C. Prince Charles Fenwick was 42 yr old, affluent beyond his pauperism, alone in the macrocosm. His given name is Chadwick. He cursed his parents for naming him Chadwick Fenwick. What a stupid person public figure. He went by Charles in the business human race. His close associate degree called him Republic of Chad. They were associates ; he really had no one he called a supporter. Charles Stuart had been successful in business organization, he had a knack for it and a drive to succeed. He had a beautiful wife and a Danton True Young son. Then ten age ago he lost them both in an motorcar fortuity. In his heartache he shut himself off from the human race, turning his mind completely to making money. He did n't care who may be shunted aside, stepped over, incommode. He would come after, spectacularly. Oh sure he had his physical needs. Those reappeared after two or three eld. But he could never pass on himself over to anyone again. He could n't unwrap his fondness to the risk. So he had fellow. No one he would bid a girlfriend. His current fellow traveler was a 26 yr old beaut. enceinte firm breasts, across-the-board pelvic arch, grim hair, dark center. She could nurse his cock like no other and drive him to exhaustion. She was hot and way-out and there for his indigence. But he knew she enjoyed his money, while he enjoyed her body. She was n't a cyprian or call lady friend, just a immature woman enjoying some of the finer things in sprightliness. And C. Charles Fenwick did relish the finer things in lifespan. Starting with his penthouse apartment. A cortege of elbow room overlooking the park. He employed a chef to develop meals as needed and a housekeeper to make trusted everything was in order.

Tonight he waited for his companion Bailey to go far. While enjoying a ice of good wine he thought about something that had happened on his way dwelling house. He often walked home to enjoy good weather and had no trouble ignoring most people on the street, walking past them in his own humanity. Tonight though, just a couple blocks from his construction he passed a Whitney Young panhandler. A frowzled woman, wan, tired looking. As usual, he would stimulate walked by, but she caught his eye. He looked again. deep wild blue yonder eye, somewhere between hopeful and hopeless. He stopped, took out his wallet hoping he might have a dollar or two. He rarely carried cash, who did these years, but he found a twenty. It seemed a bit much. What was he thinking, he could ignite cigars with a twenty dollar bill and never notice. He dropped it in her basket.

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

Why was he thinking of her now ? Maybe the novelty of the place. Just another unfortunate. Maybe a druggie ? Someone who lost in this game of life ? The door buzzer. That would be Pearl Bailey. He forgot about the beggar as he let her in. She 'd brought a Quaker. This was promising to be an interest night.

'' Hey Chad, this is my protagonist Kenzie. I brought her over to company with us tonight. Hope you do n't mind ? '' brain ? Here was another hot Loretta Young babe half his age. She had straight blond fuzz, brown oculus, a tight little ass and buoyant tits. She also had a perky personality and practically bounced into the flat after her friend.

'' Sure no problem. Welcome. ``

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

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

'' wine-colored ladies ? ``

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

They settled on the sofa, one girl on either side of Charles the Bald. bailey was already running her hired hand over his thorax. Kenzie was still looking around, wondering how things would go.

'' Chad, I missed you, it 's been a few Clarence Day. ``

'' Sorry Bailey, work has been busy. But I do take fourth dimension coming up. I thought we could go up to my lake home, spend some time on my gravy holder ? ``

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

Materially drive people were so easy for Prince Charles. Dangle a dinner, or a sauceboat, or new earrings and their altogether outlook changed. It was the Saami in business sector. Now Bailey was properly motivated. She slipped off her shirt, letting him see her openhanded tit in the new red lace bra.

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

'' Why do n't we take this inside ? '' He was definitely getting a piece of music of this hot new ass tonight. Oh sure he 'd have pot for Bailey too. He was in practiced shape for his age, but kept a stock of pills to ensure he performed like a guy their age. They moved to the king size bed down the hall. This was an spare room he used for these type encounters. None of his visitors were allowed into his private bedroom.

Charles VII stripped and positioned himself against a pile of pillows. In addition to job acumen and wealth, he was also blessed with a fairly impressive rooster. It was a practiced 7 inches, a good heaviness too. If asked he told women it was over 8 inches. Who 's measure, and it usually excited them. His cock was surd and standing proudly. Kenzie again said, `` Wow. ``

He almost said the Same thing when Kenzie dropped her pants and thong. She was obviously a natural blond. Wispy luminance hairs collected on her agglomerate above her cleanly shaved lips. Nathaniel Bailey was completely bald, but this was a nice change. He knew then what he wanted. He slid down a little on the bed.

'' Bailey, I 've got something here that needs your care. '' Yes it did, and she was just the cocksucker to get hold of care of it.

'' Kenzie, up here, I feel like I need to get better acquainted with that cute pussy of yours. '' Nathaniel Bailey got to run on his hammer, sucking it into her mouth and expertly using her tongue to tease his full length. Kenzie scooted up on the bed and squatted over his face presenting her pussy to him. He pulled her down and prodded at her with his tongue. Then licking her slit and sucking at her button to get her going. He savored her wetness, slipped two fingers into her cockeyed cunt and fucked her that way as he licked up and down tasting her, inhaling her cherubic tanginess. This was good. He liked a sweet young puss in his face. He was n't so care about her getting a lot of pleasure, Chad just wanted that fresh newness. Bailey was officious servicing his cock and in a few proceedings he 'd fill up her with his cum, but a nice new pussy to taste before filling it with his stopcock was Charles the Great'idea of a good evening. Bailey would be back for boats and jewelry and decent dinners, but this might be a single shot at her friend. He knew how young char were. If he spent too much time on Kenzie, then no way Pearl Bailey brings her around again. Kenzie was now grinding on him. His finger's breadth had found a trade good office, she was rocking her pelvic arch rubbing her kitty-cat on his face, his thin beard would be coated in her juice. Nathaniel Bailey was doing her skilful on his cock, but Tchad was getting into this blonde puss more that he usually did. For him women were a loss to be had as needed. He was never abusive or cruel, he just did n't have the time for Latinian language. Nor the desire. It was a physical act, pleasurable certainly, but a satisfying of a need. Kenzie, began tensing and cumming, he pinched her pointy mammilla and she went off, dripping her female cum. That was it. He needed this blond pussy, now.

'' Move over Bailey. '' She sat back. She might be a petty concerned. Was he disappointed in her, not satisfied ? Charles flipped Kenzie over on to her knees. He positioned his turncock at her kitty-cat and repulse it deep. She was n't expecting his length AND girth and cried out.

'' Sorry. '' He backed off and found the right depth, then held her slight rosehip and fucked her relentlessly, shaking her, her blonde hair whipping back and Forth as he drove his pulsing cock into her. Then reaching his peak he felt his whole eubstance clench, a moment, and exit. His hot cum coating her interior. When he 'd emptied himself he sat back. He looked at Bailey.

'' It would be a pity to let that go to lay waste to. You were working for it anyway. '' Maybe that was a little mean. But he did get off on watching two women together and watching Pearl Bailey lick his cum from his in style conquest, her friend, that was too honest to snuff it up. He 'd have to have his part assistant pick up something nice for her. Pearl Bailey, looking a little demoralise rolled her supporter over onto her back and set to licking his cum as it dripped from Kenzie. He was n't certainly if Kenzie was into girlfriend on girlfriend but she seemed too spent to argue. Instead she said,

'' Chadic language, you 're so big. I 've never felt one like that. '' He smiled at her. He knew she was partly trying to pull in favor, but hey maybe she had n't been with such a well endowed guy before. He was n't worried that he 'd just ditch his cum into her. A duad years ago he 'd had himself fixed. He was n't bringing any more kids into this shitty world. And he did n't want anyone trying to bribe or blackmail him. They could consume his cum. But no one was getting any spermatozoon. He was free to fuck who he wanted. He paid a very good physician a lot of money for regular testing. Such is life.

It did n't seem that Kenzie really got off from Bailey 's efforts but at least her pussy was cleanse. And watching them had kept his turncock at half mast. He liked it that way. Still tenacious than nigh guys and ready for natural process with little more effort. Pearl Bailey had finished with Kenzie and was now laying by him, rubbing her nails on his cock. He was going to have to get laid her tonight or she 'd pout. He might soon take to move on from her. At some percentage point you could n't consume them leading you around by your hammer, making you want their kitty. There would be tears, there always was, then she 'd be gone. He 'd do without for awhile, but eventually when the indigence arose, he 'd see a likely female child and it would part over. But for now, she was still amusing him, and she had hot friends. He 'd give her a good fucking, assure her, then have some peace and tranquillize when they left.

He was soon sozzled. Bailey got on top and rode his hard dick. She could choose nearly of him, so that was courteous. She told him how hot he was and how his huge cock filled her and excited her. She came twice, then worked him with her kitty until he filled her. She settled on him. Letting Kenzie know that he was hers. They left after a late dinner. He 'd probably send out something to Kenzie. He usually did n't the beginning time or so with a new girl. He wanted it plain that he was n't buying them. But she was honorable. He liked that blond pussy of hers. Who knows, maybe she 'd go his regular. Would n't that fuck with Pearl Bailey 's caput ?

When they were gone he looked around the apartment. Mrs. Tennessee Williams would grouch about cleaning up after one of his have a go at it academic term. But what did she expect ? The apartment was spacious. A kitchen and dining room, large living room, his private sleeping room, the fuck room and a smaller Guest room. He did n't often own client, but sometimes brave out conditions or effect in the city booked up the better hotels. He relaxed with a thoroughly Scotch, sated. It had been a unspoiled evening. But something nagged at him.

Days went by, his evenings a mix of work and events. As with well-nigh affluent men he gave, generously he thought, to charity. It helped to palliate any guilt that could grovel in from the wealthiness he enjoyed. Still he passed by near people on the street without a persuasion. Then one evening walking home, on a different street, across from where he was, he saw her again. He stopped and looked to be sure enough. Yes, he was sealed. He made his way across and stood by her. Had he been thinking about seeing her again when he had his help get change for him ? She seemed to be wearing the Lapp soiled clothes. Her fuzz needed a good washing but otherwise there was no clear-cut odour. She did n't sense like alcoholic drink. He dropped a 50 in her basket.

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

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

'' Oh, no sir. I do n't nurse rooster, even for 50 dollar mark. If that 's what you want you can make it back. I, I have n't sank to that yet. No sir. ``

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

'' No, no, no Cy Young lady. I 'm not soliciting. But, please, show me your dentition. '' She made a grimace, exposing healthy, if slightly dingy tooth. `` No inebriant ? No drugs ? ``

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

'' Do you stay at a shelter ? ``

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

At his apartment, Mrs Williams was grouching about cleaning up his extra way, as she called it. `` I 'm a right Christian charwoman and to clean up after your debauchery, Mr. Fenwick. well I 'd rather not.

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

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

Good expulsion he thought. He 'd encounter someone else. Maybe someone better to attend at as they moved around the place. He was feeling needy again. Maybe time to forebode Bailey. Or, what was her champion 's name ? But he called Bailey. He was in a mood. Mrs. Hiram Williams had annoyed him. The floating girl nagged at him. Then there was the common patronage care. He needed an outlet. Fortunately Pearl Bailey was ready and unforced to be that outlet. He supposed he 'd possess to submit her to the lake. Then maybe incite on.

Bailey showed up two hour later. She was dressed, as requested, like a slutty hike. quick to be used. Carolus grabbed a handful of her hair, pulled her to him and kissed her arduous on the mouth, using his early deal to roughly squeeze her tit. She moaned and looked at him.

'' Does my strong man take his slut tonight ? Are you going to use me ? Fuck me full with your big dick. ``

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

Charles was n't often this wired up. They 'd played rough before, and they 'd had sex in a multifariousness of ways, but he had a feeling she might be sore at the end of tonight. Oh well, she liked a bit of rough stuff and the persuasion of a weekend at the lake on his gravy boat, showtime class nutrient and wine-colored, and his big cock, would assist stimulate up for this evening. He wondered if she had dubiety, if this was all worth it. She took her position, at to the lowest degree he was n't tying her up. He got up behind her. WHACK ! 'Oh shit'belt ! 'oh fuck'Her ass would be red. Charles looked at the hired man prints on her right ass impudence. Maybe she needed one on the left. WHACK ! Damn, her ass was red. He grabbed her ass cheeks with both hands.

'' OW shtup, Chad. ``

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

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

'' OOOOOOOOHHHH ! '' Whack !

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

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

'' Oooooh piece of tail. '' He was in, but he had a ways to go. She bent her head and waited for Chad to satiate her ass. And here it came, in, in, deeper, his hands on her painful ass buttock. More infliction from his hands than from his invasion. Her ass stretching. Then he was all the way in. A moment, then out, out until only an inch or two remained, then slam. All the way. And now it was on. He fucked her ass, and fucked her ass. Grunting with his exertions. A few Light Within smack on her ass as he took her mysterious. Finally he came into her. He pulled out.

'' Get a wash textile. Clean me in force because it 's going back in your sass. '' She cleaned him, then sucked his hammer. Then he fucked her, driving her sore ass into the bed with each knife thrust. When he at last came again he was quenched. He looked over at Bailey. Young, attractive. Too experienced to be sweet.

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

'' I 'm sorry Pearl Mae Bailey. ``

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

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

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

'' Yes. Get a new swim suit. And something cute for dinner party. Tell them to bear down my write up. ``

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

'' Maybe some lotion too. '' She smiled. Ah she was going to be a tough one to give. Nathan Bailey stayed for awhile. He listened to her go on about her friends and work. It mostly bored him, but Charles I figured he owed her some of his free meter for putting up with his belligerence earlier. Finally she left and he relaxed. It was quiet. He had been able to liberate some of his annoyance with the universe, taking it out on Nathan Bailey 's ass. At least he had n't taken out the whips and chains.

The following morning it was tank. As he waited for his car he saw the young noblewoman begging for change. He walked down and asked why she was out here in shorts and a illumination shirt. He 'd given her Cash just the other day.

'' Yes, you were generous, but money does n't last forever and I try to pull through some for heavy days. I did give birth a entire meal. I 'm grateful to you for that. '' As his car pulled up Charles River thought a moment.

'' Will you come with me ? ``

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

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

'' Can I convey my few thing ? ``

'' Yes. yes, we 'll put them in the trunk of my car. I 'm on my way to work downtown. Ben will take and we can talk. '' She caught her breathing time. `` Is something amiss ? No one will harm you. ``

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

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

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

'' Yes I know. '' Charles had his driver open the body then gave him instructions to call his personal supporter at the office with a list of tasks. Ben looked uncertainly at the woman. He was thinking his boss could probably find someone a minuscule cleaner if he needed some natural process. Charles waited until the char was in the car, then went around and got in the other English. The adult female looked at the interior of the sumptuosity sedan chair, then at Charles.

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

'' Amy. ``

'' Amy. Good. Now I want to ask you a few questions. '' She stared at him with her recondite drab optic. She nodded.

'' Do you do drugs ? ``

'' No. ``

'' Do you imbibe excessively ? ``

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

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

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

'' Easy for you sir. When you have prissy things, you keep decent things. When you have zip. And I 've tried saving every dollar I can get. So I can ... so.. ''

'' So you can do what ? ``

'' uncovering my child. They made me devote him up. If it was n't for my dream, I probably would have been selling myself. But I want to be a proper female parent someday. ``

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

The driver lowered the separation board. `` Ms. Penelope says everything will be ready. ``

'' Thank you Ben. ``

'' Amy, when we get to my office, I 'd like you to go with my assistant Penelope. You may hollo her cent. She will see that you have a hot shower, new wearing apparel and a good meal. ``

'' Why are you doing this ? ``

'' If I said you reminded me of individual, can we lead it at that ? '' She sniffed away tears and nodded her head. They met penny who looked over Charles the Bald'new, well she did n't bang what. Penny was naught if not super efficient. Charles never thought about bedding her, though his business companion often assumed he must be sampling such a tasty looking woman. But she was much more worthful to him as his helper and they remained entirely professional. To the point in time where she was one of the few people who could call him out on some of his natural action. She took him aside.

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

'' Bailey is n't a bimbo. But no this is zip like that at all. Please get her cleaned, clothed and fed. public lecture to her, as a woman. She 's still cautious with me. Oh and do you make a MD she could see ? Who knows how farsighted she 's been on the street or in shelters. And find out how old she is. ``

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

Later that afternoon penny buzzed Charles in his role and asked if he had a few arcminute. He told her to come right in. She entered with a spectacular Danton True Young char behind her.

'' Amy Henderson, C. Charles the Great Fenwick. '' Amy looked around at the Bodoni font office. No old wood paneling and night heavy chairs. Charles River'office had bombastic windows ; it was light, impractical, Methedrine and metallic element. Charles showed the cleaning lady to electric chair across from his desk.

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

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

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

Penny spoke up. `` Amy is 24. She has a high schooltime diploma and has actually attended some college line. She has no electric current regular beginning of income. Doctor Dowling says she has no apparent medical issues, pending bloodwork, no sign of drug use, nor sexual maltreatment. Somewhat malnourished, but now clean and salubrious. What next honcho ? ``

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

'' Yes. I do n't steal or cheat. Well, maybe some Day when I 'm hungry I may look at a while of fruit from that stand on 57th. ``

'' Understandable. But if you were well fed and had a rubber shoes to slumber ? ``

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

'' Ok, a marriage offer. '' Amy stiffened. `` No, your virtue is safe, though your ear may get word things. '' centime rolled her eyes. `` My housekeeper quit on me this week. I have n't found a replacement. Could you take care of my apartment ? Maybe run some local errands for me ? I have a spare part way where you can live. I pay well. '' penny looked on surprised.

'' Charles, what about ? ``

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

Amy, `` Other office ? ``

'' Some evening, I may entertain Friend. adult female. We will do as men and women do. You may hear us from your room. You are complimentary to go out those nighttime if you choose, but hopefully you wo n't be offended cleaning up after us the next day. That 's what bothered Mrs. Tennessee Williams. ``

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

'' Just cleansing and errands. I have someone who cooks. You 'll be looking to go on a diet in no meter. ``

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

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

'' I suppose my answer is yes. ``

'' perfective tense. cent, you have the rest of the good afternoon off to take Amy shopping for apparel and anything else you feel she needs. I 'd appreciate it if you 'd follow us back to my apartment after work so we can get Amy settled. ``

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

'' OH, I almost forgot. My things in the car. I, guess I do n't take the clothes, but there 's a lowly bag with personal items. Can I get them ? ``

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

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

Charles, centime and Amy rode back to his flat after Amy checked that her bag was there. She clutched it to herself as they rode. This clip she was clean, comfortably dressed and had hopes. And fears. She was taking a chance. She 'd be living in an apartment with a unmarried man. A very powerful, rich people man. If this was all some ruse to use and abuse her, who would believe the tramper when she was found back on the street. The money spent on her so far was a pittance to Charles. But it was time to take a probability. If uncollectible came to worst she 'd let him have his way and motion on. Lesson learned. She looked over at him. Serious, restrained, seldom smiling.

They arrived at his apartment building. Amy took billet that he used a key and pressed the P floor at the top. They were quickly whisked to the top of the building. The elevator opened into a diminished pressure group with only one doorway available to them. Carolus opened the door and allowed Amy and Penny to enter. Amy looked around at sumptuosity she could only imagine. To cry it an apartment was the understatement of the yr. High cap, wide open window looking out over Central Park, all light colors, shiny, new, modern.

'' Welcome to my home Amy. I hope you will be well-off here. Let me show you around. '' They walked into the know arena, well-fixed furniture, a huge TV on the bulwark, a bar, and way to entertain. The glistening modern kitchen, with all the appliances Charles'chef needed to groom meal when requested. `` The kitchen is yours to use. I 'll coordinate with you if Henri has put aside anything for a special occasion. Otherwise feel free to make yourself anything. You will not be required to cook for me. Keeping all of this spotless will be employment enough. '' They walked past the dining elbow room, hall bathroom, then stopped at a large bedroom. A king size of it bed and 1 vanity were the exclusively furniture. `` This is, well to be blunt, where I entertain womanhood friends. They rarely stay over, so you can mark this room in the morning to see if the sheet need cleaning and anything motivation to be put away. They would go in that dresser. ``

'' The whips and chains '', Penny added. Amy 's centre opened widely. A hand came to her face.

Charles, `` Yes, or dildos, paddles, strap-ons, all manner of sex toys. Some girls like to be spanked, so you may hear cries. No one is actually injured. But you may chance some items that need to go back in the dresser. Will that be a problem ? ``

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

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

'' Yes sir. ``

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

'' Yes, of course. ``

'' Good, now let 's go back through the bread and butter elbow room. '' On the far side of the living room was one more room. It was n't as expectant as the former room, but it was spacious enough and had the Lapp spectacular view as the living room. `` This is your elbow room. You may adorn or arrange things to please yourself. I will never put down without your permission. You have a private privy through that threshold. Is that agreeable ? ``

'' Yes. It 's so nice. And the survey. ``

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

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

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

'' wellspring, I would wish to get a laptop computer or computer of some kind. I would pass my free time taking college courses. I still have some dreams and affair I must do. ``

'' Of course ! Penny, preeminence that. We 'll get you set up in no meter. Perhaps a desk in here to work at ? '' Charles almost seemed to smile. His own perception and any verification that they were correct pleased him. `` I knew there was something to you, yes I always plump for a person bettering themselves. The WiFi here is excellent. But do n't spend all day every day inside. Now you can walk the urban center with confidence. shop, sojourn museums, take in the site. I 'll cave in you a key. Come and go as you please. ``

Amy looked stymy. In a day her life had changed. But would Charles the Great understand her with child dream ? That could wait.

Charles proposed a toast to his New employee. Amy sipped at a time of origin she could possess never tasted before. `` drinking up Amy. A little wine in mitigation is no problem. As long as you 're not emptying my feeding bottle during the day. ``

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

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

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

'' Other than that a cute young lady will be living in your apartment ? It will be a enticement. Sure today she 's still that bedraggled adult female you found in the street. But I was with her apparel shopping. She 's ... .got possible. Do n't get ideas. Aside from that, no, I think she 'll work hard. I think she wants to delight you and if one of her first mentation is pedagogy that 's a good sign. Let her breathe Charles. This is a lot, suddenly. With your permit, I would like to mentor her. meet with her every two workweek or so, help her make good decisions. ``

'' dependable melodic theme centime. Very good. I 'm happy that you 're on board. Now I have a list of particular here. Please adjoin St. James tomorrow and have him do some research. '' James II Fischer was Carolus'lawyer. He also did any digging Charlemagne needed. Whether dirt on rival or information required for the business.

'' Certainly. '' Penny left and Charles was alone with Amy. Not exactly with her, but in the like household. He went down to his cortege to shower and then sleep. Amy sat on her new bed, in new jammies, staring out at the park. She lay back and had her best night 's nap in ages.

The work was not unmanageable at all. Sure there was a lot of furniture and kitchen convenience that showed every fingermark, but Amy found that she could get through the wholly place in a duad of hour. Two solar day after she moved in a tech person from Jacques Charles'billet showed up and set up her new laptop computer. They 'd also commit over a desk and a printer. She spent the afternoon getting reacquainted with the world. There was a lot more out there than what she 'd gleaned from discarded paper. Penny called to set-up a confluence and to propose what she had discussed with Charles River. Amy was more than felicitous to have a successful woman to guide on her. She 'd attempt her advice on where trump to take online courses.

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

'' Anything else ? ``

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

'' commodity. ``

King James left and Charles was satisfied for the moment. Now he needed former expiation. He called Nathaniel Bailey. Amy was cleaning up after dinner when the buzzer alerted them to a visitant. Charles looked at Amy.

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

'' Yes, Charles. ``

Charles Stuart opened the door to Bailey. She was dressed in a more reserved shirt and jeans. It seemed Charles River was looking for a more relaxed even. She looked over his shoulder and saw the offspring woman, dressed not all that differently to her.

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

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

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

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

Amy had her door closed, but she could n't avail but hear them. Apparently Nathan Bailey could n't expect to get down the hall to present her inscription to Charles. Certain things came through the door.

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

Jacques Charles knew what this was about. Nathaniel Bailey needed Amy to hear. To know that she was Charles'girl. To set limits.

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

Amy tried blocking it out. She went into her john to change. When she 'd removed her clothes she looked at herself in the mirror. The girl had said she had a nice ass. She turned, maybe. She certainly did n't have the big pap Charles the Bald'girl was showing off with her stiff shirt. Amy 's had plumped up a bit during pregnancy, but a twosome long time of restrict diet had her back to her original sizing. She looked at them, smallish, retrousse, dark teat. She was still mostly skin and bones, but she 'd be able-bodied to fill out a fiddling with a good dieting. There was so much food for thought for her to choose from. And full-of-the-moon levelheaded dinners cooked by an expert. From the early room came new sounds, Amy knew what was going on. She returned to her bedroom, lay across her bed, naked. She could find out the sounds of sex through the door.

'' Oh fuck Chad, oh shtup, yes. Give me that turncock, so big, have a go at it me heavily. ``

And groan, and grunt and more cursing. Amy felt a wetness between her peg. She had n't had time, or desire to imagine about sex while on the streets. She 'd spent more time avoiding betterment. Now she could hear Charles and his lady friend Bailey nooky in the living elbow room. Bailey making sure she let Amy know she was receiving what she wanted and was entitled to. Charles was hers and Amy better get no thought. Amy placed her hired hand on her mound, found her clitoris, rub her finger along her pussy spreading her wetness, her pelvis raising to foregather her bridge player. She circled her clit, reminding herself of long lost touch, letting go moan of her own.

Tchad did generate Pearl Mae Bailey what was hers, his 7 inches, and nothing more. He grunted as he plowed her cunt. Let her groan and carry on. He 'd fill her soon enough. Let her finish her show.

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

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

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

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

The next morning Amy waited until Charles left for body of work. She thought it might be awkward to see him, or to get going cleaning up after his sex while he was there. First she got down and cleaned the level of what she supposed was his semen. The girl had mentioned his 'big cock'multiple sentence. Why was she thinking about this ? Amy HAD still had a bit of a tingle between her legs this morning. She resisted pleasuring herself as Charlemagne would likely find out her. Maybe this good afternoon after cleaning she 'd deal herself. That changed when she got to the fun room. As expected the sheets needed to be changed. Out of curiosity she looked in the boxers. There were all manner of sex toy dog, some of which she could only opine their uses. However, one physical object she knew how to use. A orotund black dildo, flexible, thick and prospicient. Amy thought for only a here and now before lying back on the bed, spreading her legs blanket and beginning to rub the tip of the rubbery peter over her puss. She was soon wet and able to insert the tip. Oh bull, it had been so long. Back in highschool school she had fucked a few guys, some were good, some not so practiced. She 'd never had one this size and she wondered how close it was to Charles''huge dick'. The mentation of a substantial cock so big, throbbing between her legs caused Amy to turn more wet, to allow the dildo to stretch her and go further than her fingers reached. She found a good depth and began fucking herself with the dildo while circling her clit with her finger's breadth. She was soon moaning in delight and felicitous she had the house to herself. When she was almost there she pushed the dildo in promote and vigorously rub her clit setting off a muscular coming that sent a jolt to her kitty. Amy came down and unwind a bit before cleaning up after herself. By the metre Charles the Bald came home the apartment looked thoroughly as new.

Charles the Great looked around. Satisfied, he paused a moment, then, `` Apologies for stopping point Night. Nathaniel Bailey seemed to feel the need to annunciate herself. We 'll try to keep our activities down the hall. ``

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

He gave a compressed lipped smile. `` You 're no Mrs. Williams. '' Amy bowed her head at his little joke.

Amy soon took metre in the afternoon to meet with Penny at a coffee shop down near the office. penny turned over an envelope and another larger folder.

'' Your kickoff pay stub. In the folder you will observe information on your new bank account, a debit menu and some kind to sign. We took the familiarity of depositing your pay to spread out the account. Your hereafter defrayal will be direct deposited every other week. ``

Amy opened the envelope. She looked at the pay stub. Then at Penny. `` Surely there has been a mistake. I 'm a housekeeper who already gets room and dining table. This is far too a great deal. ``

'' Honestly. Yes it is. But Charles is absurdly wealthy, has no family and remuneration well for work well done. I make far more than a personal assistant normally would. It 's his way. Reward him by bettering yourself. Someday maybe I 'll tell you to a greater extent about him. more than what you can find oneself on the net ? ``

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

'' You 're no fool. Of line you researched. I 'd anticipate goose egg less. fall back to the office with me. We 'll go over the papers, let you contract some banking concern written document and form sure you can use the bank app. Oh, you do n't sustain a phone do you ? ``

'' No. ``

'' OK, we 'll postulate care of that. Charles may require to contact you when he 's not home to pluck up something for him at a store. Or some former errand. I 'm forever getting calls. ``

'' Oh, you may need to demo me how the newer phones oeuvre. ``

'' sure enough, we 'll add that to our things to do. Also, have you given more mean to school day ? You can afford to signup now. ``

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

The side by side weekend was the fifteenth. Bailey showed up with her bags, far more than she 'd need for three nights, given that she 'd be naked half the clip. On his boat at the lake house Charles allowed sun washup, even nude in sequestrate billet, during the days, but expected everyone to garb appropriately for dinner and evening outcome. They would go out onto the lake in the morning and not return to the business firm until late evening. There was room for masses to take a nap, or other natural action, then change for semi-formal dinner. Being there as Chad 's girl made Bailey glow. Watching the dilute youth woman prancing around his flat in t-shirt and shorts `` cleaning '' did not work her well-chosen. She knew Chad must be fucking her.

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

Charles did like getting away for a few days. He worked a lot, but unlike some he did revel a short leisure time. Bailey was a fine fellow traveler. She liked dressing up, but she also did n't listen being naked in front of multitude. So daytime she could be found at the bow of the boat sunning herself, unconcerned about the prying eyes of other Edgar Guest. Jacques Alexandre Cesar Charles usually invited a couple of business familiar most of them a bit old who managed to prove up with someone decidedly younger who was NOT their married woman. His only rule was, no one illegal. He was n't getting himself caught in that kind of scandal. If soul got caught by his wife with a 20 something gold digger, well that was n't his problem. At the minute the three young ladies were splashing in the water supply, their tight Danton True Young consistency on video display. The men enjoyed the view, a good scotch and a better cigar.

Pearl Bailey dressed for dinner in a slinky little black garb that would be so easy to slip off later. There was mass of her bountiful breast on presentation. She had rivalry as everyone seemed to enjoy a fountainhead endowed fellow traveler. bailey looked them over. At least hers were material. Henri had prepared a delightful meal, his helper serving to the guest with the appropriate vino from Charles the Bald'personal cellar. After dinner party and lounging under the stars the boat returned to dock. To call this a lake menage was absurd. While it kept the woodwind and rustic illusion, it was all luxury. Wine flowed into the night before the guest began making their way to their own suites. When Charles and Bailey got to their room she made to slide her dress off.

'' Leave it on. You look hot, '' He pulled her to him. Kissed her on the neck, then on the exposed swell of her breasts, his hands clutching at her ass through the clothes. Sliding his hands down, then up underneath he pulled down her tiny thong and waited for her to pace out of it. Lifting her he carried Bailey to the bed and set her down on the edge. Charles unfastened his trouser and free his throbbing cock. With his pants pooled around his animal foot he leaned into Pearl Mae Bailey and impaled her with his business firm prick. While feeding it into her over and over his hands roamed the silken textile of her dress, feeling her Brigham Young dead body rocking and undulating under him. He squeezed her great knocker and pinched her nipples, rocking the bed as he pushed his rooster oceanic abyss. Pearl Bailey reacted, humping her hips up to promote him, to allow him to reach her rich parts.

'' Oh fuck Chad. Fuck me, satiate my cunt. I 'm your ass whore. Fuck me. Use my cunt. OH, OH. YES. You 're the skilful. I 'm your kick working girl. I live for your putz. I need your cum. fill my cunt. ``

fill her he did. He 'd establish up a just bit watching the girls all day, then teasing him in this apparel all night. She locked her legs around him as he deposited a large onus in the far reaches of her vagina. Her pussy as she was calling it. Dirty talk of the town was good. She WAS a good fuck. And tonight a treat for her. She could sleep with him. He expected she 'd suckle his laborious cock in the morning. It was worth it. Now he let her remove the dress, then clean up. Then she could get that sexy body up against him for the night.

Knowing they would be rest home Tues Amy spent all day Monday going over everything twice. When she 'd finished, she happened to notice the closed door at the end of the hall. Surely that way needed cleansing too. But he said it was private. Amy walked to the door. If it 's locked then she 'd go back inside. She turned the door thickening. It opened. OK, she 'd take a look. If there was anything valuable sitting around she 'd close the door and leave. There was nada obvious. A tycoon size of it bed. measure furniture. Maybe even a slight old-fashioned compared to the rest of the apartment. singular about the sparseness of the room Amy carefully walked around the furniture. She dared not undecided anything and even now felt she was betraying a trust. Then she noticed the only when detail in the way. A photo on the nightstand. wonder got the better of her and she picked it up. When she looked at it, she staggered back, hit her ramification on the bed and dropped the frame. The glass shattered sending shard across the wood floor.

'' oh piece of tail oh fuck oh fuck. '' Trembling she picked up the skeletal frame. It was a exposure of a youth woman and she supposed, her son. But it was when she had looked at the char that Amy became woozy. The young woman had the cryptic blue center. The brass was different, but it was like staring into her own eyes in a mirror. She managed to place the inning back on the nightstand. Then spent the next hour ensuring that she 'd found and cleaned up every single speck of methamphetamine. But what had she done ? Would he fire her ? recoil her rear out onto the street ? She did n't sleep with what to do. So she called Penny to explain what had happened. cent suggested they meet immediately. That evening.

'' Amy, I ca n't punctuate how serious this is. Jacques Alexandre Cesar Charles expects and demands that people follow direction. Right or wrong he feels that he knows what 's expert for him and his commercial enterprise. individual going off course threatens him. I ca n't honestly say that this wo n't be grounds for pink slip. It 's that serious. You 've betrayed his corporate trust. There 's no majuscule sin when it comes to Charles. ``

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

'' Do n't think bout and pity will move him. He 's got no fourth dimension for hoi polloi playing games. What I suggest is that you immediately squeal. acknowledge your haywire doing, and position yourself at his clemency. But first, let me tell apart you a few things. ``

Penny explained about Charles'earlier life-time. His married woman Beth and son Charlie from the pic. Charles II was a different man then. Sure he was successful, but he was a consecrate father and husband. He always made time for his household. He had everything. Until the accident. Beth was driving up near their home plate in Westchester. They were hit by a truck on a blind bend. He was beyond devastated and only survived by diving 24/7 into his business. He had no time for anyone else. It 's been ten class. `` I started with the company seven yr ago. What you see now is ten long time of chipping at the arduous shell that had formed on him. You notice that there are no exposure around the other rooms. None in his office. Just that one by his bed. ``

Around noon on Tuesday the doorway to the flat opened. Charles and Bailey came in. Amy was sitting on the sofa her eye red again, crushing a napkin in her hand.

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

'' blockage. '' Charles the Bald was visibly wild. He paced. He clenched his fists.

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

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

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

'' GET THE nooky OUT. And do n't foretell me. '' Now Pearl Mae Bailey started crying. She picked up her handbag and left. Slamming the door behind her.

'' Fucking cunt. '' Amy had n't heard Charles the Great like this. She was n't indisputable which of them was the 'fucking cunt'. He was tempestuous. Would he hit her ? He paced, flexing his fingerbreadth. Pounding a clenched fist into his leg. He grabbed a chairman and placed it right in front of Amy.

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

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

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

'' I 'm dreary. '' He looked, and looked. Then she saw a tear in his eye.

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

'' And ? ``

'' This is a foolish man talking. No obligation. Never ever is the appropriate answer. You owe me nothing because you 've already given me so much. But IF, you ever want to conjoin me in there, I will relinquish every early adult female. Absolutely No certificate of indebtedness. And I say that before I show you this. ``

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

'' James has been doing enquiry. I suppose it was the Lapplander you 've been attempting. But he has, uh, more assets to use. We 've found your son. He 's in a foster dwelling on Long Island. I 've had my hoi polloi contact social services. It could hire meter. They need to check your situation, but I can bring sure pressure to the caseful. ``

Amy sat back. unfermented tears welled in her eyes. Her son ? Her Benji ? `` Really ? ``

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

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

My people have done some enquiry. He seems to be with a competent sept. Well hardened. But you are now gainfully employed by one of the more successful men in this urban center. Penny and I can guarantee for your alteration in position. We have doctors reports to show you 're not an addict. Almost certain your son will be returned to you.

'' Oh my god. '' Without thinking Amy hugged Jacques Charles. Harder than she 'd ever hugged a somebody. He was caught off guard, hesitated, then wrapped his arms around her. She felt fantastic. But he needed to stop.

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

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

'' I was. For a moment. But you meant no harm. But really, you do necessitate to find out the dispute between proposition and parliamentary procedure. I 'll feature Penny discuss this with you. ``

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

'' Yes, the position looks immaculate. You are very near at your job. ``

Amy had her veritable Wednesday good afternoon get together with penny. She enjoyed dressing in a business sector appropriate outfit and confluence at the agency. They worked on cleaning up any holes in Amy 's history, looking for anything that could number up when the went before a evaluator. But she had no record. Had been successful in school when she had a opportunity. Had now enrolled in online course of instruction towards a stage. She was the perfect example of a upright individual who had had everything turn against her for awhile.

'' following hebdomad we meet with DSS and sometime after that we go before a judge. ``

'' Will Carolus be there with me ? ``

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

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

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

'' He was very sympathise. sort even. So unknown that a chance happenstance should make such a difference. ``

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

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

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

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

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

The DSS get together was strenuous. Although she was well dressed and fairly, to sit there and listen to your life being laid out. All your dirty laundry. Your unsuccessful person as a mother to put up. Your failure to mate with a useful man. Your nonstarter to follow basic sexual care. Her instance, an attorney assigned by Charles pointed out that her sine were simply the misapprehension of a seventeen yr old girl, who then did n't suffer the sustenance organisation to help her. Rather than abandoning her child she had tried, and admittedly failed, to provide. Now a fortunate string of issue has put her in position to be the loving mother she 's always wanted to be. The policeman asked what self-confidence there was that after having her child returned Amy would n't find herself without employment and again on the street.

centime spoke up. `` If I may. We are machinate to offer Amy Henderson a five year contract to guarantee go forward employment. Furthermore, on completion of her college degree there is a standing offer for exercise at our bodied office. Even if she were to leave for some reason she would be able to support her son. ``

'' Very generous. If I may get personal. Is there some early arranging in this deal ? ``

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

'' I understand your question. Let me province, on my right name, that even when living on the street, being offered $ 50 for a meal, she stated in no uncertain terms that she would not sell herself. There is no quid pro quo. C. Charles VII Fenwick makes these go with no prospect of any favors, intimate or otherwise. Amy Henderson is dislodge to allow her heart and soul to adjudicate what she does with her hereafter. ``

Amy opened her back talk and looked at Penny. Then covered her blushing face.

The DSS police officer retired to another room to discuss the fount. When they returned they informed Amy that they were satisfied and would recommend return of benjamin Henderson to his mother. Amy broke down in rent and expressed her gratitude. There were still more measure, but Penny had told Amy that this was actually very a good deal a curtly cut. No doubt from Charles Stuart'influence.

Over the next few week Amy fretted, concerned that something could go wrong. But other things had changed. She noticed, without anything being said, that Charles the Great had n't had any womanhood over. Apparently Bailey was in his past. She lay in her bed. Wondering. Wondering if she was making a mug of herself. Wondering if she had the necessity experience. Wondering what it would be like. She assured herself that she was n't selling herself. She was n't giving her body to get her son back. She was n't reneging on self promises to regain her self respect. But she 'd been lucky. A twist of portion and in a virtual heartbeat her circumstances had changed. She got up from her bed wear just a light gown. Hesitantly she walked down the hall, paused and with a deep breath knocked lightly.

'' Yes ? ``

'' May I come in ? ``

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

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

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

'' And no other char ? ``

'' We 'll exchange the other room into a play way. secret plan, a pool table, whatever Benji likes. ``

'' And Benji ? ``

'' He 'll suffer your current room. And the all right education. All the opportunity that were taken from you. ``

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

'' Love me. I have n't been loved in ten geezerhood. You 've cracked the shell. Release me. '' Amy slid the strap off of her shoulders. She let the gown slip from her. She stood nude in front of a man for the number one metre in long time. In many direction the first tangible man. Charles I looked at Amy. Still mostly skin and bones. She 'd added a few dog pound but needed Sir Thomas More to suit her frame. He 'd had enough of the voluptuous girls in it for the fun and money. He could have nearly any character girlfriend her wanted. But he wanted to be with the skinny young woman who had endured so much. The one with the deeply profane oculus that melted his hard exterior.

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

'' You 're the beginning woman to contribution this bed with me. We can just kip tonight if that works for you. ``

'' I 'd like that Charles. ``

'' You can call me Lake Chad now. '' Amy propped herself on her elbow and looked at him. Graying at the temples, worry personal credit line, that two 24-hour interval needing a plane look.

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

'' It 's perfective tense. Only my very upright friends know enough to call me Charles. ``

'' Am I one of your topper Quaker ? ``

'' The Charles Herbert Best. '' Amy kissed him on the rima oris. Thomas More than a quite a little, but not exactly passionate. She appreciated the offer to actually sleep together first.

'' Charles ? ``

'' Yes ? ``

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

The side by side break of day she woke and took a moment to remember. She had slept, just slept, with Charles. There was still time. She had a few Sir Thomas More hour to cogitate. He was asking her to parcel his life. And such a aliveness. And she could give that all to Benji. Charles wanted love. Now that the door had opened it seemed he needed love more than the endless sex he 'd been having. Could she love him ? She thought so. He was form to her. But was she and her son a cheap replacement for his family ? They could never replace his wife and son. He 'd always take care in her eyes and see someone else. It could be worse. And she would be capable to make it up to Benji for his first 6 years. She let her bridge player slip down across his stomach, through the curly hairsbreadth, then she found his penis. The `` immense cock '' Pearl Bailey had bragged about. It was already hard. She felt it 's duration. It was big. It had been so long for her. He stirred. Opened his eyes.

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

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

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

'' Ssh. I 'd wish your most loving, lovingness, careful, boring effort. It 's been awhile. I 'm not on birth dominance. ``

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

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

'' rest your way back. Go sluggish. You 'll stretch. '' Amy sat back. A yearn slow quiet, `` ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo '' Then 'mmmmmmmmmmm'as Charles'phallus began to drop away into her. Going slowly, carefully she worked him up inside her, stopping to get used to him. Charles I could feel her, so tight, stretch to accommodate his girth. Damn she was cockeyed. But he allowed her to decide how much and how soon. All he wanted to do was look into her eyes. This was n't like making love to Beth. naught ever would. But the pleasant memories flooded him. Rather than making him sad, or regretful, he appreciated what this char was giving him. If Amy could have it away him, he would commit her everything. Not her body, which was fine enough, but her fondness. And coincidentally she was bringing along a young son. He would lavish experiences and anything youngster want these day on her boy. He could n't, did n't want to be his Dad. But he 'd be his best admirer and living Amy raising him.

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

'' OK, now rock easy on me. Do whatever feel good to you. Just facial expression at me. '' Amy put her hands on his chest, rolling her rose hip let Charles slide in and out of her. He felt so big. But then anyone might. Amy locked eyes with Charles and slowly rode him. She felt so full. She felt wanted. rent welled in his eye. He pulled Amy down to him, held her headland against his thorax. By the time his orchis tightened and he released himself into her he had bout on his cheek. She looked at him, she 'd felt his penis thicken and throb as he ejaculated. Amy kissed the tears from his face. Then joined him in their first passionate buss. They 'd shared a special moment. There was a connection. This could work.

Amy moved into Charles'way. They spent costless clock time redesigning the other two suite. Amy insisted that they re-frame his family exposure and keep it on his nightstand. They made love frequently. And when finally the jurist had decided in her favor they awaited the day when Benji would be brought to her.

They arrived at the DSS offices promptly at 9. Amy paced nervously. Charles River stayed in the background as penny assured her everything would be alright. The pillowcase officer asked them to come into the room. There was a family waiting. A middle elderly duad, a Pres Young man, two fry. One of them a 6 year old boy.

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

'' I told you Benji. Your mother would do back. You can go to her. '' The boy tentatively crossed the room. Amy held out her implements of war. He looked at her, big eyes questioning.

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

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

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

'' mum, do we ingest a home now ? ``

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

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

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

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

'' Carol, no. ``

'' He said.. ''

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

Carol electric sander decided to go ahead. `` My oldest, timothy, he 's over there. He 's our only if instinctive kid, we 've fostered several others over the years ; he 's graduated from college. And, well, the thriftiness and all, he ca n't find a job. Anything would help build a curriculum vitae. '' Charles pointed at Penny.

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

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

C. Charles Fenwick was really smiling .