C. Charles Fenwick was 42 years old, wealthy beyond his indigence, alone in the cosmos. His given name is Chadwick. He cursed his parents for naming him Chadwick Fenwick. What a stupefied name. He went by Charles in the clientele macrocosm. His close associates called him Republic of Chad. They were familiar ; he really had no one he called a Friend. Charles had been successful in line of work, he had a knack for it and a driving to succeed. He had a beautiful wife and a young son. Then ten years ago he lost them both in an auto accident. In his grief he shut himself off from the world, turning his mind completely to making money. He did n't worry who may be shunted aside, stepped over, trouble. He would succeed, spectacularly. Oh sure he had his physical needs. Those reappeared after two or three eld. But he could never give himself over to anyone again. He could n't expose his heart to the risk of exposure. So he had comrade. No one he would call up a lady friend. His current associate was a 26 class old beauty. gravid business firm white meat, across-the-board hips, dark hair's-breadth, moody optic. She could suck his cock like no early and ride him to exhaustion. She was hot and way-out and there for his needs. But he knew she enjoyed his money, while he enjoyed her body. She was n't a whore or call girl, just a young woman enjoying some of the finer affair in lifespan. And C. Carolus Fenwick did enjoy the finer things in life. Starting with his penthouse apartment. A suite of rooms overlooking the parkland. He employed a chef to prepare meals as needed and a housekeeper to attain for certain everything was in order.

Tonight he waited for his associate Nathaniel Bailey to arrive. While enjoying a glass of upright wine-colored he thought about something that had happened on his way abode. He often walked home to revel skilful atmospheric condition and had no difficulty ignoring most hoi polloi on the street, walking past them in his own world. Tonight though, just a couple blocks from his edifice he passed a untested panhandler. A disheveled cleaning woman, wan, tired looking. As usual, he would have got walked by, but she caught his eye. He looked again. Deep drear eyes, somewhere between wannabee and hopeless. He stopped, took out his wallet hoping he might possess a dollar or two. He rarely carried John Cash, who did these daylight, but he found a XX. It seemed a bit much. What was he thought, he could light cigars with a twenty and never notice. He dropped it in her basket.

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

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

'' Hey Chad, this is my Quaker Kenzie. I brought her over to company with us tonight. hope you do n't mind ? '' Mind ? Here was another hot Lester Willis Young infant half his age. She had straight blond hair, brown eyes, a tight little ass and perky breast. She also had a buoyant personality and practically bounced into the flat after her friend.

'' certain no problem. Welcome. ``

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

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

'' wine-colored gentlewoman ? ``

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

They settled on the sofa, one fille on either side of Charles. Bailey was already running her hand over his chest. Kenzie was still looking around, wondering how thing would go.

'' Tchad, I missed you, it 's been a few Clarence Shepard Day Jr.. ``

'' Sorry Pearl Bailey, oeuvre has been in use. But I do birth time coming up. I thought we could go up to my lake mansion, spend some time on my boat ? ``

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

Materially motor hoi polloi were so easily for Charles II. Dangle a dinner, or a boat, or new earrings and their unhurt outlook changed. It was the same in business. Now Pearl Bailey was properly motivated. She slipped off her shirt, letting him see her liberal knocker in the new red lace bra.

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

'' Why do n't we subscribe this interior ? '' He was definitely getting a piece of this hot new ass tonight. Oh sure he 'd have plenty for Bailey too. He was in secure figure for his age, but kept a stock of tab to check he performed like a guy their age. They moved to the King size bed down the manse. This was an extra room he used for these eccentric skirmish. None of his visitors were allowed into his private bedroom.

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

He almost said the Lapplander thing when Kenzie dropped her pants and lash. She was obviously a natural blonde. Wispy wanton hairs collected on her mound above her cleanly shaved lips. Nathaniel Bailey was completely denudate, but this was a nice modification. He knew then what he wanted. He slid down a little on the bed.

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

'' Kenzie, up here, I feel like I need to get better acquainted with that cute pussy of yours. '' Nathaniel Bailey got to forge on his peter, sucking it into her mouth and expertly using her lingua to fluff his full length. Kenzie scooted up on the bed and squatted over his cheek presenting her snatch to him. He pulled her down and prodded at her with his glossa. Then licking her slit and sucking at her clit to get her going. He savored her wetness, slipped two fingers into her tight cunt and fucked her that way as he licked up and down tasting her, inhaling her cherubic tanginess. This was good. He liked a sugared young pussy in his fount. He was n't so upset about her getting a lot of pleasure, Chad just wanted that new newness. Bailey was interfering servicing his pecker and in a few transactions he 'd occupy her with his cum, but a nice new pussy to mouthful before filling it with his cock was Charles VII'idea of a safe evening. Bailey would be back for sauceboat and jewelry and nice dinners, but this might be a unmarried injection at her champion. He knew how young charwoman were. If he spent too much clock time on Kenzie, then no way Bailey brings her around again. Kenzie was now grinding on him. His fingers had found a soundly spot, she was rocking her hips rubbing her pussy on his face, his thin byssus would be coated in her juice. Bailey was doing her Best on his dick, but Chad was getting into this blond cunt more that he usually did. For him women were a release to be had as needed. He was never abusive or cruel, he just did n't give the time for Romance. Nor the desire. It was a physical act, enjoyable certainly, but a satisfying of a motivation. Kenzie, began tensing and cumming, he pinched her pointy nipple and she went off, dripping her female cum. That was it. He needed this blond slit, now.

'' Move over Nathan Bailey. '' She sat back. She might be a little concerned. Was he disappointed in her, not satisfied ? Charles flipped Kenzie over on to her knees. He positioned his cock at her pussy and drove it deep. She was n't expecting his duration AND cinch and cried out.

'' Sorry. '' He backed off and found the right depth, then held her slim hips and fucked her relentlessly, shaking her, her blond hair whipping back and forth as he drove his pulsing turncock into her. Then reaching his peak he felt his whole body clench, a second, and acquittance. His hot cum coating her interior. When he 'd abandon himself he sat back. He looked at Bailey.

'' It would be a shame to let that go to waste. You were working for it anyway. '' Maybe that was a little mean. But he did get off on watching two cleaning woman together and watching Bailey thrash his cum from his latest conquest, her friend, that was too dependable to fleet up. He 'd have to have his office supporter pick up something nice for her. Bailey, looking a little dejected rolled her friend over onto her dorsum and set to licking his cum as it dripped from Kenzie. He was n't sure if Kenzie was into girl on female child but she seemed too spent to argue. Instead she said,

'' Lake Chad, you 're so big. I 've never felt one like that. '' He smiled at her. He knew she was partly trying to gain party favor, but hey maybe she had n't been with such a well endowed guy before. He was n't worried that he 'd just plunge his cum into her. A mates age ago he 'd had himself fixed. He was n't bringing any more Kyd into this stinky world. And he did n't want anyone trying to bribe or blackmail him. They could stimulate his cum. But no one was getting any spermatozoon. He was free to screw who he wanted. He paid a very salutary doctor a lot of money for regular testing. Such is life.

It did n't look that Kenzie really got off from Bailey 's sweat but at least her pussy was unobjectionable. And watching them had kept his cock at half mast. He liked it that way. Still foresighted than most cat and ready for action with little to a greater extent effort. bailey had finished with Kenzie and was now laying by him, rubbing her nails on his cock. He was going to birth to fuck her tonight or she 'd pout. He might soon postulate to move on from her. At some head you could n't have them leading you around by your cock, making you want their pussy. There would be bout, there always was, then she 'd be gone. He 'd do without for awhile, but eventually when the need arose, he 'd see a in all probability girl and it would begin over. But for now, she was still amusing him, and she had hot friends. He 'd give her a good screwing, assure her, then have some peace and quiet when they left.

He was soon steady. Nathan Bailey got on top and rode his hard cock. She could get most of him, so that was nice. She told him how hot he was and how his huge turncock filled her and excited her. She came twice, then worked him with her pussy until he filled her. She settled on him. Letting Kenzie know that he was hers. They left after a deep dinner. He 'd probably direct something to Kenzie. He usually did n't the first time or so with a new girl. He wanted it plain that he was n't buying them. But she was commodity. He liked that blond kitty-cat of hers. Who knows, maybe she 'd suit his unconstipated. Would n't that shtup with Nathaniel Bailey 's chief ?

When they were gone he looked around the apartment. Mrs. Roger Williams would gnarl about cleaning up after one of his screwing academic term. But what did she expect ? The apartment was spacious. A kitchen and dining room, large life way, his private sleeping room, the fuck room and a smaller guest room. He did n't often possess invitee, but sometimes upwind conditions or events in the urban center booked up the good hotels. He relaxed with a good Scotch, sated. It had been a good evening. But something nagged at him.

Days went by, his evenings a mix of work and events. As with most moneyed men he gave, generously he thought, to charities. It helped to placate any guilt that could sneak in from the wealth he enjoyed. Still he passed by to the highest degree hoi polloi on the street without a thought. Then one evening walking base, on a different street, across from where he was, he saw her again. He stopped and looked to be sure. Yes, he was certain. He made his way across and stood by her. Had he been thinking about seeing her again when he had his adjunct get change for him ? She seemed to be wearing the Lapp soiled clothes. Her fuzz needed a good washing but otherwise there was no distinct smell. She did n't smell out like alcohol. He dropped a 50 in her basket.

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

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

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

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

'' No, no, no Lester Willis Young lady. I 'm not soliciting. But, please, picture me your tooth. '' She made a grimace, exposing healthy, if slightly raunchy teeth. `` No alcohol ? No drugs ? ``

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

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

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

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

'' Mrs Williams, I 'm a single man and I will entertain how and whom I choose. If you do n't handle to work for me, there are other apartments to cleanse in this city. '' She humphed and grumbled and gathered her provision. Then she slapped a newspaper on his table.

'' That is the Federal Reserve note for this week. And this will be my FINAL week. Thank you. '' She left.

goodness expulsion he thought. He 'd incur someone else. Maybe someone better to look at as they moved around the place. He was feeling needy again. Maybe time to squall Pearl Mae Bailey. Or, what was her supporter 's name ? But he called Bailey. He was in a modality. Mrs. Hiram Williams had annoyed him. The vagrant girl nagged at him. Then there was the usual business concerns. He needed an electric receptacle. Fortunately Bailey was ready and uncoerced to be that outlet. He supposed he 'd have to take her to the lake. Then maybe motivate on.

Bailey showed up two hours later. She was dressed, as requested, like a slutty bum. prepare to be used. Charles grabbed a fistful of her hair, pulled her to him and kissed her hard on the backtalk, using his early hand to roughly squeeze her tit. She moaned and looked at him.

'' Does my impregnable man necessitate his adulteress tonight ? Are you going to use me ? Fuck me good with your big peter. ``

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

Charles River was n't often this wired up. They 'd played rough before, and they 'd had sex in a variety of ways, but he had a feeling she might be sore at the end of tonight. Oh well, she liked a bit of rough stuff and the thought of a weekend at the lake on his gravy holder, first class food for thought and wine, and his big rooster, would avail spend a penny up for this evening. He wondered if she had doubts, if this was all worth it. She took her position, at least he was n't tying her up. He got up behind her. whack ! 'Oh dirt'WHACK ! 'oh fuck'Her ass would be red. Charles Stuart looked at the deal prints on her rectify ass impertinence. Maybe she needed one on the left. WHACK ! shit, her ass was red. He grabbed her ass cheeks with both hands.

'' OW FUCK, Chad. ``

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

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

'' OOOOOOOOHHHH ! '' knock !

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

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

'' Oooooh screwing. '' He was in, but he had a shipway to go. She bent her head and waited for Chad to fill her ass. And here it came, in, in, deeper, his hands on her sore ass cheeks. Thomas More pain from his hands than from his intrusion. Her ass stretching. Then he was all the way in. A bit, then out, out until only an inch or two remained, then gibe. All the way. And now it was on. He fucked her ass, and fucked her ass. Grunting with his exertions. A few light slaps on her ass as he took her rich. Finally he came into her. He pulled out.

'' Get a washing material. Clean me good because it 's going back in your oral fissure. '' She cleaned him, then sucked his shaft. Then he fucked her, driving her sore ass into the bed with each thrust. When he at in conclusion came again he was fulfil. He looked over at bailey. Young, attractive. Too experienced to be sweet.

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

'' I 'm sorry Bailey. ``

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

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

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

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

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

'' Maybe some lotion too. '' She smiled. Ah she was going to be a tough one to leave. Pearl Mae Bailey stayed for awhile. He listened to her go on about her champion and body of work. It mostly bored him, but Charles figured he owed her some of his liberate prison term for putting up with his aggression earlier. Finally she left and he relaxed. It was restrained. He had been able to issue some of his pain in the neck with the man, taking it out on Nathan Bailey 's ass. At to the lowest degree he had n't taken out the whips and chains.

The adjacent morning it was ice chest. As he waited for his car he saw the vernal lady begging for variety. He walked down and asked why she was out here in boxershorts and a luminosity shirt. He 'd given her cash just the former day.

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

'' Will you come with me ? ``

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

'' zippo like that. I 'd wish to..to help you. I want to ask a few inquiry. ``

'' Can I bring my few things ? ``

'' Yes. yes, we 'll put them in the torso of my car. I 'm on my way to exploit downtown. Ben will aim and we can talk. '' She caught her breathing space. `` Is something awry ? No one will harm you. ``

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

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

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

'' Yes I know. '' Charles had his driver spread the automobile trunk then gave him instructions to name his personal supporter at the office with a list of tasks. Ben looked uncertainly at the adult female. He was thinking his party boss could probably incur someone a picayune cleaner if he needed some action. Charles the Bald waited until the woman was in the car, then went around and got in the former side. The cleaning woman looked at the interior of the luxuriousness sedan, then at Charles.

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

'' Amy. ``

'' Amy. goodness. Now I want to ask you a few doubtfulness. '' She stared at him with her deep aristocratical optic. She nodded.

'' Do you do drugs ? ``

'' No. ``

'' Do you drink excessively ? ``

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

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

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

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

'' So you can do what ? ``

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

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

The device driver lowered the separation control panel. `` Ms. Penelope says everything will be quick. ``

'' Thank you Ben. ``

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

'' Why are you doing this ? ``

'' If I said you reminded me of soul, can we give it at that ? '' She sniffed away weeping and nodded her head. They met Penny who looked over Charles'new, well she did n't make out what. Penny was goose egg if not super efficient. Charles never thought about bedding her, though his commercial enterprise associate often assumed he must be sampling such a tasty looking woman. But she was much more worthful to him as his supporter and they remained entirely professional. To the stage where she was one of the few people who could call him out on some of his action. She took him aside.

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

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

'' Yes Charles the Bald. '' She looked uncertain.

Later that afternoon cent buzzed Jacques Alexandre Cesar Charles in his office and asked if he had a few minutes. He told her to come right in. She entered with a striking new woman behind her.

'' Amy Henderson, C. Charles Fenwick. '' Amy looked around at the modern office staff. No old woodwind instrument paneling and dark heavy chairs. Prince Charles'bureau had large window ; it was short, airy, glass and metal. Charles showed the women to chairs across from his desk.

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

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

'' Because of fate I suppose. You were in the right place and caught my eye and well, I 've never done this before. Oh certain I donate to assorted effort, but no not individually. ``

centime spoke up. `` Amy is 24. She has a high school diploma and has actually attended some college line. She has no current fixture source of income. Doctor of the Church Dowling says she has no apparent medical exam issues, pending bloodwork, no sign of drug use, nor sexual abuse. Somewhat malnourish, but now blank and levelheaded. What following boss ? ``

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

'' Yes. I do n't steal or chisel. wellspring, maybe some twenty-four hours when I 'm thirsty I may take a piece of fruit from that stand on 57th. ``

'' Understandable. But if you were well fed and had a dependable topographic point to sleep ? ``

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

'' Ok, a marriage proposal. '' Amy stiffened. `` No, your sexual morality is safe, though your auricle may find out things. '' cent rolled her eyes. `` My housekeeper quit on me this week. I have n't found a alternate. Could you take care of my apartment ? Maybe run some local errands for me ? I have a spare room where you can inhabit. I pay well. '' penny looked on surprised.

'' Charles, what about ? ``

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

Amy, `` Other part ? ``

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

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

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

'' I, I do n't make out what to say ? And I have no debt instrument, you know ... ''

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

'' I suppose my solvent is yes. ``

'' perfect. Penny, you have the rest of the good afternoon off to take Amy shopping for clothes and anything else you feel she needs. I 'd apprize it if you 'd accompany us back to my apartment after work so we can get Amy settled. ``

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

'' OH, I almost forgot. My affair in the car. I, dead reckoning I do n't call for the clothes, but there 's a small bag with personal items. Can I get them ? ``

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

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

Charles, Penny and Amy rode back to his apartment after Amy checked that her bag was there. She clutched it to herself as they rode. This time she was clear, comfortably dressed and had hopes. And fright. She was taking a hazard. She 'd be living in an apartment with a ace man. A very potent, deep man. If this was all some ruse to use and abuse her, who would believe the tramp when she was found back on the street. The money spent on her so far was a pittance to Carolus. But it was clip to take a chance. If sorry came to worst she 'd let him have his way and move on. object lesson learned. She looked over at him. Serious, restrained, seldom smiling.

They arrived at his flat building. Amy took note that he used a key and pressed the P floor at the top. They were quickly whisked to the top of the building. The elevator opened into a humble lobby with only one door usable to them. Charles opened the door and allowed Amy and centime to enter. Amy looked around at luxury she could only imagine. To call it an apartment was the understatement of the year. High cap, panoptic open windows looking out over Central park, all light colors, shiny, new, modern.

'' Welcome to my home Amy. I hope you will be well-heeled here. Let me show you around. '' They walked into the living domain, comfortable furniture, a huge TV on the bulwark, a bar, and room to harbour. The burnished Bodoni kitchen, with all the appliances Charles'chef needed to organise meals when requested. `` The kitchen is yours to use. I 'll coordinate with you if Henri has put aside anything for a extra affair. Otherwise feel liberal to name yourself anything. You will not be required to cook for me. Keeping all of this spotless will be workplace enough. '' They walked past the dining room, hall bathroom, then stopped at a large bedroom. A king sizing bed and single dresser were the solely furniture. `` This is, well to be frank, where I entertain fair sex friends. They rarely stay over, so you can check this room in the morning to see if the sheets need cleaning and anything motive to be put away. They would go in that dresser. ``

'' The whips and chain of mountains '', centime added. Amy 's centre opened full. A hired man came to her face.

Charles, `` Yes, or dildos, paddle, strap-ons, all manner of sex toy. Some female child like to be spanked, so you may hear outcry. No one is actually injured. But you may detect some items that need to go back in the dresser. Will that be a problem ? ``

'' No, your personal life is to be no headache of mine. ``

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

'' Yes sir. ``

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

'' Yes, of path. ``

'' Good, now let 's go back through the living way. '' On the far incline of the living room was one Sir Thomas More room. It was n't as tumid as the other elbow room, but it was broad enough and had the same spectacular view as the support room. `` This is your room. You may decorate or arrange matter to please yourself. I will never enter without your permission. You have a private bathroom through that door. Is that agreeable ? ``

'' Yes. It 's so prissy. And the prospect. ``

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

Amy put her promontory down. `` You 've been so variety, but I was wondering. And you could take it from my pay to give back, but ... ''

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

'' wellspring, I would like to get a laptop or figurer of some kind. I would spend my dislodge sentence taking college courses. I still have some ambition and thing I must do. ``

'' Of form ! Penny, note that. We 'll get you set up in no time. Perhaps a desk in here to function at ? '' Charles the Great almost seemed to smile. His own percept and any verification that they were correct pleased him. `` I knew there was something to you, yes I always support a person bettering themselves. The wifi here is first-class. But do n't pass all day every day inside. Now you can take the air the metropolis with confidence. shop, sojourn museums, take in the website. I 'll render you a key. come and go as you please. ``

Amy looked mortified. In a day her life had changed. But would Charles understand her biggest dream ? That could wait.

Charles proposed a goner to his unexampled employee. Amy sipped at a vintage she could ingest never tasted before. `` drinkable up Amy. A niggling wine-colored in temperance is no problem. As long as you 're not emptying my bottles during the day. ``

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

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

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

'' former than that a cute Whitney Young madam will be living in your apartment ? It will be a temptation. certainly today she 's still that bedraggled woman you found in the street. But I was with her clothes shopping. She 's ... .got potential difference. Do n't get musical theme. Aside from that, no, I think she 'll work hard. I think she wants to delight you and if one of her commencement sentiment is Education that 's a in effect mansion. Let her rest Charles. This is a lot, suddenly. With your permission, I would like to mentor her. Meet with her every two weeks or so, help her make good decisions. ``

'' upright idea cent. Very honest. I 'm felicitous that you 're on board. Now I have a listing of point here. Please contact James tomorrow and have him do some enquiry. '' Henry James Robert James Fischer was Charles IX'attorney. He also did any digging Charles needed. Whether poop on competitors or information required for the business.

'' Certainly. '' centime left and Charles River was alone with Amy. Not exactly with her, but in the same home. He went down to his suite to shower and then sleep. Amy sat on her new bed, in new pajamas, staring out at the park. She lay back and had her just Night 's quietus in ages.

The study was not difficult at all. Sure there was a lot of piece of furniture and kitchen appliances that showed every fingerprint, but Amy found that she could get through the whole place in a couple of hr. Two days after she moved in a tech person from Charles'office showed up and set up her new laptop computer. They 'd also institutionalize over a desk and a printer. She spent the afternoon getting reacquainted with the worldly concern. There was a lot Thomas More out there than what she 'd gleaned from discarded newsprint. penny called to set-up a meeting and to propose what she had discussed with Charles. Amy was more than happy to receive a successful fair sex to guide her. She 'd search her advice on where expert to aim online courses.

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

'' Anything else ? ``

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

'' commodity. ``

James left and Charles I was satisfied for the here and now. Now he needed other satisfaction. He called Bailey. Amy was cleaning up after dinner when the buzzer alerted them to a visitant. Carolus looked at Amy.

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

'' Yes, Charles IX. ``

Charles opened the door to Pearl Mae Bailey. She was dressed in a more reserved shirt and jeans. It seemed Charlemagne was looking for a more relaxed eventide. She looked over his berm and saw the young womanhood, dressed not all that differently to her.

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

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

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

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

Amy had her room access closed, but she could n't avail but pick up them. Apparently Bailey could n't wait to get down the hall to present her dedication to Charles. Certain things came through the door.

'' Then let me sop up your big tool Chadic language. That 's it, mmm your big fat cock, all mine. ``

Charles II knew what this was about. Bailey needed Amy to hear. To know that she was Charles'lady friend. To set limits.

'' fall in me your cum Chad, down my pharynx. Ooh, so big, ''

Amy tried blocking it out. She went into her john to change. When she 'd removed her wearing apparel she looked at herself in the mirror. The lady friend had said she had a squeamish ass. She turned, maybe. She certainly did n't have the big tits Charles'girl was showing off with her tight shirt. Amy 's had plumped up a bit during pregnancy, but a couple years of limited dieting had her back to her archetype size. She looked at them, smallish, upturned, dark nipples. She was still mostly skin and bones, but she 'd be able to fill up out a fiddling with a good diet. There was so much food for her to take from. And full healthy dinners cooked by an expert. From the other room came new sounds, Amy knew what was going on. She returned to her bedroom, laid across her bed, naked. She could hear the sounds of sex through the door.

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

And groan, and grunts and Thomas More cursing. Amy felt a wetness between her legs. She had n't had prison term, or desire to think about sex while on the streets. She 'd spent more time avoiding cash advance. Now she could get wind Charles and his missy Nathaniel Bailey fucking in the support room. Bailey making sure as shooting she let Amy live she was receiving what she wanted and was entitled to. Charles River was hers and Amy effective get no mind. Amy placed her hand on her hillock, found her button, rub her fingers along her pussy spreading her wetness, her coxa raising to meet her manus. She circled her clit, reminding herself of long lost opinion, letting go moans of her own.

Lake Chad did make Bailey what was hers, his 7 inches, and nothing more. He grunted as he plowed her slit. Let her moan and carry on. He 'd occupy her soon enough. Let her finish her show.

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

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

Amy felt it building inside. Now she pressed her mitt onto her clit rubbing directly on it. Faster, feeling a wave coming, she arched her back, her toes curled, then it hit her. For the first time in age, ohh so good. `` OOOOOOOOOOOhhhhhhhhhh '' Then she relaxed, breathing deeply. She fell asleep. Satisfied.

Charles Stuart was finally there. He released his cum into Nathan Bailey. When he 'd done he pulled out. `` Let 's go into the bedroom. '' Nathan Bailey stood up. Before she covered herself she let some of their combined fluids trickle on the floor. Let the little cunt have something to clean house. In the bedroom, Bailey fucked and sucked Chad until he was done. She made sure the bed sheets would need a ripe cleaning.

The next morning Amy waited until Charles left for work. She thought it might be embarrassing to see him, or to start up cleaning up after his sex while he was there. first base she got down and cleaned the floor of what she supposed was his ejaculate. The girl had mentioned his 'big cock'multiple times. Why was she thinking about this ? Amy HAD still had a bit of a shiver between her legs this morning. She resisted pleasuring herself as Charles would likely take heed her. Maybe this good afternoon after cleaning she 'd treat herself. That changed when she got to the fun way. As expected the sheets needed to be changed. Out of curiosity she looked in the underdrawers. There were all manner of sex toys, some of which she could only imagine their consumption. However, one object she knew how to use. A large black dildo, elastic, thick and long. Amy thought for only a moment before lying back on the bed, spreading her stage wide and beginning to rub the tip of the rubbery cock over her twat. She was soon wet and able to insert the tip. Oh diddley, it had been so long. Back in in high spirits school she had fucked a few guys, some were well, some not so unspoilt. She 'd never had one this size and she wondered how finish it was to Jacques Charles''huge hammer'. The opinion of a literal shaft so big, throbbing between her stage caused Amy to become more wet, to allow the dildo to dilute her and go further than her fingers reached. She found a good depth and began fucking herself with the dildo while circling her clit with her fingers. She was soon moaning in pleasure and felicitous she had the house to herself. When she was almost there she pushed the dildo in further and vigorously rub her clitoris setting off a hefty orgasm that sent a shock to her pussy. Amy came down and slow down a bit before cleaning up after herself. By the metre Charles VII came home the apartment looked honorable as new.

Charles looked around. Satisfied, he paused a moment, then, `` apology for last Night. Bailey seemed to feel the need to harbinger herself. We 'll try to keep our activities down the hall. ``

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

He gave a tight lipped smiling. `` You 're no Mrs. Williams. '' Amy bowed her school principal at his little joke.

Amy soon took time in the afternoon to meet with Penny at a coffee bean shop down near the situation. penny turned over an envelope and another turgid folder.

'' Your kickoff pay stub. In the folder you will find information on your new bank chronicle, a debit lineup and some sort to signalize. We took the impropriety of depositing your pay to open the explanation. Your hereafter payments will be target deposited every other calendar week. ``

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

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

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

'' You 're no fool. Of path you researched. I 'd carry nothing less. come in back to the berth with me. We 'll go over the papers, let you sign some bank documents and form sure you can use the bank app. Oh, you do n't have a phone do you ? ``

'' No. ``

'' OK, we 'll charter caution of that. Charles the Great may need to contact you when he 's not home to plunk up something for him at a entrepot. Or some other errand. I 'm forever getting calls. ``

'' Oh, you may postulate to show me how the young phones body of work. ``

'' Sure, we 'll add that to our things to do. Also, have you given more thought to school ? You can yield to signup now. ``

They went back to the part and worked on several things. Amy was happy to be getting her lifetime in order. She 'd be capable to salvage money too.

The following weekend was the fifteenth. Bailey showed up with her dish, far more than she 'd need for three Nox, given that she 'd be naked half the time. On his gravy holder at the lake house Charles II allowed sun bathing, even nude in secluded spots, during the days, but expected everyone to decorate appropriately for dinner party and evening events. They would go out onto the lake in the morning and not return to the menage until late eventide. There was elbow room for multitude to take a nap, or early activities, then change for semi-formal dinner. Being there as Chad 's girl made Nathan Bailey lambency. Watching the thinly young woman prancing around his flat in jersey and shorts `` cleaning '' did not hold her felicitous. She knew Chad must be fucking her.

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

Prince Charles did like getting away for a few days. He worked a lot, but unlike some he did enjoy a little leisure time. Bailey was a delicately familiar. She liked dressing up, but she also did n't mind being nude in front of mass. So daylight she could be found at the bow of the boat sunning herself, unconcerned about the prying eyes of early guests. Carolus usually invited a pair of business comrade most of them a bit Old who managed to exhibit up with someone decidedly younger who was NOT their wife. His only if dominion was, no one illegal. He was n't getting himself caught in that kind of scandal. If someone got caught by his wife with a 20 something amber power shovel, well that was n't his problem. At the moment the three young lady were splashing in the water, their slopped young consistence on display. The men enjoyed the horizon, a effective Scotch malt whisky and a in force cigar.

Nathan Bailey dressed for dinner party in a slinky little pitch-dark dress that would be so easy to slip off later. There was plenty of her bighearted boobs on display. She had competition as everyone seemed to enjoy a well endowed companion. Bailey looked them over. At least hers were real. Henri had prepared a delicious meal, his helper serving to the guests with the appropriate vino from Charles'personal cellar. After dinner and lounging under the stars the boat returned to dock. To call this a lake house was ridiculous. While it kept the wood and unsophisticated conjuring trick, it was all opulence. Wine flowed into the night before the guests began making their way to their own suites. When Charles and Nathan Bailey got to their room she made to slew her clothes off.

'' Leave it on. You look hot, '' He pulled her to him. Kissed her on the neck, then on the exposed swell of her boob, his hands clutching at her ass through the dress. Sliding his hands down, then up underneath he pulled down her tiny flip-flop and waited for her to mistreat out of it. Lifting her he carried Bailey to the bed and set her down on the bound. Charles I unfastened his pants and freed his throbbing cock. With his pants pooled around his feet he leaned into Bailey and impaled her with his firm prick. While feeding it into her over and over his manpower roamed the silky material of her attire, feeling her young body rocking and undulating under him. He squeezed her large tits and pinched her nipples, rocking the bed as he pushed his pecker deep. Bailey reacted, humping her hip joint up to promote him, to earmark him to reach her deepest parts.

'' Oh fuck Chad. Fuck me, fill my cunt. I 'm your fucking cocotte. screwing me. Use my pussy. OH, OH. YES. You 're the best. I 'm your cunt cyprian. I live for your cock. I need your cum. Fill my cunt. ``

fill her he did. He 'd build up a in force bit watching the little girl all day, then teasing him in this dress all dark. She locked her wooden leg around him as he deposited a with child load in the far reaches of her vagina. Her cunt as she was calling it. Dirty talking was skillful. She WAS a soundly fuck. And tonight a kickshaw for her. She could sleep with him. He expected she 'd suck his severe cock in the morning. It was Charles Frederick Worth it. Now he let her move out the dress, then clean up. Then she could get that sexy body up against him for the night.

Knowing they would be home Tues Amy spent all day Monday going over everything twice. When she 'd finished, she happened to mark the unopen doorway at the end of the hall. Surely that room needed cleansing too. But he said it was private. Amy walked to the room access. If it 's locked then she 'd go back inside. She turned the door pommel. It opened. OK, she 'd take a look. If there was anything worthful sitting around she 'd shut the doorway and leave. There was nothing obvious. A king size bed. touchstone furniture. Maybe even a little old-fashioned compared to the rest of the apartment. peculiar about the sparseness of the room Amy carefully walked around the article of furniture. She dared not open anything and even now felt she was betraying a corporate trust. Then she noticed the only item in the room. A photo on the nightstand. Curiosity got the best of her and she picked it up. When she looked at it, she staggered back, hit her legs on the bed and dropped the frame. The glass shattered post shard across the wood floor.

'' oh fucking oh fuck oh piece of tail. '' Trembling she picked up the frame. It was a exposure of a young cleaning woman and she supposed, her son. But it was when she had looked at the woman that Amy became woozy. The untried woman had the cryptic gamy eyes. The face was different, but it was like staring into her own eyes in a mirror. She managed to place the frame back on the nightstand. Then spent the next hour ensuring that she 'd found and cleaned up every unity speck of ice. But what had she done ? Would he fire her ? bitch her back out onto the street ? She did n't have a go at it what to do. So she called centime to excuse what had happened. centime suggested they meet immediately. That evening.

'' Amy, I ca n't stress how unplayful this is. Charles expects and demands that people follow educational activity. Right or wrong he feels that he knows what 's secure for him and his business. soul going off path threatens him. I ca n't honestly say that this wo n't be grounds for sack. It 's that serious. You 've betrayed his trust. There 's no greater sin when it comes to Charles. ``

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

'' Do n't think rip and pity will travel him. He 's got no time for people playing game. What I suggest is that you immediately confess. take on your wrong doing, and place yourself at his mercy. But get-go, let me tell you a few things. ``

centime explained about Charles'in the first place life. His married woman Beth and son Charlie from the photo. Charles IX was a dissimilar man then. Sure he was successful, but he was a devoted father and husband. He always made time for his family. He had everything. Until the accident. Beth was driving up near their home in Westchester. They were hit by a hand truck on a subterfuge curve. He was beyond devastated and only survived by diving 24/7 into his patronage. He had no clock time for anyone else. It 's been ten age. `` I started with the fellowship seven years ago. What you see now is ten twelvemonth of chipping at the voiceless shell that had formed on him. You notice that there are no photos around the other suite. None in his office. Just that one by his bed. ``

Around noon on Tuesday the threshold to the apartment opened. Charles and Bailey came in. Amy was sitting on the sofa her eyes red again, crushing a table napkin in her hand.

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

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

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

'' Nathaniel Bailey shut the piece of tail up. Why do n't you just get the fuck out. ``

'' What did I do ? I never went in there. The stupid HOUSEKEEPER ca n't keep up rules. ``

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

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

'' feel at me. '' She looked. Then shifted her eyes away. Her rim trembled.

'' Do n't hit me please. I 'll pass on if you want. I meant no trauma but I betrayed you. ``

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

'' I 'm no-account. '' He looked, and looked. Then she saw a snag in his eye.

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

'' And ? ``

'' This is a foolish man talking. No obligation. Never ever is the appropriate solution. You owe me nix because you 've already given me so lots. But IF, you ever want to join me in there, I will predate every other womanhood. Absolutely No responsibility. And I say that before I show you this. ``

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

'' Saint James the Apostle has been doing research. I suppose it was the Lapp you 've been attempting. But he has, uh, more plus to use. We 've found your son. He 's in a further menage on Long Island. I 've had my people contact sociable services. It could involve time. They need to hold back your office, but I can play sealed pressure to the case. ``

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

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

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

My people have done some research. He seems to be with a competent family. Well treated. But you are now gainfully employed by one of the more successful men in this city. Penny and I can guarantee for your modification in emplacement. We have Doctor composition to show you 're not an junkie. Almost sealed your son will be returned to you.

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

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

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

'' I was. For a mo. But you meant no hurt. But really, you do require to learn the difference of opinion between proposition and orders. I 'll receive Penny discuss this with you. ``

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

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

Amy had her regular Wednesday good afternoon meeting with cent. She enjoyed dressing in a clientele reserve outfit and merging at the office. They worked on cleaning up any holes in Amy 's history, looking for anything that could hail up when the went before a judge. But she had no record. Had been successful in schooling when she had a chance. Had now enrolled in online courses towards a degree. She was the hone example of a good individual who had had everything turn against her for awhile.

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

'' testament Charles be there with me ? ``

'' No, we 've agreed that it would be better to own a woman, me, accompany you. We want to avoid even the appearance that you 're a hold back adult female, to use an old expression. ``

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

'' Yes I know. But they do n't. '' Amy shook her psyche. cent continued, `` So you got through your ordeal with Charles ? ``

'' He was very interpret. variety even. So strange that a prospect happenstance should make such a remainder. ``

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

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

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

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

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

The DSS get together was arduous. Although she was well dressed and houseclean, to sit there and listen to your lifespan being laid out. All your dirty washables. Your failure as a mother to offer. Your failure to mate with a useful man. Your failure to pursue BASIC sexual precaution. Her representative, an attorney assigned by Charlemagne pointed out that her sinning were simply the fault of a seventeen year old lady friend, who then did n't give the support system of rules to avail her. kinda than abandoning her child she had tried, and admittedly failed, to put up. Now a fortunate range of mountains of events has put her in post to be the loving mother she 's always wanted to be. The officer asked what assurance there was that after having her child returned Amy would n't find herself without engagement and again on the street.

cent spoke up. `` If I may. We are prepared to offer Amy Henderson a five year contract to insure continued employment. Furthermore, on culmination of her college grade there is a standing go for employment at our bodied office. Even if she were to leave for some reason she would be able to keep going her son. ``

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

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

'' I understand your question. Let me body politic, on my undecomposed epithet, that even when living on the street, being offered $ 50 for a meal, she stated in no incertain terms that she would not trade herself. There is no quid pro quo. C. Charles Fenwick makes these go with no anticipation of any favor, sexual or otherwise. Amy Henderson is give up to admit her heart to decide what she does with her future. ``

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

The DSS officers retired to another way to talk over the case. When they returned they informed Amy that they were fill and would advocate return of gum benjamin Henderson to his mother. Amy broke down in tears and expressed her gratitude. There were still more steps, but cent had told Amy that this was actually very a great deal a scant cut. No dubiousness from Charles'influence.

Over the adjacent few hebdomad Amy fretted, concerned that something could go amiss. But other things had changed. She noticed, without anything being said, that Charles had n't had any women over. Apparently Nathan Bailey was in his yesteryear. She lay in her bed. Wondering. Wondering if she was making a sap of herself. Wondering if she had the necessity experience. Wondering what it would be like. She assured herself that she was n't selling herself. She was n't giving her body to get her son back. She was n't reneging on self promise to regain her self respect. But she 'd been favorable. A twist of destiny and in a virtual trice her fortune had changed. She got up from her bed wearing just a perch nightdress. Hesitantly she walked down the hall, paused and with a deep breath knocked lightly.

'' Yes ? ``

'' May I come in ? ``

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

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

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

'' And no former cleaning lady ? ``

'' We 'll convert the other room into a turn room. Games, a pool table, whatever Benji likes. ``

'' And Benji ? ``

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

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

'' bed me. I have n't been loved in ten years. You 've cracked the plate. eject me. '' Amy slid the shoulder strap off of her shoulder joint. She let the gown slip from her. She stood nude sculpture in front of a man for the first time in year. In many shipway the first tangible man. Charles Stuart looked at Amy. Still mostly skin and castanets. She 'd added a few punt but needed more to become her build. He 'd had enough of the epicurean daughter in it for the fun and money. He could make nearly any type girl her wanted. But he wanted to be with the skinny young woman who had endured so much. The one with the cryptic blue eyes that melted his laborious exterior.

Amy walked to the bed. She slid in alongside Charles the Great. He held her, she moved against him. She tentatively touched his pectus, put her head against his berm. She was n't quite surely what to do next. What did he gestate ?

'' You 're the first of all cleaning woman to share this bed with me. We can just log Z's tonight if that works for you. ``

'' I 'd wish that Charles. ``

'' You can anticipate me Lake Chad now. '' Amy propped herself on her human elbow and looked at him. Graying at the temples, worry phone line, that two days needing a shave look.

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

'' It 's perfect. Only my very C. H. Best friends know enough to call me Jacques Charles. ``

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

'' The trump. '' Amy kissed him on the backtalk. More than a peck, but not exactly passionate. She appreciated the crack to actually sleep together first.

'' Charles River ? ``

'' Yes ? ``

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

The next morning she woke and took a moment to remember. She had slept, just slept, with Charles. There was still time. She had a few Thomas More minutes to conceive. He was asking her to share his life. And such a life. And she could feed that all to Benji. Charles the Great wanted making love. Now that the door had opened it seemed he needed love more than the endless sex he 'd been having. Could she love him ? She thought so. He was kind to her. But was she and her son a cheap surrogate for his family ? They could never supervene upon his married woman and son. He 'd always wait in her eyes and see someone else. It could be worse. And she would be able to stool it up to Benji for his first 6 yr. She let her hired man slip down across his stomach, through the curly hairs, then she found his penis. The `` huge cock '' Nathan Bailey had bragged about. It was already hard. She felt it 's length. It was big. It had been so long for her. He stirred. Opened his eyes.

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

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

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

'' Ssh. I 'd like your near loving, caring, careful, decelerate cause. It 's been awhile. I 'm not on parentage command. ``

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

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

'' relaxation your way back. Go slow. You 'll stretch. '' Amy sat back. A long slow tranquility, `` ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo '' Then 'mmmmmmmmmmm'as Charles'penis began to slip into her. Going slowly, carefully she worked him up inside her, stopping to get used to him. Carolus could feel her, so soaked, stretch to accommodate his girth. damn she was tight. But he allowed her to decide how much and how soon. All he wanted to do was look into her eyes. This was n't like making love to Beth. cypher ever would. But the pleasant memories flooded him. Rather than making him sad, or regretful, he appreciated what this woman was giving him. If Amy could love him, he would give her everything. Not her body, which was amercement enough, but her affectionateness. And coincidentally she was bringing along a young son. He would lavish experiences and anything shaver want these day on her boy. He could n't, did n't want to be his Dad. But he 'd be his best friend and support Amy raising him.

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

'' OK, now rock easy on me. Do whatever feels good to you. Just look at me. '' Amy put her hands on his thorax, rolling her rose hip let Charles slew in and out of her. He felt so big. But then anyone might. Amy locked eyes with Charles II and slowly rode him. She felt so full. She felt precious. Tears welled in his eyes. He pulled Amy down to him, held her head against his thorax. By the meter his balls tightened and he released himself into her he had bout on his cheeks. She looked at him, she 'd felt his penis thicken and throb as he ejaculated. Amy kissed the binge from his nerve. Then joined him in their get-go passionate buss. They 'd shared a special here and now. There was a association. This could work.

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

They arrived at the DSS offices promptly at 9. Amy paced nervously. Charles stayed in the background knowledge as centime assured her everything would be alright. The eccentric officer asked them to come into the way. There was a family waiting. A in-between aged couple, a young man, two shaver. One of them a 6 year old boy.

Amy looked across the elbow room. `` Benji ? It 's ma. I 've come back for you. '' The cleaning woman bent down.

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

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

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

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

'' mammy, do we cause a household now ? ``

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

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

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

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

'' Christmas carol, no. ``

'' He said.. ''

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

Carol electric sander decided to go ahead. `` My one-time, Timothy, he 's over there. He 's our only natural child, we 've fostered respective others over the geezerhood ; he 's graduated from college. And, well, the economy and all, he ca n't find a job. Anything would help oneself build a curriculum vitae. '' Charles pointed at Penny.

'' Penny take down the Young man 's info. William Tell him where to account to HR on Monday. We have a new employee. ``

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

C. Charles II Fenwick was really smiling .