The Chauffeur ( # 28 ) Guns and former stuff

By PABLO DIABLO

right of first publication 2019

CHAPTER 1

When I woke up on Tues daybreak, Jill was still all entangled in me. It took a couple of second to disencumber and not rouse her. As I stepped into the shower bath, it dawned on me that neither the security Guy nor the logic gate people had made it here. I made a mental line to phone both.

I knew that our condom guy was now handling the curl alteration at the mortarboard. Need to make Sharon ask him to stop by at his restroom and stopping point installing the rubber that he left in one of the bedrooms.

I was excited with today's agenda having the Police side arm range 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 small-arm safety and usage. I suspected that both CG boy, Fred and maybe John have experience with a firearm. I haven't heard anything from any of the gentlewoman about previous firearm training. I smelled food being cooked, Baron Verulam and maybe some sausages, eggs, and toast.

There was a knock on our threshold. I unlocked it and found Jennifer and Paula standing there. Both were already dressed, smelled wonderful, and had big smiles on their faces as they were both excited in this cockcrow escapade. 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 have 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 ready for our adventure.

I got her up and going. I headed down the hall to our elemental kitchen. To my surprisal, I found both Sammy and Bobby cookery breakfast for everyone. John Lackland and Diane were already eating, of course, with John, that was an enormous amount of food for thought he was consuming.

"Good Morning everyone,"I said smiling.

I got lots of groans, a couple of good mornings back, and a couple of completely dumb because coffee bean had not taken impression yet.

I went around kissing all the ladies, warning Gospel According to John that I was NOT going to kiss him, which drew a big jape from everyone.

Amy told me that the security guy wire had already called and would be here shortly. The gate people said that since we had changed the public figure from The Commune to the Chateau it would take a bit More time to fix the name over the logic gate. The condom guy said he would submit attention of the safety's soon, as he was working diligently on the ringlet of the Hawk.

I pointed out to Amy that we needed a place for her to bear the protection to be set up, easily accessible to her, and being recorded on a swarm host. She said she already had a location set up just off the primary kitchen with a secondary location in the big kitchen. I was glad she had a architectural plan in mind.

Since I had already gotten dressed in my wearing apparel shortstop and a Cuban vogue shirt, I headed outside to the pool homes. I noticed the lighter on in the pocket billiards habitation that was now a porn studio. I knocked. Allison answered. I heard moaning and groaning in the ground. I saw both counterpart on their knees in front of guys that I recognized from the porn industry. I didn't see Belinda though. When I asked about her, Allison took my bridge player and led me to a punt chamber, where she was the centerpiece of a 12-man circle jerk. She whispered in my ear, how excited she was wearing her apprehension in the sign the former day and is looking forward to doing the Lapp affair again.

I asked her how using the studio was going, she said that she has had a enormous response and now has a belittled waiting listing, that included a couple of guy that specialize in the BDSM modus vivendi. I reminded her about that guy and his antic 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 license, which I was not going to collapse her.

I did lean into her and whispered to her that she is my favorite subservient. This made her smiling. 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 well-chosen she is now that she has a Dom that she can trust.

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

He opened the door for me. I responded,"No trick, it's not what you are hoping happened. I was just checking on our porn studio as I saw their Light Within on,"He just shook his headway and went on about his business.

This sunrise the house was buzzing. I wasn't sure what got everyone moving around so ahead of time, but with Bobby and Sammy cooking, the mansion smelled yummy. I took a plate full of eggs, blimp, syrup, and toast. The guys 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 formal dining elbow room table. She was mightily. I texted her that I had seen a pecan table somewhere and thought it to be a beautiful table, but that our tabulate motive to be able to seat 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 cheeks before filling her coffee cup.

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

I heard a splash and looked out to see the two twins naked in the pool. This drew a chuckle from the interior grouping. I sent John out there to check on them, which he did gladly. They reached up and under the pretense of him helping them out of the pool, they pulled him into the pool fully clothed. Those of us who were watching laughed out loud. John was glad being in the puddle with two naked twins. I looked around but didn't see Diane anywhere.

Both twins took to kissing can. They pushed their au naturel eubstance against him and began removing his dress. The first thing he removed was his wallet. He now needed to dry it as soon as potential. Thankfully, he did not give birth his cell headphone in his pants scoop when he hit the water.

Corey plunge under the water only to emerge with John's pants and bagger underdrawers. John looked over at the theatre and just smiled. None of us cared if he has some syndicate sex with the Twin Falls, in fact, I think a couple of the guys, like Marcus, envied John. I leaned over to Marcus and told him to go joint John Lackland, I 'm sure as shooting they would love to have you as an addition. Marcus wasted no metre in getting up, shedding his clothes and went running out into the pool. I saw Christmas carol swim over to Marcus and commence playing with him.

Amy told me that my boxes had arrived yesterday, while I was in the bedroom with Jill. She put them in the presence bedchamber behind the living room. I got up and headed there, with Amy following close behind. I opened the threshold to see about 50 FedEx boxes of versatile sizes. I didn't even jazz where to start. I told Amy that I wanted the twins and Marcus to handle the same sorting job here that they did at the Hawk.

As I went to flex around, Amy cornered me. She put her weapons system around me and pulled me in for a buss. I pulled her to me, figuring that she felt a bit lonely without Tina being here. I walked her out to the living room. She shed her clothes quickly and began shedding mine. As we both got naked, she sat me down on the sofa and straddled my lap. She positioned herself over my humanness 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 mouth allowing each former's lingua to enter our mouths. I felt her 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 rope after rope of my man seed into Amy. I pulled her into me, hugging her and kissing her. I felt her again reach an orgasm. This metre her unit body shook with an orgasmic rush. We declared our love for each other as I shot another beat of sperm into her. She wrapped her lithe branch around me pulling me inscrutable into her as I shot again and again. Her center glazed over, and I felt her body cramp underneath me yet again.

As we were uncoupling, my little Dakota came bounding out from her elbow room to see Amy and I untangling. She came right over to us, kissing each of us. I felt her bridge player rubbing my cum covered rooster. Her idle diagonal felt wonderful. 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 humanity in one deft motion. We began to rock back and Forth River. We continued rocking back and Forth River for quite a long time. She began kissing me, licking my neck, and playing with my ear. All of that felt wonderful. I thrust into her, shooting rope after rope into her. She moaned in total acceptance, 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 twat. She was making a mess on the leather sofa. Her pussy was expelling all the cum that I had put in there. She pulled out two fingers to the full of cum, licking them white. She moaned as she cleaned her own fingers. As my cock finally began to deflate, Amy took one last lick of my peter taking care to clean the cum from Dakota off my manhood. Dakota just smiled seeing Amy being submissive to me yet again.

CHAPTER 2

As the time for us to leave quickly approached, I remembered that Fred had left one of the limousine out into the court. He got up, got dressed and headed outside to go meet up the limo. He returned less than a half time of day 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 channelize to the pistol range.

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

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

Marcus was left behind with instructions about the security companionship along with instructions that the gate people may exhibit up as well as the locksmith putting the remaining safes into various rooms around the planetary house. He accepted the responsibility.

As we drove to the cooking stove, Jill told us about how arduous it was for her to larn to qualify on the range in the devil dog, although she was using Thomas More than just a pistol, she had to dispose with a rifle as well.

Sharon told us about growing up in a star sign where her Dad went hunting when the season came around. However, it was all a ruse to have a girlfriend on the English. Her Mom figured it out when he came home after a workweek of being gone ‘ hunting'but he had the demand same clothes on that he left in. She rummaged through his luggage only to find out a cunning lacy bra, certainly not one of her mother ’. They divorced after that hunting season. He married his ‘ girlfriend'about 6 month later.

Mom told us that Bob disapproved of guns saying ‘ that is the job for someone else'so he never had grease-gun in their residence. She never ever even handled a gun, let alone hit one. Fred offered his assistance 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 goon locality, lots of gangs, mass of distasteful masses many if not most had a gun. She said in high school one of her champion was brutalized at gunpoint. She was so shaken up that she ended up committing self-destruction. She told us that she is very apprehensive about this training. Jill put her arm around Dakota and said something in her ear that I couldn't hear.

Then the incumbrance was on me. I told them about the Sabbatum forenoon 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 firearm. We sat and listened to an instructor teach the kids about the divergence between a revolver and a semi-automatic pistol. He showed the kids how to be able to see at a weapon system and get laid if there is a safety or not, how to load and drop a shooting iron, as well as how to cleanse a weapon properly. I explained that at his age all his friends were enamored with guns. He told me respective years later as he became a teenager that his best booster billy club nearly shot the crime syndicate dog. He had found his Dad's .45 under his pillow and ran around the interior of the family when it went off. The dog ran and hid underneath a bed. He remembers how baton just dropped the gun on the base and went running to his sleeping room knowing that he was getting a beating 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 road. 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 teacher introduced himself and his assistant since Dakota had warned him about how expectant our group would be.

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

As we all took a bum, I noticed that Dakota was seated right next to Jill. Fred, both CG boys already had small-arm and carry permits. The instructor had us take out the carry permit form if we wished to be cleared to maintain and handle a firearm.

The first two hours of the grooming were…. well…. boring. requisite, but boring.

Before we were even allowed to handle a piece, we had to exit a short quiz about handling a gun that the instructor 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 bit behind. The instructor told us as we were working on the quiz that as you finish you then get to plunk a gun to get wind with.

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

Jill took clasp of a Glock 9mm. I picked up a tumid variant of Dakota's Kathryn Elizabeth Smith 9mm, this one had a longer stemma that fit my hired man better.

Mom, well she was quite funny, she picked up a gun like she was picking up a dead rat. This made several of us chuckle, but it was Fred who saved the day with her helping to take a gun to her size but not with such world power to overwhelm her. He gave her a Charter Arms 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 course, John wanted to show off, but the CG boy kept him in his buttocks.

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 with child gun, it's better suited for the movies and not in real number life. He selected a David Smith & Wesson 9mm which John took reluctantly and gave up the declamatory revolver.

In my top dog, I again see the due date tier of John growing. Not all that long ago, he would make argued about what gun he wanted, but here he listened to understanding and made the switch. Maybe I need to include him in a real number work academic term with me.

Now it was time to head out to the range, but before we did the instructor gave us each a pair of safe specs. He also did not give us ammo until we got to the range, he said he would then give us five rung each. Paula made us snicker again asking what a round was. The instructor explained that around was another word for bullet. Paula shrugged her articulatio humeri and Jill patted her on the back.

The instructor divided the group down the middle of the course of study. One half of the class went with the primary quill instructor, the early half went with the assistant. We all got up and followed our respective instructor with him putting each of us at offprint stalls in which to shoot from.

I chose the very end, closest to Dakota and Jill. I wanted to see Jill inject, but after hearing about Dakota's previous experience with a firearm, made me worry about her.

Somehow, whoremaster ended up on the other side of me. Jill laughed when she saw me and my phantasm, even Dakota laughed a bit seeing King John side by side to me.

In my drumhead, it thought this to be a rather easy task, boy was I wrong. I guess I should be happy that we were all shooting in the Lapp management at least. It was clear who had handgun training and who did n't. I was n't bad, all my rounds at least hit the butt paper. However, poor Paula and Jennifer had no circle hit the target paper. They were both ready to turn over up almost immediately. The primary teacher moved Jennifer and Paula closer to the CG boys, that way each one of them could sacrifice them gentle suggestions about being to a greater extent successful.

Sammy and Bobby also helped. They each made mollify mesmerism to Donna and Allison, although I don't think Allison was prosperous holding the gun. She kept putting the gun down after each dead reckoning. Sammy told her to fire all five rounds then put the piece down.

Next, to me, I heard five crack all grouped together. I turned and saw Jill coaching Dakota. Jill, the CG cat, Fred, and Sammy and Bobby all had put their rounds inside the opprobrious, but the CG Guy and Fred all hit kernel lot. The teacher offered to commute the target paper from a target to one of a ‘ bad guy ’, Dakota readily accepted the offer.

It was as if a light substitution turned on with Dakota. She put her next five all in the face of the bad guy……all five ! She smiled at her upshot, Jill laughed even the instructor made mention that sometimes you just need something Thomas More than a paper butt to make things click.

The secondary teacher went along the shooting telephone line offering to commute from targets to the bad guy target area, John wanted to try. He did ok, all five of his shots hit the guy, but there was no group. Bobby stepped over to John and suggested that he entertain the gun with one manus and the early hired hand act as a base underneath the gun stock to keep the backlash to a minimum. When toilet tried the suggestion, he got four out of the five together with the one-fifth one not part of the group but directly between the eyes. John was fix 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 utilise her weapon.

Dakota would take her five gibe, Jill would give her advice, and then Dakota would elicit five more. Clearly, Dakota was determined to master this and kept at it until her shooting became very much better.

I asked the instructor if we could get all our war machine people lined up next to each former and have ourselves a little shoot off. He shrugged his shoulders and asked the mathematical group if they would be willing, which they all agreed. In my psyche, I thought that one of the CG son would grow to the top. However, it was a surprise to me that although the CG boys were prominent, Fred and Jill took top honors. Fred put all five of his again centerfield sight on the regular object. Jill used the bad-guy butt and put all five squarely in the chest. The CG boys all had center mass shooting, but each one had one single shot that drifted and touched the line, whereas Fred did not.

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

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

I was impressed that both Sharon and Dakota were determined to master this skill. John the Divine, well he was his common St. John self, but he again showed mark of maturity date when he was given advice on how to further his shooting science set. All in all, we had a great metre. The instructor took a group photo of everyone together holding their gun in front man of them. He told me that he would make them developed and mail the set to us.

Once the training class was over, I felt it was time for another heavy lunch at Fred's favorite Italian eatery. Mom was excited to hear we would be going back there. In her judgment our rock-and-roll sensation would still be there, however, the rest of us just rolled our eyes 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 automobile, I pulled Fred aside and spoke to him. He assured me that he would take care of what I was asking.

Since the CG boy were Fred's nephews, I assumed that they knew of Fred's Italian restaurant. Oddly, they had no cue when I asked them to call ahead and let them have intercourse we were coming over, all 14 of us. Thankfully, Dakota had the number already on her phone and made the call.

Everyone seemed all hyped up as if epinephrin was pumped into everyone. There was lots of chatter heading to the eatery. Mom, Jill, and Sharon were all talking as if they were sister talking about the cute boy in luxuriously school.

"dad, would it be OK with you if I went abode instead of eating luncheon with everyone ? I'm feeling a bit nauseated and the thought of Allium sativum kale is making my tummy do flip flops,"Dakota said to me.

"Sir, I'd be glad to take Miss Dakota back to the home,"Fred offered.

'' That would be ticket, thank you, Fred, '' I answered.

As we pulled into the parking lot, Fred pulled up next to the doorway and let us out. I kissed Dakota before getting out. She assured me it was nothing to occupy about she was just a bit nauseated.

I got out and everyone else got out of their limousine. The CG boys were quite happy as they had never ridden in a limo before today. Yet, the buzz was still about the gun class and the shot. Everyone congratulated Jill on kicking the Hell out of the others, but Jill being Jill politely told everyone that they all ‘ let'her win. In my brain, I wasn't certainly 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 facial expression that I was worried about her. The last two sentence we had pregnancy payoff, there was more to it than just being nauseated. I decided to predict Dr. Ronda.

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

"wellspring, my aphrodisiacal darling, I'm actually calling you to please give Dakota a margin call. She is skipping lunch with the ring and is headed back to the house. I'm sure that I'm just being a big old worry-wort, but I want to err on the sign of carefulness. Will you look into 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 star sign collecting my doctor fees,"She gives me a straightaway phone kiss and hangs up.

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

Jill's phone buzzes.

"how-do-you-do, this is Jill Graham Greene,"she says.

There's a pause as I can only listen Jill's position of the conversation.

"Yes, tomorrow dawn would be fine. We'll see you then. Have a gravid day !"She says before hanging up.

"What was that all about ?"I ask.

"A enceinte stockholder of Sir Winston Leonard Spenser Churchill Downs wants to buy all of our horse racetracks. He's put an investor group together and they would wish to meet with us tomorrow morning at the hawk. They wanted to form sure they were not intruding on any funeral or family time with respect to Bob Jaxson."She says to me.

"wellspring, darling, you've told me that the rails are great cash cow, their operating price and liability insurance 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 good approximation. What do you think ?"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 black, but it wouldn't take lots for that to change."Jill tells me as I hold her seat out for her.

"Didn't we get them in the Happy, Happee Limo deal ? Weren't they bought under the limousine permission and we acquired them for following to zilch like the transcription studio apartment ?"I ask.

"Yes, we did. Let me take a fast looking but off the top of my head word we may be able to get them to lead the whole software system, including that one in upstate New York that hasn't made money in three or four years."Jill says. I just fuck it when she gets into the business enterprise musical mode, she is so sexy then.

The owner comes over to greet us. Before we even say anything, he has two bottles of Chianti and three field goal of garlic lucre being delivered to the tabular array. He also has various eyeglasses of water. Fred had mentioned that we would wish water with the repast. The proprietor did enquire where Fred was. I told him he is running one of our company home, as she wasn't touch well.

"Must have eaten Greek food, too a great deal lamb,"the owner says laughing. We all chuckled along with him.

I leaned over to Jill and asked,"favourite do you have a caller check with you ? I'll need one for after lunch,"I say to her quietly.

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

"What's it for ?"She asks.

"I promised something and it's sentence to pay up,"I say avoiding the actual reply with all the ears around listening.

It wasn't very long before scale full phase of the moon of spaghetti and meat sauce started arriving at the board. It didn't even dawn on me until we were eating that Diane did not connect us.

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

"Um, come up to suppose about it, no,"she replies.

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

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

"Of course, it was optional. I just don't remember her saying she was uncomfortable with gun,"I reply.

I get up and walk around the table and hunker down down future to John.

"Hey, where's Diane ?"

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

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

John takes out his phone and telephone dial it and hands it to me.

"HI HUNNY bunny girl,"Diane says thinking it was privy calling her.

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

"OH SHIT"she replies.

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

"pop, 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 John the Evangelist upside his head when he says something dullard,"I say to her trying to be funny.

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

"No, I just had a couple of sandwiches that I made before I left the home this good morning plus, I have a small salad to deliver in a bit,"she says back.

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

"wellspring, I keep forgetting,"she says.

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

I tell her that I'll see her tonight and bridge player the earpiece back to John.

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

I hold my handwriting out and aid her up from the table. We walk down to my point. One of the CG boys brings her electric chair. Jill scooches over and pull my chair over as well making way for Sharon.

I put her plate of intellectual nourishment down at the empty spotlight, wait for the professorship to be set in place and obligate Sharon's hand as she sits down.

Just as I sit down side by side to her, I see Fred walk in the restaurant. He gives me a quick quarter round up, so I know what I asked him to do is done.

"WOW, tiffin with the boss, '' Sharon says smiling.

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

"Oh, my goodness. This has been a crazy day. The gun range, the classes about how to handle a gun, tiffin here, this is an amazing work day,"She says with a big smiling on her face.

"Good, we have an errand to run after lunch before we head back to the Chateau. Oh, by the way, Jill and I need to book the big group discussion room tomorrow. I don't eff how long we'll need it but let me book it for the total day. Also, we need to own coffee, water, juice ready for tomorrow. We have an investment funds group meeting Jill and me tomorrow. Can you have that ready for us ? '' I ask of her.

Sharon stops eating and dials up the situation and has a quick conversation with individual and in just a couple of minutes 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 John, which I didn't think anyone could even make out close.

We all sit and train our time enjoying the food and the friendship of everyone at the table. Fred tells me that Dakota got a call in the car from Dr. Ronda and that she will stop by tonight just to check up on on Dakota.

"Oh, yeah sir, she told Dakota to tell you that your broadside 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 cash to pay for the meal and she gives me a caller check.

I get up and give thanks everyone telling them I need to guide to the office for a bit asking Sharon to bring together me. She willingly agrees.

CHAPTER 3

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

"We're not,"

"But you said…."she says.

"Just intrust me,"I tell her.

We don't change of location too far, about three sea mile before we pull into our address. A Mercedes franchise. Sharon's eye get big then tear up. I just smile. The driver pulls the car up to the front 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 wish to speak to your newest salesperson,"I tell the receptionist.

She picks up the telephone and telephone dial soul up.

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

"No thank you, we're mulct. How farsighted until the sales rep is here ? '' I ask.

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

We turn around and see a lovely youth woman standing with a big smile on her face.

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

"Ms. Johansson, you don't know us. I asked for the newest salesperson,"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 ribs from Sharon.

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

"OK, BJ, we're here to buy this Thomas Young dame a car,"I tell her.

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

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

"Those machine sir are Mercedes Benz, the finest machine on the planet,"she says with a big grinning on her face.

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

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

"Look BJ, we already know the type of MERCEDES. We just need to plunk out semblance and options and watch 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 clean out the color and the option,"BJ says.

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

"Oh WOW, I wish more bosses bought railway car for their hoi polloi,"BJ says.

"Um, did you just scream 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 start over. Hi, I'm David Henry Graham Greene. This is my building manager Sharon. My company is buying her a car of her alternative and she chose a Mercedes. Can you help us ?"I say to her.

'' Yes, sir. I would be glad to aid you. Do you have a mannequin picked out and do you know what color is available in the model ?"She asks.

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

"Which E class and what color,"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 available in nigrify, 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 comply me. I just have to stop at our security desk read them your license and get the tonality,"she explains.

We both get our licence 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 shot at her eh ?"chuckling as she says it.

"Would you expect anything LE from your genus Bos ?"I reply smiling the totally time.

BJ stops at the security desk who takes our licence and runs them through a political 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 pushcart to a row of E class Mercedes. Sharon's eyes light up when she sees the red one. She grabs my bicep and credit crunch as she is excited like a shaver on Christmas morning.

BJ begins her ramble about owning a Mercedes. 50 pelage of pigment, 15 coats of authorise lacquer, 5-star crash military rank, hand-stitched leather seats, seating for five, rear view photographic camera, claptrap, blah, blah. My eyes roll listening to the groom speech about the Mercedes.

"BJ can we take the vehicle for a test private road ?"I ask.

She opens the threshold and Sharon gets in the device driver's seat. I get in the plump for seat and BJ gets in the passenger face. Once we are all in and secured with the rear belted ammunition, she hands Sharon the key fob. Sharon starts the car. She is so stimulate that her hands are almost shaking.

Sharon listens intently to BJ explicate things about this role model. I just sit back and listen. The test drive takes Sir Thomas More than an hr as BJ wanted Sharon to experience all the feature film of the car.

"BJ what did you do before selling Mercedes ?"I ask. Sharon looks at me through the rearview mirror and grin. 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 previous 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 faithful twice, but they did not qualify for financing. I feel like I got hoodwinked, but I owe them for 12 weeks of a tie with no sales,"she explains to Sharon and me.

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

'' At inaugural, 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, narrate me what did you go to college for and what would you like to do ?"I ask.

"Well sir, I only got my AA academic degree in business finance. I would really like to have an authority job working habitue hours but feeling like I was accomplishing affair,"BJ tells me.

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

"Absolutely Boss !"She says back.

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

"Oh no sir, that one is more expensive. This one that we're in is $ 61,000 that amobarbital sodium 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.

"wellspring, 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 director,"I tell BJ.

We get out and capitulum inside. She stops at the protection desk and hands the key fob back to the security system safety. She walks us to this petite office with a brassy desk that has two crappy hard charge card chairs. She tells us she will be right back with her sale manager.

It only takes a couple of second before she appears with a guy who epitomizes the real definition of a used car salesman. She introduces him as Tony Hrolf.

"how-do-you-do sir, I'm Tony Rollo, sales director. BJ tells me that you're looking to buy that nice red E300. She's a beauty, isn't she ?"He says to me, but what I hear in my head is claptrap, claptrap, bombast. My head likened the auditory sensation to the teacher's voice in the old Charlie John Brown cartoons.

"Tony, I am matter to in that car. What is the best OUT THE DOOR monetary value you can give me ?"I ask.

"well, you're in fortune, we have a great deal on special financing for all new client,"he begins.

"Tony, Tony, stop right field there. I asked for your safe out the door Mary Leontyne Price,"I tell him.

"well 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 waste my time. I have small patience for 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 center get freehanded. Apparently, she hasn't seen anyone put Mr. Rollo in his place.

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

He returns a couple of transactions late with a slender man.

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

Klaus extends his hired man and we shake.

"Mr. Klaus, we came in here to buy a Mercedes. No financing just to buy the shit car. Yet, your man here seems to want to waste my time. I work for a sustenance and would like to get back to doing what I do. So, I'll ask you the Lapplander head What is the easily out the doorway Leontyne Price on that red Mercedes that we just prove drove chisel with this hardworking lady BJ ?"I say in a after part spokesperson, 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 take it for $ 79,500,"He tells me.

"And that's your best Leontyne Price to me and these are out the door prices, tax, tag, and all your little preprinted fees ?"I ask.

"OK, I'll contract both and I want your assurance that BJ here gets the credit for the sales agreement. 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 rival. How long do you think this will take ?"I say with an air of superiority.

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

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

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

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

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

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

The three of us chat and jest about lots of matter. Sharon goes on a sales pitch to BJ about how honorable of a boss I've been. She tells her about today's adventure, the gun chain, the class on gun safety, the fabulous lunch, and now getting her a new car. I think to myself that BJ is truly a ravisher. She is certainly more beautiful than the similitude Corey and Carol While she is no Jill, nor Dakota, nor even Amy for that topic she is quite beautiful, you can see it.

A conservatively dressed peeress comes into the bureau and sits down across the desk from us. She turns her paperwork around so we can see the two sales declaration as she goes over them stock by line. Once she is done, she asks for payment. I write out the check to the gens of the dealership and in the amount of $ 138,000, signing my figure at the tail. She looks at the verification and asks if I'm the new CEO of the company that she saw on MSNBC. When I tell her that I am, she asks if she could get a cellular telephone telephone picture of us. I tell her only if our gross sales mortal BJ is in the photo.

The three of us stand together, the peeress flanking me as the back-office gentlewoman snaps three flick trying to stimulate certainly she gets a adept 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 smidge ahead,"she says.

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

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

"Ah, Mr. Rollo, I want to thank you. You made it promiscuous for BJ to step down your firm. I'm taking her with us. If you think she still owes your house money, feel free to broadcast me the bill. I'll have my forensic legal squad go over what you say she owes you line by line. Should we find even one penny out of office, I'll have no selection but to charge complaints with the California better business organization Bureau, the California Department of byplay, AAA, and any other delegacy I can recall of. Please tell Mr. Klaus we thank him. Goodbye Mr. Rollo, '' I say to him as I get up and go out with BJ and Sharon.

As we walk to the threshold, I hand BJ the keys to the bluing car.

"I want you to follow Sharon and me to my household,"I say to her.

BJ stops, turns around and runs over to a desk. She opens the hindquarters drawer and pulls out a pocketbook. She walks back over to me, stopping at the security system desk and handing over her keys and security system tag to the safety device and says goodbye to him.

"BJ, please handwriting me your telephone set,"I say to her.

She hands me her phone. I put my cell number and the savoir-faire of the Chateau on her earphone and tell her to use the car 's GPS to get to my house. She hesitantly agrees. I can distinguish that she is very skittish. I just turned her life sentence upside down, but hopefully for the serious.

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

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

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

"Well, Sharon has a new car. I'm very happy that I fulfilled my promise to her when I hired her. Hey, I have an idea about tomorrow, let me talk to you when we get home, oh, and I have another new person to join our group. I hired our car sales representative,"I say to Jill.

"How blond 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 arcminute, you would also. I can't delay until you see the car that St. David bought for me,"Sharon says as she hands the phone back to me. It dawns on me that we'll need BJ to set up the blueness tooth in both machine when we get to the house.

As we turn down the overhaul route to the house, I see in my visor mirror BJ's cheek. She is astounded at the home plate. We pull into the courtyard of the Chateau. I see the gate guys have installed the gate, but it is still in the open posture. I also see the security measures cat van here. Although, I don't see the safe guy's vehicle.

Sharon parks her car in the absolute nerve center of the courtyard. BJ parks the blueing car following to Sharon's car. We get out of the cars 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 pass out. Her head is swirling, and she is spinning around trying to see everything. Sharon takes her hired hand and tells her to be her.

Jill and Dakota come bouncing over to me. Both of my ladies give me a big romantic kiss. I take Jill by the script and take her exterior to the court. I ask her,"Jilly, what's your front-runner color ?"

"blue sky"

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

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

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

"I'm making grilled wimp to toss into freshly made alfredo and egg noodles. Sammy is making some finger intellectual nourishment appetizers and I think he's going to make a multiple layered vanilla and strawberry bar for sweet,"Bobby tells me. I look at the microwave clock and see that it is after 5pm. I feel bushed and sit down at the table.

I have a finespun duo of hand cover my eyes, but by the perfume, I can tell that the hired man belong to Amy.

"Hi papa, you have a invitee on their way over. She says you owe her for an unpaid bill. Daddy, I thought Jill handled all the card ?"She asks.

"Yes, my dear, 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 opportunity in a while. Oh, Amy, this is BJ. I hired her away from the car franchise. She's going to be Sharon's supporter at the mortarboard, so please take a crap her feel welcome,"I say to Amy.

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

"David,"I correct her.

"Or Daddy,"Amy interjects.

"OK, St. David. Who are you ? I mean this house is heavy than the shop that I go shopping in. And you seem to throw beautiful women bouncing all around here. Are you, um, Hugh Hefner or mortal like that ?"BJ asks me.

"No, Hugh Heffner changed the humanity. He made nude word picture of fair sex into a cosmopolitan magazine. I 'm just trying to fix my company, Jaxson Inc."I say to her.

"BJ, in the test drive you made citation that you dated an previous man for a bit who convinced you to become a car salesman ? By fortune, was the honest-to-goodness guy Mr. Rollo ?"I ask her.

'' How did you hump ? I thought no one knew, '' She says with a daze spirit 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 hold off for another customer, he just dismissed you. No identification for selling two elevator car, no thank you for doing a good job. He was content to just let you go away. He really got ticked off when I told him that you were to stay since it was you that made the sales event,"I tell her.

"Yeah, he's dating the other new gal. She's even jr. 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 dealership, all the other salespeople are men,"she tells me.

Melanie comes around the niche. She kisses me and sits in the chairman between BJ and myself.

"Who's this St. David ?"Mom asks.

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

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

"No pet, I'm St. David's boss's widow. My husband, St. David's boss just passed away and David and Jill brought me back from my star sign in the Hamptons to attend out here. Which I'm loving, especially with these precious cat that are here like Bobby and his vis-a-vis Sammy, who is in the other kitchen, '' Mom tells BJ.

I see in BJ's eyes that she has interrogative sentence, I get up kiss Mom and even buss BJ on the top of her head and brain back towards my bedroom to take a quick shower bath.

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

"Amy, darling, where is everyone ?"

"fountainhead, whoremaster and Jennifer went downtown to get Diane from the office. The two CG Guy are out of doors at the pool and the twins 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 ship's company as she had an issue she had to correct. Donna went to the call center, she wanted to check on something that she suspects happens when she's not there, so she wanted to give them a surprise visit. Fred is taking the limo back. I don't know where Marcus is, and Deutschmark Newberg said he would be back after 530pm. And of course, I'm here usable to you if you want me, anytime you want me,"Amy says with a twinkle in her eye.

I put my munition around her and pull her to me. She stands on her tippy-toes to kiss me. We stand there for several minute of arc just kissing. I pull her tightly to me. She puts her blazon around my neck opening. I feel her diminutive body press itself against me. I hear her moan into my mouthpiece as we continue our kiss.

I hear a thin knocking on the bedchamber door. I look over to see Sharon and BJ. Sharon brings BJ into the bedroom. She takes Amy's paw and base on balls out with Amy leaving BJ alone with me in my bedchamber. BJ turns around and around looking at the sheer sizing 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 woman. Would I like to sustain physical liaison with you ? ABSOLUTELY ! But, only if you 're will. Everyone who is share of my playgroup does this because they love sex and savour making someone else feel expert. Everything is consensual and none of it has anything to do with their job. shimmer, don't play, it's all up to you. We have lots of well-favored guys and early than John the Evangelist and Diane and Jill and I everyone is single. St. John the Apostle and Diane are engaged, but they play with everyone. Jill and I are wed, but we also play with everyone. If you would care to play, just pick someone out and work, we're a very friendly bunch. 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 skittish. Sharon can't arrest talking about you and your power to delight a cleaning woman. But I see this beautiful petite char who just left this room, what 's her name, Amy ? How do I compete with that ? '' She asks.

'' BJ, this is not a competition. 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 devotee. All the women just love to play with him. I think that he would be a great first guy to play with."I tell her.

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

"Darling, you don't need to work up to me. I'm usable to you virtually anytime. Although, I do stimulate a beloved champion who wants to playact with me this night coming over, Dr. Ronda,"I say to her.

I step forward. I put my arm around her and be given in and buss her. She responds a bit more than I anticipated. Her mouth parts and her tongue snakes its way into my back talk. I feel my turncock beginning to bivouac out my dress bloomers. She feels it as well, reaching down and squeezing my nearly erect turncock. I caress her back. I begin to unbutton her blouse. I let it flatten to the flooring. I reach around and unclasp her bra letting it also fall to the floor. She begins to unbutton my shirt letting it fall to the floor as well. Her hands begin to explore my dresser as she pulls my tee shirt over my brain. I scoop her up in my blazon, honeymoon style and lay her on the bid bed. I slide her slacks off her. I see that she has these cute beige lace pantie. I remove them. While I'm standing at the face of the bed, I unbuckle my own pants letting them precipitate to the storey. I slide my boxers down as well. I hear a small gasp as she sees my hard prick pointing to the ceiling.

I get into the bed, moving my face between her thighs and leaning in to lick her womanhood. She spreads her pegleg grasping my hair and pulling me into her. I begin to lap up and imbibe her tasty sex. I feel her getting surface-active agent with each lap. I gently put two fingerbreadth inside of her scraping on her G-spot. This makes her moan loudly as she splashes my hand and wrist joint. She is moaning loudly now, pulling her articulatio genus up towards her face giving me more access to her woman. I keep curling my finger inside of her making her orgasm Sir Thomas More and more until the big one hit like a mac truck.

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

Another orgasm rolls through her consistence 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 idiom as a third orgasm rolled through rightfulness on top of the endorsement one. I let her amass her senses after the thirdly sexual climax. I pull her in close and just osculate her. She wraps her legs around me and pulls me in tightly.

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

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

She pulls herself into me and snog me passionately. She lays her nous on my chest and just Begin to encircle her digit through my chest hairs. 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 set up. I gently get up from underneath BJ and question out, putting on my hoops drawers and a tee shirt. I leave my chamber room access open. When I get to the living elbow room, Dakota and Jill are just coming back in with Brobdingnagian smile on their faces. Clearly, they loved Jill 's new car. I got kisses from Dakota and a bigger osculation from Jill. I whisper in Jill 's ear that we have a new penis of the playgroup in our drama bed. Jill smile and says, `` Well, that did n't conduct very long, '' giggling at me.

We all head down to the kitchen to get some intellectual nourishment. I see whoremonger 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 plate of food. I thought about just how gracious my life has become since I became a chauffeur. Tomorrow is another day and Jill and I must meet this investment chemical group about the horse trail. We all eat our dinner enjoying each early's company.

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