C. Charles Fenwick was 42 long time old, flush beyond his motivation, alone in the world. His given figure is Chadwick. He cursed his parents for naming him Chadwick Fenwick. What a stupid name. He went by Charles VII in the concern human race. His close associates called him Chad. They were associates ; he really had no one he called a friend. Charles had been successful in occupation, he had a knack for it and a drive to deliver the goods. He had a beautiful married woman and a young son. Then ten years ago he lost them both in an auto fortuity. In his grief he shut himself off from the reality, turning his mind completely to making money. He did n't care who may be shunted aside, stepped over, incommode. He would succeed, spectacularly. Oh sure he had his physical motivation. Those reappeared after two or three years. But he could never reach himself over to anyone again. He could n't queer his nerve to the risk. So he had companions. No one he would call up a girlfriend. His current companion was a 26 yr old beauty. Large firm boob, wide hips, sullen hair, dark eye. She could suck in his cock like no other and taunt him to enfeeblement. She was hot and way-out and there for his needs. But he knew she enjoyed his money, while he enjoyed her body. She was n't a whore or phone girl, just a Loretta Young cleaning lady enjoying some of the finer things in aliveness. And C. Charles River Fenwick did love the finer things in biography. Starting with his penthouse apartment. A suite of rooms overlooking the park. He employed a chef to prepare repast as needed and a housekeeper to make sure everything was in order.

Tonight he waited for his companion Bailey to arrive. While enjoying a glass of good wine he thought about something that had happened on his way rest home. He often walked home to bask good weather and had no difficulty ignoring almost the great unwashed on the street, walking past them in his own earth. Tonight though, just a twosome blocks from his building he passed a Loretta Young panhandler. A frowzled woman, wan, tired looking. As usual, he would have walked by, but she caught his eye. He looked again. Deep blue eyes, somewhere between hopeful and hopeless. He stopped, took out his wallet hoping he might feature a dollar or two. He rarely carried cash, who did these daytime, but he found a XX. It seemed a bit lots. What was he thought process, he could perch cigars with a twenty and never notice. He dropped it in her basket.

'' Thank you sir. '' Her spokesperson, 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 ? somebody who lost in this biz of life-time ? The threshold buzzer. That would be Bailey. He forgot about the mendicant as he let her in. She 'd brought a friend. This was promising to be an matter to night.

'' Hey Republic of Chad, this is my acquaintance Kenzie. I brought her over to party with us tonight. Hope you do n't mind ? '' brain ? Here was another hot immature babe half his age. She had straight blond fuzz, brownish oculus, a tight little ass and buoyant tits. She also had a perky personality and practically bounced into the apartment after her friend.

'' trusted no trouble. 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-coloured ladies ? ``

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

They settled on the sofa, one miss on either side of Carolus. bailey was already running her hand over his chest. Kenzie was still looking around, wondering how things would go.

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

'' Sorry Pearl Mae Bailey, workplace has been busy. But I do throw clip coming up. I thought we could go up to my lake sign of the zodiac, pass some time on my boat ? ``

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

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

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

'' Why do n't we ask this inside ? '' He was definitely getting a small-arm of this hot new ass tonight. Oh for certain he 'd induce plenty for Bailey too. He was in good shape for his age, but kept a stock of pills to ensure he performed like a guy their age. They moved to the king size bed down the hall. This was an supernumerary elbow room he used for these case encounters. None of his visitant were allowed into his common soldier bedroom.

Charles Stuart stripped and positioned himself against a pile of pillows. In addition to concern acumen and wealth, he was also blessed with a fairly telling stopcock. It was a good 7 inches, a good thickness too. If asked he told women it was over 8 inch. Who 's measuring, and it usually excited them. His shaft was gruelling and standing proudly. Kenzie again said, `` Wow. ``

He almost said the Lapplander thing when Kenzie dropped her pants and thong. She was obviously a natural blond. Wispy spark hairsbreadth collected on her cumulus above her cleanly shaved lips. Bailey was completely bald, but this was a nice modification. He knew then what he wanted. He slid down a little on the bed.

'' Bailey, I 've got something here that needs your attention. '' Yes it did, and she was just the whoreson to train care 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 stopcock, sucking it into her mouth and expertly using her tongue to tease his wax length. Kenzie scooted up on the bed and squatted over his face presenting her pussy to him. He pulled her down and prodded at her with his natural language. Then licking her scratch and sucking at her clit to get her going. He savored her wetness, slipped two fingers into her slopped cunt and fucked her that way as he licked up and down tasting her, inhaling her sweet tanginess. This was good. He liked a sweet-scented Cy Young pussy in his expression. He was n't so worried about her getting a lot of pleasure, Chad just wanted that brisk newness. Bailey was busy servicing his rooster and in a few minutes he 'd fill her with his cum, but a courteous new pussy to taste before filling it with his hammer was Charles'estimation of a good evening. Bailey would be back for boats and jewelry and nice dinners, but this might be a single barb at her friend. He knew how Whitney Moore Young Jr. women were. If he spent too much time on Kenzie, then no way bailey brings her around again. Kenzie was now grinding on him. His digit had found a thoroughly slur, she was rocking her hips rubbing her pussy on his cheek, his thin whiskers would be coated in her succus. Pearl Mae Bailey was doing her practiced on his rooster, but Chadic was getting into this blonde bitch more that he usually did. For him women were a button to be had as needed. He was never opprobrious or cruel, he just did n't have the time for romance. Nor the desire. It was a strong-arm act, pleasurable certainly, but a satisfying of a penury. 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 blonde pussy, now.

'' Move over Bailey. '' She sat back. She might be a petty concerned. Was he disappointed in her, not satisfied ? Prince Charles flipped Kenzie over on to her stifle. He positioned his stopcock at her pussy and drove it recondite. She was n't expecting his distance AND girth and cried out.

'' Sorry. '' He backed off and found the right depth, then held her slender hips and fucked her relentlessly, shaking her, her blonde fuzz whipping back and Forth as he drove his pulsing cock into her. Then reaching his bloom he felt his whole body clench, a moment, and sacking. His hot cum coating her interior. When he 'd emptied himself he sat back. He looked at Bailey.

'' It would be a shame to let that go to devastate. You were working for it anyway. '' Maybe that was a little mean value. But he did get off on watching two adult female together and watching Bailey lick his cum from his previous conquest, her protagonist, that was too upright to pass up. He 'd have to possess his office assistant pick up something decent for her. Pearl Bailey, looking a little demoralize rolled her friend over onto her back and set to licking his cum as it dripped from Kenzie. He was n't certain if Kenzie was into girl on lady friend but she seemed too spent to argue. Instead she said,

'' Chad, you 're so big. I 've never felt one like that. '' He smiled at her. He knew she was partly trying to take in favour, but hey maybe she had n't been with such a well endowed guy before. He was n't worried that he 'd just coldcock his cum into her. A brace long time ago he 'd had himself fixed. He was n't bringing any more kids into this icky existence. And he did n't want anyone trying to bribe or blackmail him. They could have his seminal fluid. But no one was getting any sperm. He was dislodge to fuck who he wanted. He paid a very good doctor a lot of money for regular testing. Such is life.

It did n't seem that Kenzie really got off from Pearl Mae Bailey 's try but at least her pussy was clean. And watching them had kept his cock at half mast. He liked it that way. Still longer than nigh guys and ready for action with little more exploit. Pearl Mae Bailey had finished with Kenzie and was now laying by him, rubbing her nails on his cock. He was going to deliver to fuck her tonight or she 'd pout. He might soon need to act on from her. At some point you could n't birth them leading you around by your cock, making you want their pussy. There would be bout, 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 girlfriend and it would come out over. But for now, she was still amusing him, and she had hot ally. He 'd give her a good fucking, assure her, then have some peace treaty and quiet when they left.

He was soon pie-eyed. Bailey got on top and rode his heavy putz. She could film 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 get it on that he was hers. They left after a recently dinner. He 'd probably commit something to Kenzie. He usually did n't the firstly 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 suit his fixture. Would n't that fuck with Bailey 's caput ?

When they were gone he looked around the apartment. Mrs. Williams would rumble about cleaning up after one of his fuck sessions. But what did she expect ? The apartment was roomy. A kitchen and dining way, prominent living elbow room, his private bedroom, the fuck elbow room and a smaller invitee room. He did n't often give birth guests, but sometimes conditions conditions or events in the city booked up the better hotels. He relaxed with a in force Scotch, sated. It had been a good evening. But something nagged at him.

Days went by, his even a mix of work and consequence. As with almost flush men he gave, generously he thought, to charities. It helped to assuage any guilt that could creep in from the riches he enjoyed. Still he passed by most mass on the street without a thought. Then one evening walking home, on a dissimilar street, across from where he was, he saw her again. He stopped and looked to be sure. Yes, he was sure. He made his way across and stood by her. Had he been thinking about seeing her again when he had his assistant get change for him ? She seemed to be wearing the same soiled clothes. Her hair needed a full wash but otherwise there was no distinguishable odor. She did n't smell like alcohol. He dropped a 50 in her basket.

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

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

'' Oh, no sir. I do n't go down on cock, 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. Jacques Alexandre Cesar Charles Fenwick looked down in surprisal. She thought HE was going to buy a blast job ?

'' No, no, no youth lady. I 'm not soliciting. But, delight, express me your teeth. '' She made a grimace, exposing healthy, if slightly dingy teeth. `` No alcoholic beverage ? No drugs ? ``

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

'' Do you stick around at a shelter ? ``

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

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

'' Mrs William Carlos Williams, I 'm a undivided man and I will entertain how and whom I choose. If you do n't care to work for me, there are former apartments to clean house in this urban center. '' She humphed and grumbled and gathered her supplies. Then she slapped a newspaper publisher on his table.

'' That is the broadside for this workweek. And this will be my FINAL week. Thank you. '' She left.

Good ejection he thought. He 'd discover someone else. Maybe someone better to await at as they moved around the station. He was feeling needy again. Maybe fourth dimension to squall Bailey. Or, what was her friend 's name ? But he called bailey. He was in a mode. Mrs Hiram Williams had annoyed him. The drifter girlfriend nagged at him. Then there was the common business vexation. He needed an exit. Fortunately Nathan Bailey was cook and unforced to be that outlet. He supposed he 'd give to take her to the lake. Then maybe move on.

Nathaniel Bailey showed up two minute later. She was dressed, as requested, like a slutty tramp. gear up to be used. Charles the Bald grabbed a handful of her tomentum, pulled her to him and kissed her hard on the mouth, using his other deal to roughly force her tit. She moaned and looked at him.

'' Does my strong man need his slut tonight ? Are you going to use me ? Fuck me safe 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 short annulus prevented him from entering her. She was not wearing underclothing. `` In the chamber. '' He slapped her severe on the ass as she turned. She shook her ass at him all the way down the hall. 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 human knee. ``

Jacques Alexandre Cesar Charles was n't often this wired up. They 'd played rough before, and they 'd had sex in a variety of direction, but he had a feeling she might be sore at the end of tonight. Oh well, she liked a bit of fierce stuff and the persuasion of a weekend at the lake on his gravy boat, low grade food and wine, and his big cock, would facilitate make up for this evening. He wondered if she had dubiety, if this was all worth it. She took her spot, 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 River looked at the hired man prints on her mightily ass impertinence. Maybe she needed one on the left field. WHACK ! Damn, her ass was red. He grabbed her ass cheeks with both hands.

'' OW fucking, Chad. ``

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

'' Oh god. '' Yes, his order was going up her ass. His cock was lubed from her slit, then his finger invaded her ass.

'' OOOOOOOOHHHH ! '' Whack !

He withdrew from her pussy and pushed his peter against her ass, pushing the head right field in. Then he stopped.

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

'' Oooooh fuck. '' He was in, but he had a fashion to go. She bent her promontory and waited for Chad to fill her ass. And here it came, in, in, deeper, his bridge player on her sore ass cheeks. More pain sensation from his paw than from his invasion. Her ass stretch. Then he was all the way in. A moment, 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 exertions. A few light smack on her ass as he took her mystifying. Finally he came into her. He pulled out.

'' Get a wash textile. 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 poke. When he at last came again he was live up to. He looked over at Bailey. Young, attractive. Too experienced to be sweet.

'' Should I take in you clean ? '' Now he felt a little bad. She 'd had her employment 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, deliver fun. Sunbathe on the sauceboat. I know some privy spots. ``

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

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

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

'' Maybe some lotion too. '' She smiled. Ah she was going to be a tough one to leave. Bailey stayed for awhile. He listened to her go on about her protagonist and work. It mostly bored him, but Charles figured he owed her some of his destitute metre for putting up with his pugnacity earlier. Finally she left and he relaxed. It was hush. He had been able-bodied to release some of his pain in the neck with the cosmos, taking it out on Bailey 's ass. At to the lowest degree 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 young lady begging for variety. He walked down and asked why she was out here in short and a light shirt. He 'd given her Johnny Cash just the other day.

'' Yes, you were generous, but money does n't finale forever and I try to save some for surd sidereal day. I did have a wide-cut meal. I 'm grateful to you for that. '' As his car pulled up Charles IX thought a moment.

'' Will you come with me ? ``

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

'' cypher like that. I 'd wish to..to assistant you. I want to ask a few questions. ``

'' Can I land my few affair ? ``

'' Yes. yes, we 'll put them in the proboscis of my car. I 'm on my way to work downtown. Ben will motor and we can talk. '' She caught her intimation. `` Is something wrongly ? No one will harm you. ``

'' No, it 's ok. I 'll go with you. I 'm about at my witticism end, I suppose I can strike a chance. ``

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

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

'' Yes I know. '' Charlemagne had his driver afford the trunk then gave him instructions to call his personal supporter at the spot with a listing of chore. Ben looked uncertainly at the charwoman. He was thinking his Bos could probably find someone a piffling cleansing agent if he needed some activeness. Charles VII waited until the charwoman was in the car, then went around and got in the other face. The cleaning woman looked at the interior of the luxury saloon, then at Charles.

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

'' Amy. ``

'' Amy. commodity. Now I want to ask you a few head. '' She stared at him with her deep blue 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 stir her to ascertain her, but decided he should stay on his side for now. Through SOB she tried to explicate. Thrown out of her house. Abusive beginner. Teen gestation. tiddler 's don left. Could n't finish college. Could n't line up 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 cypher. 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 fall in him up. If it was n't for my pipe dream, I probably would receive been selling myself. But I want to be a proper female parent someday. ``

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

The driver lowered the separation gore. `` Ms. genus Penelope says everything will be set up. ``

'' Thank you Ben. ``

'' Amy, when we get to my office, I 'd like you to go with my assistant Penelope. You may telephone 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 pass on it at that ? '' She sniffed away tears and nodded her head. They met centime who looked over Charles'new, well she did n't get laid what. Penny was nothing if not superintendent efficient. Charles never thought about bedding her, though his concern fellow often assumed he must be sampling such a tasty looking woman. But she was much more valuable to him as his supporter and they remained entirely pro. To the point where she was one of the few people who could call him out on some of his actions. She took him aside.

'' Really Charles Stuart, 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 nothing like that at all. Please get her cleaned, clothed and fed. talk to her, as a char. She 's still conservative with me. Oh and do you induce a doctor she could see ? Who knows how long she 's been on the street or in shelters. And discover out how old she is. ``

'' Yes Jacques Charles. '' She looked uncertain.

Later that afternoon cent buzzed Charles in his office and asked if he had a few second. He told her to come right in. She entered with a run into young cleaning woman behind her.

'' Amy Henderson, C. Charles Fenwick. '' Amy looked around at the mod office. No old wood pane and moody laborious electric chair. Charles'part had enceinte Windows ; it was light, aeriform, meth and metal. Charles the Bald showed the fair sex to hot seat across from his desk.

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

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

'' Because of fortune I suppose. You were in the right wing billet and caught my eye and well, I 've never done this before. Oh indisputable I donate to various causes, but no not individually. ``

Penny spoke up. `` Amy is 24. She has a highschool school diploma and has actually attended some college form. She has no current regular seed of income. doctor Dowling says she has no manifest health check issues, pending bloodwork, no sign of drug use, nor intimate abuse. Somewhat malnourished, but now clear and levelheaded. What next boss ? ``

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

'' Yes. I do n't slip or cuckold. fountainhead, maybe some days when I 'm athirst I may postulate a objet d'art of fruit from that stand on 57th. ``

'' perceivable. But if you were well fed and had a safe place to sleep ? ``

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

'' Ok, a proposition. '' Amy stiffened. `` No, your virtue is safe, though your spike may get wind things. '' penny rolled her eyes. `` My housekeeper quit on me this week. I have n't found a refilling. Could you consider forethought of my apartment ? Maybe run some local errands for me ? I have a scanty room where you can live. I pay well. '' centime looked on surprised.

'' Charles, what about ? ``

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

Amy, `` Other part ? ``

'' Some evenings, I may entertain champion. womanhood. We will do as men and woman do. You may get wind 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. Williams. ``

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

'' Just cleansing and errands. I have someone who cooks. You 'll be looking to go on a diet in no clip. ``

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

cent cut in, `` Ms. Henderson, I know from personal experience that Charles IX keeps his stage business, all business. If he touches you I 'll rip off his musket ball. '' Amy put her handwriting over her mouth.

'' I suppose my answer is yes. ``

'' perfect. Penny, you have the quietus of the afternoon off to take Amy shopping for dress and anything else you feel she needs. I 'd appreciate it if you 'd accompany us back to my flat after oeuvre 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 need the clothes, but there 's a small bag with personal token. Can I get them ? ``

'' Yes, we 'll be taking the car dwelling later. '' And with that the adult female left Charles to his thoughts.

C. Charles Fenwick sat back in his hot seat, his hands behind his head. Just what was he doing ? A snag caught the slope of his olfactory organ, ran down to his lip. Was he getting gentle ? No. It was something Sir Thomas More than that. But what ?

Charles, Penny and Amy rode back to his flat after Amy checked that her bag was there. She clutched it to herself as they rode. This fourth dimension she was clean, comfortably dressed and had Leslie Townes Hope. And fears. She was taking a fortune. She 'd be living in an apartment with a single man. A very sinewy, deep man. If this was all some ruse to use and blackguard her, who would believe the hiking when she was found back on the street. The money spent on her so far was a pittance to Charles. But it was time to take a opportunity. If big came to worst she 'd let him stimulate his way and movement on. Lesson learned. She looked over at him. Serious, restrained, seldom smiling.

They arrived at his apartment construction. Amy took banker's bill 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 door available to them. Charles opened the door and allowed Amy and Penny to embark. Amy looked around at sumptuousness she could only imagine. To hollo it an apartment was the understatement of the yr. high school ceiling, wide of the mark open air Windows looking out over Central parking lot, all light colors, shiny, new, modern.

'' Welcome to my home Amy. I hope you will be comfy here. Let me read you around. '' They walked into the livelihood arena, comfortable furniture, a vast TV on the rampart, a bar, and room to hold. The shiny modern kitchen, with all the gadget Charles IX'chef needed to prepare repast when requested. `` The kitchen is yours to use. I 'll coordinate with you if Henri has put aside anything for a special occasion. Otherwise feel free 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 room, antechamber bathroom, then stopped at a heavy bedroom. A king size bed and 1 dresser were the only furniture. `` This is, well to be frank, where I entertain women Quaker. They rarely stay over, so you can check this room in the morning to see if the sheets need cleaning and anything needs to be put away. They would go in that dresser. ``

'' The whips and chains '', centime added. Amy 's eyes opened spacious. A paw came to her face.

Charles, `` Yes, or dildos, boat paddle, strap-ons, all manner of sex toys. Some girls like to be spanked, so you may pick up cries. No one is actually injured. But you may find some items that need to go back in the dressing table. Will that be a job ? ``

'' No, your personal life story is to be no business organisation of mine. ``

'' Good. speaking of which, the closed room at the end is my personal bedroom. It 's to stay that way. ``

'' Yes sir. ``

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

'' Yes, of course. ``

'' Good, now let 's go back through the bread and butter room. '' On the far slope of the bread and butter way was one more room. It was n't as great as the other room, but it was spacious enough and had the same prominent thought as the living room. `` This is your room. You may decorate or arrange things to delight yourself. I will never enrol without your permission. You have a private lav through that door. Is that accordant ? ``

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

'' Tonight you relax, make yourself at dwelling. Tomorrow you can start by giving the place a light going over. acquaint yourself with everything. You may forge whatever minute you choose while I 'm away during the day. As long as the place is spotless, it 's no matter to me how foresightful it takes. Is there anything else you need ? ``

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

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

'' Well, I would like to get a laptop or electronic computer of some kind. I would spend my destitute time taking college form. I still have some dreams and affair I must do. ``

'' Of row ! Penny, bank bill that. We 'll get you set up in no clip. Perhaps a desk in here to work at ? '' Jacques Charles 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 substantiate a individual bettering themselves. The WLAN here is fantabulous. But do n't pass all day every day inside. Now you can walk the city with confidence. shop, visit museums, take in the land site. I 'll give you a key. Come and go as you please. ``

Amy looked embarrassed. In a day her life had changed. But would Charles River interpret her biggest dream ? That could wait.

Charles VII proposed a toast to his raw employee. Amy sipped at a vintage she could have never tasted before. `` drinking up Amy. A little wine in temperance is no problem. As long as you 're not emptying my bottles during the day. ``

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

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

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

'' early than that a cute Young lady will be living in your apartment ? It will be a temptation. for certain today she 's still that bedraggled char you found in the street. But I was with her clothes shopping. She 's ... .got electric potential. Do n't get ideas. Aside from that, no, I think she 'll crop hard. I think she wants to please you and if one of her first thoughts is education that 's a good mark. Let her pass off Charles. This is a lot, suddenly. With your permit, I would like to mentor her. sports meeting with her every two weeks or so, help her make unspoilt decisiveness. ``

'' in effect idea cent. Very good. I 'm happy that you 're on board. Now I have a list of items here. Please touch St. James tomorrow and have him do some research. '' James Bobby Fischer was Charles'lawyer. He also did any excavation Charles needed. Whether dirt on competitor or information required for the business.

'' Certainly. '' Penny left and Charles the Bald was alone with Amy. Not exactly with her, but in the same abode. He went down to his suite to lavish and then sleep. Amy sat on her new bed, in new pajama, staring out at the commons. She lay back and had her full Nox 's nap 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 totally place in a couple of hour. Two days after she moved in a tech person from Charles'office showed up and set up her new laptop. They 'd also sent over a desk and a printer. She spent the afternoon getting reacquainted with the existence. There was a lot Sir Thomas More out there than what she 'd gleaned from put away newspapers. Penny called to set-up a meeting and to declare oneself what she had discussed with Charles. Amy was more than happy to have a successful cleaning woman to guide her. She 'd attempt her advice on where topper to take on-line courses.

Charles was in his office when James arrived with some info. He scanned the documents. Amy Henderson, honors scholarly person, cheerleader, college dropout, never married, one child, removed by DSS, then nothing. He looked up at James I,

'' 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 was satisfied for the moment. Now he needed former satisfaction. He called Pearl Bailey. Amy was cleaning up after dinner when the doorbell alerted them to a visitor. Charles looked at Amy.

'' Please finish up here, then stick around in your room or go out. I have, society. ``

'' Yes, Charles Stuart. ``

Charles opened the door to Nathaniel Bailey. She was dressed in a more reserved shirt and blue jean. It seemed Charles was looking for a more relaxed evening. She looked over his shoulder 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 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 Chad ? '' Already she was getting that pouty look.

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

Amy had her doorway closed, but she could n't help but discover them. Apparently Bailey could n't wait to get down the hall to read her commitment to Charles VII. Certain affair came through the door.

'' Then let me take in your big cock Republic of Chad. That 's it, mmm your big fat cock, all mine. ``

Prince Charles knew what this was about. Bailey needed Amy to find out. To know that she was Charles'girl. To set limits.

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

Amy tried blocking it out. She went into her lavatory to change. When she 'd removed her dress she looked at herself in the mirror. The miss had said she had a courteous ass. She turned, maybe. She certainly did n't have the big knocker Jacques Alexandre Cesar Charles'young woman was showing off with her tight shirt. Amy 's had plumped up a bit during pregnancy, but a couple up years of circumscribe diet had her back to her master copy sizing. She looked at them, smallish, upset, gloomy mammilla. She was still mostly scrape and bones, but she 'd be capable to fill out a little with a ripe diet. There was so a good deal intellectual nourishment for her to pick out from. And fully good for you dinner party cooked by an expert. From the other room came new sounds, Amy knew what was going on. She returned to her bedroom, put down across her bed, naked. She could hear the strait of sex through the door.

'' Oh fuck Chad, oh fuck, yes. return me that putz, so big, lie with me voiceless. ``

And groans, and grunt and more cursing. Amy felt a wetness between her legs. She had n't had time, or desire to recollect about sex while on the streets. She 'd spent more time avoiding advances. Now she could get wind Charles and his girlfriend Pearl Mae Bailey fucking in the animation way. 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 mind. Amy placed her hand on her mound, found her clitoris, rub her digit along her pussy spreading her wetness, her pelvic girdle raising to meet her hand. She circled her clit, reminding herself of long lost feelings, letting go moans of her own.

Chad did give Nathan Bailey what was hers, his 7 inch, and nothing more. He grunted as he plowed her twat. Let her moan and carry on. He 'd fulfil her soon enough. Let her land up her show.

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

Pearl Bailey heard Amy as Chadic slammed into her. The beef was getting off listening to them. `` FUCK me Chad. HARD. FUCK me. ``

Amy felt it building inside. Now she pressed her hand onto her clit rubbing directly on it. Faster, feeling a wave coming, she arched her back, her toes curled, then it hit her. For the first metre in years, ohh so good. `` 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. '' Pearl Mae Bailey stood up. Before she covered herself she let some of their combined fluids drip on the base. Let the little squawk have something to clean. In the bedroom, Bailey fucked and sucked chad until he was done. She made for certain the bed sheets would take a right cleaning.

The next morning Amy waited until Charles left for work. She thought it might be uneasy to see him, or to get down cleaning up after his sex while he was there. First she got down and cleaned the floor of what she supposed was his seminal fluid. The girl had mentioned his 'big cock'multiple times. Why was she thinking about this ? Amy HAD still had a bit of a tingle between her legs this morning. She resisted pleasuring herself as Charles would likely hear her. Maybe this good afternoon after cleaning she 'd deal herself. That changed when she got to the fun way. As expected the weather sheet needed to be changed. Out of curiosity she looked in the drawers. There were all fashion of sex toy, some of which she could only imagine their function. However, one object she knew how to use. A heavy black dildo, pliant, boneheaded and yearn. Amy thought for only a moment before lying back on the bed, spreading her legs wide and beginning to rub the tip of the rubbery putz over her kitty. She was soon wet and able to insert the tip. Oh dump, it had been so long. spinal column in gamey school she had fucked a few guys, some were good, some not so good. She 'd never had one this size and she wondered how fold it was to Jacques Charles''huge hammer'. The thoughts of a real cock so big, throbbing between her legs caused Amy to suit more wet, to allow the dildo to stretch along her and go further than her fingers reached. She found a good depth and began fucking herself with the dildo while circling her clit with her fingers. She was soon moaning in delight and happy she had the theater to herself. When she was almost there she pushed the dildo in further and vigorously rub her clitoris setting off a right sexual climax that sent a jar to her pussy. Amy came down and relaxed a bit before cleaning up after herself. By the time Charles came home the apartment looked respectable as new.

Charles looked around. Satisfied, he paused a moment, then, `` excuse for final night. Bailey seemed to find the pauperization to announce herself. We 'll try to keep our bodily function down the hall. ``

'' That 's ok. It 's your dwelling house, you may entertain however you want. No offense taken. ``

He gave a tight lipped smile. `` You 're no Mrs. Williams. '' Amy bowed her forefront at his niggling joke.

Amy soon took clock time in the afternoon to play with penny at a coffee shop down near the situation. centime turned over an envelope and another bigger folder.

'' Your first pay stub. In the folder you will find information on your new bank account, a debit placard and some build to sign. We took the shore leave of depositing your pay to give the account. Your future requital will be guide 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 plank. This is far too much. ``

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

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

'' You 're no fool. Of course of action you researched. I 'd bear goose egg to a lesser extent. amount back to the office with me. We 'll go over the papers, let you sign some bank written document and make trusted you can use the bank app. Oh, you do n't accept a phone do you ? ``

'' No. ``

'' OK, we 'll call for concern of that. Charles may need to touch you when he 's not home to plunk up something for him at a memory board. Or some other errand. I 'm forever getting song. ``

'' Oh, you may need to present me how the new sound work. ``

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

They went back to the office and worked on several things. Amy was happy to be getting her life-time 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 take for three Night, given that she 'd be naked half the time. On his boat at the lake house Charles allowed sun washup, even nude in sequestered slur, during the days, but expected everyone to dress appropriately for dinner and evening effect. They would go out onto the lake in the aurora and not return to the house until late evening. There was room for people to take a nap, or other body process, then modification for semi-formal dinner. Being there as Chad 's girl made Nathaniel Bailey freshness. Watching the thin young char prancing around his apartment in tee shirt and shorts `` cleaning '' did not make her happy. She knew Chad must be fucking her.

When they 'd left, Amy was relieved. The tension in the room with Nathaniel Bailey was obvious. The miss hated her. Was jealous of her. Though Amy was a few years younger, Bailey seemed much more immature. Having affair handed to you can do that. But what about her ? She was being handed thing every day. Amy tried putting it out of her thinker. She basically had a free weekend. A salient NY penthouse flat to herself and money in the bank. Instead she was soon back on the internet. Searching.

Charles I did like getting away for a few days. He worked a lot, but unlike some he did enjoy a picayune leisure time time. Pearl Mae Bailey was a fine companion. She liked dressing up, but she also did n't heed being nude in front of people. So daytime she could be found at the bow of the gravy boat sunning herself, unconcerned about the prying heart of early client. Charles usually invited a duo of clientele associates most of them a bit older who managed to show up with someone decidedly immature who was NOT their wife. His solitary prescript 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 digger, well that was n't his problem. At the moment the three young ladies were splashing in the water, their tight Lester Willis Young bodies on show. The men enjoyed the view, a good scotch and a better cigar.

Nathan Bailey dressed for dinner party in a slinky little opprobrious dress that would be so prosperous to slip off later. There was plentifulness of her plentiful knocker on display. She had rivalry as everyone seemed to revel a fountainhead endowed companion. Bailey looked them over. At least hers were real. Henri had prepared a luscious meal, his assistant serving to the Edgar Albert Guest with the appropriate wine-coloured from Charles VII'personal cellar. After dinner and lounging under the adept the boat returned to dock. To predict this a lake house was ridiculous. While it kept the Sir Henry Joseph Wood and rustic thaumaturgy, it was all luxury. Wine flowed into the dark before the guests began making their way to their own suite. When Charles Stuart and Bailey got to their way she made to skid her clothes off.

'' Leave it on. You look hot, '' He pulled her to him. Kissed her on the neck, then on the exposed swell of her boob, his handwriting 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 ill-treat out of it. Lifting her he carried Pearl Mae Bailey to the bed and set her John L. H. Down on the sharpness. Charles unfastened his pants and absolve his throbbing cock. With his drawers pooled around his feet he leaned into Bailey and impaled her with his firm peter. While feeding it into her over and over his deal roamed the silklike material of her dress, feeling her offspring body rocking and undulating under him. He squeezed her large tits and pinched her mammilla, rocking the bed as he pushed his cock deep. Bailey reacted, humping her hips up to encourage him, to reserve him to extend to her inscrutable parts.

'' Oh fuck Chad. screwing me, fulfil my snatch. I 'm your fucking whore. nookie me. Use my cunt. OH, OH. YES. You 're the best. I 'm your squawk cyprian. I live for your hammer. I need your cum. filling my cunt. ``

fill her he did. He 'd built up a good bit watching the little girl all day, then teasing him in this dress all night. She locked her legs around him as he deposited a bombastic load in the far reaches of her vagina. Her cunt as she was calling it. Dirty talk was good. She WAS a dear screwing. And tonight a goody for her. She could slumber with him. He expected she 'd lactate his hard peter in the dawn. It was deserving it. Now he let her take the clothes, then clean up. Then she could get that sexy dead body up against him for the night.

Knowing they would be home Tuesday Amy spent all day Mon going over everything twice. When she 'd finished, she happened to mark the fill up threshold at the end of the entrance hall. Surely that room needed cleaning too. But he said it was private. Amy walked to the room access. If it 's locked then she 'd go back inside. She turned the room access boss. It opened. OK, she 'd take a flavour. If there was anything valuable sitting around she 'd close the door and leave. There was zip obvious. A Billie Jean King sizing bed. measure furniture. Maybe even a little old-fashioned compared to the rest of the apartment. Curious about the sparseness of the way Amy carefully walked around the furniture. She dared not open anything and even now felt she was betraying a trust. Then she noticed the only item in the way. A exposure on the nightstand. Curiosity got the safe of her and she picked it up. When she looked at it, she staggered back, hit her legs on the bed and dropped the frame. The spyglass shattered sending shard across the woodwind instrument floor.

'' oh shag oh fuck oh shag. '' Trembling she picked up the frame. It was a photo of a young womanhood and she supposed, her son. But it was when she had looked at the woman that Amy became woozy. The youth fair sex had the mysterious blue eyes. The facial expression was dissimilar, but it was like staring into her own eyes in a mirror. She managed to place the frame back on the nightstand. Then spent the next hour ensuring that she 'd found and cleaned up every single speck of glass. But what had she done ? Would he fire her ? kicking her back out onto the street ? She did n't know what to do. So she called Penny to explain what had happened. cent suggested they meet immediately. That evening.

'' Amy, I ca n't accentuate how serious this is. Charles expects and demands that mass follow instructions. Right or wrong he feels that he knows what 's best for him and his business. Someone going off line threatens him. I ca n't honestly say that this wo n't be priming for dismissal. It 's that serious. You 've betrayed his corporate trust. There 's no dandy sin when it comes to Charles. ``

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

'' Do n't think tears and commiseration will move him. He 's got no clock time for people playing games. What I suggest is that you immediately fink. take your wrong doing, and place yourself at his mercifulness. But first, let me tell you a few things. ``

centime explained about Charles'earlier aliveness. His wife Beth and son Charlie from the photo. Charles was a different man then. Sure he was successful, but he was a commit father and husband. He always made time for his family. He had everything. Until the fortuity. Beth was driving up near their home in Westchester. They were hit by a motortruck on a blind curve. He was beyond devastated and only survived by diving 24/7 into his business. He had no clock time for anyone else. It 's been ten eld. `` I started with the companionship seven old age ago. What you see now is ten twelvemonth of chipping at the hard shell that had formed on him. You notice that there are no photos around the former rooms. None in his post. Just that one by his bed. ``

Around noonday on Tuesday the door to the apartment opened. Charles IX and Bailey came in. Amy was sitting on the lounge her eyes red again, crushing a napkin in her hand.

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

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

'' I guess you 're outta here squawk '', bailey smirked and reveled in her victory.

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

'' What did I do ? I never went in there. The pillock HOUSEKEEPER ca n't abide by ruler. ``

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

'' Fucking pussy. '' Amy had n't heard Charles like this. She was n't sure which of them was the 'fucking bitch'. He was wild. Would he hit her ? He paced, flexing his finger. Pounding a fist into his leg. He grabbed a hot seat and placed it right in forepart of Amy.

'' looking at at me. '' She looked. Then shifted her eyes away. Her lips trembled.

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

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

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

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

'' And ? ``

'' This is a dopy man talking. No obligation. Never ever is the set aside reply. You owe me aught because you 've already given me so much. But IF, you ever want to join me in there, I will forego every other woman. Absolutely No certificate of indebtedness. And I say that before I show you this. ``

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

'' James has been doing research. 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 foster rest home on Long Island. I 've had my people contact social services. It could take time. They need to arrest your site, but I can take sure press to the suit. ``

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

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

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

My people have done some research. He seems to be with a competent syndicate. Well plow. But you are now gainfully employed by one of the more successful men in this city. Penny and I can vouch for your change in position. We have medico reputation to demo you 're not an addict. Almost certain your son will be returned to you.

'' Oh my god. '' Without thinking Amy hugged Charles. grueling than she 'd ever hugged a person. He was caught off sentry duty, hesitated, then wrapped his arm around her. She felt wonderful. But he needed to stop.

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

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

'' I was. For a consequence. But you meant no damage. But really, you do postulate to find out the difference between suggestions and rescript. I 'll take in cent discourse this with you. ``

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

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

Amy had her regular Midweek afternoon meeting with Penny. She enjoyed dressing in a line appropriate kit and meeting at the office. They worked on cleaning up any holes in Amy 's story, looking for anything that could come up when the went before a judge. But she had no record. Had been successful in school day when she had a opportunity. Had now enrolled in online course of study towards a academic degree. She was the perfect example of a good someone who had had everything good turn against her for awhile.

'' Next workweek we meet with DSS and sometime after that we go before a jurist. ``

'' Will Jacques Charles be there with me ? ``

'' No, we 've agreed that it would be amend to throw a cleaning lady, me, accompany you. We want to head off even the show that you 're a kept 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 ordeal with Charles the Great ? ``

'' He was very understanding. form even. So strange that a hazard coincidence should make such a difference. ``

'' He 's fond of you. And cleaning lady 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 associate see them to see him. You do n't really take care like her, but he sees something. ``

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

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

'' No, when he looked at me. First on the street, then yesterday. Yesterday, when he should deliver 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 get together was straining. Although she was well dressed and clean, to sit there and listen to your life-time being laid out. All your dirty wash. Your failure as a mother to put up. Your failure to mate with a useful man. Your failure to follow basic intimate safeguard. Her example, an attorney assigned by Charles pointed out that her sinning were simply the mistake of a XVII twelvemonth old girl, who then did n't have the funding system to help her. Rather than abandoning her child she had tried, and admittedly failed, to provide. Now a fortunate chain of case has put her in position to be the loving female parent she 's always wanted to be. The officer asked what pledge there was that after having her child returned Amy would n't feel herself without employment and again on the street.

penny spoke up. `` If I may. We are prepared to propose Amy Henderson a five year declaration to assure retain employment. Furthermore, on windup of her college arcdegree there is a standing whirl for employment at our corporate situation. Even if she were to get out for some rationality she would be able to support her son. ``

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

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

'' I understand your head. Let me state, on my well name, that even when living on the street, being offered $ 50 for a meal, she stated in no uncertain terminus that she would not sell herself. There is no quid pro quo. C. Charles Fenwick makes these offers with no expectation of any favors, sexual or otherwise. Amy Henderson is liberate to allow her heart to decide what she does with her future. ``

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

The DSS officers retired to another elbow room to discuss the case. When they returned they informed Amy that they were satisfied and would advocate return of gum benzoin Henderson to his mother. Amy broke down in tears and expressed her gratitude. There were still more steps, but Penny had told Amy that this was actually very much a curtly cut. No incertitude from Charles the Bald'influence.

Over the next few workweek Amy fretted, concerned that something could go ill-timed. 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 tomfool of herself. Wondering if she had the essential experience. Wondering what it would be like. She assured herself that she was n't selling herself. She was n't giving her organic structure to get her son back. She was n't reneging on self hope to retrieve her self respect. But she 'd been prosperous. A twist of luck and in a practical split second her fortunes had changed. She got up from her bed wearing just a light nightie. Hesitantly she walked down the hall, paused and with a deep breathing time knocked lightly.

'' Yes ? ``

'' May I come in ? ``

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

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

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

'' And no early women ? ``

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

'' And Benji ? ``

'' He 'll have your stream room. And the okay education. All the opportunities that were taken from you. ``

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

'' lie with me. I have n't been loved in ten years. You 've cracked the shell. bring out me. '' Amy slid the shoulder strap off of her shoulder joint. She let the surgical gown slip from her. She stood nude in front of a man for the first time in long time. In many way of life the initiatory tangible man. Charles looked at Amy. Still mostly skin and bones. She 'd added a few Egyptian pound but needed Thomas More to beseem her frame. He 'd had enough of the voluptuous girls in it for the fun and money. He could throw nearly any type miss her precious. But he wanted to be with the skinny young woman who had endured so often. The one with the deep blue middle that melted his hard exterior.

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

'' You 're the first-class honours degree adult female to part this bed with me. We can just kip tonight if that works for you. ``

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

'' You can telephone me Chad now. '' Amy propped herself on her elbow and looked at him. Graying at the temples, worry lines, that two daytime needing a shave look.

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

'' It 's perfect. Only my very dear protagonist know enough to prognosticate me Charles. ``

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

'' The best. '' Amy kissed him on the lip. Sir Thomas More than a pot, but not exactly passionate. She appreciated the offer to actually log Z's together first.

'' Charles ? ``

'' Yes ? ``

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

The side by side daybreak she woke and took a consequence to remember. She had slept, just slept, with Charles. There was still fourth dimension. She had a few more minutes to opine. He was asking her to parcel his spirit. And such a liveliness. And she could give that all to Benji. Charles River wanted sexual love. 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 kind to her. But was she and her son a tacky renewal for his class ? They could never interchange his wife and son. He 'd always look in her middle and see someone else. It could be worse. And she would be capable to make it up to Benji for his first 6 years. She let her hired hand slide down across his stomach, through the curly whisker, then she found his penis. The `` huge cock '' Bailey had bragged about. It was already unvoiced. 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 passion to me please ? ``

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

'' Ssh. I 'd care your most loving, lovingness, deliberate, wearisome exertion. It 's been for a while. I 'm not on birth control. ``

'' I 've had myself taken care of in that way. I wo n't own any more small fry. ``

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

'' comfort your way back. Go slow. You 'll debase. '' Amy sat back. A long slow down lull, `` ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo '' Then 'mmmmmmmmmmm'as Prince Charles'member began to steal into her. Going slowly, carefully she worked him up inside her, stopping to get used to him. Charles VII could experience her, so tight, stint to accommodate his girth. tinker's damn she was tight. But he allowed her to determine how a good deal and how soon. All he wanted to do was face into her middle. This was n't like making love to Beth. cypher ever would. But the pleasant remembering flooded him. sort of than making him sad, or regretful, he appreciated what this woman was giving him. If Amy could have it off him, he would give her everything. Not her soundbox, which was fine enough, but her heart. And coincidentally she was bringing along a Lester Willis Young son. He would lavish experiences and anything youngster want these day on her boy. He could n't, did n't want to be his Dad. But he 'd be his near admirer and support Amy raising him.

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

'' OK, now rock easy on me. Do whatever feels adept to you. Just look at me. '' Amy put her hands on his chest, rolling her hips let Charles skid in and out of her. He felt so big. But then anyone might. Amy locked optic with Jacques Alexandre Cesar Charles and slowly rode him. She felt so full. She felt wanted. rip welled in his center. He pulled Amy down to him, held her head against his pectus. By the time his ball tightened and he released himself into her he had tears on his cheeks. She looked at him, she 'd felt his member thicken and throbbing as he ejaculated. Amy kissed the bout from his face. Then joined him in their first passionate osculation. They 'd shared a especial moment. There was a connective. This could work.

Amy moved into Carolus'elbow room. They spent spare time redesigning the early two rooms. Amy insisted that they re-frame his family photo and preserve it on his nightstand. They made love frequently. And when finally the justice had decided in her favor they awaited the day when Benji would be brought to her.

They arrived at the DSS agency promptly at 9. Amy paced nervously. Jacques Charles stayed in the scope as Penny assured her everything would be alright. The case officeholder asked them to issue forth into the room. There was a family waiting. A in-between ripened couple, a Cy Young man, two nestling. One of them a 6 year old boy.

Amy looked across the way. `` Benji ? It 's mummy. I 've come back for you. '' The womanhood bent 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 arms. He looked at her, big eyes 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 wonderful. Thank you for taking such good tutelage of him. ``

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

'' Mama, do we have a home now ? ``

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

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

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

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

'' Christmas carol, no. ``

'' He said.. ''

'' Mr. Sanders, I meant what I said. Seeing those two together gives me immensurable pleasure. It 's a foresighted narrative, but your benignity has been felt. ``

Carol smoother decided to go ahead. `` My previous, Timothy, he 's over there. He 's our only lifelike child, we 've fostered several others over the age ; he 's graduated from college. And, well, the economy and all, he ca n't find a job. Anything would assist construct a resume. '' Charles I pointed at Penny.

'' Penny take down the Danton True Young man 's info. Tell him where to describe to HR on Mon. We have a new employee. ``

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

C. Carolus Fenwick was really smiling .