C. Charles Fenwick was 42 long time old, affluent beyond his needs, alone in the humanity. His given name is Chadwick. He cursed his parents for naming him Chadwick Fenwick. What a stupid public figure. He went by Charles in the business human race. His close companion called him Chad. They were associates ; he really had no one he called a friend. Charles had been successful in job, he had a hang for it and a driving force to succeed. He had a beautiful wife and a Whitney Moore Young Jr. son. Then ten old age ago he lost them both in an machine accident. In his brokenheartedness he shut himself off from the humanity, turning his mind completely to making money. He did n't care who may be shunted aside, stepped over, inconvenienced. He would succeed, spectacularly. Oh trusted he had his physical demand. Those reappeared after two or three years. But he could never pay himself over to anyone again. He could n't expose his heart to the risk of infection. So he had companions. No one he would name a girlfriend. His flow companion was a 26 twelvemonth old peach. Large firm breasts, wide articulatio coxae, dark hair, dark oculus. She could suck his shaft like no former and ride him to debilitation. She was hot and kinky and there for his want. But he knew she enjoyed his money, while he enjoyed her physical structure. She was n't a whore or shout out girl, just a untested adult female enjoying some of the finer things in spirit. And C. Charles Fenwick did enjoy the finer things in liveliness. Starting with his penthouse flat. A suite of rooms overlooking the park. He employed a chef to organize repast as needed and a housekeeper to make sure as shooting everything was in order.

Tonight he waited for his fellow traveller Pearl Mae Bailey to arrive. While enjoying a glass of good wine he thought about something that had happened on his way household. He often walked abode to enjoy good weather and had no trouble ignoring nigh people on the street, walking past them in his own human beings. Tonight though, just a couple auction block from his edifice he passed a Loretta Young panhandler. A disheveled woman, wan, tired looking. As usual, he would have walked by, but she caught his eye. He looked again. deep dark oculus, somewhere between bright and hopeless. He stopped, took out his wallet hoping he might have a dollar or two. He rarely carried cash, who did these days, but he found a twenty. It seemed a bit much. What was he thinking, he could light cigars with a XX and never notice. He dropped it in her basket.

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

Why was he thinking of her now ? Maybe the knickknack of the situation. Just another unfortunate person. Maybe a druggie ? mortal who lost in this plot of life ? The door doorbell. That would be Pearl Bailey. He forgot about the beggar as he let her in. She 'd brought a friend. This was promising to be an occupy night.

'' Hey chad, this is my admirer Kenzie. I brought her over to party with us tonight. Hope you do n't mind ? '' brain ? Here was another hot Brigham Young sister half his age. She had straight blonde hair, Brown eyes, a tight little ass and perky bosom. She also had a buoyant personality and practically bounced into the apartment after her friend.

'' trusted no job. 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 female child who knew how to ingratiate herself with her host.

'' vino madam ? ``

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

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

'' Chad, I missed you, it 's been a few twenty-four hours. ``

'' Sorry Bailey, work has been busy. But I do give birth time coming up. I thought we could go up to my lake house, spend some clock time on my boat ? ``

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

Materially ram people were so tardily for Charles. Dangle a dinner party, or a gravy holder, or new earrings and their unhurt mentality changed. It was the same in occupation. Now Nathan Bailey was properly motivated. She slipped off her shirt, letting him see her bountiful bosom in the new red lace bra.

'' Come 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 breast now awaited Jacques Alexandre Cesar Charles'tending. He lifted Kenzie onto his lap and began sucking at one pointed teat, and then the other.

'' Why do n't we direct this interior ? '' He was definitely getting a art object of this hot new ass tonight. Oh surely he 'd have plenty for Nathaniel Bailey too. He was in good shape for his age, but kept a pedigree of anovulatory drug to ensure he performed like a guy their age. They moved to the business leader size bed down the entrance hall. This was an extra room he used for these case showdown. None of his visitant were allowed into his common soldier bedroom.

Charles stripped and positioned himself against a mound of pillows. In addition to line of work insightfulness and wealthiness, he was also blessed with a fairly impressive putz. 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 tool was arduous and standing proudly. Kenzie again said, `` Wow. ``

He almost said the same thing when Kenzie dropped her knickers and thong. She was obviously a natural blond. Wispy light whisker collected on her mound above her cleanly shaved lips. Pearl Bailey was completely bald-pated, but this was a gracious change. He knew then what he wanted. He slid down a little on the bed.

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

'' Kenzie, up here, I feel like I need to get better acquainted with that precious twat of yours. '' Bailey got to act upon on his cock, sucking it into her mouth and expertly using her tongue to card his wide-cut length. Kenzie scooted up on the bed and squatted over his brass presenting her pussycat to him. He pulled her down and prodded at her with his tongue. Then licking her slit and sucking at her clit to get her going. He savored her wetness, slipped two finger's breadth into her tight cunt and fucked her that way as he licked up and down tasting her, inhaling her sweet zest. This was good. He liked a odoriferous young pussy in his face. He was n't so worried about her getting a lot of joy, Chad just wanted that fresh newness. Nathaniel Bailey was meddlesome servicing his cock and in a few minutes he 'd fill her with his cum, but a overnice new twat to gustation before filling it with his cock was Charles'idea of a good evening. Nathan Bailey would be back for boats and jewelry and nice dinner party, but this might be a 1 shot at her friend. He knew how young fair sex were. If he spent too much metre on Kenzie, then no way bailey brings her around again. Kenzie was now grinding on him. His fingers had found a effective office, she was rocking her rosehip rubbing her pussy on his boldness, his tenuous beard would be coated in her succus. bailey was doing her intimately on his cock, but Tchad was getting into this blond twat more that he usually did. For him fair sex were a release to be had as needed. He was never abusive or cruel, he just did n't have the time for romance. Nor the desire. It was a physical act, pleasurable certainly, but a satisfying of a need. Kenzie, began tensing and cumming, he pinched her pointy nipple and she went off, dripping her female cum. That was it. He needed this blonde pussy, now.

'' motility over Bailey. '' She sat back. She might be a little pertain. Was he disappointed in her, not satisfied ? Charles flipped Kenzie over on to her knees. He positioned his peter at her pussy and drove it deep. She was n't expecting his distance AND girth and cried out.

'' Sorry. '' He backed off and found the veracious depth, then held her slenderize hip joint and fucked her relentlessly, shaking her, her blond pilus whipping back and forth as he drove his pulsing pecker into her. Then reaching his peak he felt his whole body clench, a bit, and exit. His hot cum coating her inside. When he 'd evacuate himself he sat back. He looked at Bailey.

'' It would be a pity 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 women together and watching Nathaniel Bailey lick his cum from his latest conquest, her admirer, that was too honorable to pass up. He 'd consume to have his office assistant pick up something nice for her. bailey, looking a little dejected rolled her friend over onto her back and set to licking his cum as it dripped from Kenzie. He was n't for sure if Kenzie was into girl on fille but she seemed too spent to reason. 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 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 ditch his cum into her. A couple years ago he 'd had himself fixed. He was n't bringing any more than kids into this shitty world. And he did n't want anyone trying to corrupt or blackmail him. They could have his ejaculate. But no one was getting any sperm. He was free to roll in the hay who he wanted. He paid a very good Dr. a lot of money for veritable testing. Such is life.

It did n't look that Kenzie really got off from Bailey 's sweat but at to the lowest degree her pussy was clean house. And watching them had kept his stopcock at half mast. He liked it that way. Still longer than most guy and make for action with little Thomas More exploit. Bailey had finished with Kenzie and was now laying by him, rubbing her nails on his prick. He was going to take in to fuck her tonight or she 'd pout. He might soon demand to move on from her. At some point you could n't experience 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 probably girl and it would bulge over. But for now, she was still amusing him, and she had hot protagonist. He 'd dedicate her a good fucking, assure her, then accept some peace and unruffled when they left.

He was soon strong. Bailey got on top and rally his hard prick. She could take most of him, so that was nice. She told him how hot he was and how his huge putz filled her and excited her. She came twice, then worked him with her pussy until he filled her. She settled on him. Letting Kenzie know that he was hers. They left after a late dinner party. He 'd probably commit something to Kenzie. He usually did n't the start time or so with a new girl. He wanted it plain that he was n't buying them. But she was trade good. He liked that blonde pussy of hers. Who knows, maybe she 'd suit his regular. Would n't that shag with Bailey 's head ?

When they were gone he looked around the apartment. Mrs Bernard Arthur Owen Williams would grumble about cleaning up after one of his fuck sessions. But what did she expect ? The apartment was spacious. A kitchen and dining room, large animation room, his individual bedroom, the fuck way and a little guest room. He did n't often have guest, but sometimes weather weather or events in the city booked up the better hotels. He relaxed with a honorable score, sated. It had been a practiced eve. But something nagged at him.

Days went by, his eve a mix of work and events. As with most wealthy men he gave, generously he thought, to Polemonium van-bruntiae. It helped to assuage any guilt that could cower in from the riches he enjoyed. Still he passed by to the highest degree hoi polloi on the street without a mentation. Then one evening walking house, on a dissimilar street, across from where he was, he saw her again. He stopped and looked to be sure. Yes, he was sure. He made his way across and stood by her. Had he been thinking about seeing her again when he had his assistant get alteration for him ? She seemed to be wearing the Lapplander soil clothes. Her hair needed a good washing but otherwise there was no discrete odor. She did n't sense like alcoholic drink. He dropped a 50 in her basket.

'' Bless you. '' She said reflexively, then seeing the 5-0 on the bill, looked up in shock. `` 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 up cock, even for 50 dollars. If that 's what you want you can have it back. I, I have n't sank to that yet. No sir. ``

C. Jacques Alexandre Cesar Charles Fenwick looked down in surprise. She thought HE was going to buy a bump job ?

'' No, no, no young peeress. I 'm not soliciting. But, please, evince me your teeth. '' She made a grimace, exposing level-headed, if slightly grimy tooth. `` No alcoholic beverage ? No drugs ? ``

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

'' Do you stick at a shelter ? ``

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

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

'' Mrs Williams, I 'm a unity man and I will entertain how and whom I choose. If you do n't care to function for me, there are other flat to make clean in this urban center. '' She humphed and grumbled and gathered her supplies. Then she slapped a theme on his table.

'' That is the eyeshade for this week. And this will be my final exam week. Thank you. '' She left.

Good ejection he thought. He 'd find individual else. Maybe somebody better to bet at as they moved around the place. He was feeling needy again. Maybe time to call Bailey. Or, what was her friend 's name ? But he called Pearl Mae Bailey. He was in a mood. Mrs Williams had annoyed him. The vagrant girl nagged at him. Then there was the usual business sector concerns. He needed an electric receptacle. Fortunately Nathaniel Bailey was set up and willing to be that vent. He supposed he 'd have to aim her to the lake. Then maybe prompt on.

Pearl Mae Bailey showed up two hours later. She was dressed, as requested, like a slutty tramp. Ready to be used. Charles grabbed a handful of her hair, pulled her to him and kissed her hard on the mouth, using his former deal to roughly squeeze her tit. She moaned and looked at him.

'' Does my solid man take his slut tonight ? Are you going to use me ? Fuck me unspoilt with your big pecker. ``

'' Shut up squawk. Just do what you 're told. '' He drew her in again, cupped her pile and pushed into her with his finger's breadth. Her short doll prevented him from entering her. She was not wearing underwear. `` In the bedroom. '' He slapped her backbreaking on the ass as she turned. She shook her ass at him all the way down the hall. MMM, he was thinking how he was going to use her tonight. When they got in the sleeping accommodation he had her comic strip, then pushed her back on the bed. `` On your knees. ``

Charles was n't often this wired up. They 'd played rough before, and they 'd had sex in a miscellany 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 boat, first social class food and wine, and his big cock, would help make up for this evening. He wondered if she had doubts, if this was all worth it. She took her place, at least he was n't tying her up. He got up behind her. wham ! 'Oh prick'WHACK ! 'oh fuck'Her ass would be red. Charles looked at the helping hand mark on her right ass brass. Maybe she needed one on the left. WHACK ! Damn, her ass was red. He grabbed her ass cheeks with both hands.

'' OW FUCK, Tchad. ``

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

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

'' OOOOOOOOHHHH ! '' Whack !

He withdrew from her pussy and pushed his stopcock against her ass, pushing the head rightfulness in. Then he stopped.

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

'' Oooooh shtup. '' He was in, but he had a means to go. She bent her head and waited for Chad to fill her ass. And here it came, in, in, deeper, his men on her sore ass buttock. more pain from his hands than from his encroachment. Her ass stretching. Then he was all the way in. A moment, then out, out until only an inch or two remained, then dig. All the way. And now it was on. He fucked her ass, and fucked her ass. Grunting with his effort. A few ignite smacking on her ass as he took her deep. Finally he came into her. He pulled out.

'' Get a wash fabric. clean house me honorable because it 's going back in your mouth. '' She cleaned him, then sucked his cock. Then he fucked her, driving her sore ass into the bed with each thrust. When he at last came again he was fill. He looked over at Nathaniel Bailey. Young, attractive. Too experienced to be sweet.

'' Should I draw you clean ? '' Now he felt a little bad. She 'd had her uses 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, well-defined the weekend of the 15th. We 'll relax, experience fun. Sunbathe on the boat. I know some secluded blot. ``

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

'' Yes. Get a new swim cause. And something cute for dinner. state them to charge my account. ``

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

'' Maybe some lotion too. '' She smiled. Ah she was going to be a punk one to leave. Nathan Bailey stayed for awhile. He listened to her go on about her friends and work. It mostly bored him, but Charles figured he owed her some of his free metre for putting up with his aggressiveness earlier. Finally she left and he relaxed. It was tranquilize. He had been able to release some of his bother with the world, taking it out on Bailey 's ass. At least he had n't taken out the whip and string.

The succeeding morning it was cooler. As he waited for his car he saw the Young lady begging for alteration. He walked down and asked why she was out here in shorts and a promiscuous shirt. He 'd given her John Cash just the other day.

'' Yes, you were generous, but money does n't last forever and I try to save some for harder days. I did stimulate a full phase of the moon repast. I 'm grateful to you for that. '' As his car pulled up Charles thought a moment.

'' volition you come with me ? ``

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

'' Nothing like that. I 'd like to..to help you. I want to ask a few doubtfulness. ``

'' Can I work my few affair ? ``

'' Yes. yes, we 'll put them in the luggage compartment of my car. I 'm on my way to function downtown. Ben will labour and we can verbalise. '' She caught her breath. `` Is something wrong ? No one will harm you. ``

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

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

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

'' Yes I know. '' Charles had his device driver open the trunk then gave him instructions to holler his personal helper at the office with a list of tasks. Ben looked uncertainly at the woman. He was thinking his boss could probably recover someone a little cleanser if he needed some legal action. Charles the Great waited until the woman was in the car, then went around and got in the other side. The woman looked at the Department of the Interior of the luxuriousness sedan, then at Charles.

'' My name is Jacques Alexandre Cesar Charles. What is your gens ? ``

'' Amy. ``

'' Amy. Good. Now I want to ask you a few interrogative sentence. '' She stared at him with her deep blue-blooded heart. 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 stick around on his English for now. Through dickhead she tried to explain. Thrown out of her theatre. scurrilous father. Teen pregnancy. Child 's begetter left. Could n't finish college. Could n't get a job. No house, no credit, no job, no hope.

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

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

'' So you can do what ? ``

'' Find my baby. They made me give him up. If it was n't for my aspiration, I probably would have got been selling myself. But I want to be a proper female parent someday. ``

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

The driver lowered the separation dialog box. `` Ms. genus Penelope says everything will be cook. ``

'' Thank you Ben. ``

'' Amy, when we get to my authority, I 'd like you to go with my help Penelope. You may scream her penny. She will see that you have a hot cascade, new dress and a good meal. ``

'' Why are you doing this ? ``

'' If I said you reminded me of someone, can we leave it at that ? '' She sniffed away teardrop and nodded her header. They met Penny who looked over Charles'new, well she did n't get it on what. Penny was nothing if not first-rate efficient. Charles never thought about bedding her, though his business associates often assumed he must be sampling such a tasty looking woman. But she was much more valuable to him as his assistant and they remained entirely professional. To the point where she was one of the few people who could call him out on some of his actions. She took him aside.

'' Really Prince 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 womanhood. 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 shelters. And rule out how old she is. ``

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

Later that afternoon cent buzzed Charles in his office and asked if he had a few second. He told her to fall right in. She entered with a striking immature woman behind her.

'' Amy Henderson, C. Charles IX Fenwick. '' Amy looked around at the modern office. No old wood paneling and sorry great death chair. Charles'office had boastfully windows ; it was unclouded, visionary, glass and alloy. Charles Stuart showed the cleaning woman to chairs across from his desk.

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

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

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

Penny spoke up. `` Amy is 24. She has a high school shoal sheepskin and has actually attended some college line. She has no stream even source of income. Doctor of the Church Dowling says she has no apparent medical checkup issues, pending bloodwork, no sign of drug use, nor sexual revilement. Somewhat malnourished, but now clean and intelligent. What next boss ? ``

'' I have an musical theme. Amy, can I commit you ? ``

'' Yes. I do n't slip or cheat on. wellspring, maybe some days when I 'm hungry I may strike a piece of yield from that stand on 57th. ``

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

'' I 'm an honest somebody, sir. I have my banner, despite how I 've fallen. '' Charles the Bald looked over at Penny. penny rocked her head, unsure of where this was going.

'' Ok, a proposition. '' Amy stiffened. `` No, your virtue is safe, though your auricle may hear things. '' centime rolled her eyes. `` My housekeeper quit on me this workweek. I have n't found a substitution. Could you take care of my apartment ? Maybe run some local errands for me ? I have a unornamented room where you can live. I pay well. '' centime looked on surprised.

'' Charles II, what about ? ``

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

Amy, `` Other share ? ``

'' Some eve, I may entertain friend. Women. We will do as men and char do. You may take heed 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. Williams. ``

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

'' Just cleanup and errands. I have soul who cooks. You 'll be looking to go on a dieting in no metre. ``

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

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

'' I suppose my solution is yes. ``

'' Perfect. cent, you have the rest of the afternoon off to choose Amy shopping for dress and anything else you feel she needs. I 'd appreciate it if you 'd accompany us back to my flat after study so we can get Amy settled. ``

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

'' OH, I almost forgot. My things in the car. I, speculation I do n't necessitate the wearing apparel, but there 's a small-scale bag with personal items. Can I get them ? ``

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

C. Charles the Great Fenwick sat back in his chair, his handwriting behind his head. Just what was he doing ? A tear caught the incline of his olfactory organ, ran down to his lip. Was he getting soft ? No. It was something Thomas 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 meter she was clean, comfortably dressed and had hopes. And fears. She was taking a fortune. She 'd be living in an apartment with a single man. A very potent, rich man. If this was all some ruse to use and abuse her, who would conceive the tramp when she was found back on the street. The money spent on her so far was a pittance to Charles. But it was time to bring a prospect. If mop up came to worst she 'd let him have his way and motion on. Lesson learned. She looked over at him. Serious, restrained, seldom smiling.

They arrived at his flat building. Amy took preeminence that he used a key and pressed the P story at the top. They were quickly whisked to the top of the edifice. The lift opened into a little lobby with only one threshold useable to them. Charles opened the doorway and allowed Amy and penny to embark. Amy looked around at luxury she could only imagine. To holler it an flat was the understatement of the year. heights roof, astray clear Windows looking out over exchange park, all light colors, shiny, new, modern.

'' Welcome to my house Amy. I hope you will be easy here. Let me show you around. '' They walked into the populate sphere, comfortable piece of furniture, a Brobdingnagian TV on the paries, a bar, and room to entertain. The shiny Bodoni kitchen, with all the contraption Charles'chef needed to get up meals when requested. `` The kitchen is yours to use. I 'll coordinate with you if Henri has put aside anything for a special occasion. Otherwise feel free to make yourself anything. You will not be required to cook for me. Keeping all of this spotless will be piece of work enough. '' They walked past the dining elbow room, hall bathroom, then stopped at a large chamber. A king size bed and single chest of drawers were the solitary furniture. `` This is, well to be Frank, where I entertain adult female friends. They rarely stay over, so you can check this room in the morning to see if the sheets need cleaning and anything needs to be put away. They would go in that dresser. ``

'' The whips and Chain '', Penny added. Amy 's optic opened across-the-board. A script came to her face.

Charles, `` Yes, or dildos, paddles, strap-ons, all manner of sex toy dog. Some girls like to be spanked, so you may take heed battle cry. No one is actually injured. But you may obtain some detail that need to go back in the chest. Will that be a job ? ``

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

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

'' Yes sir. ``

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

'' Yes, of course. ``

'' trade good, now let 's go back through the bread and butter room. '' On the far side of the aliveness elbow room was one more than room. It was n't as large as the other rooms, but it was spacious enough and had the same outstanding view as the animation room. `` This is your room. You may adorn or order things to delight yourself. I will never put down without your license. You have a private lavatory through that door. Is that agreeable ? ``

'' Yes. It 's so squeamish. And the vista. ``

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

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

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

'' wellspring, I would like to get a laptop or computing device of some sort. I would spend my free clock time taking college courses. I still have some dreams and things I must do. ``

'' Of track ! cent, billet that. We 'll get you set up in no time. Perhaps a desk in here to form at ? '' Charlemagne almost seemed to smile. His own perceptions and any substantiation that they were correct proud of him. `` I knew there was something to you, yes I always support a person bettering themselves. The WiFi here is excellent. But do n't expend all day every day inside. Now you can walk the city with confidence. Shop, visit museums, take in the land site. I 'll give you a key. seminal fluid and go as you please. ``

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

Charlemagne proposed a toast to his newest employee. Amy sipped at a vintage she could hold never tasted before. `` Drink up Amy. A little wine in moderation is no problem. As long as you 're not emptying my feeding bottle during the day. ``

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

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

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

'' Other than that a cute youthful ma'am will be living in your flat ? It will be a temptation. sure today she 's still that bedraggled womanhood you found in the street. But I was with her clothes shopping. She 's ... .got potential. Do n't get musical theme. Aside from that, no, I think she 'll shape hard. I think she wants to please you and if one of her starting time persuasion is Education that 's a good sign. Let her catch one's breath 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 shuffling good determination. ``

'' Good idea centime. Very serious. I 'm happy that you 're on board. Now I have a listing of items here. Please contact King James tomorrow and have him do some inquiry. '' James I Emil Hermann Fischer was Charles'lawyer. He also did any dig Charles Stuart needed. Whether dirt on contender or information required for the business.

'' Certainly. '' centime left and Charles was alone with Amy. Not exactly with her, but in the Lapp family. He went down to his suite to shower down and then log Z's. Amy sat on her new bed, in new pyjama, staring out at the park. She lay back and had her best nighttime 's sleep in ages.

The oeuvre was not hard at all. Sure there was a lot of article of furniture and kitchen appliances that showed every fingermark, but Amy found that she could get through the unharmed seat in a couple of hr. Two days after she moved in a tech somebody from Charles'office showed up and set up her new laptop computer. They 'd also post over a desk and a printer. She spent the afternoon getting reacquainted with the world. There was a lot more out there than what she 'd gleaned from discarded newsprint. cent called to set-up a coming together and to offer what she had discussed with Charles. Amy was more than glad to make a successful woman to maneuver her. She 'd assay her advice on where best to accept online courses.

Charles was in his office when James 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,

'' Anything else ? ``

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

'' Good. ``

Saint James the Apostle left and Jacques Charles was satisfied for the here and now. Now he needed former gratification. He called Bailey. Amy was cleaning up after dinner party when the buzzer alerted them to a visitor. Charles the Great looked at Amy.

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

'' Yes, Charles. ``

Charles opened the door to Bailey. She was dressed in a more reserved shirt and jeans. It seemed Charles was looking for a more slow down even. She looked over his berm and saw the immature woman, dressed not all that differently to her.

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

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

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

'' No Bailey, Amy works for me, but zippo like that. Stop being so needy. ``

Amy had her door closed, but she could n't facilitate but pick up them. Apparently Bailey could n't await to get down the hall to show up her dedication to Charles II. Certain affair came through the door.

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

Charles knew what this was about. Nathan Bailey needed Amy to take heed. To know that she was Prince Charles'lady friend. To set limits.

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

Amy tried blocking it out. She went into her bathroom to shift. When she 'd removed her clothes she looked at herself in the mirror. The female child had said she had a gracious ass. She turned, maybe. She certainly did n't have the big titty Jacques Alexandre Cesar Charles'daughter was showing off with her sozzled shirt. Amy 's had plumped up a bit during gestation, but a couple years of set diet had her back to her original size. She looked at them, smallish, upturned, dark mamilla. She was still mostly skin and os, but she 'd be able to fill out a little with a dependable diet. There was so very much food for her to pick out from. And full level-headed dinners cooked by an expert. From the early elbow room came new sounds, Amy knew what was going on. She returned to her bedchamber, set across her bed, naked. She could learn the sound of sex through the door.

'' Oh fuck Lake Chad, oh piece of tail, yes. pass me that shaft, so big, have sex me hard. ``

And groans, and grunt and to a greater extent cursing. Amy felt a wetness between her leg. She had n't had time, or desire to think about sex while on the streets. She 'd spent to a greater extent time avoiding advances. Now she could pick up Prince Charles and his young woman Pearl Mae Bailey shag in the living elbow room. bailey making sure enough she let Amy have it away she was receiving what she wanted and was entitled to. Jacques Charles was hers and Amy improve get no idea. Amy placed her hand on her cumulus, found her clit, rub her finger along her cunt spreading her wetness, her rosehip raising to run across her handwriting. She circled her clitoris, reminding herself of long lost feelings, letting go groan of her own.

Tchad did give Bailey what was hers, his 7 inches, and nothing more. He grunted as he plowed her pussy. Let her moan and carry on. He 'd fulfill her soon enough. Let her cease her show.

Amy circled, slid her fingerbreadth down, found her wet opening. She teased herself, cried out as she was reminded of yesteryear pleasures.

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

Amy felt it building inside. Now she pressed her hand onto her clit rubbing directly on it. Faster, feeling a wave coming, she arched her back, her toes curled, then it hit her. For the number 1 time in years, ohh so sound. `` OOOOOOOOOOOhhhhhhhhhh '' Then she relaxed, breathing deeply. She fell asleep. Satisfied.

Charles was finally there. He released his cum into Nathaniel Bailey. When he 'd done he pulled out. `` Let 's go into the bedroom. '' Bailey stood up. Before she covered herself she let some of their combined fluids drip on the flooring. Let the little bitch have something to clean. In the bedroom, Pearl Bailey fucked and sucked Chad until he was done. She made sure the bed tack would postulate a soundly cleaning.

The following daybreak Amy waited until Charles left for piece of work. She thought it might be unenviable to see him, or to start out cleaning up after his sex while he was there. First she got down and cleaned the floor of what she supposed was his semen. The girlfriend had mentioned his 'big stopcock'multiple fourth dimension. Why was she thinking about this ? Amy HAD still had a bit of a tingle between her leg this morning. She resisted pleasuring herself as Charles would likely see her. Maybe this afternoon after cleaning she 'd treat herself. That changed when she got to the fun room. As expected the piece of paper needed to be changed. Out of rarity she looked in the drawers. There were all manner of sex toys, some of which she could only opine their uses. However, one physical object she knew how to use. A with child blackamoor dildo, flexible, deep and foresightful. Amy thought for only a import before lying back on the bed, spreading her legs all-inclusive and beginning to rub the tip of the rubbery cock over her pussy. She was soon wet and able-bodied to insert the tip. Oh shit, it had been so long. dorsum in high school she had fucked a few guys, some were good, some not so good. She 'd never had one this size and she wondered how close it was to Charles''huge cock'. The view of a real cock so big, throbbing between her legs caused Amy to go more wet, to tolerate the dildo to stretch her and go further than her digit reached. She found a good depth and began fucking herself with the dildo while circling her clitoris with her fingerbreadth. She was soon moaning in delight and happy she had the sign of the zodiac to herself. When she was almost there she pushed the dildo in promote and vigorously rub her clit setting off a brawny coming that sent a jolt to her cunt. Amy came down and loosen a bit before cleaning up after herself. By the time Charles came home the apartment looked dear as new.

Charles looked around. Satisfied, he paused a bit, then, `` Apologies for last night. Bailey seemed to palpate the need to announce herself. We 'll try to prevent our body process down the antechamber. ``

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

He gave a blind drunk lipped smile. `` You 're no Mrs. Williams. '' Amy bowed her capitulum at his fiddling joke.

Amy soon took time in the good afternoon to encounter with centime at a deep brown store down near the office staff. Penny turned over an gasbag and another larger folder.

'' Your beginning pay stub. In the pamphlet you will find selective information on your new savings bank account, a debit entry placard and some forms to sign. We took the liberty of depositing your pay to spread the account. Your future payments will be direct deposited every early week. ``

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

'' Honestly. Yes it is. But Charles IX is absurdly wealthy, has no family and pays well for study well done. I make far Sir 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 line she had looked up C. Charles I Fenwick.

'' You 're no fool. Of course you researched. I 'd expect nothing less. Come back to the authority with me. We 'll go over the newspaper, let you signal some money box papers and throw sure enough you can use the bank app. Oh, you do n't have a phone do you ? ``

'' No. ``

'' OK, we 'll take fear of that. Charles may need to adjoin you when he 's not home to pick up something for him at a memory board. Or some former errand. I 'm forever getting call. ``

'' Oh, you may need to usher me how the Modern phones study. ``

'' Sure, we 'll add that to our matter to do. Also, have you given more thought to schoolhouse ? You can give to signup now. ``

They went back to the office and worked on several things. Amy was well-chosen to be getting her life in club. She 'd be able to save money too.

The following weekend was the 15th. Pearl Mae Bailey showed up with her bags, far more than she 'd need for three nighttime, given that she 'd be naked half the time. On his boat at the lake firm Charles allowed sun bathing, even nude in sequester pip, during the twenty-four hours, but expected everyone to dress appropriately for dinner and evening events. They would go out onto the lake in the morning time and not return to the house until previous eve. There was room for multitude to take up a nap, or other activities, then alteration for semi-formal dinner. Being there as Chad 's missy made Bailey glow. Watching the thinly untried charwoman prancing around his apartment in t-shirt and shorts `` cleaning '' did not make her happy. She knew Tchad must be fucking her.

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

Charles did like getting away for a few days. He worked a lot, but unlike some he did revel a piddling leisure time. Pearl Mae Bailey was a all right companion. She liked dressing up, but she also did n't mind being nude in presence of the great unwashed. So daylight she could be found at the bow of the boat sunning herself, unconcerned about the prying heart of other guests. Jacques Alexandre Cesar Charles usually invited a couple of business associates virtually of them a bit older who managed to point up with mortal decidedly younger who was NOT their wife. His only principle was, no one illegal. He was n't getting himself caught in that variety of malicious gossip. If individual got caught by his married woman with a 20 something gold digger, well that was n't his problem. At the bit the three young ladies were splashing in the body of water, their miserly young bodies on display. The men enjoyed the view, a upright malt whisky and a better cigar.

Pearl Bailey dressed for dinner in a slinky little Shirley Temple dress that would be so easy to luxate off later. There was stack of her bounteous boobs on display. She had challenger as everyone seemed to revel a well endowed companion. Bailey looked them over. At least hers were existent. Henri had prepared a pleasant-tasting meal, his help serving to the guests with the set aside wine from Charlemagne'personal wine cellar. After dinner and lounging under the sensation the boat returned to dock. To send for this a lake sign of the zodiac was absurd. While it kept the woods and rustic illusion, it was all luxury. Wine flowed into the Nox before the guests began making their way to their own retinue. When Charles and Bailey got to their way she made to slide her wearing apparel off.

'' Leave it on. You look hot, '' He pulled her to him. Kissed her on the neck, then on the exposed swell of her breast, his hands clutching at her ass through the wearing apparel. Sliding his men down, then up underneath he pulled down her tiny thong and waited for her to step out of it. Lifting her he carried Bailey to the bed and set her down on the edge. Charles unfastened his knickers and freed his throbbing cock. With his pants pooled around his groundwork he leaned into Bailey and impaled her with his firm prick. While feeding it into her over and over his manus roamed the satiny material of her dress, feeling her young consistence rocking and undulating under him. He squeezed her large teat and pinched her nipples, rocking the bed as he pushed his cock deep. Bailey reacted, humping her pelvis up to further him, to allow for him to reach her deepest parts.

'' Oh fuck Chad. Fuck me, fill my cunt. I 'm your shtup cocotte. screw me. Use my twat. OH, OH. YES. You 're the intimately. I 'm your squawk whore. I live for your tool. I need your cum. Fill my pussy. ``

filling her he did. He 'd build up a good bit watching the girls all day, then teasing him in this wearing apparel all dark. She locked her legs around him as he deposited a large lading in the far reaches of her vagina. Her cunt as she was calling it. Dirty talk of the town was adept. She WAS a serious piece of ass. And tonight a dainty for her. She could log Z's with him. He expected she 'd lactate his firmly stopcock in the morning. It was worth it. Now he let her remove the dress, then clean up. Then she could get that sexy body up against him for the night.

Knowing they would be home Tuesday Amy spent all day Monday going over everything twice. When she 'd finished, she happened to notice the closed door at the end of the hall. Surely that room needed cleanup too. But he said it was private. Amy walked to the door. If it 's locked then she 'd go back inside. She turned the door knob. It opened. OK, she 'd take aim a facial expression. If there was anything valuable sitting around she 'd close down the threshold and leave. There was nothing obvious. A mogul size bed. Standard furniture. Maybe even a short old-fashioned compared to the rest of the flat. Curious about the spareness of the room Amy carefully walked around the furniture. She dared not candid anything and even now felt she was betraying a trust. Then she noticed the lone point in the room. A photo on the nightstand. Curiosity got the practiced of her and she picked it up. When she looked at it, she staggered back, hit her branch on the bed and dropped the soma. The drinking glass shattered sending shards across the Sir Henry Wood floor.

'' oh piece of tail oh piece of ass oh fuck. '' Trembling she picked up the frame. It was a photo of a young woman and she supposed, her son. But it was when she had looked at the cleaning woman that Amy became vertiginous. The young charwoman had the bass blue eyes. The look was different, but it was like staring into her own eyes in a mirror. She managed to grade the systema skeletale back on the nightstand. Then spent the next hr ensuring that she 'd found and cleaned up every single speck of glass. But what had she done ? Would he raise her ? recoil her back out onto the street ? She did n't know what to do. So she called centime to explain what had happened. Penny suggested they meet immediately. That evening.

'' Amy, I ca n't stress how serious this is. Charles expects and demands that people follow instructions. Right or wrong he feels that he knows what 's sound for him and his line of work. individual going off path threatens him. I ca n't honestly say that this wo n't be undercoat for judgement of dismissal. It 's that serious. You 've betrayed his confidence. There 's no majuscule sin when it comes to Charles Stuart. ``

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

'' Do n't think tears and pity will move him. He 's got no clip for people playing games. What I suggest is that you immediately confess. Admit your wrong doing, and place yourself at his mercy. But low gear, let me evidence you a few affair. ``

cent explained about Charles the Bald'in the first place life. His married woman Beth and son Charlie from the photo. Charles was a different man then. Sure he was successful, but he was a devote father and hubby. He always made clip 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 blind curve. He was beyond devastated and only survived by diving 24/7 into his job. He had no clip for anyone else. It 's been ten yr. `` I started with the company seven years ago. What you see now is ten class of chipping at the hard scale that had formed on him. You notice that there are no photos around the former rooms. None in his office. Just that one by his bed. ``

Around noon on Tues the threshold to the apartment opened. Charles and Nathan Bailey came in. Amy was sitting on the couch her heart red again, crushing a table napkin in her hand.

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

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

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

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

'' What did I do ? I never went in there. The stupid HOUSEKEEPER ca n't follow formula. ``

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

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

'' Look at me. '' She looked. Then shifted her eyeball away. Her lips trembled.

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

'' count me in the eyes. '' She did. With every effort she held his gaze.

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

'' I imagine now you know why I helped you ? '' She shook her school principal up and down. `` You have her eyes. I 've never seen those optic before or since. When you look at me it 's like she 's here again for a bit. I 'll get a new shape. You may add cleaning my bedroom to your job. He held her question between his handwriting. And.. ''

'' And ? ``

'' This is a foolish man talking. No obligation. Never ever is the allow answer. You owe me nothing because you 've already given me so much. But IF, you ever want to join me in there, I will forego every other cleaning woman. Absolutely No duty. And I say that before I show you this. ``

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

'' Jesse James has been doing research. I suppose it was the same you 've been attempting. But he has, uh, more asset to use. We 've found your son. He 's in a further home on Long Island. I 've had my people contact mixer services. It could take time. They need to check your office, but I can bring certain air pressure to the shell. ``

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

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

'' Yes. Yes. His Father-God is Rotello. A useless bastard. boozing, drugs. liar. But yes, Benji 's father. ``

My hoi polloi have done some research. He seems to be with a competent crime syndicate. Well treated. But you are now gainfully employed by one of the more successful men in this city. Penny and I can vouch for your change in position. We have Dr. study to show you 're not an junky. Almost certain your son will be returned to you.

'' Oh my god. '' Without thinking Amy hugged Charles. Harder than she 'd ever hug a mortal. He was caught off precaution, 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 regard. 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 moment. But you meant no scathe. But really, you do involve to larn the divergence between prompting and purchase order. I 'll bear Penny talk over this with you. ``

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

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

Amy had her fixture Wednesday afternoon merging with Penny. She enjoyed dressing in a business appropriate outfit and confluence at the federal agency. They worked on cleaning up any fix in Amy 's history, looking for anything that could come up when the went before a judge. But she had no record. Had been successful in school when she had a chance. Had now enrolled in online row towards a academic degree. She was the perfect example of a good person who had had everything turn against her for awhile.

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

'' testament Charles IX be there with me ? ``

'' No, we 've agreed that it would be adept to own a woman, me, accompany you. We want to avoid even the appearance that you 're a keep womanhood, to use an old formula. ``

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

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

'' He was very see. Kind even. So unusual that a chance happenstance should construct such a difference of opinion. ``

'' He 's fond of you. And woman to char, maybe a little more. And I 've seen photo of his married woman. He keeps some in his desk and insists that his nigh associate degree see them to infer him. You do n't really look like her, but he sees something. ``

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

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

'' No, when he looked at me. low on the street, then yesterday. Yesterday, when he should have 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 coming together was strenuous. Although she was well dressed and clean, to sit there and mind to your life being laid out. All your dirty washables. Your unsuccessful person as a mother to provide. Your unsuccessful person to mate with a utilitarian man. Your loser to keep abreast basic sexual caution. Her representative, an attorney assigned by Charles Stuart pointed out that her sins were simply the fault of a seventeen twelvemonth old little girl, who then did n't have the support organisation to help her. kind of than abandoning her nestling she had tried, and admittedly failed, to provide. Now a fortunate chain of events has put her in office to be the loving female parent she 's always wanted to be. The policeman asked what self-confidence there was that after having her nipper returned Amy would n't detect herself without work and again on the street.

Penny spoke up. `` If I may. We are make to offer Amy Henderson a five yr contract bridge to assure continued employment. Furthermore, on completion of her college degree there is a standing offer for utilisation at our incarnate office. Even if she were to leave behind for some intellect she would be able-bodied to support her son. ``

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

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

'' I understand your question. Let me state, on my goodness name, that even when living on the street, being offered $ 50 for a meal, she stated in no uncertain terminal figure that she would not sell herself. There is no pound pro quo. C. Jacques Alexandre Cesar Charles Fenwick makes these crack with no outlook of any favors, sexual or otherwise. Amy Henderson is free to allow her warmness to decide what she does with her future tense. ``

Amy opened her oral cavity and looked at cent. Then covered her blushing face.

The DSS officers retired to another room to discuss the lawsuit. When they returned they informed Amy that they were satisfy and would recommend return of benjamin Henderson to his mother. Amy broke down in tears and expressed her gratitude. There were still more stairs, but Penny had told Amy that this was actually very much a myopic cut. No doubt from Charles the Bald'influence.

Over the next few calendar week Amy fretted, concerned that something could go legal injury. But other things had changed. She noticed, without anything being said, that Charles had n't had any women over. Apparently Bailey was in his past times. She lay in her bed. Wondering. Wondering if she was making a fool of herself. Wondering if she had the necessary experience. Wondering what it would be like. She assured herself that she was n't selling herself. She was n't giving her body to get her son back. She was n't reneging on self promises to regain her self obedience. But she 'd been favorable. A eddy of fate and in a virtual instant her hazard had changed. She got up from her bed wearing just a promiscuous nightdress. Hesitantly she walked down the hall, paused and with a mysterious breath knocked lightly.

'' Yes ? ``

'' May I come in ? ``

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

'' Charles.. '', she looked down. The second of truth, `` will you have me ? '' Charles smiled. Not a grin of victory, but of happiness.

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

'' And no other women ? ``

'' We 'll change the other elbow room into a play room. biz, a syndicate table, whatever Benji likes. ``

'' And Benji ? ``

'' He 'll cause your flow room. And the finest education. All the opportunities that were taken from you. ``

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

'' Love me. I have n't been loved in ten years. You 've cracked the casing. Release me. '' Amy slid the straps off of her shoulders. She let the gown slickness from her. She stood nude statue in forepart of a man for the first off time in years. In many agency the commencement real man. Charles looked at Amy. Still mostly struggle and castanets. She 'd added a few pound but needed Sir Thomas More to suit her material body. He 'd had enough of the voluptuous girls in it for the fun and money. He could feature nearly any character young lady her cherished. But he wanted to be with the skinny Young fair sex who had endured so much. The one with the deep blue eyes that melted his gruelling exterior.

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

'' You 're the first-class honours degree woman to parcel this bed with me. We can just log Z's tonight if that works for you. ``

'' I 'd like that Charles. ``

'' You can shout me Republic of Chad now. '' Amy propped herself on her elbow and looked at him. Graying at the tabernacle, worry lines, that two daylight needing a trim look.

'' I like Jacques Alexandre Cesar Charles better, if that 's ok. ''

'' It 's perfect. Only my very adept friends know enough to visit me Charles Stuart. ``

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

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

'' Charlemagne ? ``

'' Yes ? ``

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

The following morning time she woke and took a moment to call up. She had slept, just slept, with Charles. There was still time. She had a few more minutes to think. He was asking her to share his living. And such a biography. And she could kick in that all to Benji. Charles River wanted 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 variety to her. But was she and her son a cheap replenishment for his family ? They could never replace his married woman and son. He 'd always wait in her eyes and see person else. It could be worse. And she would be able to make it up to Benji for his firstly 6 long time. She let her bridge player slide down across his stomach, through the curly fuzz, then she found his penis. The `` huge cock '' 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 life to me please ? ``

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

'' Ssh. I 'd like your near loving, caring, measured, slow cause. It 's been awhile. I 'm not on birth control. ``

'' I 've had myself taken care of in that way. I wo n't have any Sir Thomas More children. ``

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

'' informality your way back. Go tedious. You 'll stretch. '' Amy sat back. A long slow repose, `` 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. Charles could feel her, so mingy, stretch to suit his cinch. Damn she was tight. But he allowed her to resolve how much and how soon. All he wanted to do was front into her middle. This was n't like making honey to Beth. nix ever would. But the pleasant memories flooded him. sooner than making him sad, or regretful, he appreciated what this cleaning woman was giving him. If Amy could have it away him, he would open her everything. Not her body, which was exquisitely enough, but her sum. And coincidentally she was bringing along a unseasoned son. He would lavish experiences and anything Thomas Kid want these day on her boy. He could n't, did n't want to be his Dad. But he 'd be his best protagonist and support Amy raising him.

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

'' OK, now rock easy on me. Do whatever feel good to you. Just facial expression at me. '' Amy put her paw on his chest, rolling her hips let Charles I slue in and out of her. He felt so big. But then anyone might. Amy locked heart with Charles and slowly rode him. She felt so full. She felt wanted. Tears welled in his optic. He pulled Amy down to him, held her headspring against his bureau. By the clock time his balls tightened and he released himself into her he had tears on his cheeks. She looked at him, she 'd felt up his penis thicken and throb as he ejaculated. Amy kissed the weeping from his face. Then joined him in their first passionate kiss. They 'd shared a peculiar moment. There was a connection. This could work.

Amy moved into Charles'elbow room. They spent free clip redesigning the former two elbow room. Amy insisted that they re-frame his family photo and stay fresh 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 role promptly at 9. Amy paced nervously. Charles stayed in the background as Penny assured her everything would be alright. The font police officer asked them to come into the elbow room. There was a family unit waiting. A middle aged couple, a young man, two children. One of them a 6 year old boy.

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

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

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

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

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

'' mamma, do we give a home now ? ``

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

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

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

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

'' Christmas carol, no. ``

'' He said.. ''

'' Mr. Sanders, I meant what I said. Seeing those two together gives me immeasurable pleasance. It 's a foresighted story, but your kindness has been felt. ``

carol drum sander decided to go ahead. `` My erstwhile, Timothy, he 's over there. He 's our only natural nestling, we 've fostered various others over the years ; he 's graduated from college. And, well, the thriftiness and all, he ca n't find a job. Anything would avail build up a curriculum vitae. '' Charles pointed at Penny.

'' centime take down the young man 's info. Tell him where to report to HR on Monday. We have a new employee. ``

'' Of path Charles. '' She looked at Mrs drum sander. `` You 've just met the new C. Charles Fenwick. Or maybe the old one. '' centime looked over to where Amy was bouncing her son on her hip, Charles ruffling the boy 's whisker. Smiling.

C. Charles Fenwick was really smiling .