The Chauffeur ( # 27 ) Getting Back to Work

By : PABLO DIABLO

right of first publication 2019

CHAPTER 1

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

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

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

Logging into my employment email, there was another 350 email. I scanned through them. First one that I stopped on was from the trucking party manger. He was asking for another club of tyre. He said that he now has a waiting tilt since we have priced them down so far that many mugwump truck driver have begun to ask to be put on a list and to let them know when more tire will be in-stock.

I sat back in my chair. Maybe we stumbled onto something. I sent a follow-up e-mail to that managing director telling him that I would monastic order another muckle of the greatly increased order from BF Goodrich. I also asked if we should be expanding the tyre distribution to other shopping mall since we have a standing waiting list. I followed up that electronic mail with another one to the BF Goodrich tyre guy. However, this fourth dimension I sent him an additional list of 15 extra locations that I want tires sent. I also inquired about the retread plant in Texas.

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

In my e-mail rested one from FedEx. They referred to several packages from a R. Jaxson that will be delivered to our house today or tomorrow.

Further scanning brought me to one from the chef at Melanie's dwelling house. He asked if he could ask what the job might be that I referred to, what would be the hours, would it be wax time as he didn't think that his Service with Melanie would be needed much longer. He also attached a resume for me to look at to verify his qualifications and education. I made note to chat with Melanie about this guy.

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

A one digit began playing with my ear all the while the mouth kept kissing the book binding of my neck with an occasional tongue lick.

Then, a soft susurration in my ear as one earbud was removed,"Daddy is it ?"

Before I turned around, I closed my laptop computer mentation that I had done sufficiency work for now.

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

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

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

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

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

I take her by the hand and lead her to our bedroom. When I open the door, we see John the Divine and Marcus having their way with Jill. She is the middle of a spit-roast. Melanie rosiness and endeavor to wrench around and walk away. I put my arm around her waistline and pull her into the bedroom.

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

"Jill, dearest, Melanie would care to assume your place. Care to switch ?"I say loudly.

Jill responds by waving Melanie over to the bed. I push Mel towards the threesome. Jill stops sucking Marcus'tool and unplug herself from whoremonger's monolithic creature. She pulls Melanie onto the bed.

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

John leans his face down and puts it between Melanie's stage as Marcus positions her to be on all four. Greedily, she begins to lick and suck Marcus'still heavily rooster. It is twitching with excitement.

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

I whisper in her ear as I hear her slurp on Marcus,"Do you have any idea how aphrodisiacal you look with a hard-young cock in your oral fissure and privy getting you wet enough for his sawbuck cock to intrude on your wonderful pussy ?"

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

I see John reverse his dick up and slip it into Melanie, whose eyes just roll to the back of her head. St. John began slowly and gently fucking her. He put his custody on her pelvic arch to control her movements. As time wore on, he began to increase his rhythm.

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

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

Jill directs me to get up on the bed where Marcus was moments ago. She decided that she wants some tending from both me and Melanie. She strokes my turncock making sure it is hard. She points to my cock and gently push button Melanie's head towards my humanity.

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

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

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

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

Feeling St. John's cock erupting into Melanie, made her lose place licking Jill for just a match of moments. Jill giggled and said to me,"hypothesis john had to act off all that food somehow,"I laughed.

After John was finished cumming into Melanie, he did something that I didn't expect him to do. He came around to Melanie, thanked her, and leaned down to osculate her. After they broke from the osculation, lav took a couplet of biff on Jill's twat and even jokingly poked her protruded clitoris. Jill moaned a thank you. John the Divine kissed Jill and turned to leave behind the room.

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

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

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

Jill said to me,"John really is beginning to take in on your qualities. He's basically a mini you. He's now fucking with a bit of a flair not just slamming that Brobdingnagian cock into soul,"Jill says in a low tone as Melanie has gone back to lacing and sucking on Jill as my hammer is still buried into Jill's anal cavity.

I can feel Jill's body apply her away as small orgasms are rolling through her.

"Jill my love, Melanie asked to act with you. I think over the next bit you and her need to do things together, shop, fuck, more shopping, and lots more fucking,"I say smiling as I feel her wiggle her ass sideways from Melanie's tongue.

Melanie's trunk also begins to spasm. I see her eyes roll back in her skull and her oral assault on Jill slow down dramatically. Jill reaches out and pulls her face into her pussy further. Melanie tries to stick her tongue into Jill like a spear, but alas, she was cumming too hard to cause that work.

Watching Melanie and feel Jill ride my pecker made me feel that wonderful twinge of the inevitable.

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

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

Melanie stops licking and bankroll onto her back exhausted and almost breathless. I untangle myself from Jill's ass as my prick begins to deflate. I get up from the bed and head into the bathroom to clean myself up.

While I was in there, I heard conversation between Jill and Melanie. Couldn't quite listen the words, but I heard the voices clear enough.

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

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

After several arcminute of Jill laying waste to Melanie's kitty-cat, Mel begged for Jill to stop, she didn't recall she had any more pull up stakes to give. Jill moved up and kissed her face before wrapping her arms around Mel. They both were satisfied. They stayed tangled up and slowly tried to defend off the demon known as sleep.

I smiled and stepped back into the bathroom to toss my towel into the hamper. My laptop was calling, in my head at least.

As I moved through the hall, I realized how old-hat I was. I turned around and headed back to my sleeping room. Once inside, I shed my boxers, kissed both Jill and Melanie and climbed into our sleep bed. It didn't take long for eternal rest to overcome me.

CHAPTER 2

When I woke it was Monday and I needed to get back to work. The weekend was different to say the least, a big party, followed by a stumble to Bob Jaxson's funeral, then back rest home delivery Melanie Jaxson with us. Jill was sleeping peacefully succeeding to me in bed. Melanie wasn't in the room any recollective. I quickly showered, put on some frock shorts and a flannel tee shirt and headed towards the kitchen.

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

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

So, I began the operation of scanning through looking for ones that were not read-only. First one that I found was from Roger. He explained what had happened at the Pinetree in New Orleans. Seems that a distich of fraternity guys were holding a party, put the placement on social media. The party grew exponentially and soon there were so many drunk college minor that one of them tried diving into the pond from the second-floor roof. He didn't make the jump successfully. To try and cover the screwup, various of them set flaming to the elbow room, thus causing an emptying of the full hotel.

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

After Roger's email, there was one from the BF Goodrich guy. He sent another widen tyre order, however he did some math and sent extra tires to the 15 new locations, at BF Goodrich's cost as a thank you for being such a respectable client. He also said that the initiatory 5 tractor trailers of old tyre had arrived at the retread positioning and will be made new and sent back.

I found myself going back to Melanie's chef email. I responded to him that I have a want to help various of our eating house location to organize and make the worker's lives much gentle. I asked him how much he made working for Melanie. I also told him that this locating would require him to journey via commercial airlines. I told him that I would possess a discussion with Melanie about him and sent the email.

The guy that Roger had selected to handle firearms training was confirming our class Tues at 10am at the local handgun grasp. He said that those who don't own a firearm, he would throw several with him. I thanked him and confirmed the date/time.

I saw an email from Jennifer's phone reminding me that I wanted her to check out other big function buildings. She had design for a visit to Atlanta mid-week, just a quick daily round trip. She was booked on Delta each way. However, she was asking if she should take Diane with her to take her away from her crazy mom, Nikki. I replied that if she felt it to be the right matter to do, then do it. However, be indisputable to fly first stratum, no need to fly jitney. Then a thought came to me, do we call for a travel agent on add-in as part of the HR group ? Outside of the two individual jets, there is a heavy quantity of traveling. Maybe having an experienced traveling federal agent might serve defray some monetary value and eliminate multiple stops.

To serve rid of some of the mass emails, I looked for ones that had the same lede and thus being replied ‘ to all ’. I figured out that I only needed to read the most recent one, thus giving me access code to all the comment and still getting the info being passed along.

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

I sent Jill an email asking for 500 shares of Jaxson Inc. stock for each of the CG boy. They defended the palace. I wanted to make sure enough they knew how often I appreciated their efforts.

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

In a barely audible whisper I heard,"dada, can I birth your baby too ?"I was sure at this full stop it was Jill having some fun with me. I turned around and was shocked to see, Melanie. She giggled at my shock. She explained that she knew that Jill and I were trying to believe our own kid and thought she would make Christ Within of it.

I stood up and put my arms around her, pulling her into me. I could palpate my cock beginning to rear. She obviously felt it as well, putting her hand down my shorts and taking hold of my now hard stopcock. She gently stroked it. For some reason, I just wanted to brush everything off the mesa and lay her down putting my cock into her. She undid my boxershorts and boxers letting the fall to the floor.

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

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

"Mel, you don't need to look sharp place, let's call this lieu your West seacoast dwelling,"I say to her trying to make her feel more at ease.

"Darling, I need to ask you about your chef at the Hampton home. Is he available ? I have a good full-time stance for him in the restaurant group, will he be available anytime soon ? And, if so, how much do you pay him ?"I ask as we are rocking back and onward making each other feeling wonderful.

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

"OH, MY GAWD, DAVID…. I'M CUUUUUMMMMMMIIINNNNNGGGG,"she said breathlessly. Her eye rolled to the back of her head. She put her head on my shoulder and began to just whir.

I just caressed her back while still thrusting myself into her womanly plica. I took a step forward pushing her up against one of the bar pot. She leaned backwards and put her arms straight out balancing herself against the bar. I kept my placate and rhythmic fucking. Her breathing rest shallow and the focal point of her eyes clearly was glazed over.

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

"Not usually, why do you ask ?"

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

"When it is necessity, I do show my face. However, I get more achieve if the employees don't see me coming. I want a truthful peek at exactly what our customers see. If I announce my arrival, then I get a fancied-up sojourn and do not get an actual appreciation of what our customer are usually experiencing. Look at the top 100 companies in the US more than 90 % of their senior management only want to visit the ‘ best'their company has to offer. I take a different approach shot ; how can I fix it if I don't know what's broken ? Does any of this brand sense ?"I say to her.

"Do you commemorate when you told Bob to fuck off and that you quit ? I told you that he threw his phone across the room and broke it into several objet d'art. Do you vaguely think of that ?"she asks.

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

"I never fixed that phone. I still have it. It means a lot to me. Until that earpiece call, I was sure that I was the entirely one who could elicit that type of anger out of Bob. He was used to steam-rolling people and getting his way all the clip. You told him off and before he could contend with you or scold you or even take you out to the woodshed for an attitude change, you set him on his dog by quitting and hanging up. That was the precise moment that I knew you were the unadulterated mortal to run the company. Bob couldn't make his way with you, yet he respected you because you took responsibility for your actions and your business concern decisions. Heck, the dark we met you, if you remember, our usual device driver Denise was in some sort of accident. You and Jill came and got us, you made the decisiveness not to charge us and Jill offered to contain and get me anything that I needed from Walgreen's."Melanie tells me.

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

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

"How are you doing Mom ?"Jill asks.

"MOM ? ?"I ask.

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

"Nope, none at all,"I say knowing there are prominent things to make an issuing about.

I kiss Jill.

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

"Sounds to me like you're overjealous or envious,"I reply to her smiling.

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

"Mom, do you block we were right there ? Yes, whoremonger can lie with. He wasn't always that way, he has been a willing student,"Jill explains as she reaches out and twists one of my nipples.

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

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

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

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

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

As I watched Mom reach out a blossom yet again, cent came around the turning point, wearing her copper colored collar. I smiled. This was the initiative time she has openly wore the collar since asking me to be her Master broad time.

"Come over here and introduce yourself to Mom,"I direct Penny.

Jill watches with amazement.

Looking down at the floor, penny moves over next to me and sheepishly says,"hello Mom. I'm Penny. This is my Master. I'm here to dish up,"she says in a submissive tone. She kneels next to me looking down at the floor.

"David ! You are a Dom as well as being Daddy ? That's so cool, we need to verbalise later,"Melanie says.

Jill is just smiling.

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

I withdraw my pecker from Melanie and turn my body towards Penny. She willingly opens her mouth and begins licking and sucking all of Melanie's cleaning woman juice off my stopcock and balls.

Jill puts her hand behind penny's head and pushes her face farther towards my pelvis causing her to gag a bit. She swallows firmly moving my putz into her throat. I thrust a duad of prison term before I feel that delicious twinge. Without any warning to my submissive I unload the contents of my lump into her paunch. Even though this tactile property wonderful, I look at Melanie's eyes get large. Is she amazed or excited about Penny ?

As I finish shooting my full load into cent, it dawns on me that Jill won't get fraught if I keep dumping all my loads into others without putting any in Jill.

Penny begins to drub and suck my cock to pick me up.

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

My mind went into overuse, Melanie my submissive ? Holy Fuck ! THAT would be wonderful, this high order cleaning lady of course of instruction being completely submissive to individual else. However, I felt that I needed to pick out an seize collar and think of a classy name for her. Princess came to heed, but I need to think some more on this.

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

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

"Did you get a hazard to meet with Fred ? He can rock your human beings as well,"Jill says to Melanie.

"cent, will you go around and rouse everyone. It's time to set forth getting prepare for a day of work,"I direct Penny.

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

Jill reaches into the fridge and pours me a glassful of my ananas succus. She kisses me and tells me she's going to exchange and head up to the berth to do some work. I let her sleep together that I made another order of tires and to delight defecate sure the former measure from BF Goodrich was paid. She said she would consume care of it and headed off towards our bedroom.

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

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

"No mystery. I love sex, it really charges me up. I drink my pineapple plant succus. I eat regularly and most of all, I don't set aside stress to take clutches of me all that often. You've met many of the wonderful mass that I call my play group. They help keep me balanced and not all wired up. Trust me, if whoremonger keeps playing with you, you'll understand what I'm talking about. Next to eating, sex is his main goal in life history,"I explain to Mel.

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

As others came into the kitchen, I asked Amy if she would struggle me a pair of ballock and make me a couple slicing of toast. She kissed me and began to pull out the necessary clobber to ready my request.

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

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

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

Amy reaches into the fridge again pulling out more food.

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

"Dakota let's take Melanie to the mortarboard. I want to see how the project ended up. I also want to see Sharon, make sure she is OK with our weekend playing period party. I think she really took to us quite well. Oh, and everyone, just so you all know, please start calling Melanie MOM. I think she really likes tactual sensation that she is part of our family. Jill and I owe her everything, if it wasn't for her and Bob, none of this would have been possible, so please hold doing what you've already been doing, just now, call her Mom,"I explain to everyone who is nodding their heads.

Dakota gets up off my lap and heads to get her phone to arrange for a limousine to ingest us to the Hawk.

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

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

"Amy, keep an eye out for some boxes being delivered by FedEx. textual matter me when they arrive,"I tell her.

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

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

CHAPTER 3

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

I said hello to the surety guard and the three of us tantalise up to the top floor. I felt Mom teasingly squeeze my ass until the elevator stopped to let some mass on. She just smiled at me. Dakota moved a bit closer to me, still have no idea what it is about Dakota that makes me thankful that she came into my life.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Well, Melanie thinks I should have an spot, at least, here to make as my ‘ home base ’. What do you cogitate ?"I ask.

"Um, I'm not sure that would be a good thought after this by weekend,"she says to me with a winking. I just smiling, trying hard not to take her by the hand in front man of everyone and scurry off to an vacuous office.

Dakota takes Mom's paw and walks her around the top floor so she could see the astonish view.

I leave my stuff at Sharon's desk and hustle off to fascinate up with Dakota and Mom. As we walk through the office, respective people stand and introduce themselves and excuse what they do for the society. I introduce both Dakota and Melanie. Each time I introduce Melanie the eyes get large in astonishment. Apparently, they had never had citizenry this high up in the company just casually walk around the floor.

By the time we had made a full circle, Sharon had set me up in one of the league suite that had a nice view of the city. I asked her to join us for an update on what was going on inside the edifice. I also had Dakota call the locksmith guy and get him over here at his convenience to jump the lock changing on unoccupied function in the unit building.

As she was making the birdsong, Sharon asked about the effect for the FBI agents and their kinsperson. Melanie interrupted and asked if she could help with that. I gave her the information and told her one matter that I wanted was for it to occur at the Chateau and for it to be family friendly, pool, BBQ and lots of music and fun. Sharon led Melanie back to her desk and set her up at a nearby desk to make calls.

I opened my laptop and asked Dakota to notice out where the entropy that the Kraft hoi polloi brought us. I wanted to see how the work played out. She went out to Sharon, got the information and led me to one floor down.

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

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

The next one was an Eagle, obviously for Evergreen State DC.

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

The fourth one had a impression of a bluing Jay for the Toronto building, our only international building.

And of course, that final one was the mortarboard, the building we were in.

I started with the hawk, opening box and looking through the files. All seemed to be in a Nice order with each box labeled sustenance, taxes, building program, and other assorted ways to betoken what each box held. I had Dakota make tone that I wanted all these boxes to be under lock and key in a duet of closets. I did want the most recent data file of taxation and any legal notices in a file cabinet by Sharon, for ease of access.

After the Hawk, we went back to the Blue Jay. This building intrigued me. It was our lone international construction, but more importantly, it was the marvellous building at 75 stories with an bond 12 grade parking garage. I made bank note about getting all these boxes to them, but I wanted to come up out whom might be Sharon's equal over there.

Dakota suggested that we find out this information for all the buildings. She also reminded me that I was going to denote the culmination of the MT auditing heart and soul. I smiled, thanking her as I had totally forgotten. I dialed up our HR and told them to wee-wee the announcement internally, but more importantly for anyone who wanted to remove to LA, we would offer assistance. I gave HR Mark Newberg's name and link phone, remembering that we had hired him, but I didn't hump where he was working from. HR said they would cut through him down.

After about three minute, Sharon came looking for us. She said that Fred was downstairs whenever we were ready. I invited Sharon to connect us for lunch. She willingly accepted.

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

"Sir, I believe that most of the boxes are ready. I expect that you will probably pass most of the day reviewing the boxwood, but your team worked hard getting all those boxes ready for you,"she explained.

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

"Um, if I'm allowed, I would care the Mercedes E class. I've never owned such a epicurean car in my entire life. I've always had the old true car that was held together with duct magnetic tape and Elmer's glue."She said in a severe manner.

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

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

When the elevator stopped at the bottom level, the security safety waved me over saying,"Sir, I'm sure you don't remember me, but you tried to invite me and my married woman one Sunday daybreak to join you and your folk for breakfast. Well, my wife wants me to extend an offer to you to connect us for dinner one evening,"he says to me.

"That would be wonderful. Probably in the next couple of weeks, I'll be having a shindig at my household, puddle, BBQ, euphony lots of fun, very family friendly. We would love it if you and your entire phratry would link up us. Here's my card, let me put my home savoir-faire on the back along with my personal cell headphone act. Call me !"I hand him my patronage card.

We shake hands and my radical heads out to Fred and the waiting car.

"What's the skillful give-and-take Fred ?"I ask.

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

"What does that mean ?"I ask.

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

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

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

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

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

When Fred pulled the limo into the parking lot, I made sure as shooting that Fred was invited to join us for dejeuner. He accepted with his common politeness.

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

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

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

Mom commented about how pleasant-tasting the unhurt post smelled.

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

The owner sat us at a nice table that held 6. The gregarious proprietor kissed on the cheek each of the ladies, with a bit of a toying to Mom.

"The usual,"Fred said.

The owner brought over 5 wine glasses and a big bottle of Chianti. He began to teem for everyone, but I politely declined asking for glass of juice. He offered me grape vine juice, orange juice and orchard apple tree juice. I chose the apple juice.

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

"No, not really. I prefer to be authorize headed not in some wine induced fog,"I answered.

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

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

Mom shrugs her shoulder joint and begins chatting with Sharon.

As the server brings my apple juice, she also brings a big basket of Allium sativum toast.

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

As we are all enjoying the garlic bread, the plates of spaghetti with meat sauce arrive. They also bring a magnanimous shaker of grated Parmesan-Romano cheese. Everyone takes turns shaking it onto their lunch. We are all laughing, eating, and enjoying lunch. No employment, no drama, no stress.

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

"David, that's he-goat Idol !"Mom says to me all excited.

nightstick gets up and comes over to our table, pulling a president up next to me, but not actually at the table, just in the aisleway.

"Am I remembering right or was I in a drunken stupor, did you drive me one Nox in a limo ?"He asks rather loudly.

"Yes, I did. It was my first Night. I was learning to turn a chauffeur working with a caller that I now own. I remember you were a client. Have you gotten one of our new node only poster ?"I ask.

"Absolutely, Mate. That batting order is wicked. I don't have to carry cash any longer, plus I can use the circuit board anywhere just like a Mastercard,"He says. I see Fred being very interested in the revelation about me learning to be a chauffeur.

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

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

Fred leans back and asks that their repast be moved over to our tabular array and an extra chair be added to hold. The host goes and collects the collection plate bringing them and Daisy over to the table. Mom energy me over to crap room for truncheon and his girlfriend. I just smile and scooch my president over. Dakota is smiling now from ear to ear.

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

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

"SIX hours you say chap ? Man, that's a whole lot of time. Are you certainly you want an old bugger like me to take up six hours of recording studio apartment time ?"He says.

"Do you want the time or not ? We would love to ingest you come and work on new clobber,"I say. Mom is now watching and listening to the work conversation. She asks for a pair of wine field glass for billystick and Daisy. When the host comeback with them, she has the server put some Chianti into the glasses. Mom takes them and gives them to he-goat and Daisy, who graciously accept them.

listening to Mom and billy chat, I look around the way. Virtually everyone in the eating house is watching and listening to their conversation. billy goat regales us with tales of being on the road and some of the ‘ really, really stupid things that he used to do while on tour ’. People were whispering and trying to point subtly at Billy.

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

I feel a hand caressing my thigh underneath the table. It's Sharon. I look at her and grin giving her a wink.

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

We're all finished with our meals ; the owner comes by and thanks us for our patronage. He asks if he can involve a picture of billy club, he obliges.

Fred pokes his imaginary watch silently. I ask for our invoice, our new acquaintance Billy tries to pay for the meal, but I won't allow it. He's our client and thus we pay for our guests. Dakota hands him my stage business card, on the book binding she has written our speech and William Tell Billy and Daisy that if they're in Town this weekend, to give up by. He says he will check his schedule, but don't be surprised if they do hold on by.

I take a harder face at Daisy, she's about Dakota's age with a slightly self-aggrandizing frame and dummy. I'm guessing she's a big C or maybe a diminished D cup. As I pay for the meal, Mom practically leaps into Billy's chest asking Dakota to conduct a picture of him and her together. Just before the phone camera flashes, Mom turns and works a big candy kiss on Billy's lips. The flash goes off at exactly the right moment. Mom squeals with delight.

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

As we are walking through the restaurant, Fred ends up next to me asking,"You were a chauffeur ?"

"Yep, that's how Jill and I met. She was my trainer. At the fourth dimension she was the most bespeak chauffeur in the fellowship,"I say about Jill.

Fred offers to go get the limo and bring it to the front, I tell him that the walk will do all of us right, including our three noblewoman who drank well-nigh of two bottleful of Chianti. Fred and I just laughed about that one.

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

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

"All done party boss, time to go home and bet ?"she asks with a light in her eyes.

"Absolutely !"

"Fred, to the office let me get my laptop computer and then we're drift place,"I tell him.

He complies without hesitation.

Melanie and Dakota are sitting next to each other chatting away about their favourite Billy perfection Sung dynasty. Mom loves ‘ Rebel Yell'while Dakota likes ‘ Theodore Harold White Wedding ’. I pipe in with ‘ Mony, Mony ’. Sharon, on the other script, lays her head in my lap, stroking my putz through my pant. Dakota giggles.

Fred announces we are at the hawk as he pulls the limo up to the front door. I get out and festinate into the lift. The ride is wearisome as the great unwashed get on and get off stopping at respective storey. When I arrive at the top base, I step off the elevator to see our friend the locksmith. I go over to him, continue what I want to bechance. He says it will take at least a week, maybe a bit longer if he gets bunch of emergency birdsong as he just was approved for AAA service of process. I told him, no rush, work at your own pace don't via media your other clients. He thanks me for the business and goes back to his work.

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

Thankfully, the ride down was much faster than going up as we only had to stop once to blame the great unwashed up, but they were heading to the buttocks base as well.

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

Sharon wasted no time in unzipping my pants and fishing for my pecker. She wrapped her lips around the bulbous head word and began sucking me, licking me, and trying to unsay my entire humanness. This made Dakota chuckle. Watching us, Mom began playing with herself. Dakota slid over next to her and began playing with Mom allowing her to just sit back and turn a voyeur to Sharon and me.

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

Dakota kept licking as the limo hurried towards the house.

Fred announced that we were about two moment from the house. The ma'am all began to reassess themselves. Sharon, a bit disappoint, stuffed my cock back into my pants and zipped me up.

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

CHAPTER 4

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

Once we're inside, I am met by a horny Sharon. She takes me by the hand and leads me to my sleeping room. Mom takes Fred's script and leads him to her sleeping accommodation. Dakota follows Sharon and me.

inside my sleeping room, Sharon is undressing quickly. She unbuckles my bang, unzips my pants, and get-up-and-go my boxers down to my ankles. I step out of them all and remove my shirt. I'm now as naked as she is. Dakota only takes a dyad of seconds to get au naturel as well. She knows that I always love having her joint in with me and whomever else I'm playing with.

Sharon pushes my naked body onto one of the period of play layer. Dakota gets in on the other face of me. Sharon begins to lick and lactate my humanity into her mouth in a rapacious style. Dakota pushes me back and puts her sweet wet pussy over my waiting tongue. Dakota was riding my face, and Sharon was using her viva skills on my hard peter. I could hear her gag a bit as she tried to swallow my total cock, but it kept touching her uvula causing her to gag copious sum of spittle.

I'm really enjoying this adventure with Sharon and Dakota. I think to myself just how sweet Dakota's pussy juice tastes. I thrust my tongue into her harder and deeper. I tilt my principal a bit to set out nibbling on her clit. This makes her yelp just a bit since I didn't give her any warning.

The oral activities stopped. It only stopped for a duo of moments as I felt a warm, tight slit impale on my hard-wet cock. The whole bed is rocking as Sharon is moving her coxa back and forth and Dakota was matching the hip movements.

Dakota came first. She stayed completely unsounded, yet I felt her knees clamp hard on my head as a huge orgasm rolled through her. Her pussy expelled a bombastic measure of woman juice, which I lapped up with exuberance even if my own breathing was being obstructed quite a bit.

Sharon was not soundless at all. When she hit her orgasmic peak, she just yelled out,"YOU ARE THE topper hirer IN THE unit WORLD, GAWD tinker's dam THIS FEELS SO GREAT. I'M CUUUUUUMMMMMIIIIIINNNNNNGGGGGGG,"she says as her body shakes with an orgasmic spasm.

I feel her wetness splashing my prick and balls.

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

It doesn't take very long before I hear Sharon lightly snoring as her promontory rests on my chest. In the space, I could pick up Mom reaching her prime with Fred, or at least I believed it to be Fred.

I gently work my way out from underneath Sharon, leaving her quietly sleeping on the play bed. I step into the bathroom, but not in time as Dakota was done with her cascade and almost completely dried off. I put my arms around her from behind. I whispered in her ear,"Darling, I am so happy that you came into my spirit,"I say as romantically as possible to her.

She twists her body around putting her implements of war around my neck opening and snog me toilsome and passionately.

"Daddy, it's me whose lucky. You have given me the one thing in life that I've always wanted but never trusted anyone adequate to give up happen. You've given me a babe. OUR infant,"she says looking me uncoiled in the center before our mouth receive yet again.

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

I kiss Jill.

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

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

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

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

"Really ? red cent, she's quite the adulteress, isn't she ?"Jill says.

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

That comment made all three of us laugh. I jump in the shower and Dakota leaves the privy. In just a couple of moments, Jill is bare and in the shower with me.

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

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

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

When we were dry, Jill began brushing her hairsbreadth. I offered to avail her, which she accepted. I took her by the hand and led her to our bed. I sat on the bed with my pegleg spread in a V shape so Jill could sit with her back closing to me. I began brushing her hair. She began moaning and telling me how much she loves being petted. Little things such as brushing her fuzz she truly enjoys. I lean forward and osculate the back of her neck. I keep kissing the rachis of her neck opening.

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

I turn her around and start kissing her lips just like we were doing in the shower. We just kept kissing and stroking each former. It might have been one of the most erotic things we have done in quite a while. She pulls me on top of her and our bodies merge as one. I thrust gently. She wiggles her body underneath me. I push deep into her. She responds by thrusting back on my manhood. She digs her heels into the mattress and raising her pelvic girdle to fulfill my thrusts. We push ourselves towards a mutual top. When it arrives, we orgasm virtually simultaneously. Something in my head tells me that we have achieved our finish. A Baby ! I don't know how to excuse it, but I know just as sure as I know that Jill loves me.

After we both reach an orgasm together, we just lay there still coupled and support each former whispering our declarations of love for one another.

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

Jill and I just laid in each early's arms for quite a while. In my capitulum, I was celebrating. We had made a baby ! Of row, facts would make to be checked to make for sure we achieved what we set out to action, but in my heart and in my nous, I knew it was mission accomplished. I wanted to bound out of bed, run through out the manse yelling"we made a sister !"But I thought better of it and just laid in bed with the making love of my life.

We both must give birth dozed off. When I woke, I moved myself from being all tangled up with Jill. My bladder was my skipper, now. I head into the toilet and do my business. After washing my helping hand and brushing my teeth I head out and put on another pair of basketball game shorts and a White River tee shirt.

Quietly, I head out of the sleeping room, looking over my shoulder at my beautiful sleeping married woman. I close the door once I was in the hallway. I hear a door open behind me. I turn to see Fred just leaving Mom's room. nice ! I think to myself.

I walk to the kitchen. Something feeling delightful. Amy tells me that she is making a very turgid pot of boeuf stroganoff. She tells me that she uses moil chow instead of cubed beef. It makes the dish go farther, which with John the Evangelist living with us we certainly need. I take a spoon and fill it. I blow on it then take the insect bite, it was delicious. I started to take another bite but was playfully chastised by Amy not to double-dip. I rolled my heart telling her that if I can suck the woman juice out of her, I think I can have another spoonful. She laughs and hands me another clean spoon.

I head over to the front door and piece up my laptop computer. I plug in and log into my work e-mail once again. Lots of emails, but none of any existent importance. I begin trudging through the read-only ace, deleting them after they're read.

Amy comes over and sits down. She has kind of a melancholic tone on her face.

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

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

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

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

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

"wellspring, at least we know she made the misstep safely,"I say to her in a life-threatening manner.

I put my arms around her and just sacrifice her a Nice gentle hug.

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

I chuckle to myself.

Fred asks after his secondly mouthful of food if he could just sit and talk with me a bit.

"hold a seat Fred,"I tell him.

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

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

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

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

I let Melanie carry on with the story.

"David came to the prat of the stair of our airplane. He took our baggage and put it in the trunk, he held the door open for us and got into the front. He already knew the hotel we were scheduled to stay at. I had a headache and complained to Jill that I must take care horrible because I was so brainsick from the hard flight through rafts of bad weather,"Melanie tells all of us.

She continues on saying,"Jill offered to stop at Walgreen's to get me whatever I wanted, which at that moment was to just get to the hotel and take a long soak in a hot bath. David waited a couple of import and turned around apologizing over and over about having the wrong car, not being the usual number one wood. He really impressed Bob with his straightness and his display of respect towards us. He even told us that our slip was free that Night since it was with the incorrectly car and not our usual number one wood. Bob was absolutely yarn-dye and offered Jacques Louis David a job as we got to the hotel."Melanie continues.

"So, you became a top number one wood as well ?"Fred asked.

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

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

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

I go back to telling the story,"I worked a couple of shifts with Jill. Tina got madder and madder at me because she was so envious of Jill. Then the unthinkable happened. Jill and I played a bit afterwork in the Humvee limo. We had a wonderful time. After we ended the play, we went our break ways. I just get household and my phone was ringing silly. It was Jill. She was in a bad accident on the way base. She called our boss. She called Tina. Finally, out of desperation she called me. I got in my pudding head car and drove like a bat out of hell to get to her. It took me just 11 arcminute to go from my flat to City Hospital. I ran every yellow Christ Within and maybe a red light or two. When I got the hospital, I raced in finding the exam elbow room where she was. When I stepped into the examination way, I saw just how beautiful and how slight she was. That's the take moment I knew I was going to ask her to hook up with me,"I said to everyone.

"Hey, are we close to being set up to eat ? I'm starvation,"I say before going on further.

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

Amy scoops out a immense sum onto a plate and hands it to me along with a glass of ice-cold milk. Fred stands up and makes a plate for Melanie, then himself. Amy puts some on a diminished plate.

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

Dakota and Jill finally micturate it out to the kitchen.

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

"Um, where was I ?"I ask filling my face wax of delectable stroganoff.

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

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

"Pipe down you,"Mom says to Jill.

I giggle, this is the first time I've seen Mom act like a pattern somebody just enjoying animation. I know it's been such a short time, but maybe allowing yourself to go back to enjoying life sentence helps cure whatever ail you.

"Go on Saint David,"Mom directs.

"Well, there's not practically to say. Jill was all silly with me, hopped up one all the pain MEd that they gave her. I'm not surely she even remembers much about that night. It was the very first time she told me she loved me, of course it was mostly due to her drug induced haze,"I say laughing. Now, everyone is giggling at Jill's expense, she just smiles knowing it's all in fun.

I continued on with the tarradiddle,"Jill was in the infirmary a couple of 24-hour interval. When she was being released, I went out to get my car from the parking lot. Tina called me and broke up with me right there in the hospital parking lot over the phone,"I say to everyone.

"That cunt !"Amy says.

"No, no. It was our gaffer, she controlled everything and everyone. She made Tina soften up with me as she had me on speakerphone. I sat in my car a couple of arcminute, I made a couple of quick telephone calls and force my car around and picked Jill up at the front threshold. Jill knew immediately that something had happened,"I say.

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

"Um, darling, you did a whole lot more than fuss at me. You yelled at me, telling me that I was being stupid. That buying her a bit of jewellery wouldn't fix matter. You called me hoot near every mean mean thing you could think of,"I say to her.

"So, what happened then ?"Mom asks.

"David takes me into the jewelry store and has me expect at engagement/wedding sets telling me to foot out one that I liked. I kept at him telling him that proposing to her wouldn't get her back, but David persisted ignoring my fussing. I pick out a truly beautiful set. He buys the set and asks that the engagement ring be put in a fork box. The salesman does just that and goes to hand the box to Jacques Louis David, who like a klutz drops the box. He bends down on one knee joint to pick it up and opens the box and just stays there on one knee not saying a word. Just holding the box open. I was speechless. Here this whole fourth dimension I thought he was going to propose to Tina and in fact he proposed to me."Jill said. I watched as both Amy and Mom's center were tearing up. Fred just smirked and nodded his head in a manner that gave me his approval.

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

"OK, everyone, we now all know the Jill and David storey. Take it easy tonight, we have the firearm breeding tomorrow morning. Dakota, I'm going to put you in charge of reminding everyone and making a list so I can let the instructor know how many will be attending. Please be certain to prognosticate Donna, Jennifer and Paula. I want to include them as well. I know that lav and I think Diane want to go. Sharon said she wants to go. Of path, I want Fred there. Do what you usually do and get a psyche numeration and lodge decent cars for us all. Fred's car is in the courtyard."I direct Dakota to take upkeep of for me.

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

"No, you don't need to do that now. You're welcome to stay the dark, that is if Mom would care you to do so,"I say looking at Mom.

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

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

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

Fred puts his hand on her leg causing Melanie to tend her top dog on his shoulder joint. I really couldn't explain it but she seemed to be at peace with what we had said to her.

"Saint David has anyone told you that you need a literal formal dining way ? All of us in this kitchen is nice, but in this monster of a house, you need some top end piece of furniture. If I could have got some assistance, I would love to help render your household,"Mom says to me.

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

Jill asks,"Mom, whom would you care to help you patronize for furniture ?"

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

"Can I borrow John's girlfriend ? She strikes me as the shopping case,"Mom asks.

"Absolutely !"

Dakota was happy. She wasn't put in that awkward place of having to dish out two masters.

Just as I was about to ask where the relaxation of the gang was John, Diane, Paula, Donna, Jennifer, and Sharon all piled into the kitchen. Lots of hello's were spoken, but just as Mom predicted, we were all cramped together.

Dakota hops off the counter and brain towards her bedchamber to get her assistant's Bible and induce some phone calls.

Not surprising at all, John makes a orchestrate line for the stroganoff.

"Hey, take in your girl a plateful first you oaf,"Amy says to Gospel According to John giggling as she does so.

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

CHAPTER 5

King John does indeed ready Diane a plate. Then he does something else that shocked virtually everyone else, he fixes dental plate for Paula, Donna, Jennifer, and Sharon. No one said anything, but the look of amazement was seen by all the ladies.

"self-justification me John, I want to steal your girlfriend away for a bit. I need avail picking out furniture for this house. David said it would be OK,"Mom says to John.

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

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

Diane smiles. She's very well-chosen she gets to stop worrying about Nikki and go shopping with Melanie.

"Mom, I would like one of the CG boys to see you, for you own refuge,"I tell her. Fred pulls out his cell speech sound and begins texting

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

"Don't we have that gun thing in the morning ?"Melanie asks.

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

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

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

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

"Has anyone seen Penny ?"I ask.

Amy speaks up,"She's over at the studio. All three of the girls are there working. Allison said to secernate you that she needs to put in clock time working to pay the first episode of her rent and her part of the job,"Amy explains. In my straits, I really didn't want to hold to explain to Melanie about the studio or the three girls. Thankfully, she didn't ask.

"OH yeah, I'm supposed to tell you that Mike booking agent called. He wanted to be intimate how you landed Billy god to amount to the studio. He said to tell you thank you,"Amy tells me.

"Billy Idol ? No fucking way,"John said getting everyone to giggle.

There's the John we all know and love, using his favorite word.

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

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

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

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

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

"Um, we have the piece program line tomorrow but after than we have an errand to run,"I tell her.

"Yes, boss. Did I mention that you are a great Bos ? I've had more fun with you in this abruptly time than all the time I worked for the kraft paper people. They only believed in work, never any fun. Heck, they stopped having Yuletide parties a couple of years ago because someone was ‘ offended ’."Sharon said in a grievous manner.

"Well, if I may rephrase Ozzy, you're on the ‘ Crazy wagon train'now."I tell her. She kisses me as Jill tugs at my deal to take me to our bedroom. Once inside, we close the door. Jill reaches around me and locks it, keeping everyone out.

We begin making out once again. Jill is such a magnificent kisser. I just love the feel of her soft tender brim on mine, her tongue wrestling with mine, her tooth lightly biting on my bottom lip. All in a very sensuous manner. Pulling her in tight, she wraps her coat of arms around me and rustling in my ear,"Darling, I love you,"in such a heartfelt manner I just rend her tightly to my body. We slowly and erotically begin to remove each other's clothes. They stay where they fall off our bodies.

As we both end up raw, Jill takes my hand and leads me into the bathroom. I follow her into the shower. She turns the piss on, hot, very hot. The steam immediately begins to flap through the bathroom. Jill and I embrace yet again. We begin to buss once again ilk high schooltime teenagers. In my head, there is no way I'm not making a babe with this gorgeous, wonderful, saucy woman that I call my married woman.

As the hot water cascades over our consistency, the heat relaxes both of us. We stand entangled in each other kissing and cuddling. My humanity is pointed towards the roof. I lean down and begin to solve and nurse on Jill's endowed chest. For whatever reason, my judgement made the comparison to Belinda. She is clearly bigger and more endowed than Jill, but it's Jill that has my gist.

I feel Jill's script caressing and stroking my cock. I pick her up by her waistline and gently feel her wrapping her ramification around my torso. She entangles her ankle behind my cover. I hold her underneath her thighs allowing her muliebrity to bank line up with my cock. Slowly I lower her down onto me. She must joggle her ass just a bit to line me up with her love kettle of fish. Once we are positioned, I let gravitational attraction do the work as she slides down onto me.

We begin our slow rhythmic lovemaking making in the shower. I feel her madam succus coating my stopcock and balls as we continue to thrust together in unison. I step forward putting her back against the shower paries. I thrust a bit harder into her. I hear her moaning into my ear. I continue to lunge all the piece kissing her and her cervix. She continues to moan in thoroughgoing acceptance of my efforts to wee-wee love life to my darling wife.

It really didn't take that long as we both once again orgasmed together. I felt my body shoot all I had into my adorable Jill. She responded by splashing my cock, globe, and thighs with her charwoman juice. We kept rocking back and forth continuing to orgasm. Other than saying ‘ I Love You'no former quarrel were spoken.

As we finished reaching our cooccurring pinnacle, we pulled each former underneath the still hot water supply, rinsing the sex off us. After we felt we were clean, Jill turned off the shower and we stepped out together. We took our metre drying each other off, slowly, gently, and erotically. Once we were dry, we walked deal in hand into our bedchamber, climbed into bed and entangled our soundbox once again. We kissed for how long, I'm not sure but after quite a while, we both began to feel our eyes get weighed down and we drifted off to sleep, together, sated and felicitous.

I thought to myself about how wonderful my life has been since I took that job as a chauffeur. I found it courteous to recite to Fred and the crowd how Jill and I got together because of that job. Yes, without a dubiety, being a chauffeur changed my lifespan for the better.

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