd rather not.

'' Mrs Bernard Arthur Owen Williams, I 'm a single man and I will harbour how and whom I choose. If you do n't care to work for me, there are former apartments to houseclean in this city. '' She humphed and grumbled and gathered her supply. Then she slapped a paper on his table.

'' That is the bill for this week. And this will be my final examination workweek. Thank you. '' She left.

Good riddance he thought. He 'd bump someone else. Maybe person better to look at as they moved around the place. He was feeling needy again. Maybe time to call Bailey. Or, what was her Quaker 's epithet ? But he called Nathan Bailey. He was in a mood. Mrs. Williams had annoyed him. The floating girl nagged at him. Then there was the common business business organisation. He needed an electric outlet. Fortunately Bailey was fix and willing to be that way out. He supposed he 'd bear to consume her to the lake. Then maybe move on.

Nathaniel Bailey showed up two minute later. She was dressed, as requested, like a slutty tramper. fix to be used. Charles grabbed a fistful of her whisker, pulled her to him and kissed her hard on the mouth, using his other hand to roughly twinge her tit. She moaned and looked at him.

'' Does my strong man need his fornicatress tonight ? Are you going to use me ? Fuck me good with your big cock. ``

'' Shut up bitch. Just do what you 're told. '' He drew her in again, cupped her mound and pushed into her with his finger. Her unretentive skirt prevented him from entering her. She was not wearing underwear. `` In the chamber. '' He slapped her hard on the ass as she turned. She shook her ass at him all the way down the Marguerite Radclyffe Hall. MMM, he was thinking how he was going to use her tonight. When they got in the sleeping accommodation he had her strip, then pushed her back on the bed. `` On your knees. ``

Charles II was n't often this wired up. They 'd played rough before, and they 'd had sex in a variety of shipway, but he had a feeling she might be sore at the end of tonight. Oh well, she liked a bit of jolty material and the thinking of a weekend at the lake on his sauceboat, inaugural course of study solid food and wine-colored, and his big pecker, would help oneself make up for this evening. He wondered if she had doubtfulness, if this was all worth it. She took her position, at least he was n't tying her up. He got up behind her. WHACK ! 'Oh shit'rap ! 'oh fuck'Her ass would be red. Charles looked at the hand photographic print on her right ass cheek. Maybe she needed one on the left. WHACK ! darn, her ass was red. He grabbed her ass cheeks with both hands.

'' OW fuck, Chadic language. ``

'' Shut up '' WHACK ! Now both buttock were even. He held her and fed his cock into her. She took his length but winced each time he slammed into her ass. He fucked her operose, and deep, and fast. Then he spit on her asshole. She 'd know what was coming.

'' Oh god. '' Yes, his club was going up her ass. His pecker was lubed from her puss, then his finger invaded her ass.

'' OOOOOOOOHHHH ! '' whack !

He withdrew from her kitty and pushed his cock against her ass, pushing the head right in. Then he stopped.

'' Oh, oh, oh. '' He caressed her brass, teasing her, letting her anticipate another smack. He lightly tapped her cheek, distracting Nathaniel Bailey, then, pushed.

'' Oooooh roll in the hay. '' He was in, but he had a path to go. She bent her brain and waited for Chad to fill her ass. And here it came, in, in, deeper, his hired man on her sensitive ass nerve. More painfulness from his script than from his invasion. Her ass stretching. Then he was all the way in. A moment, then out, out until only an column inch or two remained, then slam. All the way. And now it was on. He fucked her ass, and fucked her ass. Grunting with his elbow grease. A few light slaps on her ass as he took her deep. Finally he came into her. He pulled out.

'' Get a wash material. Clean me good because it 's going back in your rima oris. '' She cleaned him, then sucked his cock. Then he fucked her, driving her sore ass into the bed with each thrust. When he at last came again he was fill. He looked over at Bailey. Pres Young, attractive. Too experienced to be sweet.

'' Should I suck you clean ? '' Now he felt a little bad. She 'd had her US for him tonight, but now he was relaxed.

'' I 'm sorry Bailey. ``

'' No, no that 's ok. You had a need.. ''

'' Maybe a bit too far. Really, clear the weekend of the 15th. We 'll relax, have fun. Sunbathe on the boat. I know some reclusive spotlight. ``

'' Thanks Chad. Do I need to get anything ? '' Chad leaned over and kissed her on the nose.

'' Yes. Get a new swim case. And something cute for dinner. order them to excite my account. ``

'' OOh, yay. Ow. '' She moved on the bed.

'' Maybe some lotion too. '' She smiled. Ah she was going to be a hard one to leave. bailey stayed for awhile. He listened to her go on about her supporter and work. It mostly bored him, but Charles figured he owed her some of his gratuitous time for putting up with his aggressiveness earlier. Finally she left and he relaxed. It was quiet. He had been able to relinquish some of his annoyance with the world, taking it out on Bailey 's ass. At least he had n't taken out the whips and chains.

The next morning it was cooler. As he waited for his car he saw the vernal lady begging for change. He walked down and asked why she was out here in shorts and a light-colored shirt. He 'd given her Johnny Cash just the other day.

'' Yes, you were generous, but money does n't last forever and I try to keep open some for laborious mean solar day. I did hold a full repast. I 'm grateful to you for that. '' As his car pulled up Charles thought a moment.

'' volition you come with me ? ``

'' I told you sir, I do n't have sex for money. ``

'' null like that. I 'd like to..to helper you. I want to ask a few motion. ``

'' Can I impart my few things ? ``

'' Yes. yes, we 'll put them in the bole of my car. I 'm on my way to mould downtown. Ben will drive and we can talk. '' She caught her hint. `` Is something amiss ? No one will harm you. ``

'' No, it 's ok. I 'll go with you. I 'm about at my wits end, I suppose I can take a prospect. ``

'' I promise, no one will harm you or treat you inappropriately. ``

'' Men are n't always so kind. ``

'' Yes I know. '' Charles had his driver open the tree trunk then gave him statement to call his personal assistant at the office with a list of job. Ben looked uncertainly at the cleaning lady. He was thinking his boss could probably find oneself person a picayune cleanser if he needed some action. Charles IX waited until the woman was in the car, then went around and got in the early side. The womanhood looked at the interior of the luxury sedan, then at Charles.

'' My epithet is Charles. What is your name ? ``

'' Amy. ``

'' Amy. trade good. Now I want to ask you a few doubtfulness. '' She stared at him with her deep juicy eyes. She nodded.

'' Do you do drugs ? ``

'' No. ``

'' Do you drink excessively ? ``

'' No. Some. Not a lot. ``

'' Why are you on the street ? '' She began crying. He wanted to advert her to guarantee her, but decided he should abide on his side for now. Through shit she tried to explicate. Thrown out of her home. scurrilous father. Teen pregnancy. Child 's male parent left. Could n't polish off college. Could n't bump a job. No home, no credit, no job, no hope.

'' You could n't find anything ? Surely .... ''

'' Easy for you sir. When you have nice things, you keep nice things. When you have nothing. And I 've tried saving every buck I can get. So I can ... so.. ''

'' So you can do what ? ``

'' uncovering my baby. They made me give him up. If it was n't for my dream, I probably would have been selling myself. But I want to be a right mother someday. ``

'' Oh jeez. Your kin abandoned you ? You have no one to deform to ? '' She just shook her chief then bowed it, sobbing.

The number one wood lowered the separation control board. `` Ms. genus Penelope says everything will be set up. ``

'' Thank you Ben. ``

'' Amy, when we get to my office staff, I 'd care you to go with my supporter Penelope. You may call her centime. She will see that you have a hot rain shower, new wearing apparel and a good repast. ``

'' Why are you doing this ? ``

'' If I said you reminded me of individual, can we leave it at that ? '' She sniffed away weeping and nodded her head. They met Penny who looked over Jacques Charles'new, well she did n't have intercourse what. penny was nothing if not super efficient. Charles never thought about bedding her, though his clientele companion often assumed he must be sampling such a tasty looking woman. But she was much more valuable to him as his assistant and they remained entirely professional. To the point where she was one of the few people who could shout out him out on some of his natural action. She took him aside.

'' Really Prince Charles, what 's going on here ? Street urchins ? Is n't that big boobed bimbo of yours enough ? ``

'' Bailey is n't a bimbo. But no this is nothing like that at all. Please get her cleaned, clothed and fed. Talk to her, as a fair sex. She 's still cautious with me. Oh and do you have a medico she could see ? Who knows how long she 's been on the street or in protection. And bump out how old she is. ``

'' Yes Charles. '' She looked uncertain.

Later that afternoon cent buzzed Prince Charles in his part and asked if he had a few second. He told her to come right in. She entered with a striking young womanhood behind her.

'' Amy Henderson, C. Charles Fenwick. '' Amy looked around at the modern place. No old wood paneling and dour heavy chairs. Charles'office had large windows ; it was light, aired, glass and metallic element. Charles the Great showed the women to professorship across from his desk.

'' Amy, you look very nice. How do you palpate ? ``

'' 1000 % better. Thank you both, but why am I here ? ``

'' Because of fate I suppose. You were in the right property and caught my eye and well, I 've never done this before. Oh sure I donate to diverse causes, but no not individually. ``

Penny spoke up. `` Amy is 24. She has a high school diploma and has actually attended some college courses. She has no stream regular root of income. Doctor Dowling says she has no seeming medical exam effect, pending bloodwork, no sign of drug use, nor sexual abuse. Somewhat malnourish, but now neat and healthy. What succeeding gaffer ? ``

'' I have an estimation. Amy, can I trust you ? ``

'' Yes. I do n't steal or screw. fountainhead, maybe some days when I 'm thirsty I may subscribe a piece of music of fruit from that stand on 57th. ``

'' Understandable. But if you were well fed and had a safe place to log Z's ? ``

'' I 'm an honest person, sir. I have my standards, despite how I 've fallen. '' Charles looked over at Penny. Penny rocked her read/write head, unsure of where this was going.

'' Ok, a marriage offer. '' Amy stiffened. `` No, your virtue is safe, though your ears may listen things. '' Penny rolled her eyes. `` My housekeeper quit on me this week. I have n't found a transposition. Could you subscribe to care of my flat ? Maybe run some topical anaesthetic errands for me ? I have a plain room where you can live. I pay well. '' Penny looked on surprised.

'' Carolus, what about ? ``

'' Yes, that 's the early part. ``

Amy, `` former share ? ``

'' Some even, I may entertain friends. Women. We will do as men and women do. You may hear us from your room. You are free to go out those nights if you choose, but hopefully you wo n't be offended cleaning up after us the next day. That 's what bothered Mrs. William Carlos Williams. ``

'' I 've cleaned up at the shelter. Would you really pay me ? I do n't really make very well. ``

'' Just cleaning and errands. I have someone who cooks. You 'll be looking to go on a dieting in no time. ``

'' I, I do n't know what to say ? And I have no obligations, you know ... ''

centime cut in, `` Ms. Henderson, I know from personal experience that Charles keeps his business, all business. If he touches you I 'll rip off his ballock. '' Amy put her hired hand over her mouth.

'' I suppose my answer is yes. ``

'' Perfect. centime, you have the rest of the afternoon off to take Amy shopping for apparel and anything else you feel she needs. I 'd revalue it if you 'd come with us back to my apartment after work so we can get Amy settled. ``

'' Of grade. Let 's go Amy this can be fun. ``

'' OH, I almost forgot. My affair in the car. I, guess I do n't need the clothes, but there 's a low bag with personal items. Can I get them ? ``

'' Yes, we 'll be taking the car home later. '' And with that the women left Charles to his thoughts.

C. Charles Fenwick sat back in his chair, his workforce behind his straits. Just what was he doing ? A bout caught the side of his nose, ran down to his lip. Was he getting soft ? No. It was something more than that. But what ?

Charles River, cent and Amy rode back to his apartment after Amy checked that her bag was there. She clutched it to herself as they rode. This time she was clean house, comfortably dressed and had hopes. And fearfulness. She was taking a fortune. She 'd be living in an flat with a single man. A very powerful, racy man. If this was all some ruse to use and abuse her, who would believe the tramp when she was found back on the street. The money spent on her so far was a pittance to Charles. But it was prison term to subscribe a chance. If worst came to worst she 'd let him have his way and move on. object lesson learned. She looked over at him. Serious, restrained, seldom smiling.

They arrived at his flat building. Amy took banknote that he used a key and pressed the P floor at the top. They were quickly whisked to the top of the construction. The elevator opened into a small lobby with only one room access available to them. Charles opened the threshold and allowed Amy and Penny to enter. Amy looked around at sumptuousness she could only imagine. To squall it an flat was the understatement of the year. High ceilings, wide open windowpane looking out over Central Mungo Park, all light colors, shiny, new, modern.

'' Welcome to my place Amy. I hope you will be comfy here. Let me indicate you around. '' They walked into the be area, comfortable furniture, a huge TV on the rampart, a bar, and room to think about. The lustrous modern kitchen, with all the appliances Charles'chef needed to devise repast when requested. `` The kitchen is yours to use. I 'll coordinate with you if Henri has put aside anything for a especial function. Otherwise feel unfreeze to hold yourself anything. You will not be required to cook for me. Keeping all of this spotless will be work enough. '' They walked past the dining room, Radclyffe Hall privy, then stopped at a large bedroom. A Martin Luther King size bed and I dressing table were the only furniture. `` This is, well to be frank, where I entertain woman friend. They rarely stay over, so you can curb this way in the morning to see if the sheets need cleaning and anything penury to be put away. They would go in that dresser. ``

'' The lash and chains '', centime added. Amy 's eye opened all-inclusive. A hand came to her face.

Charles, `` Yes, or dildos, boat paddle, strap-ons, all manner of sex toys. Some lady friend like to be spanked, so you may see shout. No one is actually injured. But you may detect some item that need to go back in the chest of drawers. Will that be a problem ? ``

'' No, your personal aliveness is to be no care of mine. ``

'' Good. oral presentation of which, the conclude room at the end is my personal bedchamber. It 's to stay that way. ``

'' Yes sir. ``

'' Oh and please, not sir. It makes you sound like an old English Samuel Butler. Charles will do. ``

'' Yes, of course. ``

'' Good, now let 's go back through the living elbow room. '' On the far side of the keep room was one to a greater extent room. It was n't as gravid as the former suite, but it was wide enough and had the same spectacular view as the animation room. `` This is your elbow room. You may deck or format things to please yourself. I will never figure without your permit. You have a private lavatory through that door. Is that agreeable ? ``

'' Yes. It 's so nice. And the panorama. ``

'' Tonight you relax, make yourself at home. Tomorrow you can initiate by giving the place a light going over. Familiarize yourself with everything. You may run whatever hour you choose while I 'm away during the day. As long as the place is spotless, it 's no issue to me how long it takes. Is there anything else you need ? ``

Amy put her brain down. `` You 've been so sort, but I was wondering. And you could hold it from my remuneration to repay, but ... ''

'' Say it, do n't be shy. As you see my best people are square. '' He nodded towards Penny.

'' Well, I would like to get a laptop computer or computer of some kind. I would expend my gratuitous time taking college line. I still have some pipe dream and things I must do. ``

'' Of course ! Penny, note that. We 'll get you set up in no time. Perhaps a desk in here to work at ? '' Charles IX almost seemed to smile. His own perceptions and any verification that they were correct pleased him. `` I knew there was something to you, yes I always support a soul bettering themselves. The WLAN here is excellent. But do n't spend all day every day inside. Now you can take the air the city with self-confidence. workshop, sojourn museums, take in the website. I 'll give you a key. come and go as you please. ``

Amy looked chagrined. In a day her life had changed. But would Charles realise her bountiful dreaming ? That could wait.

Charles proposed a pledge to his newest employee. Amy sipped at a vintage she could have never tasted before. `` potable up Amy. A fiddling wine-colored in moderation is no trouble. As long as you 're not emptying my bottles during the day. ``

Amy smiled. `` No I do n't fuddle much. It was a barren of money. And my father drank a lot. '' Her smile vanished.

Amy went into her room to put away her few clothes. Prince Charles talked to Penny on her way out.

'' Do you see anything here that fear you ? ``

'' other than that a cute Whitney Young noblewoman will be living in your apartment ? It will be a temptation. Sure today she 's still that bedraggled cleaning lady you found in the street. But I was with her clothes shopping. She 's ... .got potential. Do n't get melodic theme. Aside from that, no, I think she 'll work hard. I think she wants to please you and if one of her showtime persuasion is education that 's a good sign. Let her breathe Charles. This is a lot, suddenly. With your permission, I would like to mentor her. Meet with her every two weeks or so, help her make commodity determination. ``

'' just idea penny. Very thoroughly. I 'm glad that you 're on gameboard. Now I have a inclination of items here. Please contact Saint James the Apostle tomorrow and have him do some inquiry. '' King James I Fischer was Charles VII'attorney. He also did any dig Charles needed. Whether turd on competitors or entropy required for the business.

'' Certainly. '' cent left and Charles was alone with Amy. Not exactly with her, but in the same base. He went down to his suite to shower and then sleep. Amy sat on her new bed, in new pajamas, staring out at the park. She lay back and had her best night 's eternal sleep in ages.

The work was not unmanageable at all. Sure there was a lot of furniture and kitchen gadget that showed every fingerprint, but Amy found that she could get through the whole place in a couple of time of day. Two daylight after she moved in a tech person from Charles'office showed up and set up her new laptop. They 'd also commit over a desk and a pressman. She spent the afternoon getting reacquainted with the globe. There was a lot More out there than what she 'd gleaned from discarded newspapers. Penny called to set-up a meeting and to propose what she had discussed with Charles. Amy was more than felicitous to get a successful woman to manoeuver her. She 'd look for her advice on where right to take online courses.

Charles was in his part when James arrived with some information. He scanned the documents. Amy Henderson, honors pupil, cheerleader, college dropout, never married, one child, removed by DSS, then goose egg. He looked up at James II,

'' Anything else ? ``

'' Not yet Charles Stuart. I 'm working on it. These disc are not as public. But I 'll get hold them. ``

'' Good. ``

James left and Charlemagne was satisfied for the second. Now he needed early satisfaction. He called Bailey. Amy was cleaning up after dinner when the buzzer alerted them to a visitor. Charles looked at Amy.

'' Please finish up here, then stay in your way or go out. I have, company. ``

'' Yes, Charles. ``

Charles opened the door to Pearl Mae Bailey. She was dressed in a more book shirt and blue jean. It seemed Carolus was looking for a more relaxed even. She looked over his berm and saw the young char, dressed not all that differently to her.

'' Who 's that ? You did n't refer having anyone else. I could have brought Kenzie. ``

'' That 's Amy. She 's my new housekeeper. She will not be joining us. '' Amy made her way back to her room.

'' Nice ass. You doing her too ? Am I not enough for you ? Are you getting tired of me Republic of Chad ? '' Already she was getting that pouty look.

'' No Bailey, Amy works for me, but nothing like that. Stop being so needy. ``

Amy had her doorway closed, but she could n't help but get a line them. Apparently Bailey could n't wait to get down the hall to show her dedication to Charles. Certain matter came through the door.

'' Then let me suck your big cock Tchad. That 's it, mmm your big fat cock, all mine. ``

Charles the Great knew what this was about. Bailey needed Amy to hear. To roll in the hay that she was Charles'missy. To set limits.

'' Give me your cum Republic of Chad, down my pharynx. Ooh, so big, ''

Amy tried blocking it out. She went into her bathroom to change. When she 'd removed her clothes she looked at herself in the mirror. The girl had said she had a nice ass. She turned, maybe. She certainly did n't have the big teat Charlemagne'girl was showing off with her tight shirt. Amy 's had plumped up a bit during pregnancy, but a couple long time of special diet had her back to her master sizing. She looked at them, smallish, overturned, dark mamilla. She was still mostly hide and bones, but she 'd be able-bodied to occupy out a little with a full diet. There was so much food for thought for her to opt from. And total sizable dinner cooked by an expert. From the former elbow room came new phone, Amy knew what was going on. She returned to her sleeping room, put across her bed, naked. She could hear the sounds of sex through the door.

'' Oh fuck Chad, oh fuck, yes. Give me that cock, so big, have intercourse me hard. ``

And groans, and grunts and Thomas More cursing. Amy felt a wetness between her legs. She had n't had prison term, or desire to consider about sex while on the streets. She 'd spent more prison term avoiding improvement. Now she could hear Charles and his little girl Pearl Mae Bailey fucking in the support room. Bailey making sure she let Amy know she was receiving what she wanted and was entitled to. Charlemagne was hers and Amy better get no estimation. Amy placed her hand on her mound, found her button, rub her fingers along her pussy spreading her wetness, her hips raising to receive her hand. She circled her button, reminding herself of long lost feelings, letting go moans of her own.

Chad did give Bailey what was hers, his 7 inch, and naught more. He grunted as he plowed her pussy. Let her groan and carry on. He 'd occupy her soon enough. Let her finish her show.

Amy circled, slid her finger down, found her wet opening. She teased herself, cried out as she was reminded of past tense pleasures.

Nathan Bailey heard Amy as Chad slammed into her. The gripe was getting off listening to them. `` piece of ass me Chad. HARD. shtup me. ``

Amy felt it building inside. Now she pressed her script onto her clit rubbing directly on it. Faster, feeling a undulation coming, she arched her back, her toes curled, then it hit her. For the starting time meter in years, ohh so honest. `` OOOOOOOOOOOhhhhhhhhhh '' Then she relaxed, breathing deeply. She fell asleep. Satisfied.

Charles was finally there. He released his cum into Bailey. When he 'd done he pulled out. `` Let 's go into the bedroom. '' Bailey stood up. Before she covered herself she let some of their combined fluids drip on the floor. Let the slight gripe have something to clean. In the chamber, Bailey fucked and sucked Chadic until he was done. She made sure as shooting the bed sheet of paper would need a good cleaning.

The side by side morning Amy waited until Charles the Bald left for work. She thought it might be inept to see him, or to start cleaning up after his sex while he was there. get-go she got down and cleaned the floor of what she supposed was his semen. The girlfriend had mentioned his 'big cock'multiple time. Why was she thinking about this ? Amy HAD still had a bit of a tingle between her branch this morning. She resisted pleasuring herself as Charles would likely hear her. Maybe this afternoon after cleaning she 'd plow herself. That changed when she got to the fun room. As expected the plane needed to be changed. Out of curiosity she looked in the draftsman. There were all personal manner of sex plaything, some of which she could only imagine their uses. However, one target she knew how to use. A turgid black dildo, flexible, thick and long. Amy thought for only a moment before lying back on the bed, spreading her wooden leg widely and beginning to rub the tip of the rubbery pecker over her pussy. She was soon wet and able to enter the tip. Oh shit, it had been so long. book binding in high school she had fucked a few guy, some were good, some not so good. She 'd never had one this size and she wondered how close it was to Charles''huge putz'. The cerebration of a really cock so big, throbbing between her stage caused Amy to become more wet, to allow the dildo to stretch her and go further than her finger's breadth reached. She found a ripe astuteness and began fucking herself with the dildo while circling her clit with her finger. She was soon moaning in pleasure and well-chosen she had the menage to herself. When she was almost there she pushed the dildo in further and vigorously rub her clit setting off a powerful coming that sent a jolt to her cunt. Amy came down and relaxed a bit before cleaning up after herself. By the time Charles came home the apartment looked in force as new.

Charles the Great looked around. Satisfied, he paused a here and now, then, `` Apologies for death night. Bailey seemed to feel the need to announce herself. We 'll try to keep back our activities down the hall. ``

'' That 's ok. It 's your menage, you may think of however you want. No criminal offence taken. ``

He gave a pie-eyed lipped smile. `` You 're no Mrs. Williams. '' Amy bowed her head at his little joke.

Amy soon took time in the afternoon to cope with with cent at a coffee shop class down near the office. Penny turned over an envelope and another turgid folder.

'' Your initiative pay stub. In the folder you will find information on your new depository financial institution account, a debit entry menu and some human body to sign. We took the liberty of depositing your pay to spread out the account. Your future payment will be take deposited every other hebdomad. ``

Amy opened the envelope. She looked at the pay stub. Then at Penny. `` Surely there has been a mistake. I 'm a housekeeper who already gets room and board. This is far too much. ``

'' Honestly. Yes it is. But Charles is absurdly wealthy, has no family and remuneration well for work well done. I make far more than a personal assistant normally would. It 's his way. Reward him by bettering yourself. Someday maybe I 'll differentiate you more than about him. More than what you can find on the internet ? ``

Amy blushed. Yes, of row she had looked up C. Charles Fenwick.

'' You 're no tomfool. Of course you researched. I 'd await nothing less. Come back to the role with me. We 'll go over the papers, let you sign some bank documents and make sure you can use the money box app. Oh, you do n't birth a phone do you ? ``

'' No. ``

'' OK, we 'll submit forethought of that. Charles may require to meet you when he 's not home to foot up something for him at a store. Or some other errand. I 'm forever getting vociferation. ``

'' Oh, you may need to show me how the fresh speech sound work. ``

'' Sure, we 'll add that to our things to do. Also, have you given Thomas More mean to school ? You can afford to signup now. ``

They went back to the office staff and worked on several things. Amy was well-chosen to be getting her life-time in gild. She 'd be able to save money too.

The succeeding weekend was the 15th. Pearl Bailey showed up with her dish, far Thomas More than she 'd need for three dark, given that she 'd be naked half the time. On his gravy boat at the lake house Charles River allowed sun washup, even nude in secluded speckle, during the daylight, but expected everyone to dress appropriately for dinner and evening event. They would go out onto the lake in the morn and not return to the house until late eventide. There was room for citizenry to take a nap, or other bodily process, then variety for semi-formal dinner. Being there as Chad 's daughter made Bailey incandescence. Watching the slim Pres Young womanhood prancing around his apartment in jersey and shorts `` cleaning '' did not name her glad. She knew Chad must be fucking her.

When they 'd left, Amy was relieved. The tension in the room with Bailey was obvious. The miss hated her. Was jealous of her. Though Amy was a few class younger, Bailey seemed much more immature. Having things handed to you can do that. But what about her ? She was being handed things every day. Amy tried putting it out of her mind. She basically had a exempt weekend. A spectacular NY penthouse apartment to herself and money in the savings bank. Instead she was soon back on the net. Searching.

Charles did like getting away for a few Day. He worked a lot, but unlike some he did relish a little leisure time fourth dimension. Pearl Bailey was a fine companion. She liked dressing up, but she also did n't mind being nude painting in social movement of multitude. So daytime she could be found at the bow of the gravy boat sunning herself, unconcerned about the prying eyes of other guests. Charles the Bald usually invited a couple of business associate degree most of them a bit older who managed to show up with someone decidedly younger who was NOT their wife. His simply formula was, no one illegal. He was n't getting himself caught in that form of scandal. If someone got caught by his married woman with a 20 something gold power shovel, well that was n't his problem. At the minute the three young peeress were splashing in the water, their stiff young bodies on display. The men enjoyed the view, a good scotch and a better cigar.

Bailey dressed for dinner in a slinky piffling black clothes that would be so well-situated to slip off later. There was plenty of her bountiful titty on show. She had competition as everyone seemed to revel a well endowed fellow traveler. Bailey looked them over. At least hers were tangible. Henri had prepared a delightful meal, his assistant serving to the guests with the appropriate wine from Charles'personal root cellar. After dinner and lounging under the wiz the gravy holder returned to dock. To call this a lake house was absurd. While it kept the wood and rustic magic trick, it was all opulence. Wine flowed into the dark before the guests began making their way to their own suites. When Charles I and Nathan Bailey got to their elbow room she made to slide her dress off.

'' Leave it on. You look hot, '' He pulled her to him. Kissed her on the neck, then on the exposed swell of her breasts, his hired man clutching at her ass through the wearing apparel. Sliding his bridge player down, then up underneath he pulled down her bantam thong and waited for her to step out of it. Lifting her he carried bailey to the bed and set her down feather on the boundary. Charles unfastened his bloomers and liberate his throbbing dick. With his pants pooled around his feet he leaned into Bailey and impaled her with his firm prick. While feeding it into her over and over his hand roamed the silky stuff of her dress, feeling her Young body rocking and undulating under him. He squeezed her gravid tits and pinched her tit, rocking the bed as he pushed his rooster oceanic abyss. Bailey reacted, humping her pelvis up to encourage him, to allow him to reach her deepest parts.

'' Oh fuck Chad. Fuck me, fulfil my slit. I 'm your fucking whore. Fuck me. Use my puss. OH, OH. YES. You 're the safe. I 'm your bitch cocotte. I live for your turncock. I need your cum. Fill my cunt. ``

filling her he did. He 'd work up up a dependable bit watching the girls all day, then teasing him in this dress all night. She locked her legs around him as he deposited a large warhead in the far reaches of her vagina. Her snatch as she was calling it. Dirty talk was respectable. She WAS a serious fuck. And tonight a kickshaw for her. She could kip with him. He expected she 'd suck his severe pecker in the morning. It was worth it. Now he let her remove the dress, then clean up. Then she could get that sexy body up against him for the night.

Knowing they would be home Tues Amy spent all day Monday going over everything twice. When she 'd finished, she happened to mark the shut door at the end of the hall. Surely that way needed cleansing too. But he said it was secret. Amy walked to the door. If it 's locked then she 'd go back inside. She turned the door knob. It opened. OK, she 'd take aim a look. If there was anything valuable sitting around she 'd close the door and leave. There was null obvious. A King size bed. Standard article of furniture. Maybe even a little ex compared to the rest of the apartment. Curious about the sparsity of the room Amy carefully walked around the article of furniture. She dared not open anything and even now felt she was betraying a corporate trust. Then she noticed the simply item in the room. A exposure on the nightstand. oddment got the in effect of her and she picked it up. When she looked at it, she staggered back, hit her wooden leg on the bed and dropped the frame. The glass shattered sending shards across the forest floor.

'' oh shag oh fuck oh fuck. '' Trembling she picked up the frame. It was a photo of a young charwoman and she supposed, her son. But it was when she had looked at the char that Amy became woozy. The immature woman had the deepest dark optic. The font was different, but it was like staring into her own centre in a mirror. She managed to place the bod back on the nightstand. Then spent the succeeding hour ensuring that she 'd found and cleaned up every bingle speck of glass. But what had she done ? Would he fire her ? beef her back out onto the street ? She did n't cognise what to do. So she called Penny to excuse what had happened. Penny suggested they meet immediately. That evening.

'' Amy, I ca n't stress how serious this is. Charles expects and demands that multitude follow pedagogy. Right or wrong he feels that he knows what 's comfortably for him and his business. somebody going off course threatens him. I ca n't honestly say that this wo n't be flat coat for dismissal. It 's that unplayful. You 've betrayed his trust. There 's no greater sin when it comes to Charles. ``

Amy sobbed. Her eyes were already red from doing the same at the apartment.

'' Do n't cogitate tears and shame will move him. He 's got no time for multitude playing plot. What I suggest is that you immediately confess. hold your amiss doing, and place yourself at his mercy. But first, let me tell you a few things. ``

Penny explained about Charles'other life. His wife Beth and son Charlie from the photo. Charlemagne was a different man then. Sure he was successful, but he was a devoted father and husband. He always made time for his category. He had everything. Until the accident. Beth was driving up near their home in Westchester. They were hit by a motortruck on a subterfuge curvature. He was beyond devastated and only survived by diving 24/7 into his byplay. He had no meter for anyone else. It 's been ten years. `` I started with the company seven years ago. What you see now is ten years of chipping at the hard shield that had formed on him. You notice that there are no photos around the other way. None in his part. Just that one by his bed. ``

Around noon on Tuesday the threshold to the flat opened. Charles I and Nathaniel Bailey came in. Amy was sitting on the lounge her eyes red again, crushing a napkin in her hand.

'' What 's the matter Amy ? '' All in a rush Amy explained about cleaning and checking his room and seeing the photo and dropping it and she was so distressing and never again.

'' diaphragm. '' Charles was visibly angry. He paced. He clenched his fists.

'' I guess you 're outta here bitch '', Nathan Bailey smirked and reveled in her victory.

'' Bailey shut the fuck up. Why do n't you just get the screw out. ``

'' What did I do ? I never went in there. The stupid HOUSEKEEPER ca n't stick with ruler. ``

'' GET THE FUCK OUT. And do n't promise me. '' Now Nathan Bailey started crying. She picked up her bags and left. Slamming the threshold behind her.

'' Fucking cunt. '' Amy had n't heard Charles like this. She was n't sure enough which of them was the 'fucking cunt'. He was furious. Would he hit her ? He paced, flexing his fingers. Pounding a fist into his leg. He grabbed a professorship and placed it right in front of Amy.

'' looking at me. '' She looked. Then shifted her eye away. Her sassing trembled.

'' Do n't hit me please. I 'll leave if you want. I meant no damage but I betrayed you. ``

'' depend me in the eyes. '' She did. With every exploit she held his gaze.

'' I 'm dreary. '' He looked, and looked. Then she saw a tear in his eye.

'' I imagine now you know why I helped you ? '' She shook her headspring up and down. `` You have her eyes. I 've never seen those eyes before or since. When you look at me it 's like she 's here again for a here and now. I 'll get a new frame. You may add cleaning my bedroom to your job. He held her head between his paw. And.. ''

'' And ? ``

'' This is a foolish man talking. No obligation. Never ever is the earmark answer. You owe me nil because you 've already given me so much. But IF, you ever want to conjoin me in there, I will antecede every former cleaning woman. Absolutely No obligation. And I say that before I show you this. ``

Charles got up and went to his briefcase. He 'd received information he 'd printed out at the lake household. He returned to his seat.

'' James has been doing enquiry. I suppose it was the same you 've been attempting. But he has, uh, more assets to use. We 've found your son. He 's in a further home on Long Island. I 've had my multitude contact social services. It could take time. They need to check your situation, but I can bring certain pressure to the guinea pig. ``

Amy sat back. Fresh bout welled in her center. Her son ? Her Benji ? `` Really ? ``

'' benzoin Henderson aka benjamin Rotello, commonly goes by Benji. Age 6 ? ``

'' Yes. Yes. His Church Father is Rotello. A useless bastard. Drink, drugs. Liar. But yes, Benji 's father. ``

My people have done some research. He seems to be with a competent category. Well treated. But you are now gainfully employed by one of the more successful men in this city. cent and I can guarantee for your change in position. We have doctors reports to render you 're not an addict. Almost sure your son will be returned to you.

'' Oh my god. '' Without thinking Amy hugged Charles. unvoiced than she 'd ever hug a individual. He was caught off safety, hesitated, then wrapped his arms around her. She felt grand. But he needed to stop.

'' OK, ok. We still have oeuvre to do in this regard. As I said, it could take awhile. ``

'' Yes. Ok. Um. Why this, after I messed up ? I thought you would be furious. ``

'' I was. For a moment. But you meant no harm. But really, you do call for to learn the deviation between suggestions and orders. I 'll have Penny discuss this with you. ``

'' Understood. Now may I go to my room ? I have so very much to think about. ``

'' Yes, the seat looks immaculate. You are very safe at your job. ``

Amy had her regular Wed afternoon group meeting with penny. She enjoyed dressing in a line of work appropriate rig and meeting at the government agency. They worked on cleaning up any maw in Amy 's chronicle, looking for anything that could come up when the went before a judge. But she had no record. Had been successful in school when she had a chance. Had now enrolled in online course of action towards a grade. She was the unadulterated good example of a respectable individual who had had everything turn against her for awhile.

'' succeeding week we meet with DSS and sometime after that we go before a judge. ``

'' Will Charles be there with me ? ``

'' No, we 've agreed that it would be better to hold a womanhood, me, accompany you. We want to avoid even the show that you 're a kept woman, to use an old formulation. ``

'' Oh, but I do n't ... ''

'' Yes I know. But they do n't. '' Amy shook her head. Penny continued, `` So you got through your trial by ordeal with Charlemagne ? ``

'' He was very understanding. Kind even. So strange that a luck happenstance should create such a difference. ``

'' He 's fond of you. And charwoman to cleaning woman, maybe a little more. And I 've seen photos of his wife. He keeps some in his desk and insists that his airless associates see them to translate him. You do n't really look like her, but he sees something. ``

'' It 's the heart. When I looked at the exposure I was shocked. Like looking into a mirror. '' Penny looked at Amy.

'' I suppose so. Maybe it was the photo. ``

'' No, when he looked at me. low on the street, then yesterday. Yesterday, when he should have been angry. He melted just a bit. ``

'' Be careful. Know what you want. If he falls for you completely, who knows what that means ? ``

The DSS meeting was strenuous. Although she was well dressed and clean, to sit there and listen to your life being laid out. All your dirty wash. Your nonstarter as a mother to provide. Your failure to mate with a useful man. Your failure to follow basic sexual precautions. Her representative, an attorney assigned by Charles II pointed out that her sin were simply the mistakes of a XVII yr old girl, who then did n't have the sustenance system to help her. quite than abandoning her child she had tried, and admittedly failed, to provide. Now a fortunate Chain of issue has put her in positioning to be the loving female parent she 's always wanted to be. The officer asked what assurance there was that after having her nipper returned Amy would n't find herself without employment and again on the street.

Penny spoke up. `` If I may. We are prepared to tender Amy Henderson a five year contract to vouch continued employ. Furthermore, on culmination of her college point there is a standing offer for employ at our corporate spot. Even if she were to leave for some reason she would be able-bodied to back up her son. ``

'' Very generous. If I may get personal. Is there some other arrangement in this plenty ? ``

Amy began to do and was prepared to point how offended she was when penny put a hand on her arm and again took over.

'' I understand your question. Let me State Department, on my good name, that even when living on the street, being offered $ 50 for a meal, she stated in no unsealed terms that she would not sell herself. There is no wad pro quo. C. Charlemagne Fenwick makes these pass with no expectation of any favors, sexual or otherwise. Amy Henderson is free to allow her heart to decide what she does with her future. ``

Amy opened her backtalk and looked at penny. Then covered her blushing face.

The DSS policeman retired to another room to discuss the subject. When they returned they informed Amy that they were live up to and would recommend return of Benjamin Henderson to his mother. Amy broke down in crying and expressed her gratitude. There were still more step, but Penny had told Amy that this was actually very much a short cut. No doubt from Charles River'influence.

Over the next few weeks Amy fretted, concerned that something could go amiss. But former things had changed. She noticed, without anything being said, that Charles River had n't had any women over. Apparently Bailey was in his past. She lay in her bed. Wondering. Wondering if she was making a fool of herself. Wondering if she had the necessary experience. Wondering what it would be like. She assured herself that she was n't selling herself. She was n't giving her body to get her son back. She was n't reneging on self promises to regain her self respect. But she 'd been lucky. A twist of fate and in a practical instant her fortunes had changed. She got up from her bed erosion just a perch gown. Hesitantly she walked down the hall, paused and with a oceanic abyss breath knocked lightly.

'' Yes ? ``

'' May I come in ? ``

'' Yes, come in. '' Amy opened the room access. Charles was reclining in his bed reading. He put the record book aside. `` What is it ? ``

'' Charles.. '', she looked down. The moment of truth, `` will you bear me ? '' Carolus smiled. Not a smiling of triumph, but of happiness.

He pulled the plane aside still hiding his physical structure. `` Yes, Amy. If you 'll get me. ``

'' And no other womanhood ? ``

'' We 'll convert the other way into a play elbow room. biz, a pool mesa, whatever Benji likes. ``

'' And Benji ? ``

'' He 'll have your current room. And the finest education. All the chance that were taken from you. ``

'' And all I have to do is.. ''

'' jazz me. I have n't been loved in ten geezerhood. You 've cracked the scale. Release me. '' Amy slid the shoulder strap off of her shoulders. She let the nightdress slip from her. She stood nude person in front of a man for the foremost clock time in age. In many ways the firstly real man. Jacques Charles looked at Amy. Still mostly skin and clappers. She 'd added a few lb but needed more to suit her frame. He 'd had enough of the voluptuous girls in it for the fun and money. He could have nearly any type girl her wanted. But he wanted to be with the skinny new woman who had endured so practically. The one with the cryptical blueing eyes that melted his surd exterior.

Amy walked to the bed. She slid in alongside Charles VII. He held her, she moved against him. She tentatively touched his chest, put her point against his articulatio humeri. She was n't quite sure enough what to do next. What did he bear ?

'' You 're the first adult female to share this bed with me. We can just sleep tonight if that works for you. ``

'' I 'd like that Carolus. ``

'' You can phone me Chad now. '' Amy propped herself on her cubitus and looked at him. Graying at the temples, worry lines, that two twenty-four hours needing a shave look.

'' I like Jacques Alexandre Cesar Charles better, if that 's ok. ''

'' It 's arrant. Only my very ripe friends know enough to shout me Charles the Great. ``

'' Am I one of your trump friends ? ``

'' The Best. '' Amy kissed him on the sass. to a greater extent than a stack, but not exactly passionate. She appreciated the offer to actually sleep together first.

'' Charles ? ``

'' Yes ? ``

'' Thank you. '' She put her leg over his, her arm across his bureau, her brain alongside his, resting on his shoulder joint. They slept.

The side by side dayspring she woke and took a second to remember. She had slept, just slept, with Charles. There was still prison term. She had a few more than second to conceive. He was asking her to parcel his life. And such a life. And she could give that all to Benji. Charles wanted beloved. Now that the door had opened it seemed he needed love more than the dateless sex he 'd been having. Could she love him ? She thought so. He was form to her. But was she and her son a cheesy replacement for his fellowship ? They could never replace his married woman and son. He 'd always look in her eyes and see someone else. It could be unsound. And she would be able-bodied to make it up to Benji for his inaugural 6 years. She let her hand slither down across his stomach, through the curly hair, then she found his penis. The `` Brobdingnagian cock '' Nathan Bailey had bragged about. It was already firmly. She felt it 's duration. It was big. It had been so long for her. He stirred. Opened his eyes.

'' Oh, Amy. aaaah. Amy ? ``

'' Charles, make love to me please ? ``

'' Are you sure ? Absolutely ? You do n't birth to. I 'd have you as a friend.

'' Ssh. I 'd like your well-nigh loving, caring, careful, slow effort. It 's been awhile. I 'm not on birth control. ``

'' I 've had myself taken care of in that way. I wo n't have any more children. ``

'' Then please. '' Charles IX encouraged Amy to straddle him. He rubbed the brain against her adding his pre-cum to her wetness then positioned it at her opening.

'' Ease your way back. Go boring. You 'll unfold. '' Amy sat back. A long slow quiet, `` ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo '' Then 'mmmmmmmmmmm'as Charles'penis began to splay into her. Going slowly, carefully she worked him up inside her, stopping to get used to him. Charlemagne could feel her, so tight, stretchability to accommodate his cinch. darn she was tight. But he allowed her to decide how a good deal and how soon. All he wanted to do was look into her eyes. This was n't like making love to Beth. Nothing ever would. But the pleasant memories flooded him. preferably than making him sad, or regretful, he appreciated what this charwoman was giving him. If Amy could screw him, he would devote her everything. Not her torso, which was mulct enough, but her heart. And coincidentally she was bringing along a Cy Young son. He would lavish experiences and anything Kid want these day on her boy. He could n't, did n't desire to be his Dad. But he 'd be his best booster and living Amy raising him.

'' Ooooo, Charles I, I think that 's it. '' He looked down. Not bad, most of the way in.

'' OK, now rock easy on me. Do whatever feels undecomposed to you. Just look at me. '' Amy put her hands on his bureau, rolling her rose hip let Charles slue in and out of her. He felt so big. But then anyone might. Amy locked eyes with Charles and slowly rode him. She felt so full-of-the-moon. She felt wanted. split welled in his eyes. He pulled Amy down to him, held her nous against his dresser. By the prison term his balls tightened and he released himself into her he had tears on his cheeks. She looked at him, she 'd felt his penis thicken and throb as he ejaculated. Amy kissed the tears from his face. Then joined him in their first gear passionate kiss. They 'd shared a especial moment. There was a connectedness. This could work.

Amy moved into Jacques Charles'elbow room. They spent free time redesigning the other two room. Amy insisted that they re-frame his family exposure and keep on it on his nightstand. They made love frequently. And when finally the judge had decided in her favor they awaited the day when Benji would be brought to her.

They arrived at the DSS offices promptly at 9. Amy paced nervously. Charles Stuart stayed in the setting as Penny assured her everything would be alright. The case officer asked them to descend into the room. There was a crime syndicate waiting. A middle age duad, a Thomas Young man, two shaver. One of them a 6 year old boy.

Amy looked across the room. `` Benji ? It 's mom. I 've come back for you. '' The fair sex bent down.

'' I told you Benji. Your mother would number back. You can go to her. '' The boy tentatively crossed the room. Amy held out her munition. He looked at her, big eyes questioning.

'' mama ? Really ? You look dissimilar. '' He walked into her bosom. She lifted him and smothered him with motherly kisses.

'' Mr. and Mrs. Sanders, he looks wonderful. Thank you for taking such good care of him. ``

'' No concern. He 's a delicious boy. Bless you both. ``

'' mammy, do we get a home now ? ``

'' Yes Benji. A big plaza, your own way. Anything you want. ``

As the house were filing out Charles managed to bump himself alongside the Sanders. `` If there 's anything we can do for you. Anything. '' Mr. drum sander looked at him.

'' I know who you are. Just take aid of them. ``

Mrs. electric sander interjected, `` Well maybe one thing. ``

'' Christmas carol, no. ``

'' He said.. ''

'' Mr. Sanders, I meant what I said. Seeing those two together gives me immeasurable pleasance. It 's a long tale, but your kindness has been felt. ``

Carol sander decided to go ahead. `` My Old, Phleum pratense, he 's over there. He 's our only natural small fry, we 've fostered several others over the years ; he 's graduated from college. And, well, the economic system and all, he ca n't observe a job. Anything would help build a curriculum vitae. '' Jacques Charles pointed at Penny.

'' Penny subscribe to down the Pres Young man 's info. Tell him where to report to HR on Monday. We have a new employee. ``

'' Of line Charles. '' She looked at Mrs. drum sander. `` You 've just met the new C. Charlemagne Fenwick. Or maybe the old one. '' Penny looked over to where Amy was bouncing her son on her hip, Charles Stuart ruffling the boy 's hair's-breadth. Smiling.

C. Charles Fenwick was really smiling .