The Chauffeur………the consultation

BY : PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2018

CHAPTER 1

I never thought that at 40 I would be divorced. I have a great son, that I don't get much meter to see. I have the usual bills like mortgage, car defrayal, and now, child support. Somehow, it just doesn't seem carnival that the clean-handed party in a divorcement gets raked over the coals by family line royal court.

I have no protest paying child support. However, in my body politic men almost always miss.

To keep up my banknote, I was forced to bet for a part time job. I work 40-50 60 minutes a week as a restaurant manager. Yet, that money was no longer enough to keep my financial head above water.

I called several friends inquiring if they knew any part time problem that I could take on. Everyone said the Saami thing to me that ‘ times were bad ’.

I went online looking for region time work and ran across an ad for drivers needed. I waited until Monday to call the bit listed inquiring about the office. To my surprisal, a delicious lady answered the sound with a flimsy southern drawl to her voice.

"Thank you for calling Happy, Happee Limo. This is Tina speaking. Do you need a limousine for pickup or airdrome overhaul ?"Her vocalisation just seemed to ‘ smile'over the phone.

I hesitated for a bit before answering,"Neither, I'm calling about a position that I saw your companionship post online for a driver."

"Oh, that's handled by Sasha. Please hold while I connect you."Tina replied.

I waited for what seemed like an hour but, most likely just 5 second or so. Finally, a charwoman with a cryptical eastern European accent mark answered. My heading quickly thought of the old cartoon"Boris and Natasha"as Sasha's voice sounded just like Natasha.

"Um, hi there, my name is Jacques Louis David and I'm calling about the driver lieu that you have advertised online.

Sasha's answer was that the position was to neglect off and cull up mass as directed by the dispatcher. In the tedious times, the driver is to either patrol the airdrome arrival area or await outside one of the half XII top end resort hotels that they have declaration. The position revolves carrying their clientele to whatever finish they requested for a flat tire fee.

In my head, it sounded like a in good order job. I asked what the working hours that would be required of me. Sasha told me that I needed to run into with her at the limo office Tuesday about 8 pm. She also went on to differentiate me that I needed to wear my undecomposed wearing apparel suit, so she could lay down sure that I would be dressed capture if they were to proffer me the position.

On Tuesday, I showed up at the address she gave me about 15 transactions early. I parked my Toyota Corolla, got out, checked my suit, and sprayed a mint spray in my mouth. The courtship I wore has black slacks and a black garb courting coat. I wore my favorite atomic number 27 blue long sleeved groom shirt with a damp maroon tie with a matching maroon handkerchief. I made trusted to smoothen my melanise whack and black wearing apparel shoes just to impress.

I was queasy to say the least. I had not been on a job consultation in respective years. My heart was pounding as I looked at the grandiloquent office edifice. I rang the buzzer on the front threshold and a rather magnanimous bald black man answered. I introduced myself and he replied,"Oh you're the one here for the job. C'mon in. Take the elevator to the 8th floor and you will see the star sign for the limo ship's company. proficient Luck."

To me, the elevator ride seemed forgetful, but then again, there was no one else using it. When I arrived at the ‘ Happy, Happee limousine'door a hand-written sign taped to the threshold read"roast loudly"which I did.

A cute mid-20's slender calamitous womanhood answered. She long branch, small but irreverent boob, and a beautiful smile. I asked,"Sasha ? ”. She chuckled at me and said,"No, I'm Tina. You must be St. David. Come on in and follow me but, please be quiet as our telephone set girls are talking to customers."

I did as I was told and followed her silently. While we were walking through the large conference area, there seemed to be band of college aged cleaning lady on the phones. Since my nerve was pattering about a thousand geographical mile a minute I really didn't pay attention to the phone conversations.

Tina and I arrived at a beautiful set of double doorway. I noticed that they seemed to be out of plaza for an office. They had the visual aspect of something from a church building or castle. Big thickly heavy Wood doorway with what appeared to be an old iron knob complete with a skeleton key hole.

I smiled to myself thinking that this place is becoming more interesting by the minute.

Tina knocked and walked right through the doors. I followed and to my surprise there was a very tall statuesque woman with waist distance straight blonde whisker. She was dressed in a black leather stays with pit black boxers and thigh high leather boots. The air in the ‘ office'had the distinctive scent of clove tree from some sort of incense burn in a corner of the room.

"Sasha, this is David your 8 o'clock consultation. Shall I wait, or would you like me to go back to the earphone ?"Tina inquired.

"Stand by the doors. You will be needed in a few minutes."Sasha replied in a heavy accent.

CHAPTER 2

I'm sure that my boldness was covered with bewilderment. I stood silently with my bridge player starting to perspire.

Sasha began to verbalize,"Mr. David, you appear to observe directions skilful. We expect our employees to be able to come after directions specifically. We also expect that whatever you see and hear in your limo remains a orphic with anyone except me. Is that read Mr. Jacques Louis David ?"

"Yes Ma'am."I replied beginning to care about how drop-dead gorgeous Sasha and Tina appeared which got my cock stirring.

"Ok, Mr. David, showtime. Please drop your pants."Sasha directed.

"What ?"

"You get one more opportunity Mr. David, free fall YOUR PANTS."Sasha demanded.

In my headway, I thought if this was even sound to ask but needing the job I complied. I unbuckled my knickers, undid the hold, and unzipped letting my trouser flow to the floor around my ankles.

Sasha used her index finger finger to beckon Tina to come over to her. Tina came over to her and stood silently.

"Tina, check out Mr. Saint David. I want to make indisputable he ‘ measures up ’."Sasha said with a wicked grin.

Tina walked over to me and inspected the bump in my pugilist brief. Nervously, I just stood there.

She reached out her deal and caressed my now mostly erect tool. In doing that, she turned her straits and smiled a big smile back at Sasha. Then I felt flabby delicate finger inside of my waist isthmus and a forceful tug putting my boxers on top of my pants around my ankles.

Now, I was completely naked from the shank to my mortise joint with my fully set up putz pointed up towards the ceiling. Still, I remained silent and still.

Tina grasped my hard humanness along the barb with one hand and ‘ weighted'my balls with the other. I heard a low guttural moan barely noticeable.

"Mr. David, do you like sex ?"Sasha asked.

Trying to clear my head enough to suffice a coherent sentence, I replied,"Sure, doesn't everyone ?"

"Mr. Saint David, that was a yes or no question."Sasha snapped back.

"Yes Ma'am. I do enjoy sex."

At this point, I was trying to suffocate a moan since Tina was now stroking my cock and rubbing the pre-cum up and down the shaft.

My drumhead was spinning ! Between Sasha's interesting appearance and Tina's grasp of my rigid prick, they really had my brain in overdrive.

Tina bent over at the shank and began to lick the headspring of my pecker. She swirled her clapper around and around the thick purple head. She lifted my cock and licked the underside of it beginning at the radical. Her early handwriting kept gently squeezing and massaging my balls.

I was trying hard to remain tranquil. Tina licked and sucked my cock like person who obviously had done this, many times before. To my surprise, a low moan escaped my mouth.

"Mister St. David are you enjoying my Tina ?"Sasha inquired.

"Yes, absolutely !"

"Tina, would you enjoy Mr. David fucking you ?"

"Oh yes !"Tina squealed.

"Good then, Mr. St. David, please bend my Tina over my desk. Remove her shortstop and please lead off fucking her. We need to take a shit certainly you can do the job."Sasha said with a big smile.

Tina stopped sucking my cock. She stood up uncoiled and walked over to an hollow 1/3 of her desk and set over putting her straits on the desk facing Sasha. As I started to follow her, I remembered my pants and boxers were still around my ankle. I debated in my foreland for a moment, should I deplume them back up or kick them off ? I chose pulling them back up but, only enough to be able to take the air over to Tina. When I reached her, I again dropped my pants and boxers.

"Mr. David, you are to make love my Tina with no condom. You understand ?"Sasha asked.

My head did not even question why Sasha made that statement. I was on sexual overdrive at that consequence. It has been various hebdomad since I had sex. I grabbed my rock-hard manhood and put it at the entrance to her honey hole. I began slowly pushing the head in gently. I whispered in her ear,"Are you ok ? I'll go slow."

"Mr. David, this is NOT making love. It is sex. If you can not take a shit her orgasm in less than ten min, then your interview is over. DO YOU UNDERSTAND MISTER Jacques Louis David"Sasha said with a loud drill sergeant like tone.

"Yes Ma'am !"I answered not wanting this to end.

Never in my wildest dreams had I ever even considered a ‘ job'interview such as this.

I put both of my hands-on Tina's hip joint and lunge my cock into her. I used force but, not so much that I would offend her. She felt warm, wet and very tight.

Her pussy was grabbing my cock with some military unit. I could feel her womanhood as I penetrated her until my pelvic girdle os reached her ass. I began thrusting in and out with function. This ‘ interview'was NOT going to end on a poor performance note.

Tina was moaning but, not with the intensity that I was anticipating. I began to get occupy thinking about the clock that I was under. I kept thrusting harder and harder into her. I felt something hitting the head of my stopcock a couple of times before I realized that it was her cervix.

I just kept up the furious see-saw move in and out of her miserly wet fair sex hole.

I picked up the pace and began to pound her with everything I had. Finally, I started getting the moans and vociferation that I was expecting. My cock was finally bathed in her wetness. I felt her trunk tense up and she let out a tacky riot of pleasure.

I kept on fucking her bringing Forth another orgasm. This one obviously had her head spinning and her swilling for air. I felt her woman juice plash against my groin as I continued to have it off her.

"Mr David, you may stop now. Have you orgasmed yet ?"Sasha inquired.

"No Ma'am."

"Good, then you will do over to me and finish up your fucking with me. You will fuck me as hard or difficult than my Tina. Do you understand ? If you cum first this consultation will be over. Do you sympathise ?"Sasha said with authority.

Once again, I answered,"Yes Ma'am ”.

I stood up with my pants and drawers still around my mortise joint. I decided that they needed to come off and thus giving my cock a import to readjust. I was worried that I would cum first and that would form me very disappointed. So, my architectural plan was to fuck Sasha as backbreaking and as fast as I could possibly physically handle all the while thought of thing that had zippo to do with sex.

I kicked off my shoes, took off my drogue, and stepped out of my pants and boxers. I kicked them all over to the side away from the desk.

While I was doing that, Sasha ordered Tina to go unobjectionable herself and get back on the headphone. Tina complied.

Sasha then got out of her black shorts. I noted that she was completely shaved and thought to myself that Tina was also shaved.

I could smell the scrumptious odor emanating from Sasha's bald pussy. I asked Sasha to lie on her back in the Lapp place on the desk that Tina was using just minutes before.

Sasha complied but noted that even though my cock looked big enough, she may be more hard to lay down orgasm.

Although I was somewhat apprehensive, I stepped forward with all intention of completing the duty assignment or challenge as it were.

I took each articulatio talocruralis of Sasha's and put it over my shoulders. I grabbed her rosehip and slid her toward me on the desk. My cock was now intemperate and gear up to go again.

"Remember what I told you Mister Jacques Louis David !"Sasha reminded me.

I put my hard pecker up against her fuck yap. I didn't enter her slowly or with gradualness. I pushed my total 9 in into her as fast and as hard as I could. Sasha's slit was so very wet that it made sloshing sounds with me going in on the 1st push.

I heard a loud oink from my new nookie partner. I was balls deep into her. I pulled almost all the way out and slammed back into her again and again. Harder and harder, I kept my pace as fasting and as enraged as I could.

In my head, I was trying to call back of fatuous things like getting my car's oil changed next hebdomad, what groceries did I need to buy, and when is my succeeding alveolar appointment.

Slap, smacking, smacking was the sound my balls were making as they kept hitting Sasha's ass. Sasha was moaning loudly but I wasn't convinced she was finale to cumming yet. sudor was now starting to form on my forehead and drip onto Sasha's tight belly.

It dawned on me that I was forgetting something. Her clit ! With that thought firmly in my capitulum, I reached both workforce out to her sloshy slit and began rubbing her clitoris with my thumbs simultaneously. As I rubbed her clitoris in circles, she really began moaning and squirming underneath me.

After just a distich of minutes of kitty throb and arduous clit rubbing, her breath became stammer and her moaning getting louder.

All at once, I felt my cock and balls get splashed with her wetness. She let out a riot in some Eastern European speech communication that I didn't understand. However, I assumed it was curse words since that seems to be what many, if not most cleaning lady, do when cumming that hard.

As she started to weave down after a few moment, I just kept hammering away at her twat with my steel hard putz.

Again, she splashed my entire breakwater area with her lady cum. I kept rubbing her clitoris. Forcing her to again curse in another language.

Finally, I said to her,"Sasha, do I have the attitude ? Do you want me to continue going ?"

Tina came running into the room along with two other beautiful women only to see me making Sasha cum again and again. Tina ran over to Sasha, while the other two women just looked at me with their mouths open.

I was now as bold face as I could ever be making both Tina and Sasha cum multiple clip and yet, not cumming myself. I smiled a big smile !

As Tina pulled my handkerchief out of my coat pocket to wipe Sasha's frontal bone, I felt that associate twinge. My balls began to constrain up. I knew that I was passing the degree of no return yet, I was continuing to hammer away at Sasha's know hole.

"Sasha, I going to cum !"The moment that final stage word left my mouth I felt my cock uprise inside of her and my cock emptied inside of Sasha. The first mates of spasms blastoff my sperm cell into her belly since the school principal of my cock was passing her cervix on each incoming thrust.

As I started to cum deep inside of her, she splashed me once more. My prick and egg were now actually dripping with her love juice. Her external respiration became very mercurial and her strange cursing began again.

As I began to run out of steam and my cock finished emptying into her, Sasha in an almost breathless voice,"Mister David, Mr David, please barricade. PLEASE, PLEASE catch ! ”.

I did not pay tending to one of the beautiful young lady at the door, leaving for a here and now to get 2 warm wet hand towels and 2 dry hand towels to clean house us up. Each adult female at the door came over to us as we were uncoupling. One woman began wiping my now semi-erect pecker with the warm up wet towel. She made sure she cleaned my cock, my egg, my entire crotch area, as well as down the movement and interior of my branch. Taking the dry towel next she first wiped the travail off my face, leaning into me and giving me a pleasant-tasting buss rustling in my ear,"No one has ever done that to her. I think you're hired."

I smiled again with that knowledge. As I was standing there getting cleaned up, the other woman was cleaning up Sasha.

Sasha finally began to speak,"Mister David, obviously you passed your interview. I will now offer you use in our company. How much pay would you need to make this your one and only job ? Clearly you have the necessary skills. So, I ask again. How much do you need to work this your solely job ?"

I sat down on the professorship to put my boxers and pants back on. I tucked my now sweaty shirt into my pants before buckling my belted ammunition. I was trying to delay the answer, thinking about how often I currently made and how brusk I was every month since my divorce.

"$ 175,000 a year."I replied.

I currently made $ 125,000 managing the eating house but, that included my usual annual bonus. If this job was going to be my only generator of income, then I needed it to handle all my expense as well as what I am behind.

Sasha sat quietly behind her desk. She looked at me with an intensity but, I didn't think she was raging just in abstruse idea.

"No ! Mister Saint David you will make a minimum of $ 200,000 a year. After 30 sidereal day, you will turn eligible to pull in point and get our monthly bonus. Our company will command that you sign a 5 yr contract. You will puzzle out when we need you to work. Some weeks it may be only 35 to 40 hours and some calendar week it may be as much as 80 hours. Our deal will ingest the usual boring benefits such as, medical and dental consonant. However, there will be other particular benefits that we will discuss at another sentence. Do we have a mess Mister David ? ”.

I sat in my chair in out secretiveness. My head was screaming to take the mountain, take the quite a little, TAKE THE DEAL ! ! !

I smiled. I turned around to present Sasha and politely said,"Yes, that is an acceptable offer. However, I have two questions. First, what will my title be ? irregular, when would you opt me to set about ?"

Sasha, now well-chosen that I accepted her offer said,"You will start next Mon Mr. David. Your title will be the Chauffeur. Mr. David, my Tina will see you out. Have a effective night and please campaign home carefully.

The end of part one : The Chauffeur……the interview

I hope you liked it and let me know. I would enjoy your comment ( estimable or bad ). Thanks ! ……PABLO