The Chauffeur ( # 28 ) triggerman and Other Stuff

By PABLO DIABLO

right of first publication 2019

CHAPTER 1

When I woke up on Tuesday break of the day, Jill was still all entangled in me. It took a brace of minutes to untangle and not wake her. As I stepped into the shower, it dawned on me that neither the security guys nor the gate people had made it here. I made a genial note to speech sound both.

I knew that our safe guy was now handling the ringlet variety at the mortarboard. want to have Sharon ask him to stop by at his toilet facility and cease installing the safes that he left in one of the bedrooms.

I was excited with today's docket having the constabulary handgun stove on it. I am very curious about who has firearm training and who does n't. We 're due at the range about 10am and I believe that Dakota has a list of who wants to learn and how many limos we need for everyone to travel.

Roger had set us up with someone that he knew and trusted in teaching piece guard and utilization. I suspected that both CG son, Fred and maybe John have experience with a firearm. I haven't heard anything from any of the ma'am about former small-arm breeding. I smelled food being cooked, Viscount St. Albans and maybe some sausages, eggs, and toast.

There was a knock on our room access. I unlocked it and found Jennifer and Paula standing there. Both were already dressed, smelled wonderful, and had big smiling on their faces as they were both excited in this mornings adventure. They both kissed me, but their logical thinking for knocking was to ask about if the instructor would be bringing enough artillery for all of us who are attending. I assured them he would give birth enough for all of us. They smiled, kissed me and left. I looked at our clock and woke Jill. She needed to get into the shower and get make for our adventure.

I got her up and going. I headed down the Radclyffe Hall to our primary feather kitchen. To my surprisal, I found both Sammy and Bobby cooking breakfast for everyone. whoremonger and Diane were already eating, of trend, with King John, that was an enormous amount of food he was consuming.

"goodness Morning everyone,"I said smiling.

I got heaps of groan, a twain of good mornings back, and a span of completely silent because java had not taken essence yet.

I went around kissing all the noblewoman, warning trick that I was NOT going to kiss him, which drew a big laugh from everyone.

Amy told me that the security guys had already called and would be here shortly. The gate people said that since we had changed the name from The Commune to the Chateau it would take a bit Thomas More time to fix the gens over the gate. The safety guy said he would take care of the safe's soon, as he was working diligently on the curl of the Hawk.

I pointed out to Amy that we needed a place for her to make the security measure to be set up, easily approachable to her, and being recorded on a swarm server. She said she already had a location set up just off the primary kitchen with a secondary position in the big kitchen. I was glad she had a design in mind.

Since I had already gotten dressed in my dress shorts and a Cuban expressive style shirt, I headed outside to the pool homes. I noticed the lights on in the pond home that was now a porn studio. I knocked. Allison answered. I heard moaning and groaning in the backdrop. I saw both twins on their knee in battlefront of guys that I recognized from the erotica diligence. I didn't see Belinda though. When I asked about her, Allison took my deal and led me to a back bedroom, where she was the centerpiece of a 12-man roundabout jerk. She whispered in my ear, how excited she was wearing her collar in the house the other day and is looking forward to doing the like affair again.

I asked her how using the studio was going, she said that she has had a grand response and now has a belittled waiting list, that included a couple of guy wire that specialize in the BDSM life-style. I reminded her about that guy and his put-on slapping her around, which was not going to be allowed as she was now MY submissive. She readily agreed, noting that she was only directing the BDSM shoot and would not be part of anything without my personal permission, which I was not going to give her.

I did lean into her and whispered to her that she is my favorite submissive. This made her smile. She offered her services to me, but I declined to say that she was working and needed to focus on that. She smiled and kissed me whispering in my ear how felicitous she is now that she has a Dom that she can trust.

I squeezed her ass as I left the porno studio apartment. As I walked back across to the house, I see John peering out the glass doors at me with a big cheesy grin on his face.

He opened the doorway for me. I responded,"No John, it's not what you are hoping happened. I was just checking on our pornography studio as I saw their twinkle on,"He just shook his heading and went on about his business.

This morning the house was buzzing. I wasn't sure what got everyone moving around so early, but with Bobby and Sammy cooking, the house smelled delicious. I took a home base full of ball, sausage, sirup, and toast. The hombre also set out a glass of pineapple juice and milk for me. I sat at the kitchen table thinking about what Mom had said about needing a stately dining elbow room table. She was powerful. I texted her that I had seen a Carya illinoinsis board somewhere and thought it to be a beautiful table, but that our table needs to be capable to sit down at least 20 people.

Both Dakota and Jill came to the kitchen. Dakota was all smiles seeing the coffee pot all filled and waiting for her. She kissed Bobby and Sammy on the impertinence before filling her coffee berry cup.

Jilly also filled a coffee cup, but she also held a home plate out looking for solid food. Sammy gladly heaped intellectual nourishment onto her plate. She picked up Mrs. Butterworth 's syrup and carried it over to the tabular array. She used it and then I used it covering my sausage balloon patties with the sugary substance.

I heard a splashing and looked out to see the two twins naked in the pool. This drew a chuckle from the inside radical. I sent John out there to checker on them, which he did gladly. They reached up and under the guise of him helping them out of the pocket billiards, they pulled him into the pool fully clothed. Those of us who were watching laughed out flashy. St. John was glad being in the pool with two naked twins. I looked around but didn't see Diane anywhere.

Both twins took to kissing John. They pushed their naked bodies against him and began removing his clothes. The foremost thing he removed was his wallet. He now needed to dry it as soon as possible. Thankfully, he did not have his cellular phone phone in his knickers pocket when he hit the water.

Corey plunge under the water only to emerge with John the Evangelist's pants and boxer shorts. Saint John looked over at the house and just smiled. None of us cared if he has some syndicate sex with the twin, in fact, I think a couple of the guys, like Marcus, envied John. I leaned over to Marcus and told him to go join John, I 'm sure they would love to have you as an improver. Marcus wasted no time in getting up, shedding his clothes and went running out into the pool. I saw Carol swim over to Marcus and set about playing with him.

Amy told me that my loge had arrived yesterday, while I was in the sleeping accommodation with Jill. She put them in the front man bedroom behind the living way. I got up and headed there, with Amy following close behind. I opened the threshold to see about 50 FedEx boxes of assorted size. I didn't even know where to begin. I told Amy that I wanted the twins and Marcus to handle the Sami sorting job here that they did at the Hawk.

As I went to become around, Amy cornered me. She put her arm around me and pulled me in for a kiss. I pulled her to me, figuring that she felt a bit lonely without Tina being here. I walked her out to the life room. She shed her apparel quickly and began shedding mine. As we both got naked, she sat me down on the couch and straddled my lap. She positioned herself over my manhood and lowered her sex onto me. I began slowly thrusting into her. She began moaning as we rocked together. She began kissing me, well, it was more like making out. We parted our lips allowing each other's tongue to enter our mouths. I felt her Menachem Begin to orgasm on me, her body stiffening up as she expelled wetness onto my lap. I thrust into her as deeply as I could get.

I felt that wonderful twinge as I began to shoot rophy after rope of my man semen into Amy. I pulled her into me, hugging her and kissing her. I felt her again reach an climax. This clip her unscathed body shook with an orgasmic flush. We declared our loved for each other as I shot another round of sperm into her. She wrapped her lithe legs around me pulling me abstruse into her as I shot again and again. Her center glazed over, and I felt her body spasm underneath me yet again.

As we were uncoupling, my slight Dakota came bounding out from her room to see Amy and I untangling. She came right over to us, kissing each of us. I felt her hand rubbing my cum covered cock. Her light stroking felt grand. It didn't take long for me to be hard again just for her. She pulled Amy off me and planted herself down on my lap. She impaled herself onto my manhood in one deft move. We began to sway back and Forth River. We continued rocking back and forth for quite a foresightful time. She began kissing me, licking my cervix, and playing with my ear. All of that felt wondrous. I thrust into her, shooting roofy after rope into her. She moaned in total credence, declaring her love for me yet again.

Amy didn't leave us, she sat on the end of the couch watching us and fingering her own cum filled cunt. She was making a mess on the leather sofa. Her pussycat was expelling all the cum that I had put in there. She pulled out two finger's breadth broad of cum, licking them clean. She moaned as she cleaned her own fingers. As my cock finally began to puncture, Amy took one cobbler's last poke of my cock taking charge to clean the cum from Dakota off my humanness. Dakota just smiled seeing Amy being subservient to me yet again.

CHAPTER 2

As the sentence for us to go forth quickly approached, I remembered that Fred had left one of the limos out into the courtyard. He got up, got dressed and headed exterior to go satisfy up the limo. He returned to a lesser extent than a half hr later with the car all filled up and he even vacuumed the car out.

I returned to the kitchen and saw virtually all the playgroup dressed and waiting to head to the pistol range.

The other limos arrived, and we all piled into any of the railroad car. Jill, Dakota, Sharon, and Mom all joined me in Fred's limo.

The rest of the group all chose a car. All three limo were full of our playgroup. Off we went to the pistol range.

Marcus was left behind with instructions about the security company along with book of instructions that the logic gate people may show up as well as the locksmith putting the remaining safes into assorted rooms around the house. He accepted the responsibility.

As we drove to the range, Jill told us about how voiceless it was for her to learn to restrict on the range in the shipboard soldier, although she was using more than just a pistol, she had to characterise with a rifle as well.

Sharon told us about growing up in a sign of the zodiac where her Dad went hunting when the time of year came around. However, it was all a ruse to take a girlfriend on the face. Her Mom figured it out when he came home after a calendar week of being gone ‘ hunting'but he had the exact Lapplander dress on that he left in. She rummaged through his luggage only to discover a cute lacy bra, certainly not one of her Mothers ’. They divorced after that hunting season. He married his ‘ girl'about 6 month later.

Mom told us that Bob disapproved of guns saying ‘ that is the job for someone else'so he never had ordnance in their star sign. She never ever even handled a gun, let alone shoot one. Fred offered his help making everyone in the back of the car smile.

Dakota had to be cajoled to babble out about guns. She said she grew up in a problematic neighborhood, lots of bunch, luck of unsavory people many if not well-nigh had a gun. She said in high shoal one of her friends was brutalized at point. She was so shaken up that she ended up committing self-annihilation. She told us that she is very apprehensive about this education. Jill put her arm around Dakota and said something in her ear that I couldn't hear.

Then the onus was on me. I told them about the Sabbatum cockcrow class that I took my son to when he was about 8. This really pissed off his Mother, but I was intent on taking the ‘ fun'out of handling a piece. We sat and listened to an instructor teach the kids about the remainder between a revolver and a semi-automatic pistol. He showed the kids how to be capable to look at a weapon and make love if there is a safety or not, how to load and unload a pistol, as well as how to cleanse a artillery properly. I explained that at his age all his friends were enamored with guns. He told me several years later as he became a teen that his best supporter Billy nearly shot the sept dog. He had found his Dad's .45 under his pillow and ran around the inside of the star sign when it went off. The dog ran and hid underneath a bed. He remembers how nightstick just dropped the gun on the flooring and went running to his bedroom knowing that he was getting a thrashing when Dad got home. As I told this story, we arrived at the range.

When Fred parked the car, he turned around and said that he wished more parents took the responsible route. I agreed with him as did everyone else in the limo.

I was happy to see the size of the group once we all emerged from their respective limousine. The instructor introduced himself and his help since Dakota had warned him about how vauntingly our group would be.

We all followed him into a classroom type setting where the encyclopedism would begin. He had many more pistols than we needed, which was a alleviation to me.

As we all took a seat, I noticed that Dakota was seated right next to Jill. Fred, both CG male child already had firearms and carry permits. The teacher had us fill out the carry permit grade if we wished to be cleared to hold and treat a firearm.

The offset two hours of the preparation were…. well…. boring. Necessary, but boring.

Before we were even allowed to palm a firearm, we had to pass a dead quiz about handling a gun that the teacher had put together. It was a quick quiz, but it took everyone off guard a bit. Surprisingly John and Dakota both finished ahead of everyone else. Jill and I were present moment behind. The teacher told us as we were working on the quiz that as you finish you then get to pick a gun to learn with.

Saint John the Apostle chose a Smith & Wesson .357 Dakota took grip of a smaller Smith 9mm that fit her hand.

Jill took custody of a Glock 9mm. I picked up a larger version of Dakota's Smith 9mm, this one had a longer stock that fit my hand better.

Mom, well she was quite risible, she picked up a gun like she was picking up a idle rat. This made respective of us chuckle, but it was Fred who saved the day with her helping to prefer a gun to her sizing but not with such business leader to overwhelm her. He gave her a Charter weapons system semi-automatic. It fit her script and coming from Fred she kissed him on the cheek.

Sharon, Paula, Allison, Donna, and Jennifer all relied on someone else to pick out their gun. Of line, John wanted to show off, but the CG boys kept him in his posterior.

It surprised me to see both Sammy and Bobby with us. I guess I never anticipated them joining us, but I was glad that they did. They each took a Glock as Jill had. Everyone was inspecting their gun. One of the CG boys sat next to John explaining that although a .357 is a great gun, it's better suited for the movies and not in real life history. He selected a Smith & Wesson 9mm which John took reluctantly and gave up the orotund revolver.

In my head, I again see the matureness level of John growing. Not all that long ago, he would ingest argued about what gun he wanted, but here he listened to understanding and made the replacement. Maybe I need to let in him in a real study session with me.

Now it was time to point out to the kitchen range, but before we did the instructor gave us each a brace of safe eyeglasses. He also did not give us ammo until we got to the chain, he said he would then give us five rounds each. Paula made us snicker again asking what a round was. The instructor explained that around was another Son for slug. Paula shrugged her berm and Jill patted her on the back.

The instructor divided the group down the middle of the division. One half of the socio-economic class went with the primary instructor, the early half went with the assistant. We all got up and followed our several instructor with him putting each of us at separate stalls in which to frivol away from.

I chose the very end, closest to Dakota and Jill. I wanted to see Jill shoot down, but after hearing about Dakota's late experience with a piece, made me worry about her.

Somehow, John ended up on the other face of me. Jill laughed when she saw me and my darkness, even Dakota laughed a bit seeing John following to me.

In my straits, it thought this to be a rather loose task, boy was I wrong. I guess I should be happy that we were all shooting in the same direction at least. It was exonerated who had handgun education and who did n't. I was n't bad, all my turn at to the lowest degree hit the object paper. However, poor Paula and Jennifer had no round of drinks hit the target area paper. They were both ready to yield up almost immediately. The primary instructor moved Jennifer and Paula closer to the CG boy, that way each one of them could give them gentle suggestions about being more successful.

Sammy and Bobby also helped. They each made gentle suggestions to Donna and Allison, although I don't think Allison was well-situated holding the gun. She kept putting the gun down after each shaft. Sammy told her to displace all five beat then put the firearm down.

Next, to me, I heard five guess all grouped together. I turned and saw Jill coaching Dakota. Jill, the CG guy wire, Fred, and Sammy and Bobby all had put their rounds inside the black, but the CG guy wire and Fred all hit center volume. The instructor offered to change the target paper from a target to one of a ‘ bad guy ’, Dakota readily accepted the offer.

It was as if a wanton transposition turned on with Dakota. She put her following five all in the face of the bad guy……all five ! She smiled at her outcome, Jill laughed even the teacher made honorable mention that sometimes you just necessitate something more than a report target to pull in things click.

The lower-ranking instructor went along the shooting argumentation oblation to modify from targets to the bad guy objective, John wanted to try. He did ok, all five of his gibe hit the guy, but there was no grouping. Bobby stepped over to lavatory and suggested that he give the gun with one hand and the early manus act as a substructure underneath the gun stock to prevent the recoil to a lower limit. When John tried the proposition, he got four out of the five together with the fifth part one not component part of the group but directly between the centre. John was ready to be done after seeing that. We all laughed at our new ‘ gunslinger ’. What surprised me the most was the care Jill was showing Dakota on how to properly utilize her weapon.

Dakota would take her five snap, Jill would give her advice, and then Dakota would fire five more. Clearly, Dakota was determined to master this and kept at it until her shooting became lots better.

I asked the instructor if we could get all our armed services people lined up future to each other and have ourselves a piddling shoot off. He shrugged his shoulders and asked the grouping if they would be leave, which they all agreed. In my head, I thought that one of the CG boy would rise to the top. However, it was a surprise to me that although the CG boys were salient, Fred and Jill took top honors. Fred put all five of his again center mass on the regular object. Jill used the bad-guy aim and put all five squarely in the chest. The CG boys all had marrow mass shots, but each one had one single shot that drifted and touched the melody, whereas Fred did not.

Dakota just kept practicing repeatedly, focusing on her mastering this skill. Jill was clearly a expectant help to her giving her advice and direction on bettering her technique.

The other lady all enjoyed the event, but they didn't believe that they would ever ask this science. However, Sharon also kept at the shooting trying to master the skill as well. She was quite the spitfire, not unforced to quit. Mom, well she really didn't feel comfortable using the gun, but she did anyway. She kept trying until all five of her blastoff hit the aim at least.

I was impressed that both Sharon and Dakota were determined to master this science. whoremaster, well he was his common John the Divine self, but he again showed signaling of maturity date when he was given advice on how to further his shooting accomplishment set. All in all, we had a dandy time. The teacher took a group photograph of everyone together holding their gun in front of them. He told me that he would have them developed and mail the set to us.

Once the training class was over, I felt it was time for another groovy lunch at Fred's favorite Italian restaurant. Mom was excited to hear we would be going back there. In her mind our Rock virtuoso would still be there, however, the rest of us just rolled our oculus thinking to ourselves ‘ you wish'. It dawned on me that I had made a promise and had not followed through. Before we all got into the railcar, I pulled Fred aside and spoke to him. He assured me that he would take maintenance of what I was asking.

Since the CG boys were Fred's nephews, I assumed that they knew of Fred's Italian restaurant. Oddly, they had no hint when I asked them to call ahead and let them know we were coming over, all 14 of us. Thankfully, Dakota had the bit already on her earpiece and made the call.

Everyone seemed all hyped up as if adrenaline was pumped into everyone. There was lots of yak heading to the eating house. Mom, Jill, and Sharon were all talking as if they were sisters talking about the cute boy in mellow shoal.

"Daddy, would it be OK with you if I went home instead of eating tiffin with everyone ? I'm feeling a bit nauseated and the thought of garlic dough is making my stomach do flip fall through,"Dakota said to me.

"Sir, I'd be happy to take Miss Dakota back to the sign of the zodiac,"Fred offered.

'' That would be very well, thank you, Fred, '' I answered.

As we pulled into the parking lot, Fred pulled up next to the door and let us out. I kissed Dakota before getting out. She assured me it was nix to worry about she was just a bit nauseated.

I got out and everyone else got out of their limo. The CG boys were quite felicitous as they had never ridden in a limo before today. Yet, the bombilation was still about the gun social class and the shooting. Everyone congratulated Jill on kicking the Hades out of the others, but Jill being Jill politely told everyone that they all ‘ let'her win. In my head, I wasn't sure if they did or not. I knew one of the CG boys was a sniper but shooting a 50 caliber from a moving helicopter is far different than shooting a pistol.

Fred left with Dakota. Jill knew by my face that I was worried about her. The conclusion two prison term we had pregnancy subject, there was Thomas More to it than just being nauseated. I decided to call in Dr. Ronda.

"Hey cutie, what makes you call me, horny again are you ?"She says in a cute joking manner.

"well, my sexy darling, I'm actually calling you to delight give Dakota a call. She is skipping lunch with the gang and is headed back to the planetary house. I'm sure that I'm just being a big old worry-wort, but I want to err on the sign of caveat. Will you chequer on her as a favor to me ? '' I ask.

"Darling, for you I'd do just about anything. I'll call her when we hang-up. But don't be surprised if I'm at your house collecting my Doctor of the Church fees,"She gives me a quick earphone kiss and bent up.

Jill rubs my back, she knows that I'm worried.

Jill's headphone buzzes.

"Hello, this is Jill Greene,"she says.

There's a pause as I can only get word Jill's side of the conversation.

"Yes, tomorrow break of the day would be fine. We'll see you then. Have a bully day !"She says before hanging up.

"What was that all about ?"I ask.

"A bombastic stockholder of Churchill Downs wants to buy all of our horse racetrack. He's put an investor chemical group together and they would like to meet with us tomorrow morning at the Hawk. They wanted to make sure they were not intruding on any funeral or mob sentence with respect to Bob Jaxson."She says to me.

"fountainhead, darling, you've told me that the tracks are bully cash cows, their operating costs and indebtedness indemnity have gone up exponentially. I was thinking about the financials you sent me and maybe selling one, two, or all of them would be a skilful musical theme. What do you opine ?"I say to Jill as we go inside the restaurant.

"If we can, I say sell them all. Right now, they are all in the grim, but it wouldn't take much for that to change."Jill tells me as I hold her can out for her.

"Didn't we get them in the Happy, Happee Limo slew ? Weren't they bought under the limo license and we acquired them for next to nothing like the recording studio ?"I ask.

"Yes, we did. Let me take a quick look but off the top of my head we may be able to get them to carry the whole software, including that one in upstate New York that hasn't made money in three or four years."Jill says. I just love it when she gets into the business organisation mood, she is so sexy then.

The possessor comes over to recognise us. Before we even say anything, he has two bottleful of Chianti and three hoop of Allium sativum boodle being delivered to the mesa. He also has various glasses of water. Fred had mentioned that we would like piss with the meal. The owner did ask where Fred was. I told him he is running one of our party home, as she wasn't feeling well.

"Must have eaten Hellenic nutrient, too much lamb,"the owner says laughing. We all chuckled along with him.

I leaned over to Jill and asked,"Darling River do you bear a ship's company check with you ? I'll need one for after luncheon,"I say to her quietly.

"Sure, let me get you one out of my pocketbook,"she says reaching into her bag.

"What's it for ?"She asks.

"I promised something and it's clock time to pay up,"I say avoiding the real number answer with all the pinna around listening.

It wasn't very long before plate good of spaghetti and center sauce started arriving at the table. It didn't even dawn on me until we were eating that Diane did not join us.

"pet, have you seen Diane ?"I ask Jill.

"Um, come to cogitate about it, no,"she replies.

"Jennifer, where's Diane ?"I ask.

"Didn't she separate you ? She went to the bureau since she was uncomfortable with handling a gun. She said you told her it was optional,"Jen replies.

"Of track, it was optional. I just don't commend her saying she was uncomfortable with shooter,"I reply.

I get up and walk around the mesa and squat down next to John.

"Hey, where's Diane ?"

"She's at oeuvre. She didn't want to do the gun thing, but she felt she should be at study if not with us. I told her she was being overly sensitive, but she's serious about making sure you're happy with her,"john tells me.

"Dial her up for me on your phone please,"I ask John.

John takes out his earpiece and dial it and hands it to me.

"HI HUNNY bunny rabbit,"Diane says thinking it was John the Evangelist calling her.

"wellspring, hi back Diane,"I say to her chuckling.

"OH SHIT"she replies.

"Darling, why are you at work ? This was supposed to be an picnic day for everyone,"I say to her.

"Daddy, I screwed up before. I want you to think good of me. I figured that if I wasn't at the gun thing, then I should be here at my desk working,"she says back.

"Well, darling, we're missing you. No one is here to slap privy upside his head when he says something stupid,"I say to her trying to be funny.

I add,"Darling, can we lend you lunch or something to eat ?"

"No, I just had a couplet of sandwiches that I made before I left the family this break of the day plus, I have a small-scale salad to take in a bit,"she says back.

'' Diane, are you taking the antenatal vitamins as Dr. Ronda suggested ? '' I ask.

"Well, I keep forgetting,"she says.

"OK but know that we'll talk about fixing that tonight. I want you to have a bright beautiful child, even if John is the Father,"I say looking at lav and laughing. She laughs as well, even John chuckles.

I tell her that I'll see her tonight and manus the phone back to John.

I walk back down to my seat. I stop at Sharon and lean in an ask her,"Will you move down by me delight ?"

I hold my hired man out and help her up from the mesa. We walk down to my touch. One of the CG boys brings her chairwoman. Jill scooches over and pulls my chair over as well making room for Sharon.

I put her plate of intellectual nourishment down at the void place, hold for the chair to be set in place and withstand Sharon's hand as she sits down.

Just as I sit down next to her, I see Fred walk in the restaurant. He gives me a straightaway thumbs up, so I know what I asked him to do is done.

"WOW, lunch with the political boss, '' Sharon says smiling.

"How has the day been so far ?"I ask.

"Oh, my goodness. This has been a brainsick day. The gun range, the division about how to handle a gun, tiffin here, this is an awing employment day,"She says with a big grinning on her face.

"Good, we have an errand to run after luncheon before we head back to the Chateau. Oh, by the way, Jill and I need to reserve the big conference way tomorrow. I don't know how foresightful we'll need it but let me Bible it for the entire day. Also, we need to induce umber, piddle, juice ready for tomorrow. We have an investment group meeting Jill and me tomorrow. Can you make that ready for us ? '' I ask of her.

Sharon stops eating and dial up the office and has a quick conversation with somebody and in just a couple of arcminute she has everything set up. I smile and thank her. She goes back to eating. As Fred joins us, everyone welcome's him. He sits down next to Bobby and Sammy who are stuffing their faces almost as fast as whoremonger, which I didn't think anyone could even do close.

We all sit and look at our clip enjoying the food for thought and the friendship of everyone at the mesa. Fred tells me that Dakota got a birdsong in the car from Dr. Ronda and that she will stop by tonight just to check on Dakota.

"Oh, yeah sir, she told Dakota to tell you that your bill is past due,"He says to me.

I just laugh.

We spend about an hour before I see virtually everyone done. Jill and I exchange items, I give her some immediate payment to pay for the meal and she gives me a companionship check.

I get up and thank everyone telling them I need to direct to the office for a bit asking Sharon to connect me. She willingly agrees.

CHAPTER 3

We walk outside the restaurant and there is a Ithiel Town car waiting for us. I hold the door open for Sharon and get in with her. The number one wood already knows where we are headed. Sharon asks,"Why are we heading to the authority ?"

"We're not,"

"But you said…."she says.

"Just trust me,"I tell her.

We don't travel too far, about three nautical mile before we pull into our destination. A Mercedes dealership. Sharon's eyes get big then tear up. I just smiling. The driver pulls the car up to the look doors of the franchise. We get out and walk inside.

We meet a receptionist, who inquires why we are there. I just think to myself other than cars what are they selling ?

"Ma'am, we would like to speak to your raw salesperson,"I tell the receptionist.

She picks up the telephone and dial someone up.

"She'll be right here. Would you like some coffee or bottled water while you wait ?"The receptionist asks.

"No thank you, we're fine. How foresightful until the salesperson is here ? '' I ask.

From behind me, I hear, `` howdy, I'm told you asked for me ?"a young phonation says.

We turn around and see a endearing young woman standing with a big smile on her face.

"I'm Brandi Johansson. My friends call me BJ. Do I know you from somewhere because you don't face familiar to me,"she asks.

"Ms. Johansson, you don't know us. I asked for the newfangled sales representative,"I answer as I try not to be obvious that I'm looking her body over. I guess I wasn't that subtle as I feel a poke in the rib from Sharon.

"Please telephone me BJ,"she says making Sharon and me smile.

"OK, BJ, we're here to buy this young lady a car,"I tell her.

"well sir, we don't sell cars,"she replies.

"Um, then what are those matter parked all over your lot and inside this building ?"I ask now that she has me curious.

"Those automobile sir are Mercedes Benz, the finest automobile on the satellite,"she says with a big smile on her face.

"But they're still railroad car are they not ?"I ask.

"wellspring, um……yes, I guess they are,"She says a bit more subdued.

"spirit BJ, we already know the type of MERCEDES. We just need to pick out colouring material and selection and check to see if you have it in stock,"I tell her.

"Um, OK. Which one do you want ?"She asks.

"It's not for me. It's for Sharon,"I tell her turn and looking at Sharon.

"Hello Ms. Sharon, your Dad says you only have to foot out the color and the options,"BJ says.

"My DAD ? No honey, he's my political boss,"Sharon says with a bit of redness to her face.

"Oh WOW, I wish Thomas More hirer bought railroad car for their people,"BJ says.

"Um, did you just predict them cars ?"I ask smiling.

"Yeah, sorry. They make a big deal in training to not call them cars,"she tells us.

"BJ let's showtime over. Hi, I'm David Greene. This is my building manager Sharon. My companionship is buying her a car of her option and she chose a Mercedes. Can you help us ?"I say to her.

'' Yes, sir. I would be glad to help you. Do you throw a theoretical account picked out and do you have it off what color is available in the model ?"She asks.

"BJ I was hoping for an E class,"Sharon says.

"Which E socio-economic class and what colour,"BJ asks.

"Do you have an E-300 in either red or blue ?"Sharon inquires.

'' Yes, dame. We have one of each. They are also uncommitted in black, silver, and white,"she explains.

"David, I would really love a red one, if that's OK with you,"Sharon asks.

"Darling, it's your car, chose what you want,"I tell her.

"BJ may I see the red one ?"

"Certainly, please trace me. I just have to bar at our security system desk show them your license and get the Florida key,"she explains.

We both get our licenses out and hand them to BJ. As she walks away from us, I again get poked in the ribs with Sharon saying in my ear,"Bet you'd like a stab at her eh ?"chuckling as she says it.

"Would you expect anything LE from your boss ?"I reply smiling the unhurt time.

BJ stops at the surety desk who takes our licenses and runs them through a machine before he hands them back to her and gives her a set of keys as well.

We walk over to BJ and she takes us by golf game cart to a row of E course of instruction Mercedes. Sharon's eyes light up when she sees the red one. She grabs my bicep and power play as she is excited like a child on Christmas morning.

BJ begins her ramble about owning a Mercedes. 50 coats of paint, 15 coating of crystalise lacquer, 5-star crash rating, hand-stitched leather behind, seating for five, rear view camera, bombast, blah, blah. My centre roll listening to the prepared spoken language about the Mercedes.

"BJ can we adopt the vehicle for a test drive ?"I ask.

She opens the room access and Sharon gets in the driver's seat. I get in the back seat and BJ gets in the passenger side. Once we are all in and secured with the bum belts, she hands Sharon the key fob. Sharon starts the car. She is so excited that her hands are almost shaking.

Sharon listens intently to BJ explicate things about this simulation. I just sit back and listen. The tryout driving takes more than an minute as BJ wanted Sharon to experience all the features of the car.

"BJ what did you do before selling Mercedes ?"I ask. Sharon looks at me through the rearview mirror and smiles. She knows I'm up to something.

"I bounced around from one retail job to another while finishing college. I began dating this guy, an Old guy, who told me I would make lots of money selling these cars. I've been working here 3 months now and have not sold even one car. I've gotten close twice, but they did not qualify for financing. I feel like I got hoodwinked, but I owe them for 12 calendar week of a attractor with no gross revenue,"she explains to Sharon and me.

"Do you like doing this job ? Selling cars, I mean."I ask.

'' At initiative, yes. It was fun and exciting all new, but now it is getting more depressing by the day. I 'm sorry, I should n't be telling you all this, '' she says.

"Then, tell me what did you go to college for and what would you like to do ?"I ask.

"Well sir, I only got my AA degree in line of work finance. I would really like to have got an office job working even hours but feeling like I was accomplishing things,"BJ tells me.

"Great, then come body of work for me. I think Sharon needs an assistant. What do you say, Sharon, would you like an supporter ? '' I say smiling to her.

"Absolutely Boss !"She says back.

"BJ, I saw a car next to this one in a beautiful blueing, is that the same as this red one ?"I ask.

"Oh no sir, that one is more expensive. This one that we're in is $ 61,000 that gentle one you saw is $ 83,000,"she tells us.

As Sharon pulls the car back onto the lot of the Mercedes franchise BJ directs her where to park the vehicle.

"Well, Sharon is this your car, or do you want to test drive something else ?"I ask.

"You know I want this one, why are you teasing me ?"She says smiling.

"Because I can,"I say to her laughing.

"Let's go inside and talk to your sales manager,"I tell BJ.

We get out and head inside. She stops at the security desk and hands the key fob back to the security department sentry go. She walks us to this tiny authority with a cheap desk that has two crappy severe plastic chairs. She tells us she will be right on back with her gross revenue manager.

It only takes a couple of bit before she appears with a guy who epitomizes the very definition of a ill-used car salesman. She introduces him as Tony Rollo.

"hullo sir, I'm Tony Rollo, sales manager. BJ tells me that you're looking to buy that skillful red E300. She's a stunner, isn't she ?"He says to me, but what I hear in my fountainhead is blah, blah, blah. My header likened the phone to the teacher's voice in the old Charlie Robert Brown cartoons.

"Tony, I am concerned in that car. What is the honorable OUT THE DOOR toll you can give me ?"I ask.

"wellspring, you're in luck, we have a great deal on exceptional financing for all new customers,"he begins.

"Tony, Tony, stop right there. I asked for your best out the threshold price,"I tell him.

"wellspring sir, we haven't discussed…."

I cut him off mid-sentence."Mr. Rollo, do you want to make a sale, or do you want to run off my time. I have niggling patience for clock time wasting. I work for a living. If you can't tell me what I asked you for either get your boss or I'm going to your competition,"I tell him sternly. I see BJ's eyes get prominent. Apparently, she hasn't seen anyone put Mr. Rollo in his place.

"Sir, I'll be right back with my honcho. The owner of the dealership,"He gets up sounding a bit defeated.

He returns a brace of minutes late with a slender man.

"Sir, this is Klaus. He owns this dealership,"Tony tells me.

Klaus extends his hand and we shake.

"Mr. Klaus, we came in here to buy a Mercedes. No financing just to buy the darn car. Yet, your man here seems to require to waste my time. I work for a living and would like to get back to doing what I do. So, I'll ask you the Sami query What is the unspoiled out the door price on that red Mercedes that we just examine drove chisel with this hardworking lady BJ ?"I say in a stern vocalisation, now getting a bit annoyed.

"That car sir goes for $ 61,000 but I can let you have it for $ 58,500,"He says to me.

"And what if we want the blue one ?"I ask.

"Oh sir, that one is more expensive. The MSRP is $ 83,000 but I can let you have it for $ 79,500,"He tells me.

"And that's your in force price to me and these are out the door damage, tax, tag, and all your little preprinted fees ?"I ask.

"OK, I'll take both and I want your authority that BJ here gets the deferred payment for the cut-rate sale. I'm only here because she worked so hard on this sale. If I didn't need to get back to work soon, I would have just left and gone to your competition. How long do you call back this will deal ?"I say with an air of superiority.

"Sir, we will have all the paperwork done and the railroad car ready in less than 90 minutes. Will that be sufficient ?"Klaus says to us. However, I see Sharon having a hard meter sitting still in her chair, the uncomfortable chair.

'' Mr. Klaus, can we go to somewhere that is more comfortable. These chairs really suck to sit in,"I say to him.

He leads us to another much more lavish office. I see the nameplate on the door that it belongs to Mr. Rollo.

We go in and sit down. BJ tries to excuse herself to go back out front to wait for another customer.

"Oh no BJ, you get to stay in here with us. You're our sales somebody you get to reap the rewards of selling us not one but TWO cars,"I say to her in front of Mr. Rollo.

He nods telling her to sit down and join us while the new car get-ready department preps the two railway car and their back-office citizenry prepare all the paperwork.

The three of us chat and laugh about lots of things. Sharon goes on a sales pitch to BJ about how good of a boss I've been. She tells her about today's adventure, the gun range, the class on gun refuge, the mythological dejeuner, and now getting her a new car. I think to myself that BJ is truly a mantrap. She is certainly more beautiful than the Gemini Corey and Carol While she is no Jill, nor Dakota, nor even Amy for that matter she is quite beautiful, you can see it.

A conservatively dressed madam comes into the office and sits down across the desk from us. She turns her paperwork around so we can see the two sales contracts as she goes over them line of business by line. Once she is done, she asks for payment. I write out the check to the name of the dealership and in the amount of money of $ 138,000, signing my name at the bottom. She looks at the curb and asks if I'm the new CEO of the society that she saw on MSNBC. When I tell her that I am, she asks if she could get a cellular phone earphone film of us. I tell her only if our sales someone BJ is in the photo.

The three of us stand together, the ladies flanking me as the back-office lady snaps three pictures trying to make certain she gets a good one. I ask that a copy goes to BJ as her first sale. She assures me that one will.

"BJ how close to breakeven does this sale get you ?"I ask her.

"Pretty close, maybe even a tittle ahead,"she says.

"Please go get our heartfelt Mr. Rollo,"I say to BJ.

Sharon knows what's coming next, of line, I have n't been shy about affair, I just do n't like Mr. Rollo.

"Ah, Mr. Rolf, I want to thank you. You made it easy for BJ to relinquish your firm. I'm taking her with us. If you think she still owes your house money, feel exempt to send me the pecker. I'll have my forensic effectual team go over what you say she owes you line by line. Should we witness even one penny out of position, I'll have no choice but to lodge ill with the California Better business organization Bureau, the California department of business concern, AAA, and any other agency I can think of. Please order Mr. Klaus we thank him. Goodbye Mr. Rolf, '' I say to him as I get up and allow for with BJ and Sharon.

As we walk to the door, I hired hand BJ the keys to the blue car.

"I want you to play along Sharon and me to my theater,"I say to her.

BJ stops, turns around and runs over to a desk. She opens the bum drawer and pulls out a handbag. She walks back over to me, stopping at the security desk and handing over her keys and security department tag to the guard and says goodbye to him.

"BJ, please hand me your phone,"I say to her.

She hands me her speech sound. I put my cadre number and the name and address of the Chateau on her phone and tell her to use the car 's GPS to get to my mansion. She hesitantly agrees. I can order that she is very anxious. I just turned her life upside down, but hopefully for the honorable.

As I get into the red Mercedes with Sharon, my phone buzz. It's Jill.

'' Hey, there Sexy. What's up ?"I say to her.

"Did you just buy Sharon a Mercedes ? They called to verify that you had the authority to sign a chit for that amount of money,"Jill says to me.

"fountainhead, Sharon has a new car. I'm very glad that I fulfilled my promise to her when I hired her. Hey, I have an musical theme about tomorrow, let me blab to you when we get home, oh, and I have another new person to fall in our group. I hired our car salesperson,"I say to Jill.

"How blonde is she ?"Jill asks laughing.

"Sharon, tell Jill what you think of BJ,"I say to Sharon.

"Jill, she's beautiful. I'd do her in a minute, you would also. I can't wait until you see the car that Jacques Louis David bought for me,"Sharon says as she hands the earpiece back to me. It dawns on me that we'll need BJ to set up the blue air tooth in both railcar when we get to the house.

As we turn down the service road to the house, I see in my peak mirror BJ's face. She is astounded at the homes. We pull into the courtyard of the Chateau. I see the gate guys have installed the gate, but it is still in the open lieu. I also see the protection guys van here. Although, I don't see the safe guy's vehicle.

Sharon parks her car in the absolute plaza of the courtyard. BJ parks the blasphemous car next to Sharon's car. We get out of the motorcar and head to the door. BJ is shocked and amazed. When we open the door and go inside, I was worried for a moment that she might just go by out. Her head is swirling, and she is spinning around trying to see everything. Sharon takes her hand and tells her to follow her.

Jill and Dakota come bouncing over to me. Both of my ladies give me a big romantic kiss. I take Jill by the hand and exact her exterior to the courtyard. I ask her,"Jilly, what's your favourite color ?"

"Blue"

"OH, MY GAWD, DAVID, IS THAT FOR ME ?"She says screaming with excitement. Dakota follows her over to the car. I toss her the key fob and secern her to take it for a spin. Both she and Dakota get in the car. They slowly circle around and then peel out of the courtyard heading down the service road at some ungodly speed, screaming all the way.

I shake my head and walk back inside. Sharon comes bouncing over to me and gives me a huge passionate candy kiss, right in front of BJ. When she breaks from the buss, she takes BJ's hand and tells her that she's going to get a tour of the hovel.

They bound off together. I smell some good food cooking, clearly, Sammy and Bobby are working. I go into the kitchen and ask what smells so good.

"I'm making grilled Chicken to toss into freshly made alfredo and egg noodles. Sammy is making some finger food appetizers and I think he's going to ca-ca a multiple layered vanilla and strawberry cake for dessert,"Bobby tells me. I look at the microwave oven clock and see that it is after 5pm. I feel bushed and sit down at the mesa.

I have a soft pair of hands cover my middle, but by the perfume, I can evidence that the work force belong to Amy.

"Hi Daddy, you have a node on their way over. She says you owe her for an unpaid vizor. Daddy, I thought Jill handled all the circular ?"She asks.

"Yes, my dearest, Jill does take care of all the real bills. However, I'm shot that our Guest is Dr. Ronda. She's referring to wanting to play with me, she hasn't had the chance in a while. Oh, Amy, this is BJ. I hired her away from the car dealership. She's going to be Sharon's assistant at the Hawk, so delight make water her smell welcome,"I say to Amy.

"Um, Mr. Greene,"BJ begins to say.

"David,"I correct her.

"Or Daddy,"Amy interjects.

"OK, David. Who are you ? I mean this business firm is bigger than the shops that I go shopping in. And you seem to bear beautiful women bouncing all around here. Are you, um, Hugh Hefner or someone like that ?"BJ asks me.

"No, Hugh Heffner changed the world. He made au naturel depiction of women into a worldwide magazine. I 'm just trying to fix my caller, Jaxson Inc."I say to her.

"BJ, in the mental testing drive you made mention that you dated an older man for a bit who convinced you to go a car salesman ? By fortune, was the older guy Mr. Rolf ?"I ask her.

'' How did you know ? I thought no one knew, '' She says with a stunned look on her face.

"I watched the way you acted around him and the way he dismissed you,"I tell her.

"What do you mean ?"she asks.

"When you thought you were supposed to go back out and wait for another customer, he just dismissed you. No realization for selling two cars, no thank you for doing a honorable job. He was content to just let you go away. He really got ticked off when I told him that you were to persist since it was you that made the sale,"I tell her.

"Yeah, he's dating the early new gal. She's even younger than me. She's just barely over 21 and me at 25 is now the old gal. We're the only two ladies that work for that franchise, all the other salespeople are men,"she tells me.

Melanie comes around the corner. She kisses me and sits in the professorship between BJ and myself.

"Who's this Jacques Louis David ?"Mom asks.

"Mom, this is BJ. I hired her away from the car dealership to be Sharon's assistant,"I tell Mom.

"David, this is your Mom ?"BJ asks.

"No darling, I'm St. David's boss's widow. My husband, David's party boss just passed away and David and Jill brought me back from my planetary house in the Hamptons to advert out here. Which I'm loving, especially with these cute guy wire that are here like Bobby and his similitude Sammy, who is in the other kitchen, '' Mom tells BJ.

I see in BJ's heart that she has question, I get up candy kiss Mom and even kiss BJ on the top of her head and head back towards my bedroom to take a quick shower.

When I get to my bedchamber, Amy follows me inside.

"Amy, darling, where is everyone ?"

"Well, John and Jennifer went downtown to get Diane from the office. The two CG guy cable are exterior at the pool and the twin are in the pool with them. Belinda and Allison are working in the studio. Well, you know where Jill and Dakota are. Mom you just saw in the kitchen. Paula went to the limo company as she had an issue she had to make up. Donna went to the call gist, she wanted to watch on something that she suspects happens when she's not there, so she wanted to impart them a surprise visit. Fred is taking the limo back. I don't know where Marcus is, and Mark Newberg said he would be back after 530pm. And of path, I'm here available to you if you want me, anytime you want me,"Amy says with a spark in her eye.

I put my arms around her and rend her to me. She stands on her tippy-toes to kiss me. We stand there for respective minutes just kissing. I pull her tightly to me. She puts her branch around my neck. I feel her petite eubstance press itself against me. I hear her moan into my mouth as we continue our kiss.

I hear a little whang on the bedroom door. I look over to see Sharon and BJ. Sharon brings BJ into the bedroom. She takes Amy's deal and walkway out with Amy leaving BJ alone with me in my bedroom. BJ turns around and around looking at the sheer size of the bedroom.

"Sir, I'm not sure how comfortable I feel. This is so surreal. You take me away from the dealership, you bring me to your home, you have all these beautiful women. What the heck do you see in me ?"BJ says.

"BJ you're a beautiful char. Would I like to have forcible intimacy with you ? ABSOLUTELY ! But, only if you 're unforced. Everyone who is section of my playgroup does this because they love sex and revel making someone else feel goodness. Everything is consensual and none of it has anything to do with their job. Play, don't play, it's all up to you. We have lots of good-looking guy wire and other than John and Diane and Jill and I everyone is single. John and Diane are engaged, but they play with everyone. Jill and I are married, but we also play with everyone. If you would like to take on, just pick someone out and recreate, we're a very friendly caboodle. If you are bisexual, virtually all our women here are bisexual. If you know what a swinger is, that probably defines us the best,"I say to her.

"I don't know. I'm nervous. Sharon can't block up talking about you and your ability to please a fair sex. But I see this beautiful petite char who just left this room, what 's her name, Amy ? How do I vie with that ? '' She asks.

'' BJ, this is not a contest. As I said, we are just a friendly bunch. When Marcus gets here, I want to introduce him to you. He 's just a bit older than you but he 's a real lover. All the women just love to diddle with him. I think that he would be a groovy first guy to play with."I tell her.

"Well, sir, if you think he's a adept one to start with, I'll be willing to try. At some item, can I put to work my way up to you ?"She asks. Somehow, I just knew that this doubtfulness was lurking in her head.

"favourite, you don't need to act upon up to me. I'm available to you virtually anytime. Although, I do have a dear friend who wants to play with me tonight coming over, Dr. Ronda,"I say to her.

I step forward. I put my arms around her and list in and osculate her. She responds a bit more than I anticipated. Her lip parts and her tongue snakes its way into my lip. I feel my cock beginning to encamp out my dress pant. She feels it as well, reaching down and squeezing my nearly upright tool. I caress her back. I begin to unbutton her blouse. I let it drop to the storey. I reach around and unclasp her bra letting it also fall to the floor. She begins to unbutton my shirt letting it lessen to the floor as well. Her hands begin to search my chest as she pulls my tee shirt over my head. I scoop her up in my weaponry, honeymoon style and lay her on the looseness bed. I slide her slacks off her. I see that she has these cunning beige lace panties. I remove them. While I'm standing at the side of the bed, I unbuckle my own pants letting them fall to the floor. I slide my boxers down as well. I hear a small pant as she sees my difficult cock pointing to the ceiling.

I get into the bed, moving my cheek between her thigh and leaning in to bat her fair sex. She spreads her legs grasping my fuzz and pulling me into her. I begin to lick and nurse her tasty sex. I feel her getting wetter with each lick. I gently put two fingers inside of her scraping on her G-spot. This makes her moan loudly as she splashes my hand and wrist. She is moaning loudly now, pulling her knee joint up towards her face giving me more access to her womanhood. I keep curling my fingers inside of her making her orgasm more and more until the big one hit like a mac truck.

"OH GAWD St. David, THIS feeling SO WONDERFUL, YOU ARE SO AMAZING, SHARON IS RIGHT, YOU ARE AN AWESOME LOVER,"she says to me as a huge orgasm bankroll through her body.

Another orgasm rolls through her body as I keep curling my fingers on her G-spot."OH David, I'M CUMMING SO HARD….SO HARD….SO….HAA,"She doesn't finish the phrase as a third base climax rolled through right on top of the 2d one. I let her gather her Mary Jane after the third coming. I pull her in close and just kiss her. She wraps her legs around me and deplumate me in tightly.

"David, this is so much better than anything that I've experienced before. Thank you for taking me away from that ugly place. I guess at some point I need to go place and prepare for tomorrow,"she says to me.

"BJ, you don't need to go home tonight. I have sight of room here. We'll work something out. I just know you will enjoy our group. This is only the offset of your intimate awakening,"I tell her.

She pulls herself into me and kisses me passionately. She lays her headway on my chest and just Menachem Begin to circle her fingers through my pectus pilus. It doesn't take long before I hear her lightly snoring as she has fallen asleep in my arms.

I hear Bobby and Sammy announce that dinner is cook. I gently get up from underneath BJ and nous out, putting on my basketball shorts and a tee shirt. I leave my bedroom door open. When I get to the life way, Dakota and Jill are just coming back in with huge smiles on their faces. Clearly, they loved Jill 's new car. I got kisses from Dakota and a bigger kiss from Jill. I whisper in Jill 's ear that we have a new phallus of the playgroup in our play bed. Jill smiles and says, `` Well, that did n't take very long, '' giggling at me.

We all head down to the kitchen to get some food. I see John and Jennifer and Diane are all here. Amy asks me if I enjoyed the new gal, I just nodded yes. She smiled and said,"I suspected you would,"smiling the unharmed time.

I made myself a big plateful of nutrient. I thought about just how Nice my life has become since I became a chauffeur. Tomorrow is another day and Jill and I must forgather this investment group about the horse tracks. We all eat our dinner party enjoying each other's company.

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