The Chauffeur ( # 27 ) Getting cover to lick

By : PABLO DIABLO

right of first publication 2019

CHAPTER 1

As everyone was sated with Sammy and Bobby's wonderful preparation, the chefs seemed to find their way to be around Melanie,

Both of them were clearly flirting with her and she was loving every minute of it. It certainly was gracious to see her smile.

I pulled out my laptop and using a twain of earbuds that Dakota gave me, I plugged in and put on some music.

Logging into my work email, there was another 350 emails. I scanned through them. First one that I stopped on was from the trucking company manger. He was asking for another order of tires. He said that he now has a waiting list since we have priced them down so far that many independent truckers have begun to ask to be put on a list and to let them know when Sir Thomas More tires will be in-stock.

I sat back in my chair. Maybe we stumbled onto something. I sent a follow-up electronic mail to that manager telling him that I would order another flock of the greatly increased order from BF Goodrich. I also asked if we should be expanding the tire dispersion to other shopping mall since we have a standing waiting listing. I followed up that e-mail with another one to the BF Goodrich tyre guy. However, this clock time I sent him an additional list of 15 additional position that I want tires sent. I also inquired about the retread plant in Texas.

I saw multiple emails from various news organizations. I read a duo, but the one that caught my tending was one from Jim Cramer and the Mad Money producer. She invited me to hold an interview with Jim via telephone set, via video, or their hope, in person in New House of York metropolis. I replied to them saying that I needed a couple of weeks to modulation but would be willing to total to New York for the in-person consultation.

In my email rested one from FedEx. They referred to respective software from a R. Jaxson that will be delivered to our house today or tomorrow.

Further scanning brought me to one from the chef at Melanie's home. He asked if he could inquire what the job might be that I referred to, what would be the hours, would it be good time as he didn't think that his services with Melanie would be needed much longer. He also attached a survey for me to look at to verify his reservation and Department of Education. I made short letter to chat with Melanie about this guy.

I began to read the ‘ read only'emails, disposing them after. I was listening to some old blues music when I felt a duad of lips on the backbone of my cervix. I stared straight ahead thinking to myself ‘ who belongs to these flabby backtalk'?

A ace finger began playing with my ear all the while the sass kept kissing the back of my neck with an occasional clapper lick.

Then, a gruntle whisper in my ear as one earbud was removed,"dad is it ?"

Before I turned around, I closed my laptop intellection that I had done enough body of work for now.

Slowly, I turned around. It was Melanie. She was standing there naked. My pecker sprang to life. Again, just something about her made me want her. I stood up from the mesa, removing my other earbud. I pulled her in tightly. She slipped a finger from each manus into the waistband of my shorts and pushed them down.

"David, thank you for bringing me here. This is just what an old gal needs,"she says to me.

"Did you have something wicked in mind, my dear ?"I ask.

"will you and Jill play with me ?"She asked.

"Absolutely ! You don't need to ask here Mel just plunk someone and commence licking, sucking, fucking whatever you have in judgement. My group is friendly. There may be some age conflict but no one that I'm aware of has an issue with any of that,"I tell her.

I take her by the hand and jumper cable her to our sleeping room. When I open the room access, we see John and Marcus having their way with Jill. She is the middle of a spit-roast. Melanie bloom and tries to change state around and walk away. I put my arm around her waist and pull her into the bedroom.

"Jacques Louis David, she's busy. Don't hassle her,"Melanie directs.

"Jill, beloved, Melanie would wish to subscribe to your place. Care to switch ?"I say loudly.

Jill responds by waving Melanie over to the bed. I push Mel towards the troika. Jill stops sucking Marcus'cock and unplugs herself from John's massive tool. She pulls Melanie onto the bed.

"valet de chambre be nice to her,"is all that Jill says before getting out of the fun bed.

John leans his human face down and puts it between Melanie's legs as Marcus posture her to be on all fours. Greedily, she begins to puzzle out and lactate Marcus'still hard cock. It is twitching with excitement.

Jill and I walk over to the turn bed. Jill starts playing with John the Evangelist's cock from behind him and I begin stroking Melanie's back gently.

I whisper in her ear as I hear her slurp on Marcus,"Do you have any idea how aphrodisiac you look with a hard-young cock in your mouth and john getting you wet enough for his horse cavalry cock to intrude on your wonderful pussy ?"

Melanie moans and reaches out with one hand to stroke my cock.

I see John lift his cock up and slew it into Melanie, whose centre just roll to the back of her head. can began slowly and gently fucking her. He put his hands on her hips to ascertain her apparent movement. As clip wore on, he began to increase his rhythm.

Marcus tells Melanie that he's about to cum. She keeps up her efforts of licking and sucking him. He erupts into her mouth. A small bit dribbles out the side of her sassing running down to the underside of her cheek before finally dropping off her nerve and onto the bed.

Marcus leans into her thanking her and kissing her on her forehead before rolling off the gaming bed.

Jill directs me to get up on the bed where Marcus was consequence ago. She decided that she wants some attention from both me and Melanie. She strokes my cock fashioning sure it is severe. She points to my stopcock and gently push Melanie's drumhead towards my manhood.

John is now really fucking her hard and fast. I see the glazed over look in Melanie's centre as she is trying backbreaking to stay on undertaking of giving me a blowjob. Once I'm sufficiently wet, Jill climbs aboard and straddles my cock into her ass. She has her back to me and her coochie facing Melanie. She takes Melanie by the ears and directs her towards her twat.

"punch me, Darling,"she directs to Melanie.

Melanie pauses for just a moment inhaling Jill's intoxicatingly fantastic womanhood before snaking her tongue through her woman-folds. Jill leans back onto me, squirming her beautiful ass. I wasn't sure which got her going more, being the center of Melanie and I's sex sandwich or maybe my hard cock into her ass or Melanie's tongue exploring Jill's sex. It really didn't matter, two hombre, two ladies, caboodle of fun.

John finally hit his orgasmic efflorescence,"OH FUCK ME. THIS IS SO eff GREAT, FUCK MEEEEEEE,"he announces to the room in general.

feel St. John's prick erupting into Melanie, made her lose plaza lacing Jill for just a couple of moments. Jill giggled and said to me,"guess Saint John the Apostle had to knead off all that food somehow,"I laughed.

After john was finished cumming into Melanie, he did something that I didn't expect him to do. He came around to Melanie, thanked her, and leaned down to kiss her. After they broke from the candy kiss, John took a duet of licks on Jill's pussy and even jokingly poked her protruded clit. Jill moaned a thank you. Saint John kissed Jill and turned to impart the room.

Melanie stopped licking Jill and said to trick,"Will I get to do it you again ? Your tool is the biggest that I've ever had, and I would like more, if you're willing,"she says to him in a grave manner.

John turns on his heels and comes back to the bed saying,"Ma'am, you can have me anytime you want. That is one of the nicest things anyone has ever said to me,"before he leaned into her again, kissing her, although this clock time much more passionately.

When they broke, he kissed her nose and then the top of her forehead before getting back up off the bed and heading out.

Jill said to me,"St. John the Apostle really is beginning to take on your timbre. He's basically a mini you. He's now fucking with a bit of a flair not just slamming that huge rooster into someone,"Jill says in a low tone as Melanie has gone back to thrashing and sucking on Jill as my stopcock is still buried into Jill's anal cavity.

I can feel Jill's body move over her away as pocket-size orgasms are rolling through her.

"Jill my beloved, Melanie asked to play with you. I think over the future bit you and her penury to do matter together, shop, nooky, more shopping, and plenty more know,"I say smiling as I feel her wriggle her ass sideways from Melanie's tongue.

Melanie's body also begins to spasm. I see her center roll back in her skull and her unwritten Assault on Jill slack down dramatically. Jill reaches out and pulls her face into her pussy further. Melanie tries to stick her glossa into Jill like a spear, but alas, she was cumming too firmly to make that work.

observation Melanie and palpate Jill ride my rooster made me feel that fantastic twinge of the inevitable.

Jill who was now just leaning on my chest came first,"OH fucking ME, MELANIE YOU DO SUCH A WONDERFUL JOB WITH THAT TONGUE OF YOURS,"as I feel her body strain up as a huge orgasm hammer my Jill's body.

I kiss Jill'neck as I begin to erupt into her ass. As I shoot my onus into her, I feel it leaking out of her ass and onto my formal. Melanie leans in a bit promote and licks the cum off my balls.

Melanie stops licking and rolling wave onto her back exhausted and almost breathless. I untangle myself from Jill's ass as my cock begins to deflate. I get up from the bed and capitulum into the lavatory to strip myself up.

While I was in there, I heard conversation between Jill and Melanie. Couldn't quite hear the Word of God, but I heard the voices well-defined enough.

After stepping out of the shower and drying off, I heard summoning of God Almighty. This clip it was Melanie once again. She was hitting her orgasmic peak on all cylinders. I peeked my point out of the bathroom just in time to see Jill's human face buried into Melanie. Mel's whole body shook as one sexual climax after another rolled through her body.

Jill was relentless. She didn't let up as Melanie orgasmed over and over."OH GAWD JILL, YOU'RE MAKING ME CUM SOOOOOOOOOOO…."Her voice trailed off as another Brobdingnagian orgasm ravaged her body.

After respective mo of Jill laying waste to Melanie's pussy, Mel begged for Jill to block up, she didn't suppose she had any more left to give. Jill moved up and kissed her face before wrapping her arms around Mel. They both were satisfied. They stayed tangled up and slowly tried to oppose off the monster known as sleep.

I smiled and stepped back into the john to pitch my towel into the trammel. My laptop was calling, in my head at least.

As I moved through the hallway, I realized how tired I was. I turned around and headed back to my chamber. Once inside, I shed my shorts, kissed both Jill and Melanie and climbed into our sleep bed. It didn't take long for sleep to overtake me.

CHAPTER 2

When I woke it was Monday and I needed to get back to work. The weekend was unlike to say the least, a big party, followed by a trip-up to Bob Jaxson's funeral, then back place bringing Melanie Jaxson with us. Jill was sleeping peacefully succeeding to me in bed. Melanie wasn't in the room any longer. I quickly showered, put on some apparel shorts and a white tee shirt and headed towards the kitchen.

I opened the laptop, put in the earbuds and logged into my body of work email.

In less than 18 hours, my work email went from the LE than 200 I had left it at to over 450. Really ? 450 ?

So, I began the appendage of scanning through looking for unity that were not read-only. First one that I found was from Roger. He explained what had happened at the Pinetree in New Orleans. Seems that a mates of frat guys were holding a party, put the location on mixer medium. The political party grew exponentially and soon there were so many drunk college kids that one of them tried diving into the pool from the second-floor ceiling. He didn't make the jump successfully. To try and hide the screwup, several of them set ardor to the way, thus causing an excreting of the total hotel.

Although, he didn't ask for a reply, I sent him one thanking him for the update.

After Roger's email, there was one from the BF Goodrich guy. He sent another unfold tyre ordering, however he did some math and sent additional tires to the 15 new emplacement, at BF Goodrich's monetary value as a thank you for being such a honorable customer. He also said that the first 5 tractor trailers of old tire had arrived at the retread position and will be made new and sent back.

I found myself going back to Melanie's chef email. I responded to him that I have a need to help oneself several of our restaurant locations to organize and hold the actor's lives much gentle. I asked him how much he made working for Melanie. I also told him that this position would require him to trip via commercial airlines. I told him that I would consume a discussion with Melanie about him and sent the email.

The guy that Roger had selected to plow piece training was confirming our division Tuesday at 10am at the topical anaesthetic pistol range. He said that those who don't own a firearm, he would consume respective with him. I thanked him and confirmed the date/time.

I saw an email from Jennifer's phone reminding me that I wanted her to match out other big position building. She had programme for a sojourn to Atlanta mid-week, just a quick round head trip. She was booked on Delta each way. However, she was asking if she should take Diane with her to occupy her away from her crazy mom, Nikki. I replied that if she felt it to be the flop matter to do, then do it. However, be for sure to fly 1st grade, no need to fly passenger vehicle. Then a intellection came to me, do we need a travel federal agent on board as component part of the HR radical ? Outside of the two private jets, there is a tumid total of traveling. Maybe having an feel traveling agent might help defray some costs and eliminate multiple layover.

To help oneself eliminate some of the plenty emails, I looked for ace that had the Saame lead-in and thus being replied ‘ to all ’. I figured out that I only needed to study the most recent one, thus giving me entree to all the comments and still getting the information being passed along.

Sharon had also sent one from her phone, asking about picking out a new car that I had promised when she was hired. I replied she should take me brochure of the two she most care and we'll go from there. I already bought Dakota and Tina each a BMW, what would Sharon bring me ? My straits guessed SUV, but my warmheartedness thought Mercedes.

I sent Jill an email asking for 500 percentage of Jaxson Inc. descent for each of the CG boys. They defended the castle. I wanted to build certain they knew how very much I appreciated their efforts.

As I was listening to euphony from the 80's a pair of arms wrapped around my cervix. One of the work force removed an earbud. I felt lips kissing my ear. Whom could it be ?

In a barely audible whisper I heard,"pa, can I suffer your baby too ?"I was sure at this degree it was Jill having some fun with me. I turned around and was shocked to see, Melanie. She giggled at my shock. She explained that she knew that Jill and I were trying to gestate our own child and thought she would make light of it.

I stood up and put my arms around her, pulling her into me. I could feel my cock beginning to heighten. She obviously felt it as well, putting her hand down my shorts and taking hold of my now punishing cock. She gently stroked it. For some reason, I just wanted to brush everything off the tabular array and lay her down putting my cock into her. She undid my shorts and boxers letting the descent to the floor.

I reached down and lifted her up. She wrapped her ramification around me as I positioned her wet pussy over my manhood. I lowered her down gently.

"Oh David, you have no musical theme how much I have missed being touched, being loved, being used for the sexual being I am. I can't thank you enough for insisting that I come here with you,"she said to me with a look of erotic love in her eyes.

"Mel, you don't need to race home, let's song this station your Dame Rebecca West sea-coast home,"I say to her trying to make her feel more at ease.

"Darling, I need to ask you about your chef at the Hamptons abode. Is he available ? I have a goodness full-time stead for him in the eating place group, will he be available anytime soon ? And, if so, how much do you pay him ?"I ask as we are rocking back and away making each other look wonderful.

"David, if you want him, he's yours. I've been worrying about what to do with nearly of the staff. Godfrey has already been spoken for by an uppity British couple a mile or so down the road. I pay my chef $ 36,000 a twelvemonth plus an annual fillip of $ 1500. Why ? Is that too much ?"she asks as we try to extend out our pleasure.

"OH, MY GAWD, DAVID…. I'M CUUUUUMMMMMMIIINNNNNGGGG,"she said breathlessly. Her optic rolled to the spine of her head. She put her capitulum on my shoulder and began to just make vibrant sounds.

I just caressed her back while still thrusting myself into her womanly folds. I took a footstep forward pushing her up against one of the bar ordure. She leaned backwards and put her arms straight out balancing herself against the bar. I kept my gentle and rhythmic screw. Her breathing stayed shallow and the nidus of her eyes clearly was glazed over.

As she regained her calm, she asked me,"David, do you ever go into the office ?"She asked while trying to refocus her senses.

"Not usually, why do you ask ?"

"Well, it seems to me that if you're supposed to be the face of the companionship, shouldn't you actually show your face ?"she asked.

"When it is necessary, I do show my nerve. However, I get more accomplished if the employees don't see me coming. I want a truthful peek at exactly what our customer see. If I announce my comer, then I get a fancied-up visit and do not get an literal taste of what our customer are usually experiencing. Look at the top 100 companies in the US Thomas More than 90 % of their senior management only want to visit the ‘ best'their company has to offer. I take a different approach ; how can I fix it if I don't know what's broken ? Department of Energy any of this shuffling sense ?"I say to her.

"Do you retrieve when you told Bob to fuck off and that you take leave ? I told you that he threw his phone across the room and broke it into various pieces. Do you vaguely remember that ?"she asks.

"Vaguely ? It feels more like it was last week,"I reply.

"I never fixed that phone. I still have it. It means a lot to me. Until that phone Call, I was sure that I was the only when one who could elicit that type of anger out of Bob. He was used to steam-rolling people and getting his way all the clip. You told him off and before he could argue with you or call on the carpet you or even read you out to the woodshed for an mental attitude change, you set him on his heels by quitting and hanging up. That was the exact moment that I knew you were the perfect person to run the company. Bob couldn't have his way with you, yet he respected you because you took responsibility for your actions and your occupation decisions. Heck, the night we met you, if you remember, our usual number one wood Denise was in some kind of accident. You and Jill came and got us, you made the decision not to charge us and Jill offered to block up and get me anything that I needed from Walgreen's."Melanie tells me.

"Thank you. That means a lot to me,"I say to her.

Over Melanie's berm I see my gorgeous wife, wearing one of my white tee shirts come around the recess into the kitchen. She stops and kisses Mel quite passionately.

"How are you doing Mom ?"Jill asks.

"MOM ? ?"I ask.

"Yeah, I figure that since about of the Lady here call you Daddy, maybe I should prognosticate Melanie Mom. Any problems with that ‘ dad'?"Jill says to me all the patch smiling her beautiful smile.

"Nope, none at all,"I say knowing there are great things to make believe an issue about.

I kiss Jill.

"Aren't you done fucking Mom yet ? She might just be tired of your always wanting sex,"Jill says to me giggling.

"sound to me like you're jealous or jealous,"I reply to her smiling.

"Jilly, you have no idea how often I'm enjoying this. He can bonk me anytime he wants to. Oh, and that boy, the mini-David fucked me silly yesterday. That boy can have it off !"She says with my putz still in her.

"Mom, do you forget we were right there ? Yes, St. John can have a go at it. He wasn't always that way, he has been a bequeath student,"Jill explains as she reaches out and twists one of my nipples.

"well, if he's leave, I want to try him again,"Mel says to Jill.

"Jilly ? I like that figure for you my darling. Mom, that's two affair you've come up with that's wonderful,"I say to her as I thrust a bit harder.

"Two ? What was the first ?"Jill asks.

"To quit calling this place the Commune, start calling it the Chateau,"I keep up the increased thrusting pace.

"Jilly, how does he do this, he just keeps making me cum and cum and cuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmmm,"she says splashing my cock yet again with her womanhood juice.

As I watched Mom reach a peak yet again, Penny came around the corner, wearing her copper color colored collar. I smiled. This was the for the first time time she has openly wore the neckband since asking me to be her Master full time.

"cum over here and innovate yourself to Mom,"I direct Penny.

Jill watches with amazement.

Looking down at the floor, penny moves over side by side to me and sheepishly says,"hi Mom. I'm Penny. This is my Master. I'm here to serve,"she says in a slavish tone. She kneels side by side to me looking down at the floor.

"David ! You are a Dom as well as being dad ? That's so poise, we need to talk later,"Melanie says.

Jill is just smiling.

"Penny, I don't think your Master has cum yet,"Jill says without giving any specific direction.

I withdraw my cock from Melanie and turn my torso towards Penny. She willingly opens her rima oris and begins licking and sucking all of Melanie's adult female juice off my cock and balls.

Jill puts her handwriting behind penny's header and pushes her face farther towards my renal pelvis causing her to gag a bit. She swallows hard moving my cock into her throat. I thrust a duet of clock time before I feel that delicious pang. Without any warning to my submissive I unload the table of contents of my ball into her stomach. Even though this feeling wonderful, I look at Melanie's eyes get vauntingly. Is she amazed or excited about cent ?

As I finish shooting my entire lading into Penny, it dawns on me that Jill won't get meaning if I keep dumping all my loads into others without putting any in Jill.

cent begins to lick and draw my turncock to clean house me up.

Melanie leans into my ear and rustle,"That's the most titillating thing that I've ever seen. You know what this means don't you ?"she says as she is gently running a one finger's breadth through the hair on my chest.

My psyche went into overdrive, Melanie my submissive ? holy place Fuck ! THAT would be wonderful, this high companionship cleaning woman of division being completely submissive to someone else. However, I felt that I needed to pick out an set aside collar and think of a swish name for her. Princess came to mind, but I need to think some to a greater extent on this.

"Is anyone hungry ? I'm starved. I think the chefs went dwelling house yesterday, unless ‘ Mom'drug them into her bedroom,"I say laughing.

"NO ! I didn't, I wanted to, but they kissed me and left saying that they would be back in a day or two. They were cute. I don't know which one I like more,"Melanie says to us.

"Did you get a opportunity to run with Fred ? He can rock your world as well,"Jill says to Melanie.

"cent, will you go around and wake everyone. It's time to get going getting ready for a day of oeuvre,"I direct Penny.

"Yes, Master."She says getting up from her place next to me.

Jill reaches into the electric refrigerator and pours me a glass of my ananas juice. She kisses me and say me she's going to change and manoeuvre up to the business office to do some oeuvre. I let her bang that I made another parliamentary law of tire and to please make sure the other pecker from BF Goodrich was paid. She said she would subscribe care of it and headed off towards our bedroom.

Melanie took a paper towel and wiped up our slew off the barstool. Giving herself a quick wipe as well before throwing the newspaper publisher towel into the trash.

"David, how do you do it ? You seem to go, go, go all the time. Is there a mystic that I'm not mindful of ?"Mel asks me.

"No secret. I love sex, it really charges me up. I drink my pineapple succus. I eat regularly and most of all, I don't set aside emphasis to accept clasp of me all that often. You've met many of the marvelous hoi polloi that I call my play radical. They help restrain me balanced and not all wired up. cartel me, if John the Divine keeps playing with you, you'll understand what I'm talking about. succeeding to eating, sex is his main goal in life,"I explain to Mel.

Melanie gets up and gives me a kiss before she heads back to her room, Tina's erstwhile room. I sat there thinking about Tina, hoping she is doing OK. I made a note to text her today and maybe have Amy scream her.

As others came into the kitchen, I asked Amy if she would scramble me a brace of eggs and create me a pair off cut of goner. She kissed me and began to pull out the necessary stuff to make my request.

John and Diane came into the kitchen. John immediately said,"Oh wonderful, Amy's making breakfast,"with a big smiling on his face.

"This is for pop, maybe if you ASK, I'll make you something as well,"Amy says smiling and giggling.

"Amy, my darling, would you please fake something for Diane and myself ?"He says in a cheeky sarcastic manner. Both Diane and I laughed at his routine. This made even Amy chuckle a bit.

Amy reaches into the fridge again pulling out more food.

Dakota finally makes an appearance. I kiss her good morning. She looks over at the coffee pot and sees it not making coffee yet. Diane gets up and starts making it for her. She smiles and kisses Diane on the impudence. Dakota comes over to me and sits down on my lap, kissing me and telling me ‘ good good morning ’.

"Dakota let's study Melanie to the Hawk. I want to see how the undertaking ended up. I also want to see Sharon, make sure she is OK with our weekend gambol party. I think she really took to us quite well. Oh, and everyone, just so you all know, please starting line calling Melanie MOM. I think she really likes feeling that she is theatrical role of our family line. Jill and I owe her everything, if it wasn't for her and Bob, none of this would accept been possible, so please keep open doing what you've already been doing, just now, call her Mom,"I explain to everyone who is nodding their heads.

Dakota gets up off my lap and caput to get her phone to put for a limo to take us to the Hawk.

Since I still had a couple of min before breakfast would be ready, I headed down the hallway to dress for work.

After getting dressed for work, I went back to the kitchen and ate breakfast. King John had already gobbled up home number one and was filling his plate for serving number two. Diane sat quietly eating. Amy had a collection plate on the counter next to where she was cooking.

"Amy, hold back an eye out for some boxes being delivered by FedEx. Text me when they arrive,"I tell her.

I kiss her as Dakota and Melanie both arrive at the kitchen. Mom pours herself a cup of coffee as does Dakota. There's a knock on the front threshold, the car and Fred had arrived.

I grab my laptop and back multitude. Dakota has her helper'record and we head out to the car.

CHAPTER 3

The ride to the Hawk was a lot quicker than I had anticipated. When we arrived, Fred dropped us off at the front door. I told Fred that we wouldn't need him until about dejeuner time and maybe his Italian restaurant would be a dependable choice. He said he would be back about 11:30. I thanked him, putting another tip in his pocket.

I said hello to the security safety device and the three of us turn on up to the top flooring. I felt Mom teasingly squeeze my ass until the elevator stopped to let some multitude on. She just smiled at me. Dakota moved a bit closer to me, still have no musical theme what it is about Dakota that makes me thankful that she came into my life.

When we reached the top floor, we stepped off. I headed over to Sharon's desk. She had her back to me working on her information processing system. I saw various car flyers. I was right on both accounts. She had one SUV a Lincoln navigator and a Mercedes E-class sedan. It was the third flyer that surprised me : A John Ford F-150 getaway truck.

I picked up the bill and looked at it. It just didn't seem like her.

"That one is my computer backup pick if the other two are too expensive,"Sharon says to me.

"You don't need a substitute choice. Which one do you really want ?"I asked.

"Um, if you don't really mind, the Mercedes. Always wanted something gracious and classy,"She says.

"No concern, when would you like to go clean it out ?"

"Whenever it is convenient to you sir,"she replies.

I give her a jiffy and ask where do we birth me set up. She pauses and says,"We don't have anything set up for you. I thought you worked from home."

"wellspring, Melanie thinks I should have an office, at to the lowest degree, here to make as my ‘ abode foot ’. What do you remember ?"I ask.

"Um, I'm not sure that would be a full idea after this by weekend,"she says to me with a twinkling. I just smile, trying hard not to have her by the mitt in front of everyone and scurry off to an empty office.

Dakota takes Mom's hand and walk her around the top floor so she could see the amazing view.

I leave my stuff at Sharon's desk and roll off to watch up with Dakota and Mom. As we walk through the power, various people stand and introduce themselves and explain what they do for the troupe. I introduce both Dakota and Melanie. Each time I introduce Melanie the centre get gravid in amazement. Apparently, they had never had people this heights up in the ship's company just casually walk around the floor.

By the clock time we had made a broad circle, Sharon had set me up in one of the conference rooms that had a nice horizon of the city. I asked her to fall in us for an update on what was going on inside the building. I also had Dakota forebode the locksmith guy and get him over here at his convenience to embark on the lock changing on unoccupied spot in the whole building.

As she was making the birdsong, Sharon asked about the issue for the FBI broker and their home. Melanie interrupted and asked if she could help with that. I gave her the information and told her one matter that I wanted was for it to take place at the Chateau and for it to be family friendly, puddle, BBQ and lots of music and fun. Sharon led Melanie back to her desk and set her up at a nearby desk to take a crap calls.

I opened my laptop and asked Dakota to find out where the information that the kraft people brought us. I wanted to see how the work played out. She went out to Sharon, got the info and led me to one trading floor down.

When the lift opened, we went looking around for the offices that had loge in them. We came to a large conference room with about 8 or 9 boxes that were still waiting to be processed. We went further down and found tape on several doors notating which building that the loge inside belonged to.

One door was the Flamingo, which person had printed off a color image and taped it to the door. This was for the Tampa building.

The next one was an Eagle, obviously for Booker Taliaferro Washington DC.

The third base one was a Snowy Owl for the James Madison, Wisconsin building.

The fourth part one had a pic of a Blue Jay for the Toronto edifice, our only external building.

And of trend, that final one was the hawk, the building we were in.

I started with the war hawk, opening loge and looking through the files. All seemed to be in a nice rules of order with each box labeled sustenance, revenue enhancement, building plans, and other assorted ways to indicate what each box held. I had Dakota take in notes that I wanted all these box seat to be under ringlet and key in a brace of closets. I did want the most recent file of revenue enhancement and any legal poster in a file cabinet by Sharon, for rest of access.

After the Hawk, we went back to the blue angel Jay. This edifice intrigued me. It was our only external building, but more importantly, it was the tallest building at 75 news report with an attached 12 level parking service department. I made Federal Reserve note about getting all these boxes to them, but I wanted to feel out whom might be Sharon's rival over there.

Dakota suggested that we find out this information for all the edifice. She also reminded me that I was going to announce the closing of the Montana auditing center. I smiled, thanking her as I had totally forgotten. I dialed up our HR and told them to make the declaration internally, but more importantly for anyone who wanted to transport to LA, we would pop the question assistance. I gave HR Mark Newberg's name and striking telephone set, remembering that we had hired him, but I didn't be intimate where he was working from. HR said they would track him down.

After about three hours, Sharon came looking for us. She said that Fred was downstairs whenever we were make. I invited Sharon to join us for luncheon. She willingly accepted.

Sharon took us back up to Melanie, where we all headed out to lunch. I was looking forward to Fred's Italian restaurant. On the drive down to Fred, I asked Sharon about a yoke of things. First, are we prepared to send these file loge to their corresponding building. endorsement, which Mercedes did she really want.

"Sir, I believe that most of the boxes are ready. I expect that you will probably spend almost of the day reviewing the box, but your team worked backbreaking getting all those boxful ready for you,"she explained.

"And what about your choice in car ?"I inquired.

"Um, if I'm allowed, I would wish the Mercedes E course of study. I've never owned such a gilded car in my entire life. I've always had the old reliable car that was held together with duct tape and Elmer's glue."She said in a serious manner.

Dakota was already texting Fred. Mom was peering over her shoulder smiling.

"Let's go eat, I'm starvation,"I said to no one in particular.

When the elevator stopped at the bottom of the inning floor, the security guard waved me over saying,"Sir, I'm sure you don't think me, but you tried to invite me and my wife one Sunday morning to get together you and your menage for breakfast. Well, my wife wants me to extend an offer to you to join us for dinner party one evening,"he says to me.

"That would be tremendous. Probably in the next twain of weeks, I'll be having a shindig at my home, pocket billiards, BBQ, music peck of fun, very syndicate friendly. We would bonk it if you and your entire family would conjoin us. Here's my card, let me put my household address on the rear along with my personal cell earphone number. Call me !"I hand him my stage business card.

We shake mitt and my group heads out to Fred and the waiting car.

"What's the practiced word of honor Fred ?"I ask.

"È una giornata meravigliosa per la pasta"he says to me in his best Italian accent.

"What does that mean ?"I ask.

"It means that it's a slap-up day for pasta,"he says smiling at me.

"Let's go, I'm hungry,"I say getting into the car.

The drive to the restaurant didn't take that long. Sharon asked why we weren't going to our own restaurant make. I explained that this restaurant that Fred introduced us to was delicious. She shrugged and just accepted my reasoning.

On the way there I reminded Dakota about the firearm training tomorrow at the Police pistol range. Both Sharon and Mom asked if they could join as well. I told them,"The more the merrier,"smiling the totally way.

"Dakota, later, when you have some time, please name Tina. I want to make sure she made it to her Mom's OK,"I said to her.

When Fred pulled the limousine into the parking lot, I made sure that Fred was invited to bring together us for tiffin. He accepted with his usual politeness.

He pulled the car up to the look door, scurried around and opened the room access for the four of us to exit. He then pulled the limo to the far end of the parking lot to try and not take up any heyday parking spaces.

As he walked towards the restaurant, I could see the bulge that his shoulder holstered small-arm made in his jacket.

When he got to the door, I held the door open for him. He tried to be polite, but I just playfully pushed him inside. He was immediately greeted by his supporter, the owner.

Mom commented about how yummy the whole stead smelled.

"Bob didn't like Italian, said it was too messy and not something civilized mass eat,"she said to us all.

The owner sat us at a nice tabular array that held 6. The gregarious owner kissed on the boldness each of the noblewoman, with a bit of a flirt to Mom.

"The usual,"Fred said.

The owner brought over 5 wine chicken feed and a big feeding bottle of Chianti. He began to pour out for everyone, but I politely declined asking for chalk of juice. He offered me grape vine juice, orange juice and apple succus. I chose the apple juice.

"Um, St. David, you don't drink ?"Mom asked.

"No, not really. I prefer to be clear headed not in some vino induced haze,"I answered.

"But, isn't that a bit hypocritical ? You're telling Sharon that she can toast, but you refuse to. That seems counterintuitive,"she says to me.

"No one is making anyone drink. If anyone doesn't want to or feels they would rather have something else, then that's up to them to address up,"I reply.

Mom shrugs her shoulders and begins chatting with Sharon.

As the host brings my apple juice, she also brings a big basket of garlic toast.

"This is Yummy, Mom !"Dakota exclaims as she is reaching into the basketball hoop before anyone else.

As we are all enjoying the ail staff of life, the plates of spaghetti with marrow sauce arrive. They also bring a large shaker of scrape Parmesan-Romano cheese. Everyone takes turns shaking it onto their lunch. We are all laughing, feeding, and enjoying lunch. No work, no dramatic event, no stress.

"Hey, I know you, you're St. David Henry Graham Greene. I saw you on the telly,"this Brits guy says from two tabular array away.

"David, that's nightstick paragon !"Mom says to me all excited.

baton gets up and comes over to our table, pulling a chairwoman up succeeding to me, but not actually at the tabular array, just in the aisleway.

"Am I remembering right or was I in a boozy shock, did you labour me one night in a limo ?"He asks rather loudly.

"Yes, I did. It was my kickoff night. I was learning to suit a chauffeur working with a troupe that I now own. I remember you were a client. Have you gotten one of our new customer only circuit card ?"I ask.

"Absolutely, Mate. That card is wicked. I don't have to stockpile cash any longer, plus I can use the bill anywhere just like a Mastercard,"He says. I see Fred being very concerned in the Book of Revelation about me learning to be a chauffeur.

"Billy, will you please join us for luncheon ?"Mom asks.

"Sorry luv, my girlfriend Daisy and I just got our meal,"He replies.

Fred leans back and asks that their repast be moved over to our board and an additional chair be added to accommodate. The host goes and collects the plates bringing them and Daisy over to the tabular array. Mom button me over to make room for Billy and his lady friend. I just smile and scooch my chairwoman over. Dakota is smiling now from ear to ear.

I ask Dakota if she had a card for Mike booker, our record label guy. She reached into her book and produced one for me.

"Billy, here's my recording studio executive's card. He's willing to offer you 6 FREE hours of studio time,"I tell him as I am handing him Mike's card.

"SIX hours you say chap ? Man, that's a unhurt lot of clock time. Are you certain you want an old bugger like me to take up six 60 minutes of recording studio metre ?"He says.

"Do you want the clock time or not ? We would love to throw you come and wreak on new material,"I say. Mom is now watching and listening to the work conversation. She asks for a brace of wine-colored spyglass for Billy and Daisy. When the server replication with them, she has the waiter put some Chianti into the glasses. Mom takes them and gives them to Billy and Daisy, who graciously accept them.

Listening to Mom and Billy chat, I look around the room. Virtually everyone in the restaurant is watching and listening to their conversation. Billy regales us with narrative of being on the route and some of the ‘ really, really stupid thing that he used to do while on tour ’. People were whispering and trying to luff subtly at Billy.

baton leans over to me and says quietly,"Get used to it mate, you're a celebrity now,"he says smiling and going back to his conversation with Mom.

I feel a helping hand caressing my second joint underneath the tabular array. It's Sharon. I look at her and smile giving her a wink.

As the first bottle of Chianti is emptied, Billy offers to buy us another one. Fred and I decline but the three lady say yes.

We're all finished with our meal ; the owner comes by and thanks us for our backing. He asks if he can take a mental picture of Billy, he obliges.

Fred pokes his imaginary watch silently. I ask for our bill, our new friend Billy tries to pay for the meal, but I won't allow it. He's our client and thus we pay for our guests. Dakota hands him my concern card, on the back she has written our savoir-faire and tells he-goat and Daisy that if they're in town this weekend, to stop by. He says he will condition his schedule, but don't be surprised if they do blockade by.

I take a harder look at Daisy, she's about Dakota's age with a slightly self-aggrandising frame and boobs. I'm guessing she's a big C or maybe a small D cup. As I pay for the meal, Mom practically leaps into Billy's chest asking Dakota to take away a picture of him and her together. Just before the phone camera flashes, Mom turns and industrial plant a big kiss on Billy's lip. The flash goes off at exactly the proper bit. Mom squeals with delight.

Daisy walks around the ruckus and comes over to me. She kisses me, not on the sassing but on the cheek whispering in my ear,"if we come to your house, I get you first,"I kiss her back, but on the backtalk. She squeezes my ass and all of us say our goodbyes.

As we are walking through the eatery, Fred ends up side by side to me asking,"You were a chauffeur ?"

"Yep, that's how Jill and I met. She was my trainer. At the time she was the most requested chauffeur in the company,"I say about Jill.

Fred offers to go get the limo and bring it to the front, I tell him that the walk of life will do all of us respectable, including our three Lady who drank to the highest degree of two bottles of Chianti. Fred and I just laughed about that one.

"Sharon, call the office, tell them I'm kidnapping you and you won't be back until tomorrow,"I say to her.

She gladly calls work telling them just what I instructed her.

"All done boss, prison term to go home and play ?"she asks with a sparkling in her eyes.

"Absolutely !"

"Fred, to the agency let me get my laptop and then we're heading home,"I tell him.

He complies without hesitation.

Melanie and Dakota are sitting next to each early chatting away about their favorite billy goat Idol songs. Mom loves ‘ Reb vociferation'while Dakota likes ‘ White Wedding ’. I pipe in with ‘ Mony, Mony ’. Sharon, on the other mitt, lays her head in my lap, stroking my hammer through my trousers. Dakota giggles.

Fred announces we are at the Hawk as he pulls the limo up to the front doorway. I get out and festinate into the elevator. The ride is slow as the great unwashed get on and get off stopping at several trading floor. When I arrive at the top flooring, I step off the lift to see our Quaker the locksmith. I go over to him, encompass what I want to happen. He says it will contract at to the lowest degree a week, maybe a bit longer if he gets flock of exigency vociferation as he just was approved for AAA service. I told him, no rush, body of work at your own pace don't via media your other node. He thanks me for the occupation and goes back to his work.

I get my laptop, my backpack and head back down to the car. I stop at Sharon's desk and grab her purse and shut off her computer.

Thankfully, the ride down was much faster than going up as we only had to barricade once to pick citizenry up, but they were heading to the keister floor as well.

I got into the limo and we headed back to the Chateau.

Sharon wasted no time in unzipping my pants and fishing for my hammer. She wrapped her lips around the bulgy head and began sucking me, licking me, and trying to withdraw my stallion humanity. This made Dakota chortle. Watching us, Mom began playing with herself. Dakota slid over future to her and began playing with Mom allowing her to just sit back and become a voyeur to Sharon and me.

As I was enjoying Sharon's oral examination expertness, I see Dakota move down in front of Mom, pulling her pants and pantie down and snake her tongue into Mom's wet pussycat. Mom lets out a big groan, gently grasping Dakota's head teacher pulling it into her deeper. Dakota inserts two fingers into Mom rubbing them firmly on her G-spot, which made her cum almost instantly.

Dakota kept licking as the limousine hurried towards the house.

Fred announced that we were about two minutes from the house. The ladies all began to reassess themselves. Sharon, a bit frustrated, gormandise my tool back into my knickers and zipped me up.

As Fred held the door open for everyone, I told him to park the car over in the corner and join us inside, he politely accepted. I could see he was very smitten with Mom.

CHAPTER 4

I waited by the front door for Fred. He parked the limo and called Paula letting her know that the limo is parked at the Chateau. She replies and he hangs up.

Once we're inside, I am met by a horny Sharon. She takes me by the handwriting and leads me to my chamber. Mom takes Fred's paw and leads him to her bedroom. Dakota follows Sharon and me.

interior my sleeping accommodation, Sharon is undressing quickly. She unbuckles my swath, unzips my pants, and pushes my boxershorts down to my ankle joint. I step out of them all and remove my shirt. I'm now as naked as she is. Dakota only takes a couple of irregular to get naked as well. She knows that I always love having her juncture in with me and whomever else I'm playing with.

Sharon pushing my au naturel body onto one of the sport bottom. Dakota gets in on the other position of me. Sharon begins to lick and suck my manhood into her mouth in a ravening manner. Dakota pushes me back and puts her fresh wet pussy over my waiting natural language. Dakota was riding my look, and Sharon was using her oral examination skills on my hard cock. I could hear her gag a bit as she tried to swallow my stallion dick, but it kept touching her uvula causing her to gag copious sum of spittle.

I'm really enjoying this adventure with Sharon and Dakota. I think to myself just how sweet Dakota's pussy juice tastes. I thrust my glossa into her harder and deeper. I tilt my forefront a bit to begin nibbling on her clitoris. This makes her yip just a bit since I didn't give her any warning.

The oral examination activities stopped. It only stopped for a couple of here and now as I felt a warm, tight pussy impale on my hard-wet turncock. The whole bed is rocking as Sharon is moving her rose hip back and Forth River and Dakota was matching the hip movements.

Dakota came first. She stayed completely soundless, yet I felt her knee joint clamp hard on my head as a huge orgasm rolled through her. Her kitty expelled a large amount of woman succus, which I lapped up with ebullience even if my own breathing was being obstructed quite a bit.

Sharon was not silent at all. When she hit her orgasmic peak, she just yelled out,"YOU ARE THE BEST BOSS IN THE whole Earth, GAWD DAMN THIS FEELS SO GREAT. I'M CUUUUUUMMMMMIIIIIINNNNNNGGGGGGG,"she says as her physical structure shakes with an orgasmic spasm.

I feel her wetness splash my cock and balls.

Sharon collapses on my chest. Dakota gets off my face as her smoke return to her and her breathing paying back to normal. Dakota kisses me declaring her love life for me yet again. She gets off the bed and walk a bit wobbly-legged towards the bathroom. I hear the shower begin. In my foreland, I was thinking how much fun it is to be with her in the shower.

It doesn't take aim very long before I hear Sharon lightly snoring as her head rests on my breast. In the distance, I could hear Mom reaching her peak with Fred, or at to the lowest degree I believed it to be Fred.

I gently work my way out from underneath Sharon, leaving her quietly sleeping on the drama bed. I step into the can, but not in meter as Dakota was done with her shower and almost completely dried off. I put my arms around her from behind. I whispered in her ear,"favorite, I am so happy that you came into my animation,"I say as romantically as potential to her.

She twists her body around putting her arm around my cervix and buss me severely and passionately.

"Daddy, it's me whose favourable. You have given me the one matter in life that I've always wanted but never trusted anyone adequate to allow happen. You've given me a baby. OUR sister,"she says looking me flat in the eye before our lips meet yet again.

"I just knew I smelled sexual climax,"Jill says giggling a bit seeing Dakota and me in the bathroom.

I kiss Jill.

"I see you laid waste to our new gal, Sharon. She's on the dramatic play bed snoring. Jeeze Saint David, it's fun to play with them, but do you really have to be intimate them into oblivion ?"She says to me in a laughing manner.

"Is Mom still at it in her bedchamber ?"I ask.

"Yes, she is. Who's in there with her, one of the chefs ?"Jill asks.

"No, Fred,"I say to her. Jill's middle grew big and she begins to laugh.

"Really ? Damn, she's quite the slut, isn't she ?"Jill says.

Dakota starts laughing and says,"Aren't we all ?"

That comment made all three of us laugh. I jump in the exhibitioner and Dakota leaves the can. In just a distich of moments, Jill is nude and in the shower with me.

"Got anything left for me ?"Jill asks with a smile.

"EVERYTHING I have is for you,"I say as I lean into her and kiss her. She puts her weapons system around me. We just stand underneath the hot water making out like a couple of teenager. I'm not sure how long we stood there kissing, but it felt like quite a while.

We chose to just shower and get cleaned up. Jill turned off the water and we stepped out and began drying each other.

When we were dry, Jill began brushing her hair. I offered to help her, which she accepted. I took her by the hired hand and led her to our bed. I sat on the bed with my legs spread in a V condition so Jill could sit with her back closing curtain to me. I began brushing her whisker. She began moaning and telling me how much she loves being petted. slight things such as brushing her hair she truly enjoys. I lean forward and kiss the back of her neck. I keep kissing the back of her neck.

"Let's piddle a baby,"she says to me.

I turn her around and set out kissing her mouth just like we were doing in the exhibitioner. We just kept kissing and stroking each former. It might have been one of the most erotic things we have done in quite a spell. She pulls me on top of her and our dead body merge as one. I thrust gently. She wiggles her body underneath me. I push deep into her. She responds by thrusting back on my humanness. She digs her heels into the mattress and raising her rosehip to meet my thrusts. We push ourselves towards a mutual flower. When it arrives, we orgasm virtually simultaneously. Something in my headway Tell me that we have achieved our goal. A infant ! I don't know how to excuse it, but I know just as certain as I know that Jill loves me.

After we both reach an orgasm together, we just lay there still coupled and hold each other whispering our resolution of love for one another.

At some point during our love-making, Sharon woke up and went to the john to shower. She put one of the enceinte robes on and left our room.

Jill and I just laid in each early's branch for quite a while. In my head word, I was celebrating. We had made a infant ! Of course, facts would make to be checked to realize sure we achieved what we set out to accomplish, but in my core and in my foreland, I knew it was commission accomplished. I wanted to leap out of bed, run through out the manor hall yelling"we made a baby !"But I thought better of it and just laid in bed with the honey of my life.

We both must have dozed off. When I woke, I moved myself from being all tangled up with Jill. My bladder was my master, now. I head into the bathroom and do my concern. After washing my hands and brushing my dentition I head out and put on another pair of basketball short pants and a E. B. White tee shirt.

Quietly, I head out of the sleeping accommodation, looking over my articulatio humeri at my beautiful sleeping wife. I close the door once I was in the hallway. I hear a doorway open behind me. I turn to see Fred just leaving Mom's room. Nice ! I think to myself.

I walk to the kitchen. Something feeling delicious. Amy tells me that she is making a very declamatory pot of kick stroganoff. She tells me that she uses grate chuck instead of cubed bitch. It makes the dish go farther, which with John living with us we certainly need. I take a spoonful and fill it. I blow on it then take the snack, it was luscious. I started to admit another bite but was playfully chastised by Amy not to double-dip. I rolled my eyes telling her that if I can suck the woman juice out of her, I think I can bear another spoonful. She laughs and hands me another uncontaminating spoon.

I head over to the strawman door and break up up my laptop computer. I plug in and log into my study e-mail once again. set of e-mail, but none of any real importance. I begin trudging through the read-only I, deleting them after they're read.

Amy comes over and sits down. She has kind of a melancholy spirit on her face.

"papa, why did Tina leave us ?"She says to me.

"Her Mom really needs her now that her Fatherhood has passed on. Tina just wants to step out on her own, turn her own woman. She knows she is loved by everyone here and I made sure she knew she is always welcome here. I know it hurts,"I say to her in a heartfelt manner.

"But it was such a surprise. I thought that maybe I had done something wrong,"she says

"You didn't do anything wrong. I know how you feel. I miss her too. Did you call her or hear from her ? Did she get to her Mom's safely ?"I ask.

"Yeah, I got a text message that she made it to her Mom's OK,"Amy tells me.

"wellspring, at least we know she made the trip-up safely,"I say to her in a sober manner.

I put my arms around her and just give her a nice gentle hug.

Fred comes into the kitchen. He stands over the pot of stroganoff staring into it. Amy breaks from the hug to take the air over and hand Fred a blank spoon. He fills the spoon, blows on it to cool down it off a bit then put the unit spoonful in his sass. He moans in favorable reception and stands there looking at the pot silently debating about also double-dipping. Amy hands him another sporting spoon and mockingly says,"Men."

I chuckle to myself.

Fred asks after his irregular mouthful of intellectual nourishment if he could just sit and talk with me a bit.

"contract a seat Fred,"I tell him.

"Um, sir how is it you ended up becoming a chauffeur, meeting Jill, marrying her and more importantly ended up owning that car table service company ?"Fred asked.

"fountainhead, it started with me applying for a persona metre job to supplement my salary as a restaurant manager after my divorce. I came across an ad that said, ‘ driver needed ’. When I called, that's how I met Tina, she was the manager's personal assistant. I interviewed, which was quite possibly the most flaky interview on the face of this planet. I got hired, but somehow, I had impressed well enough that they wanted me to go full time. They offered me much more than I made at the restaurant. I quit my restaurant job and rolled the dice taking the chauffeur job. My low gear night on the road, I was paired with Jill. She was so unbelievably gorgeous, I fell in love with her the instant we met. However, I was dating Tina which at first base caused some rubbing. It was by sheer luck that I met Bob and Melanie Jaxson. Their normal driver was in a horrible car accident earlier that evening and the car starter begged Jill to go pick the Jaxson's up. Jill let me handle them, but she would look on me carefully and step in if I get in over my head with them."I explain to Fred, however now Amy was listening

"So how did you get from trainee to where you are now ?"Fred inquires. Amy had turned the food for thought to low to let the flavors marry and took a seat at the table.

"That's when David and Jill showed their true colors,"Melanie said as she walked into the kitchen. She leans in and kissed Fred on the lips and sits down next to him.

I let Melanie continue with the story.

"David came to the bottom of the stairs of our plane. He took our baggage and put it in the trunk, he held the door loose for us and got into the forepart. He already knew the hotel we were scheduled to stay at. I had a concern and complained to Jill that I must look horrible because I was so sick from the firmly flying through lots of bad weather,"Melanie tells all of us.

She continues on saying,"Jill offered to stop over at Walgreen's to get me whatever I wanted, which at that moment was to just get to the hotel and take on a longsighted soak in a hot Bath. Saint David waited a yoke of moments and turned around apologizing over and over about having the wrong car, not being the usual driver. He really impressed Bob with his directness and his show of deference towards us. He even told us that our trip was liberate that night since it was with the wrong car and not our usual driver. Bob was absolutely impressed and offered St. David a job as we got to the hotel."Melanie continues.

"So, you became a top device driver as well ?"Fred asked.

"Actually, no. Jill showed me the ins and outs of our job. The departure between a customer and a client. I met Donna through Jill, she was the Nox handler at the McCall."I said.

"Oh yeah, I know that place, real nice. They just redid the unit plaza a few years back and now it is gorgeous. Just like you,"Fred says looking at Melanie.

Mel blushes a bit playfully slapping him on the shoulder. They both smile at one another. In my head teacher, they make a cute couple.

I go back to telling the story,"I worked a distich of shifts with Jill. Tina got madder and madder at me because she was so jealous of Jill. Then the unthinkable happened. Jill and I played a bit afterwork in the Humvee limo. We had a wonderful time. After we ended the play, we went our distinguish ways. I just get home and my phone was ringing silly. It was Jill. She was in a bad accident on the way menage. She called our boss. She called Tina. Finally, out of desperation she called me. I got in my stupid car and horde like a bat out of the pits to get to her. It took me just 11 minutes to go from my apartment to city hospital. I ran every yellow luminousness and maybe a red Light Within or two. When I got the hospital, I raced in finding the test room where she was. When I stepped into the test way, I saw just how beautiful and how fragile she was. That's the exact moment I knew I was going to ask her to marry me,"I said to everyone.

"Hey, are we close to being ready to eat ? I'm starving,"I say before going on further.

"You all better get a plateful before Saint John the Apostle gets home from work,"Amy tells us. I glance at the clock and realize that it's only 5:30 everyone is probably still in traffic coming home.

Amy scoops out a huge amount onto a scale and hands it to me along with a deoxyephedrine of ice-cold Milk River. Fred stands up and makes a denture for Melanie, then himself. Amy puts some on a pocket-size plate.

"WOW, this is delicious Amy. Thank you for making this,"I tell her. She smiles her beautiful grinning and pulls her cute body up onto the counter holding her plate and eating.

Dakota and Jill finally seduce it out to the kitchen.

"Oh, look everyone, the dead has arisen,"I say chuckling. Dakota just ignores me and makes herself a home plate. Jill playfully slaps the back of my head causing everyone to giggle.

"Um, where was I ?"I ask filling my facial expression wide of delicious stroganoff.

"You were telling us about Jill in the hospital emergency room,"Amy said.

"Oh, gawd David, you're not boring everyone with that old narration,"Jill says in a mocking tone.

"pipage down you,"Mom says to Jill.

I giggle, this is the for the first time time I've seen Mom act like a rule person just enjoying life. I know it's been such a short clock time, but maybe allowing yourself to go back to enjoying life story helps heal whatever garlic you.

"Go on David,"Mom directs.

"Well, there's not lots to say. Jill was all silly with me, hopped up one all the pain Master of Education that they gave her. I'm not sure she even remembers much about that nighttime. It was the very low gear time she told me she loved me, of course of instruction it was mostly due to her drug induced daze,"I say laughing. Now, everyone is giggling at Jill's expense, she just smiles knowing it's all in fun.

I continued on with the taradiddle,"Jill was in the hospital a couple of solar day. When she was being released, I went out to get my car from the parking lot. Tina called me and broke up with me right there in the hospital parking lot over the phone,"I say to everyone.

"That Bitch !"Amy says.

"No, no. It was our political boss, she controlled everything and everyone. She made Tina break up with me as she had me on speakerphone. I sat in my car a couple of minutes, I made a brace of quick earpiece claim and drive my car around and picked Jill up at the battlefront room access. Jill knew immediately that something had happened,"I say.

Jill steps in at this point,"Saint David told me that Tina just broke up with him. He wanted to make one plosive consonant before taking me dwelling house. When I saw him pulling the car into a jewelry store parking lot, I got mad. Really mad at him. I fussed at him,"Jill explains to everyone.

"Um, darling, you did a unit lot Thomas More than fuss at me. You yelled at me, telling me that I was being stupid. That buying her a art object of jewelry wouldn't fix matter. You called me damn near every mean mean thing you could think of,"I say to her.

"So, what happened then ?"Mom asks.

"Saint David takes me into the jewelry store and has me front at engagement/wedding lot telling me to cull out one that I liked. I kept at him telling him that proposing to her wouldn't get her dorsum, but David persisted ignoring my fussing. I pick out a truly beautiful set. He buys the set and asks that the engagement ring be put in a branch box. The salesman does just that and goes to manus the box to David, who like a klutz drops the box. He bends down on one human knee to pick it up and opens the box and just stays there on one knee not saying a word. Just holding the box spread. I was speechless. Here this unanimous time I thought he was going to propose to Tina and in fact he proposed to me."Jill said. I watched as both Amy and Mom's eyes were tearing up. Fred just smirked and nodded his nous in a manner that gave me his approval.

Dakota piped in,"WOW, I never knew all of that. What a smashing love story. No wonder why all of us dame love you,"say it in such a solemn manner.

"OK, everyone, we now all know the Jill and Jacques Louis David floor. Take it comfortable this evening, we have the small-arm grooming tomorrow morning. Dakota, I'm going to put you in charge of reminding everyone and making a list so I can let the teacher know how many will be attending. Please be certain to call Donna, Jennifer and Paula. I want to include them as well. I know that privy and I think Diane want to go. Sharon said she wants to go. Of course, I want Fred there. Do what you usually do and get a top dog count and order enough auto for us all. Fred's car is in the courtyard."I direct Dakota to exact care of for me.

"Sir, I probably should get the car back to the office so it can be prepped for another customer,"Fred says to me.

"No, you don't need to do that now. You're welcome to ride out the Night, that is if Mom would wish you to do so,"I say looking at Mom.

"Absolutely, I just don't know if he wants to spend the Night with this old gal ?"Mom says with a bit of flirtation in her voice.

"Mom, why do you restrain calling yourself an old gal. You are beautiful, get over this ‘ old gal'routine. You're the only if one that thinks you're old. Please stop over being so hard on yourself,"I say to her.

Jill adds,"Mom, no one here cares about your age. You're menage. Our family,"looking at Melanie.

Fred puts his hand on her leg causing Melanie to lean her head on his articulatio humeri. I really couldn't explain it but she seemed to be at peace with what we had said to her.

"David has anyone told you that you need a very formal dining way ? All of us in this kitchen is nice, but in this monstrosity of a theater, you need some top end furniture. If I could deliver some assistance, I would lie with to help furnish your home,"Mom says to me.

"Mom, I would be honored if you were will to assist decorate this home. We've been distracted since we acquired the Chateau,"I tell her.

Jill asks,"Mom, whom would you like to help you browse for furniture ?"

Clearly Dakota wants no part of this as she keeps her head down and looking at her food.

"Can I take up John's girlfriend ? She strikes me as the shopping eccentric,"Mom asks.

"Absolutely !"

Dakota was happy. She wasn't put in that sticky place of having to serve two masters.

Just as I was about to ask where the eternal sleep of the ring was John, Diane, Paula, Donna, Jennifer, and Sharon all piled into the kitchen. Lots of how-do-you-do's were spoken, but just as Mom predicted, we were all cramped together.

Dakota hops off the counter and question towards her bedroom to get her helper's Holy Writ and make some phone calls.

Not surprising at all, John the Evangelist makes a direct communication channel for the stroganoff.

"Hey, make your girlfriend a scale first you oaf,"Amy says to lavatory giggling as she does so.

"Um, that's exactly what I was going to do if you'll just give me a gall-darn minute,"John playfully barks back.

CHAPTER 5

St. John does indeed constitute Diane a home plate. Then he does something else that shocked virtually everyone else, he fixes plates for Paula, Donna, Jennifer, and Sharon. No one said anything, but the facial expression of amazement was seen by all the ladies.

"exculpation me John, I want to steal your lady friend away for a bit. I need help picking out furniture for this house. David said it would be OK,"Mom says to John.

"It's fine with me, she loves shopping, but you got to ask her boss,"John says pointing to Jennifer.

"Don't look at me, if David OK'd it then it's already settled,"Jennifer says.

Diane smiles. She's very happy she gets to contain worrying about Nikki and go shopping with Melanie.

"Mom, I would wish one of the CG boys to escort you, for you own base hit,"I tell her. Fred pulls out his cell earphone and begins texting

"Melanie, what time do you want to leave tomorrow for shopping ?"Fred asks.

"Don't we have that gun thing in the break of the day ?"Melanie asks.

"Yes, you do. How about one of the boy will escort you and Diane from the shooting kitchen stove to your shopping ?"Fred asks.

Melanie leans over and gives him a smooch. I see her mouth the watchword ‘ thank you'to him.

I glance at Jill who is smiling ear to ear seeing Fred and Melanie get along so well.

Looking around the room, I notice that Allison isn't here.

"Has anyone seen Penny ?"I ask.

Amy speaks up,"She's over at the studio. All three of the female child are there working. Allison said to tell you that she needs to put in time working to pay the beginning installment of her rent and her theatrical role of the business,"Amy explains. In my headspring, I really didn't want to induce to explain to Melanie about the studio or the three girlfriend. Thankfully, she didn't ask.

"OH yeah, I'm supposed to secern you that Mike Booker called. He wanted to know how you landed baton graven image to fare to the studio. He said to tell you give thanks you,"Amy tells me.

"billy club Idol ? No fucking way,"Saint John said getting everyone to giggle.

There's the John we all know and love, using his favored Holy Writ.

"St. David, you remember I'm heading to Atlanta on Midweek, right ?"Jennifer asks me.

"Yes, I do, but now you don't need to vex about Diane, she's going to be with Mom,"I tell her.

We sit around eating and enjoying each other's company. Before long I realize that a few hours have passed. I look at the microwave clock thinking that I had ordered clocks for each room, but the microwave oven clock read 10:02.

I got up wished everyone sweet dreaming, took Jill by the helping hand and headed off to bed. On the way there, Sharon stops us.

"Boss, this has been a great day. You fed us lunch, we met Billy paragon and his girlfriend, you fucked my brains out and I only worked a half a day. Thank you,"Sharon says to me. She leans in and kiss me on the lips.

"Um, we have the firearm instruction tomorrow but after than we have an errand to run,"I tell her.

"Yes, boss. Did I mention that you are a majuscule foreman ? I've had more fun with you in this short clip than all the fourth dimension I worked for the kraft people. They only believed in work, never any fun. Heck, they stopped having Christmas party a couple of years ago because soul was ‘ offended ’."Sharon said in a serious manner.

"Well, if I may paraphrase Ozzy, you're on the ‘ Crazy string'now."I tell her. She kisses me as Jill tugs at my hired hand to lead me to our sleeping room. Once inside, we close the door. Jill reaches around me and locks it, keeping everyone out.

We begin making out once again. Jill is such a magnificent kisser. I just roll in the hay the feel of her mild tender brim on mine, her natural language wrestling with mine, her tooth lightly biting on my bottom lip. All in a very sensuous manner. Pulling her in tight, she wraps her weapon system around me and whisper in my ear,"pet, I love you,"in such a heartfelt style I just pull her tightly to my body. We slowly and erotically start out to absent each early's clothes. They stay where they fall off our bodies.

As we both end up naked, Jill takes my hand and leads me into the bathroom. I follow her into the shower. She turns the water on, hot, very hot. The steam immediately begins to roll through the toilet. Jill and I embrace yet again. We begin to buss once again like high school teen. In my headway, there is no way I'm not making a baby with this gorgeous, wondrous, fresh cleaning lady that I call my wife.

As the hot piddle cascade over our torso, the heat relaxes both of us. We stand entangled in each early kissing and caressing. My humanity is pointed towards the ceiling. I lean down and begin to work and suckle on Jill's endowed chest. For whatever reason, my mind made the comparing to Belinda. She is clearly cock-a-hoop and more dower than Jill, but it's Jill that has my sum.

I feel Jill's hand kissing and stroking my stopcock. I pick her up by her waist and gently feel her wrap her legs around my torso. She entangles her ankles behind my back. I hold her underneath her thighs allowing her womanhood to line up with my cock. Slowly I down her down onto me. She must joggle her ass just a bit to line me up with her lovemaking hole. Once we are positioned, I let gravity do the work as she slides down onto me.

We begin our deadening rhythmic love making in the shower. I feel her lady juice coating my cock and lump as we continue to thrust together in unison. I step forward putting her back against the exhibitor wall. I thrust a bit harder into her. I hear her moaning into my ear. I continue to thrust all the while kissing her and her neck opening. She continues to moan in discharge acceptation of my efforts to score lovemaking to my darling wife.

It really didn't take that long as we both once again orgasmed together. I felt my physical structure shoot all I had into my adorable Jill. She responded by splashing my cock, balls, and second joint with her charwoman juice. We kept rocking back and Forth continuing to orgasm. early than saying ‘ I Love You'no other word of honor were spoken.

As we finished reaching our coincidental peak, we pulled each other underneath the still hot urine, rinsing the sex off us. After we felt we were sportsmanlike, Jill turned off the shower bath and we stepped out together. We took our clock time drying each other off, slowly, gently, and erotically. Once we were dry, we walked hand in hired hand into our bedchamber, climbed into bed and entangled our bodies once again. We kissed for how recollective, I'm not certainly but after quite a patch, we both began to palpate our eyes get heavy and we drifted off to sleep, together, sated and felicitous.

I thought to myself about how wonderful my living has been since I took that job as a chauffeur. I found it decent to retell to Fred and the gang how Jill and I got together because of that job. Yes, without a question, being a chauffeur changed my life for the better.

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