C. Charles Fenwick was 42 days old, loaded beyond his demand, alone in the cosmos. His given name is Chadwick. He cursed his parents for naming him Chadwick Fenwick. What a stupid epithet. He went by Charles I in the business sector Earth. His close familiar called him chad. They were familiar ; he really had no one he called a Friend. Carolus had been successful in business, he had a knack for it and a drive to succeed. He had a beautiful wife and a young son. Then ten years ago he lost them both in an car chance event. In his heartache 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, inconvenienced. He would succeed, spectacularly. Oh sure as shooting he had his strong-arm needs. Those reappeared after two or three years. But he could never give himself over to anyone again. He could n't expose his fondness to the risk. So he had companion. No one he would call a girlfriend. His electric current companion was a 26 twelvemonth old beauty. bombastic firm bosom, wide hips, dark hair, grim eye. She could absorb his cock like no other and ride him to exhaustion. She was hot and perverted and there for his needs. But he knew she enjoyed his money, while he enjoyed her organic structure. She was n't a whore or call girl, just a young woman enjoying some of the finer things in life history. And C. Charles Fenwick did enjoy the finer affair in aliveness. Starting with his penthouse flat. A rooms of rooms overlooking the Park. He employed a chef to organise meal as needed and a housekeeper to form certain everything was in order.

Tonight he waited for his companion Nathaniel Bailey to arrive. While enjoying a glass of goodness wine-coloured he thought about something that had happened on his way habitation. He often walked base to enjoy skilful weather and had no problem ignoring most people on the street, walking past them in his own world. Tonight though, just a couple blocks from his edifice he passed a untested panhandler. A dishevel woman, wan, tired looking. As common, he would receive walked by, but she caught his eye. He looked again. Deep grim eyes, somewhere between bright and hopeless. He stopped, took out his wallet hoping he might stimulate a dollar or two. He rarely carried cash, who did these days, but he found a twenty. It seemed a bit much. What was he mentation, he could alight cigars with a twenty and never notice. He dropped it in her basket.

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

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

'' Hey Chad, this is my ally Kenzie. I brought her over to party with us tonight. Hope you do n't mind ? '' head ? Here was another hot young babe half his age. She had straight blonde haircloth, brown eyes, a tight little ass and perky tits. She also had a perky personality and practically bounced into the apartment after her friend.

'' sure no job. Welcome. ``

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

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

'' Wine noblewoman ? ``

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

They settled on the couch, one girl on either side of Carolus. Bailey was already running her bridge player over his breast. Kenzie was still looking around, wondering how things would go.

'' Lake Chad, I missed you, it 's been a few solar day. ``

'' Sorry Bailey, work has been busy. But I do make sentence coming up. I thought we could go up to my lake firm, spend some time on my gravy holder ? ``

'' Cool. Yes, just differentiate me when. ``

Materially ram people were so sluttish for Charles. Dangle a dinner, or a boat, or new earrings and their whole outlook changed. It was the same in business. Now Nathan Bailey was properly motivated. She slipped off her shirt, letting him see her bountiful breasts in the new red lace bra.

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

'' Why do n't we take this inside ? '' He was definitely getting a slice of this hot new ass tonight. Oh sure enough he 'd feature plenty for Bailey too. He was in secure condition for his age, but kept a stock of anovulatory drug to ensure he performed like a guy their age. They moved to the king size of it bed down the manor hall. This was an extra room he used for these case meeting. None of his visitor were allowed into his private bedroom.

Charles stripped and positioned himself against a spile of pillows. In addition to business acumen and wealth, he was also blessed with a fairly impressive prick. It was a dear 7 in, a proficient heaviness too. If asked he told cleaning woman it was over 8 inches. Who 's mensuration, and it usually excited them. His cock was heavy and standing proudly. Kenzie again said, `` Wow. ``

He almost said the same thing when Kenzie dropped her bloomers and thong. She was obviously a natural blonde. Wispy brightness level pilus collected on her pile above her cleanly shaved sassing. Bailey was completely bald, but this was a nice change. He knew then what he wanted. He slid down a lilliputian on the bed.

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

'' Kenzie, up here, I feel like I need to get better acquainted with that cute pussy of yours. '' Bailey got to work on his cock, sucking it into her mouth and expertly using her tongue to tease his broad distance. Kenzie scooted up on the bed and squatted over his face presenting her kitty-cat to him. He pulled her down and prodded at her with his tongue. Then licking her slit and sucking at her clit to get her going. He savored her wetness, slipped two finger's breadth into her tight cunt and fucked her that way as he licked up and down tasting her, inhaling her sweet tanginess. This was proficient. He liked a sweet Whitney Young pussy in his grimace. He was n't so distressed about her getting a lot of pleasure, Chad just wanted that fresh newness. Bailey was busy servicing his rooster and in a few minute of arc he 'd fill her with his cum, but a nice new cunt to preference before filling it with his cock was Charles Stuart'idea of a dear eve. Bailey would be back for gravy boat and jewellery and courteous dinner, but this might be a single shot at her friend. He knew how Pres Young women were. If he spent too much fourth dimension on Kenzie, then no way Pearl Bailey brings her around again. Kenzie was now grinding on him. His fingers had found a good point, she was rocking her rosehip rubbing her pussy on his aspect, his thin byssus would be coated in her succus. Bailey was doing her best on his shaft, but chad was getting into this blond cunt more that he usually did. For him women were a dismissal 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, pleasurable certainly, but a satisfying of a need. Kenzie, began tensing and cumming, he pinched her pointy nipple and she went off, dripping her female cum. That was it. He needed this blonde pussy, now.

'' Move over Pearl Bailey. '' She sat back. She might be a slight concerned. Was he disappointed in her, not satisfied ? Charles flipped Kenzie over on to her stifle. He positioned his cock at her pussy and force it deep. She was n't expecting his length AND girth and cried out.

'' Sorry. '' He backed off and found the compensate depth, then held her slim hips and fucked her relentlessly, shaking her, her blond whisker whipping back and forth as he drove his pulsing cock into her. Then reaching his peak he felt his completely organic structure grip, a moment, and release. His hot cum coating her insides. When he 'd emptied himself he sat back. He looked at Bailey.

'' It would be a shame 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 cleaning lady together and watching bailey lick his cum from his latest conquest, her ally, that was too skillful to pass up. He 'd receive to get his business office assistant pick up something nice for her. Bailey, looking a small dejected rolled her friend over onto her back and set to licking his cum as it dripped from Kenzie. He was n't sure if Kenzie was into girl on girlfriend but she seemed too spent to indicate. 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 hit favor, but hey maybe she had n't been with such a wellspring endowed guy before. He was n't worried that he 'd just dumped his cum into her. A mates days ago he 'd had himself fixed. He was n't bringing any to a greater extent kid into this stinky humans. And he did n't want anyone trying to bribe or blackmail him. They could throw his semen. But no one was getting any sperm. He was free to fuck who he wanted. He paid a very salutary doctor a lot of money for regular testing. Such is life.

It did n't seem that Kenzie really got off from Bailey 's efforts but at least her pussy was sporty. And watching them had kept his peter at half mast. He liked it that way. Still longer than well-nigh cat and ready for action with little more effort. Bailey had finished with Kenzie and was now laying by him, rubbing her nails on his cock. He was going to let to hump her tonight or she 'd pout. He might soon need to be active on from her. At some point you could n't make them leading you around by your prick, 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 need arose, he 'd see a likely girl and it would start over. But for now, she was still amusing him, and she had hot friends. He 'd give her a good fucking, assure her, then have some peace and quiet when they left.

He was soon stiff. Nathan Bailey got on top and rode his grueling cock. She could take to the highest degree of him, so that was nice. She told him how hot he was and how his huge cock 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 send out something to Kenzie. He usually did n't the offset 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 blonde pussy of hers. Who knows, maybe she 'd become his fixture. Would n't that piece of tail with Pearl Bailey 's head ?

When they were gone he looked around the apartment. Mrs. Williams would grumble about cleaning up after one of his fuck sessions. But what did she carry ? The apartment was broad. A kitchen and dining room, large support way, his private bedroom, the fucking room and a smaller Guest room. He did n't often have Edgar Albert Guest, but sometimes weather condition stipulation or events in the metropolis booked up the well hotels. He relaxed with a good Scotch malt whiskey, sated. It had been a good evening. But something nagged at him.

Days went by, his evenings a mix of workplace and consequence. As with most loaded men he gave, generously he thought, to charities. It helped to assuage any guilt trip that could grovel in from the wealth he enjoyed. Still he passed by almost hoi polloi 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 sure. 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 adjunct get change for him ? She seemed to be wearing the same soiled wearing apparel. Her haircloth needed a adept lavation but otherwise there was no clear-cut odour. She did n't smell like inebriant. He dropped a 50 in her basket.

'' Bless you. '' She said reflexively, then seeing the 5-0 on the account, looked up in jolt. `` 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 in tool, even for 50 dollars. If that 's what you want you can hold 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 Cy Young Lady. I 'm not soliciting. But, delight, show me your teeth. '' She made a grimace, exposing intelligent, if slightly grimy dentition. `` No alcoholic beverage ? No drugs ? ``

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

'' Do you stay at a shelter ? ``

'' With your forgivingness, I can. And get a skillful meal too. Bless you. '' Jacques Alexandre Cesar Charles nodded, then moved on.

At his apartment, Mrs. Hiram King Williams was grouching about cleaning up his extra elbow room, as she called it. `` I 'm a proper Christian adult female and to pick up after your debauchery, Mr. Fenwick. fountainhead I 'd rather not.

'' Mrs. Williams, I 'm a 1 man and I will entertain how and whom I choose. If you do n't care to work for me, there are other flat to make clean in this city. '' She humphed and grumbled and gathered her supply. Then she slapped a paper on his table.

'' That is the handbill for this calendar week. And this will be my final hebdomad. Thank you. '' She left.

Good elimination he thought. He 'd find someone else. Maybe someone better to look at as they moved around the berth. He was feeling needy again. Maybe fourth dimension to visit Bailey. Or, what was her friend 's name ? But he called Bailey. He was in a mood. Mrs. Theodore Samuel Williams had annoyed him. The vagrant girl nagged at him. Then there was the usual business enterprise concern. He needed an outlet. Fortunately Pearl Bailey was ready and volition to be that outlet. He supposed he 'd have to train her to the lake. Then maybe move on.

Pearl Mae Bailey showed up two hours later. She was dressed, as requested, like a slutty tramper. Ready to be used. Charles VII grabbed a handful of her pilus, pulled her to him and kissed her operose on the back talk, using his former handwriting to roughly twitch her tit. She moaned and looked at him.

'' Energy Department my strong man postulate his slut tonight ? Are you going to use me ? Fuck me estimable 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's breadth. Her myopic dame prevented him from entering her. She was not wearing underclothing. `` In the bedroom. '' He slapped her tough on the ass as she turned. She shook her ass at him all the way down the antechamber. MMM, he was thinking how he was going to use her tonight. When they got in the bedroom he had her strip, then pushed her back on the bed. `` On your knees. ``

Charles the Great was n't often this wired up. They 'd played rough before, and they 'd had sex in a kind of path, but he had a tactile sensation she might be sore at the end of tonight. Oh well, she liked a bit of rough stuff and the sentiment of a weekend at the lake on his gravy boat, first class food and wine, and his big prick, would help make up for this evening. He wondered if she had doubts, if this was all worth it. She took her posture, at least he was n't tying her up. He got up behind her. WHACK ! 'Oh shit'belt ! 'oh fuck'Her ass would be red. Charles Stuart looked at the hand print on her mighty ass cheek. Maybe she needed one on the left. WHACK ! Damn, her ass was red. He grabbed her ass impertinence with both hands.

'' OW ass, Chad. ``

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

'' Oh god. '' Yes, his nine was going up her ass. His turncock was lubed from her pussy, then his digit invaded her ass.

'' OOOOOOOOHHHH ! '' knock !

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

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

'' Oooooh piece of ass. '' He was in, but he had a fashion to go. She bent her head and waited for chad to fill her ass. And here it came, in, in, deeper, his deal on her afflictive ass face. Sir Thomas More pain from his paw than from his invasion. Her ass stretching. Then he was all the way in. A instant, then out, out until only an 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 exertion. A few fire up slaps on her ass as he took her deep. Finally he came into her. He pulled out.

'' Get a lavation fabric. Clean me good because it 's going back in your mouth. '' She cleaned him, then sucked his prick. Then he fucked her, driving her sore ass into the bed with each jab. When he at last came again he was satisfied. He looked over at Nathan Bailey. Young, attractive. Too experienced to be sweet.

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

'' I 'm no-good 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 cloistered post. ``

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

'' Yes. Get a new swim wooing. And something cute for dinner. order them to charge my invoice. ``

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

'' Maybe some application too. '' She smiled. Ah she was going to be a tough one to allow. Bailey stayed for awhile. He listened to her go on about her friends and work. It mostly bored him, but Prince Charles figured he owed her some of his release fourth dimension for putting up with his aggressiveness earlier. Finally she left and he relaxed. It was quiet. He had been able-bodied to release some of his chafe with the creation, taking it out on bailey 's ass. At least he had n't taken out the whiplash and strand.

The succeeding morning it was ice chest. As he waited for his car he saw the young lady begging for change. He walked down and asked why she was out here in shortstop and a light shirt. He 'd given her Johnny Cash just the other day.

'' Yes, you were generous, but money does n't hold up forever and I try to keep some for harder days. I did suffer a full meal. I 'm grateful to you for that. '' As his car pulled up Charles thought a moment.

'' will you come with me ? ``

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

'' goose egg like that. I 'd like to..to assistance you. I want to ask a few doubt. ``

'' Can I bring my few things ? ``

'' Yes. yes, we 'll put them in the trunk of my car. I 'm on my way to puzzle out downtown. Ben will beat back and we can talk. '' She caught her hint. `` Is something unseasonable ? 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 aim a chance. ``

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

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

'' Yes I know. '' Jacques Charles had his number one wood open the luggage compartment then gave him instructions to ring his personal help at the agency with a list of tasks. Ben looked uncertainly at the woman. He was thinking his boss could probably find someone a fiddling dry cleaner if he needed some action. Charles IX waited until the woman was in the car, then went around and got in the other side of meat. The woman looked at the interior of the sumptuousness sedan, then at Charles.

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

'' Amy. ``

'' Amy. good. Now I want to ask you a few questions. '' She stared at him with her bass gentle eyes. She nodded.

'' Do you do drugs ? ``

'' No. ``

'' Do you fuddle excessively ? ``

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

'' Why are you on the street ? '' She began crying. He wanted to touch her to control her, but decided he should stay on his side for now. Through sobs she tried to explain. Thrown out of her house. Abusive father. adolescent pregnancy. tike 's father left. Could n't finish college. Could n't find a job. No home, no credit rating, no job, no hope.

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

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

'' So you can do what ? ``

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

'' Oh jeez. Your family abandoned you ? You have no one to turn to ? '' She just shook her psyche then bowed it, sobbing.

The number one wood lowered the separation panel. `` Ms. Penelope says everything will be prepare. ``

'' Thank you Ben. ``

'' Amy, when we get to my office, I 'd like you to go with my assistant Penelope. You may call her Penny. She will see that you have a hot shower, new clothes and a good meal. ``

'' Why are you doing this ? ``

'' If I said you reminded me of someone, can we depart it at that ? '' She sniffed away tears and nodded her head. They met Penny who looked over Charles Stuart'new, well she did n't be intimate what. cent was zilch if not passing efficient. Jacques Charles never thought about bedding her, though his business associate degree often assumed he must be sampling such a tasty looking fair sex. 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 masses who could call him out on some of his activity. She took him aside.

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

'' Pearl Mae Bailey is n't a bimbo. But no this is nada like that at all. Please get her cleaned, clothed and fed. Talk to her, as a woman. She 's still cautious with me. Oh and do you have got a doctor she could see ? Who knows how long she 's been on the street or in protection. And feel out how old she is. ``

'' Yes Charles. '' She looked uncertain.

Later that afternoon Penny buzzed Charles in his office and asked if he had a few minutes. He told her to come right in. She entered with a striking Whitney Moore Young Jr. womanhood behind her.

'' Amy Henderson, C. Charles Fenwick. '' Amy looked around at the modern business office. No old woodwind pane and dark arduous president. Charles'bureau had large Windows ; it was light, airy, glass and metal. Charles showed the women to chairs across from his desk.

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

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

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

centime spoke up. `` Amy is 24. She has a high school diploma and has actually attended some college courses. She has no electric current regular origin of income. medico Dowling says she has no seeming medical take, pending bloodwork, no mansion of drug use, nor sexual abuse. Somewhat malnourished, but now clean and healthy. What future boss ? ``

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

'' Yes. I do n't steal or chouse. Well, maybe some days when I 'm athirst I may acquire a musical composition of yield from that stand on 57th. ``

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

'' I 'm an honest person, sir. I have my standards, despite how I 've fallen. '' Charles looked over at cent. centime rocked her fountainhead, unsure of where this was going.

'' Ok, a proposal. '' Amy stiffened. `` No, your virtue is safe, though your ear may hear thing. '' Penny rolled her eye. `` My housekeeper quit on me this workweek. I have n't found a replacing. Could you claim maintenance of my apartment ? Maybe run some local errands for me ? I have a spare room where you can live. I pay well. '' penny looked on surprised.

'' Charles, what about ? ``

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

Amy, `` Other part ? ``

'' Some evenings, I may harbor champion. Women. We will do as men and cleaning woman 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 future day. That 's what bothered Mrs. Williams. ``

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

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

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

penny cut in, `` Ms. Henderson, I know from personal experience that Charles IX keeps his business, all business organization. If he touches you I 'll rip off his balls. '' Amy put her manus over her mouth.

'' I suppose my answer is yes. ``

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

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

'' OH, I almost forgot. My things in the car. I, guess I do n't call for the dress, but there 's a belittled bag with personal items. Can I get them ? ``

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

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

Charles the Great, centime 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-living, comfortably dressed and had hopes. And veneration. She was taking a chance. She 'd be living in an apartment with a exclusive man. A very brawny, rich man. If this was all some ruse to use and pervert her, who would consider the tramp when she was found back on the street. The money spent on her so far was a pittance to Charles I. But it was time to take a prospect. If whip came to worst she 'd let him have his way and movement on. Lesson learned. She looked over at him. Serious, restrained, seldom smiling.

They arrived at his apartment building. Amy took note that he used a key and pressed the P floor at the top. They were quickly whisked to the top of the building. The elevator opened into a small lobby with only one threshold available to them. Jacques Charles opened the room access and allowed Amy and cent to enter. Amy looked around at luxury she could only think. To hollo it an apartment was the understatement of the twelvemonth. high gear roof, panoptic give windowpane looking out over Central Mungo Park, all Light Within colors, shiny, new, modern.

'' Welcome to my home base Amy. I hope you will be comfortable here. Let me testify you around. '' They walked into the living area, well-fixed article of furniture, a Brobdingnagian TV on the rampart, a bar, and room to think about. The shiny modern kitchen, with all the appliances Charles'chef needed to prepare meal when requested. `` The kitchen is yours to use. I 'll coordinate with you if Henri has put aside anything for a special social occasion. Otherwise feel barren to make 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 way, student residence bathroom, then stopped at a large bedroom. A magnate sizing bed and single bureau were the just furniture. `` This is, well to be frank, where I entertain women champion. They rarely stay over, so you can check this room in the dawn to see if the piece of paper need cleaning and anything needs to be put away. They would go in that dressing table. ``

'' The party whip and Ernst Boris Chain '', cent added. Amy 's eyes opened wide-eyed. A hand came to her face.

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

'' No, your personal lifetime is to be no vexation of mine. ``

'' trade good. Speaking of which, the unsympathetic room at the end is my personal bedchamber. It 's to ride out that way. ``

'' Yes sir. ``

'' Oh and delight, not sir. It makes you sound like an old English people butler. Charles will do. ``

'' Yes, of course. ``

'' commodity, now let 's go back through the bread and butter room. '' On the far side of the bread and butter room was one more room. It was n't as large as the early rooms, but it was roomy enough and had the same spectacular scene as the living elbow room. `` This is your room. You may decorate or arrange affair to please yourself. I will never enter without your permission. You have a private bathroom through that room access. Is that agreeable ? ``

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

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

Amy put her head down. `` You 've been so kind, but I was wondering. And you could take it from my earnings to repay, but ... ''

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

'' Well, I would like to get a laptop or computer of some kind. I would spend my free meter taking college form. I still have some dreaming 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 the Great almost seemed to smile. His own sensing and any check that they were correct pleased him. `` I knew there was something to you, yes I always support a someone bettering themselves. The WLAN here is first-class. But do n't spend all day every day inside. Now you can take the air the city with confidence. workshop, visit museums, take in the web site. I 'll give you a key. Come and go as you please. ``

Amy looked embarrassed. In a day her life story had changed. But would Charles VII read her magnanimous pipe dream ? That could wait.

Charles proposed a goner to his newest employee. Amy sipped at a time of origin she could feature never tasted before. `` Drink up Amy. A little wine in moderateness is no problem. As long as you 're not emptying my feeding bottle during the day. ``

Amy smiled. `` No I do n't drink much. It was a waste of money. And my sire drank a lot. '' Her smile vanished.

Amy went into her elbow room to put away her few wearing apparel. Charles talked to Penny on her way out.

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

'' Other than that a cute young madam will be living in your flat ? It will be a enticement. sure enough today she 's still that bedraggled womanhood you found in the street. But I was with her clothes shopping. She 's ... .got voltage. 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 first sentiment is education that 's a commodity sign. Let her breathe Charles. This is a lot, suddenly. With your license, I would wish to mentor her. Meet with her every two hebdomad or so, help her make upright decisions. ``

'' Good theme centime. Very beneficial. I 'm happy that you 're on board. Now I have a list of particular here. Please tangency James tomorrow and have him do some research. '' James Robert James Fischer was Charles Stuart'lawyer. He also did any excavation Charles needed. Whether dirt on rival or information required for the business.

'' Certainly. '' Penny left and Charles Stuart was alone with Amy. Not exactly with her, but in the Lapp domicile. He went down to his suite to shower and then sleep. Amy sat on her new bed, in new pajamas, staring out at the parking lot. She lay back and had her advantageously dark 's sleep in ages.

The work was not difficult at all. Sure there was a lot of furniture and kitchen appliances that showed every fingerprint, but Amy found that she could get through the whole place in a couple of hours. Two sidereal day after she moved in a tech person from Charles'office showed up and set up her new laptop. They 'd also transport over a desk and a printer. She spent the afternoon getting reacquainted with the existence. There was a lot more out there than what she 'd gleaned from cast aside newspapers. penny called to set-up a merging and to project what she had discussed with Charles. Amy was more than happy to possess a successful cleaning lady to guide her. She 'd seek her advice on where best to take online courses.

Jacques Alexandre Cesar Charles was in his office when Jesse James arrived with some selective information. He scanned the text file. Amy Henderson, laurels student, cheerleader, college dropout, never married, one child, removed by DSS, then nothing. He looked up at James,

'' Anything else ? ``

'' Not yet Charles. I 'm working on it. These records are not as public. But I 'll find them. ``

'' good. ``

James left and Charles the Bald was satisfied for the moment. Now he needed other atonement. He called Bailey. Amy was cleaning up after dinner when the doorbell alerted them to a visitor. Charles looked at Amy.

'' Please polish off up here, then stay in your room or go out. I have, ship's company. ``

'' Yes, Charles. ``

Jacques Charles opened the door to Pearl Bailey. She was dressed in a more earmark shirt and blue jean. It seemed Carolus was looking for a more unstrain evening. She looked over his articulatio humeri and saw the young woman, dressed not all that differently to her.

'' Who 's that ? You did n't mention having anyone else. I could receive 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 Lake Chad ? '' Already she was getting that pouty look.

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

Amy had her doorway closed, but she could n't facilitate but try them. Apparently Bailey could n't await to get down the hall to depict her allegiance to Charles II. Certain things came through the door.

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

Charles knew what this was about. Bailey needed Amy to hear. To recognise that she was Charles'fille. To set limits.

'' Give me your cum Chad, down my throat. Ooh, so big, ''

Amy tried blocking it out. She went into her bathroom to modify. When she 'd removed her clothes she looked at herself in the mirror. The lady friend had said she had a nice ass. She turned, maybe. She certainly did n't have the big mamilla Charles Stuart'girl was showing off with her tight shirt. Amy 's had plumped up a bit during pregnancy, but a couple age of specify diet had her back to her original size. She looked at them, smallish, upturned, dark nipples. She was still mostly skin and clappers, but she 'd be able-bodied to fill out a lilliputian with a proficient diet. There was so a lot food for her to choose from. And full good for you dinners cooked by an expert. From the former way came new sounds, Amy knew what was going on. She returned to her bedroom, laid across her bed, naked. She could find out the speech sound of sex through the door.

'' Oh fuck Chadic, oh fuck, yes. render me that cock, so big, fuck me hard. ``

And groan, and grunts and more than cursing. Amy felt a wetness between her legs. She had n't had time, or desire to think about sex while on the streets. She 'd spent more time avoiding procession. Now she could hear Charles the Great and his female child Bailey fucking in the livelihood room. Bailey making for sure she let Amy know she was receiving what she wanted and was entitled to. Charlemagne was hers and Amy better get no melodic theme. Amy placed her hand on her mound, found her clit, rub her fingers along her pussy spreading her wetness, her hip raising to meet her hand. She circled her clitoris, reminding herself of long lost feel, letting go groan of her own.

Chad did chip in Bailey what was hers, his 7 inch, and nothing more. He grunted as he plowed her pussycat. Let her moan and carry on. He 'd fill her soon enough. Let her finish her show.

Amy circled, slid her finger's breadth down, found her wet chess opening. She teased herself, cried out as she was reminded of yesteryear pleasures.

Bailey heard Amy as Chad slammed into her. The bitch was getting off listening to them. `` FUCK me Lake Chad. HARD. piece of tail me. ``

Amy felt it building inside. Now she pressed her hand onto her button rubbing directly on it. Faster, feeling a moving ridge coming, she arched her back, her toes curled, then it hit her. For the offset time in twelvemonth, ohh so good. `` OOOOOOOOOOOhhhhhhhhhh '' Then she relaxed, breathing deeply. She fell asleep. Satisfied.

Charles IX was finally there. He released his cum into Nathan 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 conflate fluids drip on the base. Let the petty gripe have something to clean. In the bedroom, Bailey fucked and sucked Chad until he was done. She made sure the bed sheets would need a unspoilt cleaning.

The next morning Amy waited until Jacques Alexandre Cesar Charles left for employment. She thought it might be awkward to see him, or to start cleaning up after his sex while he was there. First she got down and cleaned the flooring of what she supposed was his semen. The missy had mentioned his 'big peter'multiple multiplication. Why was she thinking about this ? Amy HAD still had a bit of a tingle between her peg this morning. She resisted pleasuring herself as Charles II would likely learn her. Maybe this good afternoon after cleaning she 'd treat herself. That changed when she got to the fun room. As expected the piece of paper needed to be changed. Out of curiosity she looked in the boxers. There were all manner of sex plaything, some of which she could only think their U.S.. However, one objective she knew how to use. A large blackened dildo, compromising, thick and long. Amy thought for only a here and now before lying back on the bed, spreading her ramification wide and beginning to rub the tip of the rubbery cock over her pussy. She was soon wet and able to insert the tip. Oh shit, it had been so long. rear in high schooling she had fucked a few guy rope, some were good, some not so right. She 'd never had one this size and she wondered how close it was to Charles Stuart''huge cock'. The thoughts of a real cock so big, throbbing between her legs caused Amy to get more wet, to leave the dildo to unfold her and go further than her finger's breadth reached. She found a good depth and began fucking herself with the dildo while circling her clitoris with her fingerbreadth. She was soon moaning in pleasure and happy she had the house to herself. When she was almost there she pushed the dildo in further and vigorously rub her clit setting off a powerful orgasm that sent a jolt to her pussy. Amy came down and slacken a bit before cleaning up after herself. By the fourth dimension Charles the Bald came home the apartment looked good as new.

Charles looked around. Satisfied, he paused a moment, then, `` apologia for hold up Nox. Bailey seemed to experience the pauperism to harbinger herself. We 'll try to keep our natural action down the hall. ``

'' That 's ok. It 's your home, you may toy with however you want. No offense taken. ``

He gave a tight lipped smile. `` You 're no Mrs. Sir Bernard Williams. '' Amy bowed her headland at his little joke.

Amy soon took time in the afternoon to meet with centime at a chocolate shop down near the office. cent turned over an envelope and another larger folder.

'' Your outset pay stub. In the pamphlet you will find selective information on your new cant account, a debit lineup and some course to sign. We took the liberty of depositing your pay to spread the account. Your future payments will be steer deposited every other week. ``

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

'' Honestly. Yes it is. But Charlemagne is absurdly wealthy, has no kinsperson and pays 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 narrate you more about him. to a greater extent than what you can recover on the internet ? ``

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

'' You 're no gull. Of class you researched. I 'd look aught to a lesser extent. come back to the office with me. We 'll go over the papers, let you sign some money box documents and pee-pee sure enough you can use the bank building app. Oh, you do n't have a phone do you ? ``

'' No. ``

'' OK, we 'll require maintenance of that. Charles may require to contact you when he 's not home to pick up something for him at a storehouse. Or some other errand. I 'm forever getting margin call. ``

'' Oh, you may need to show me how the newer phones oeuvre. ``

'' for certain, we 'll add that to our matter to do. Also, have you given Sir Thomas More call up to shoal ? You can afford to signup now. ``

They went back to the part and worked on respective things. Amy was happy to be getting her sprightliness in society. She 'd be able to save money too.

The next weekend was the 15th. Bailey showed up with her bags, far More than she 'd need for three night, given that she 'd be naked half the clip. On his gravy boat at the lake house Charles allowed sun bathing, even nude in secluded fleck, during the daylight, but expected everyone to curry appropriately for dinner and evening result. They would go out onto the lake in the cockcrow and not return to the household until late evening. There was room for mass to shoot a nap, or other bodily process, then change for semi-formal dinner party. Being there as Republic of Chad 's girl made Bailey glow. Watching the thin unseasoned womanhood prancing around his apartment in T-shirt and shorts `` cleaning '' did not make her happy. She knew Chadic language must be fucking her.

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

Charlemagne did like getting away for a few Clarence Shepard Day Jr.. He worked a lot, but unlike some he did enjoy a little leisure time. Pearl Bailey was a fine companion. She liked dressing up, but she also did n't mind being nude in front of citizenry. So day she could be found at the bow of the gravy boat sunning herself, unconcerned about the prying middle of early guests. Jacques Charles usually invited a couple of business associates most of them a bit honest-to-god who managed to picture up with somebody decidedly untested who was NOT their wife. His only rule was, no one illegal. He was n't getting himself caught in that kind of scandal. If someone got caught by his married woman with a 20 something gold power shovel, well that was n't his trouble. At the moment the three Danton True Young ma'am were splashing in the urine, their soused vernal bodies on display. The men enjoyed the sight, a good scotch and a better cigar.

Bailey dressed for dinner in a slinky niggling Shirley Temple dress that would be so gentle to slip off later. There was plentifulness of her openhanded boob on display. She had rival as everyone seemed to enjoy a well endowed fellow traveler. Bailey looked them over. At least hers were really. Henri had prepared a delicious meal, his assistant serving to the Edgar Guest with the seize wine-colored from Charles'personal wine cellar. After dinner and lounging under the asterisk the sauceboat returned to dock. To call this a lake home was absurd. While it kept the woodwind instrument and countryfied conjuration, it was all luxury. Wine flowed into the night before the Guest began making their way to their own cortege. When Charles the Great and Nathaniel Bailey got to their elbow room she made to slew 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 hands clutching at her ass through the wearing apparel. Sliding his hands down, then up underneath he pulled down her tiny thong and waited for her to step out of it. Lifting her he carried Pearl Bailey to the bed and set her Down on the boundary. Charles unfastened his pants and freed his throbbing pecker. With his pants pooled around his fundament he leaned into Bailey and impaled her with his house prick. While feeding it into her over and over his hands roamed the silky material of her dress, feeling her young body rocking and undulating under him. He squeezed her large mammilla and pinched her nipple, rocking the bed as he pushed his prick deep. Bailey reacted, humping her hips up to encourage him, to allow him to reach her deepest parts.

'' Oh fuck Chad. piece of ass me, fill my slit. I 'm your fucking cyprian. Fuck me. Use my cunt. OH, OH. YES. You 're the best. I 'm your bitch harlot. I live for your hammer. I need your cum. fill my pussy. ``

filling her he did. He 'd progress up a dependable bit watching the young woman all day, then teasing him in this dress all night. She locked her legs around him as he deposited a large onus in the far reaches of her vagina. Her bitch as she was calling it. Dirty talk was honorable. She WAS a full fuck. And tonight a goody for her. She could sleep with him. He expected she 'd suck his hard hammer in the dayspring. It was deserving it. Now he let her remove the attire, 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 notice the closed in doorway at the end of the residence hall. Surely that room needed cleaning too. But he said it was private. Amy walked to the doorway. If it 's locked then she 'd go back inside. She turned the door thickening. It opened. OK, she 'd take a look. If there was anything valuable sitting around she 'd close the room access and leave. There was nothing obvious. A king size of it bed. touchstone furniture. Maybe even a little demode compared to the remainder of the apartment. rummy about the thinness of the elbow room Amy carefully walked around the article of furniture. She dared not spread out anything and even now felt she was betraying a trust. Then she noticed the just item in the room. A photo on the nightstand. Curiosity got the honorable of her and she picked it up. When she looked at it, she staggered back, hit her legs on the bed and dropped the bod. The glass shattered sending shards across the Mrs. Henry Wood floor.

'' oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck. '' Trembling she picked up the bod. It was a photo of a young adult female and she supposed, her son. But it was when she had looked at the woman that Amy became woozy. The youth woman had the thick disconsolate optic. The face was unlike, but it was like staring into her own eyes in a mirror. She managed to station the frame back on the nightstand. Then spent the side by side hour ensuring that she 'd found and cleaned up every single speck of glassful. But what had she done ? Would he fire her ? Kick her back out onto the street ? She did n't make love what to do. So she called centime to explicate what had happened. Penny suggested they meet immediately. That evening.

'' Amy, I ca n't try how serious this is. Charles VII expects and demands that multitude follow direction. right field or wrong he feels that he knows what 's best for him and his byplay. person going off grade threatens him. I ca n't honestly say that this wo n't be grounds for dismissal. It 's that severe. You 've betrayed his confidence. There 's no swell sin when it comes to Charles. ``

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

'' Do n't call up teardrop and pity will strike him. He 's got no time for people playing games. What I suggest is that you immediately profess. allow in your damage doing, and stead yourself at his mercy. But initiatory, let me tell you a few things. ``

Penny explained about Charles'earliest life. His married woman Beth and son Charlie from the photo. Charles was a different man then. Sure he was successful, but he was a devoted father and husband. He always made time for his family. He had everything. Until the accident. Beth was driving up near their home in Westchester. They were hit by a truck on a blind curve. He was beyond devastated and only survived by diving 24/7 into his line of work. He had no time for anyone else. It 's been ten geezerhood. `` I started with the companionship seven year ago. What you see now is ten years of chipping at the hard shell that had formed on him. You notice that there are no photos around the early rooms. None in his position. Just that one by his bed. ``

Around noon on Tues the door to the apartment opened. Charles and Bailey came in. Amy was sitting on the lounge her center red again, crushing a napkin in her hand.

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

'' stopover. '' Charles was visibly furious. He paced. He clenched his fists.

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

'' Pearl Bailey shut the shag up. Why do n't you just get the piece of ass out. ``

'' What did I do ? I never went in there. The stupefied HOUSEKEEPER ca n't play along dominion. ``

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

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

'' looking at me. '' She looked. Then shifted her eyeball away. Her backtalk trembled.

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

'' Look me in the optic. '' She did. With every effort she held his gaze.

'' I 'm sad. '' He looked, and looked. Then she saw a bust in his eye.

'' I imagine now you know why I helped you ? '' She shook her head 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 second. I 'll get a new frame. You may add cleaning my bedroom to your chores. He held her caput between his workforce. And.. ''

'' And ? ``

'' This is a foolish man talking. No obligation. Never ever is the appropriate reply. You owe me zip because you 've already given me so much. But IF, you ever want to link up me in there, I will forfeit every other cleaning woman. Absolutely No obligation. And I say that before I show you this. ``

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

'' James has been doing research. I suppose it was the same you 've been attempting. But he has, uh, to a greater extent assets to use. We 've found your son. He 's in a surrogate home on Long Island. I 've had my people contact sociable services. It could take time. They need to see your position, but I can land sure pressure level to the typeface. ``

Amy sat back. Fresh tears welled in her eye. Her son ? Her Benji ? `` Really ? ``

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

'' Yes. Yes. His father is Rotello. A useless bastard. swallow, drugs. Liar. But yes, Benji 's founding father. ``

My people have done some research. He seems to be with a competent family. Well treated. But you are now gainfully employed by one of the more successful men in this urban center. centime and I can guarantee for your modification in stance. We have doctors news report to shew you 're not an junky. Almost sealed your son will be returned to you.

'' Oh my god. '' Without thinking Amy hugged Charles. grueling than she 'd ever squeeze a somebody. He was caught off guard, 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 paying attention. As I said, it could contain awhile. ``

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

'' I was. For a second. But you meant no harm. But really, you do need to get a line the difference between suggestion and edict. I 'll have centime discuss this with you. ``

'' Understood. Now may I go to my room ? I have so a good deal to think about. ``

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

Amy had her veritable Wed afternoon get together with centime. She enjoyed dressing in a business organization reserve outfit and get together at the office. They worked on cleaning up any kettle of fish in Amy 's history, looking for anything that could come up when the went before a judge. But she had no phonograph recording. Had been successful in school when she had a luck. Had now enrolled in online track towards a degree. She was the perfect example of a good somebody who had had everything turn against her for awhile.

'' Next 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 have a charwoman, me, accompany you. We want to avoid even the appearance that you 're a stay fresh adult female, to use an old expression. ``

'' 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 Charles ? ``

'' He was very savvy. sort even. So foreign that a prospect coincidence should make such a difference. ``

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

'' It 's the eyes. When I looked at the photo I was shocked. Like looking into a mirror. '' centime looked at Amy.

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

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

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

The DSS meeting was straining. Although she was well dressed and clean, to sit there and listen to your life being laid out. All your dirty laundry. Your failure as a mother to ply. Your unsuccessful person to mate with a useful man. Your bankruptcy to follow basic sexual precautions. Her congressman, an attorney assigned by Charles VII pointed out that her sin were simply the misapprehension of a seventeen year old little girl, who then did n't feature the reenforcement scheme to help her. Rather than abandoning her tyke she had tried, and admittedly failed, to provide. Now a fortunate chain of case has put her in position to be the loving mother she 's always wanted to be. The officer asked what assurance there was that after having her child returned Amy would n't rule herself without employ and again on the street.

Penny spoke up. `` If I may. We are prepared to extend Amy Henderson a five year contract to guarantee stay on exercise. Furthermore, on completion of her college academic degree there is a standing whirl for engagement at our corporate federal agency. Even if she were to leave for some ground she would be able to support her son. ``

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

Amy began to answer and was prepared to show how offended she was when Penny put a hand on her arm and again took over.

'' I understand your question. Let me nation, on my good name, that even when living on the street, being offered $ 50 for a meal, she stated in no uncertain condition that she would not deal herself. There is no plug pro quo. C. Charles Fenwick makes these fling with no expected value of any favors, intimate or otherwise. Amy Henderson is spare to allow her nitty-gritty to determine what she does with her time to come. ``

Amy opened her mouth and looked at Penny. Then covered her blushing face.

The DSS officers retired to another room to talk over the eccentric. When they returned they informed Amy that they were satisfied and would commend regaining of gum benzoin Henderson to his female parent. Amy broke down in bout and expressed her gratitude. There were still more stairs, but Penny had told Amy that this was actually very much a unawares cut. No uncertainty from Charles Stuart'influence.

Over the succeeding few weeks Amy fretted, concerned that something could go wrong. But other things had changed. She noticed, without anything being said, that Charles 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 ego promises to regain her self respect. But she 'd been favourable. A twist of fate and in a practical instant her luck had changed. She got up from her bed wearing just a light surgical gown. Hesitantly she walked down the mansion, paused and with a deeply breathing space knocked lightly.

'' Yes ? ``

'' May I come in ? ``

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

'' Charles.. '', she looked down. The moment of the true, `` will you have me ? '' Charles smiled. Not a smiling of victory, but of happiness.

He pulled the sheet aside still hiding his dead body. `` Yes, Amy. If you 'll have me. ``

'' And no other women ? ``

'' We 'll change the early room into a caper way. biz, a pool table, whatever Benji likes. ``

'' And Benji ? ``

'' He 'll possess your stream room. And the finest education. All the opportunity that were taken from you. ``

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

'' Love me. I have n't been loved in ten year. You 've cracked the eggshell. Release me. '' Amy slid the straps off of her shoulders. She let the gown slip from her. She stood naked in nominal head of a man for the starting time clip in years. In many way of life the first real man. Charles I looked at Amy. Still mostly skin and off-white. She 'd added a few pounds but needed more to suit her frame. He 'd had enough of the sybaritic girls in it for the fun and money. He could cause nearly any character girl her wanted. But he wanted to be with the skinny young charwoman who had endured so much. The one with the deep blue eyes that melted his hard exterior.

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

'' You 're the first gear woman to parcel this bed with me. We can just slumber tonight if that works for you. ``

'' I 'd like that Charles I. ``

'' You can call me Lake Chad now. '' Amy propped herself on her elbow and looked at him. Graying at the tabernacle, worry lines, that two twenty-four hours needing a knock off look.

'' I like Charles better, if that 's ok. ''

'' It 's consummate. Only my very outflank friends know enough to shout out me Charles. ``

'' Am I one of your best friend ? ``

'' The best. '' Amy kissed him on the oral cavity. to a greater extent than a peck, 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 thorax, her head alongside his, resting on his shoulder. They slept.

The next morning time she woke and took a moment to think of. She had slept, just slept, with Jacques Charles. There was still time. She had a few more arcminute to think. He was asking her to share his life. And such a life. And she could give that all to Benji. Charles VII wanted love. Now that the doorway 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 kind to her. But was she and her son a loud surrogate for his family ? They could never replace his wife and son. He 'd always front in her eye and see somebody else. It could be worse. And she would be capable to make it up to Benji for his first 6 years. She let her manus slide down across his stomach, through the curly haircloth, then she found his penis. The `` huge cock '' Bailey had bragged about. It was already grueling. She felt it 's length. 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 consume to. I 'd have got you as a friend.

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

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

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

'' Ease your way back. Go slow down. You 'll stretch out. '' Amy sat back. A long slow quiet, `` ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo '' Then 'mmmmmmmmmmm'as Charles'penis began to slip into her. Going slowly, carefully she worked him up inside her, stopping to get used to him. Carolus could feel her, so tight, stretch to accommodate his girth. Damn she was tight. But he allowed her to resolve how much and how soon. All he wanted to do was look into her eyes. This was n't like making making love to Beth. Nothing ever would. But the pleasant memories flooded him. sooner than making him sad, or regretful, he appreciated what this char was giving him. If Amy could have it away him, he would leave her everything. Not her body, which was exquisitely enough, but her heart. And coincidentally she was bringing along a Edward Young son. He would lavish experiences and anything kid want these day on her boy. He could n't, did n't want to be his Dad. But he 'd be his beneficial protagonist and reenforcement Amy raising him.

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

'' OK, now rock easy on me. Do whatever feels dependable to you. Just facial expression at me. '' Amy put her script on his chest, rolling her hips let Charles IX slide 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 phase of the moon. She felt require. Tears welled in his heart. He pulled Amy down to him, held her head against his chest of drawers. By the time his balls tightened and he released himself into her he had tears on his cheeks. She looked at him, she 'd find his member thicken and throbbing as he ejaculated. Amy kissed the tears from his cheek. Then joined him in their first of all passionate candy kiss. They 'd shared a extra minute. There was a association. This could work.

Amy moved into Prince Charles'room. They spent unloosen time redesigning the other two rooms. Amy insisted that they re-frame his family photo and hold open it on his nightstand. They made love frequently. And when finally the judge had decided in her party 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 stayed in the setting as Penny assured her everything would be alright. The event officer asked them to arrive into the room. There was a crime syndicate waiting. A middle get on couple, a Young man, two children. One of them a 6 year old boy.

Amy looked across the elbow room. `` Benji ? It 's mama. I 've come back for you. '' The char bent grass down.

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

'' Mama ? Really ? You look different. '' He walked into her embrace. She lifted him and smothered him with motherly kisses.

'' Mr. and Mrs. Sanders, he looks fantastic. Thank you for taking such in effect care of him. ``

'' No trouble. He 's a delightful boy. Bless you both. ``

'' ma, do we birth a home now ? ``

'' Yes Benji. A big place, your own room. Anything you want. ``

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

'' I know who you are. Just choose attention of them. ``

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

'' Carol, no. ``

'' He said.. ''

'' Mr. smoother, I meant what I said. Seeing those two together gives me unmeasured joy. It 's a long story, but your kindness has been felt. ``

Christmas carol Sanders decided to go ahead. `` My old, Timothy, he 's over there. He 's our only if natural child, we 've fostered respective others over the years ; he 's graduated from college. And, well, the economy and all, he ca n't find a job. Anything would serve build up a resume. '' Charles pointed at Penny.

'' centime admit down the unseasoned man 's information. William Tell him where to report to HR on Monday. We have a new employee. ``

'' Of class Charles. '' She looked at Mrs. Sanders. `` You 've just met the new C. Charles Fenwick. Or maybe the old one. '' penny looked over to where Amy was bouncing her son on her hip, Charles VII ruffling the boy 's hairsbreadth. Smiling.

C. Charlemagne Fenwick was really smiling .