The Chauffeur………the Interview

BY : PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2018

CHAPTER 1

I never thought that at 40 I would be divorced. I have a neat son, that I don't get much time to see. I have the usual Federal Reserve note like mortgage, car payment, and now, child support. Somehow, it just doesn't seem fair that the unacquainted company in a divorcement gets raked over the coals by phratry homage.

I have no remonstrance paying tike support. However, in my state men almost always mislay.

To keep up my bank note, I was forced to calculate for a part time job. I work 40-50 60 minutes a workweek as a restaurant managing director. Yet, that money was no longer enough to hold on my financial foreland above water.

I called several friends inquiring if they knew any part clock time occupation that I could take on. Everyone said the like thing to me that ‘ multiplication were tough ’.

I went online looking for parting fourth dimension work and ran across an ad for number one wood needed. I waited until Monday to call off the number listed inquiring about the position. To my surprise, a delightful lady answered the telephone with a svelte southern drawl to her voice.

"Thank you for calling Happy, Happee limo. This is Tina public speaking. Do you need a limo for tone arm or airport service of process ?"Her voice just seemed to ‘ smile'over the phone.

I hesitated for a moment before answering,"Neither, I'm calling about a position that I saw your company berth online for a driver."

"Oh, that's handled by Sasha. Please hold while I connect you."Tina replied.

I waited for what seemed like an time of day but, most in all probability just 5 minutes or so. Finally, a char with a deep eastern European accent mark answered. My top dog quickly thought of the old sketch"Boris and Natasha"as Sasha's spokesperson sounded just like Natasha.

"Um, hi there, my name is Saint David and I'm calling about the device driver position that you have advertised online.

Sasha's answer was that the office was to drop off and pick up the great unwashed as directed by the dispatcher. In the slow metre, the number one wood is to either patrol the airport arrival area or wait outside one of the half dozen top end resort hotels that they have declaration. The position revolves carrying their patronage to whatever finish they requested for a compressed fee.

In my head, it sounded like a decent job. I asked what the working hours that would be required of me. Sasha told me that I needed to gather with her at the limousine office Tuesday about 8 pm. She also went on to differentiate me that I needed to wear thin my topper clothes courtship, so she could make sure that I would be dressed capture if they were to offer me the position.

On Tuesday, I showed up at the speech she gave me about 15 second early. I parked my Toyota Corolla, got out, checked my suit, and sprayed a passel spray in my mouth. The suit I wore has black slacks and a black garb wooing coat. I wore my favorite cobalt blue long sleeved dress shirt with a softened maroon tie with a matching maroon handkerchief. I made sure to polish my Black knock and black dress place just to impress.

I was aflutter to say the least. I had not been on a job audience in various years. My heart was pounding as I looked at the tall office edifice. I rang the buzzer on the face threshold and a rather large bald-pated black man answered. I introduced myself and he replied,"Oh you're the one here for the job. C'mon in. bring the elevator to the 8th floor and you will see the signs for the limo company. good Luck."

To me, the lift ride seemed short, but then again, there was no one else using it. When I arrived at the ‘ Happy, Happee limo'door a hand-written sign taped to the door read"knock loudly"which I did.

A precious mid-20's slender blackness cleaning lady answered. She recollective pegleg, small-scale but pert boobs, and a beautiful smile. I asked,"Sasha ? ”. She chuckled at me and said,"No, I'm Tina. You must be David. seed on in and follow me but, please be quiet as our earphone girls are talking to customers."

I did as I was told and followed her silently. While we were walking through the large conference surface area, there seemed to be scores of college aged women on the sound. Since my heart was pattering about a thousand international mile a min I really didn't pay attention to the phone conversations.

Tina and I arrived at a beautiful set of two-fold doorway. I noticed that they seemed to be out of shoes for an office. They had the appearing of something from a church or castle. Big midst heavy wood doors with what appeared to be an old iron knob finish with a skeleton in the cupboard key hole.

I smiled to myself thinking that this place is becoming more interesting by the minute.

Tina knocked and walked right through the doors. I followed and to my surprise there was a very tall statuesque woman with waist length straight light-haired fuzz. She was dressed in a Shirley Temple leather girdle with tally disgraceful shorts and thigh high leather rush. The air in the ‘ office'had the classifiable odour of cloves from some sort of incense burning in a recess of the room.

"Sasha, this is David your 8 o'clock audience. Shall I wait, or would you like me to go back to the headphone ?"Tina inquired.

"sales booth by the doors. You will be needed in a few minutes."Sasha replied in a heavy accent.

CHAPTER 2

I'm sure that my face was covered with bewilderment. I stood silently with my manpower starting to sweat.

Sasha began to utter,"Mr. David, you appear to follow directions honest. We expect our employees to be able-bodied to follow directions specifically. We also expect that whatever you see and hear in your limo remains a orphic with anyone except me. Is that understand Mr. David ?"

"Yes Ma'am."I replied beginning to interest about how drop-dead gorgeous Sasha and Tina appeared which got my tool stirring.

"Ok, Mr. David, showtime. Please dismiss your pants."Sasha directed.

"What ?"

"You get one more probability Mr. David, pearl YOUR PANTS."Sasha demanded.

In my head, I thought if this was even effectual to ask but needing the job I complied. I unbuckled my pants, undid the clutches, and unzipped letting my bloomers fall to the floor around my ankles.

Sasha used her index finger to wave Tina to come over to her. Tina came over to her and stood silently.

"Tina, check out Mr. David. I want to make sure he ‘ measures up ’."Sasha said with a wicked grin.

Tina walked over to me and inspected the bulge in my boxer briefs. Nervously, I just stood there.

She reached out her hand and caressed my now mostly raise cock. In doing that, she turned her head and smiled a big smile back at Sasha. Then I felt soft delicate digit inside of my waist isthmus and a forceful tug putting my underdrawers on top of my bloomers around my ankles.

Now, I was completely naked from the shank to my ankle with my fully erect shaft pointed up towards the ceiling. Still, I remained tacit and still.

Tina grasped my hard humanity along the shaft with one helping hand and ‘ weighted'my bollock with the other. I heard a low guttural moan barely noticeable.

"Mr. David, do you like sex ?"Sasha asked.

Trying to clear my psyche enough to answer a coherent sentence, I replied,"Sure, doesn't everyone ?"

"Mr. David, that was a yes or no question."Sasha snapped back.

"Yes Ma'am. I do enjoy sex."

At this stop, I was trying to asphyxiate a moan since Tina was now stroking my turncock and rubbing the pre-cum up and down the shaft.

My chief was spinning ! Between Sasha's concern appearance and Tina's grasp of my rigid cock, they really had my mentality in overdrive.

Tina bent over at the waistline and began to lick the head of my turncock. She swirled her spit around and around the slurred regal psyche. She lifted my putz and licked the underside of it beginning at the understructure. Her former hand kept gently squeezing and massaging my balls.

I was trying severely to stay quiet. Tina licked and sucked my prick like soul who obviously had done this, many clock time before. To my surprise, a low moan escaped my mouth.

"Mister David are you enjoying my Tina ?"Sasha inquired.

"Yes, absolutely !"

"Tina, would you revel Mr. David fucking you ?"

"Oh yes !"Tina squealed.

"good then, Mr. St. David, please stoop my Tina over my desk. move out her shorts and please begin fucking her. We need to make sure as shooting you can do the job."Sasha said with a big smile.

Tina stopped sucking my dick. She stood up straight and walked over to an empty 1/3 of her desk and bent grass over putting her foreland on the desk facing Sasha. As I started to follow her, I remembered my bloomers and boxer were still around my ankle joint. I debated in my promontory for a instant, should I pull them back up or give up them off ? I chose pulling them back up but, only enough to be able to walk over to Tina. When I reached her, I again dropped my bloomers and boxers.

"Mr. David, you are to sleep with my Tina with no condom. You understand ?"Sasha asked.

My head did not even question why Sasha made that instruction. I was on intimate overdrive at that moment. It has been several weeks since I had sex. I grabbed my rock-hard humanness and put it at the entrance to her honey hole. I began slowly pushing the nous in gently. I whispered in her ear,"Are you ok ? I'll go slow."

"Mister David, this is NOT making love. It is sex. If you can not make her coming in LE than ten minutes, then your audience is over. DO YOU UNDERSTAND Mister Saint David"Sasha said with a loud drill sergeant like tone.

"Yes Ma'am !"I answered not wanting this to end.

Never in my angry ambition had I ever even considered a ‘ job'interview such as this.

I put both of my hands-on Tina's pelvic girdle and thrust my cock into her. I used forcefulness but, not so much that I would pain her. She felt quick, wet and very tight.

Her pussy was grabbing my prick with some force-out. I could sense her womanhood as I penetrated her until my hip bone reached her ass. I began thrusting in and out with intent. This ‘ interview'was NOT going to end on a wretched performance note.

Tina was moaning but, not with the intensity that I was anticipating. I began to get worried thinking about the clock that I was under. I kept thrusting harder and harder into her. I felt something hitting the brain of my peter a couple of fourth dimension before I realized that it was her cervix.

I just kept up the furious see-saw move in and out of her tight wet woman hole.

I picked up the footstep and began to hammer her with everything I had. Finally, I started getting the moans and vociferation that I was expecting. My stopcock was finally bathed in her wetness. I felt her body tense up and she let out a loudly scream of pleasure.

I kept on fucking her bringing forth another climax. This one obviously had her top dog spinning and her guzzling for air. I felt her woman juice spatter against my groin as I continued to fuck her.

"Mister St. David, you may stop now. Have you orgasmed yet ?"Sasha inquired.

"No Ma'am."

"goodness, then you will total over to me and end up your fucking with me. You will fuck me as hard or harder than my Tina. Do you empathize ? If you cum first this interview will be over. Do you see ?"Sasha said with authority.

Once again, I answered,"Yes Ma'am ”.

I stood up with my pants and bagger still around my mortise joint. I decided that they needed to make out off and thus giving my putz a moment to readjust. I was worried that I would cum first and that would make me very disappointed. So, my plan was to do it Sasha as arduous and as fast as I could possibly physically handle all the while cerebration of things that had nothing to do with sex.

I kicked off my shoe, took off my socks, and stepped out of my pants and boxers. I kicked them all over to the side away from the desk.

While I was doing that, Sasha ordered Tina to go clean herself and get back on the speech sound. Tina complied.

Sasha then got out of her black shorts. I noted that she was completely shaved and thought to myself that Tina was also shaved.

I could smell the delicious odor emanating from Sasha's bald pussy. I asked Sasha to lie on her back in the Saami place on the desk that Tina was using just min before.

Sasha complied but noted that even though my shaft looked big enough, she may be more hard to score orgasm.

Although I was somewhat apprehensive, I stepped forward with all design of completing the assignment or challenge as it were.

I took each ankle of Sasha's and put it over my berm. I grabbed her hip joint and slid her toward me on the desk. My cock was now hard and prepare to go again.

"Remember what I told you Mr. St. David !"Sasha reminded me.

I put my hard cock up against her fuck hole. I didn't enter her slowly or with softness. I pushed my total 9 column inch into her as fast and as hard as I could. Sasha's kitty was so very wet that it made sloshing sounds with me going in on the number 1 push.

I heard a tatty oink from my new have intercourse collaborator. I was bollock deep into her. I pulled almost all the way out and slammed back into her again and again. Harder and grueling, I kept my pace as fast and as furious as I could.

In my header, I was trying to think of inane things like getting my car's oil changed next week, what groceries did I need to buy, and when is my next alveolar consonant appointment.

smacking, slap, smacking was the speech sound my Lucille Ball were making as they kept hitting Sasha's ass. Sasha was moaning loudly but I wasn't convinced she was skinny to cumming yet. swither was now starting to form on my forehead and dripping onto Sasha's tight belly.

It dawned on me that I was forgetting something. Her clit ! With that thought firmly in my promontory, I reached both work force out to her sloshy pussy and began rubbing her clitoris with my thumbs simultaneously. As I rubbed her button in circles, she really began moaning and squirming underneath me.

After just a couple of minutes of puss throbbing and hard clit detrition, her hint became stuttered and her moaning getting louder.

All at once, I felt my cock and chunk get splashed with her wetness. She let out a scream in some Eastern European speech that I didn't understand. However, I assumed it was curse countersign since that seems to be what many, if not nearly women, do when cumming that hard.

As she started to roll down after a few minutes, I just kept hammering away at her pussy with my steel hard tool.

Again, she splashed my entire groin area with her lady cum. I kept rubbing her clit. Forcing her to again curse in another language.

Finally, I said to her,"Sasha, do I have the military position ? Do you want me to go along going ?"

Tina came running into the way along with two other beautiful women only to see me making Sasha cum again and again. Tina ran over to Sasha, while the early two womanhood just looked at me with their mouths open.

I was now as bold as I could ever be making both Tina and Sasha cum multiple times and yet, not cumming myself. I smiled a big smiling !

As Tina pulled my handkerchief out of my coat pocket to wipe Sasha's forehead, I felt that comrade stab. My balls began to tighten up. I knew that I was passing the point of no return yet, I was continuing to hammer away at Sasha's have sex hole.

"Sasha, I going to cum !"The bit that death word of honor left my mouth I felt my peter get inside of her and my stopcock emptied inside of Sasha. The starting time span of spasms shot my spermatozoon into her belly since the fountainhead of my cock was passing her uterine cervix on each entry thrust.

As I started to cum rich inside of her, she splashed me once more. My tool and balls were now actually dripping with her sexual love juice. Her breathing became very erratic and her foreign cursing began again.

As I began to run out of steam and my putz finished emptying into her, Sasha in an almost breathtaking vox,"Mister David, Mister David, please terminate. PLEASE, PLEASE STOP ! ”.

I did not pay attention to one of the beautiful Danton True Young madam at the door, leaving for a present moment to get 2 warm wet helping hand towels and 2 dry hand towels to strip us up. Each woman at the doorway came over to us as we were uncoupling. One woman began wiping my now semi-erect cock with the ardent wet towel. She made sure she cleaned my cock, my balls, my entire crotch area, as well as down the front and inside of my legs. Taking the dry towel next she first wiped the swither off my boldness, leaning into me and giving me a luscious osculation whisper in my ear,"No one has ever done that to her. I think you're hired."

I smiled again with that knowledge. As I was standing there getting cleaned up, the former woman was cleaning up Sasha.

Sasha finally began to speak,"Mister Jacques Louis David, obviously you passed your consultation. I will now propose you employment in our troupe. How much pay would you need to make this your one and only job ? Clearly you have the necessary attainment. So, I ask again. How a good deal do you need to make this your only job ?"

I sat down on the death chair to put my underdrawers and pant back on. I tucked my now sweaty shirt into my gasp before buckling my smash. I was trying to delay the answer, thinking about how practically I currently made and how unretentive I was every calendar month since my divorce.

"$ 175,000 a year."I replied.

I currently made $ 125,000 managing the eating place but, that included my common one-year bonus. If this job was going to be my only generator of income, then I needed it to wield all my expense as well as what I am behind.

Sasha sat quietly behind her desk. She looked at me with an strength but, I didn't think she was raging just in cryptic thought.

"No ! Mr. David you will arrive at a minimum of $ 200,000 a year. After 30 days, you will suit eligible to garner top and get our monthly incentive. Our company will require that you sign a 5 class contract. You will influence when we need you to work. Some weeks it may be only 35 to 40 60 minutes and some calendar week it may be as much as 80 hours. Our mint will have the usual boring welfare such as, medical and dental consonant. However, there will be other limited welfare that we will hash out at another clock time. Do we have a deal Mister St. David ? ”.

I sat in my chair in stunned secretiveness. My head was screaming to pack the deal, take the deal, issue THE DEAL ! ! !

I smiled. I turned around to face Sasha and politely said,"Yes, that is an satisfactory fling. However, I have two question. First, what will my title be ? Second, when would you favor me to begin ?"

Sasha, now happy that I accepted her offer said,"You will go next Mon Mister David. Your title of respect will be the Chauffeur. Mister St. David, my Tina will see you out. Have a skilful night and please repel household carefully.

The end of part one : The Chauffeur……the consultation

I hope you liked it and let me lie with. I would savor your remark ( skilful or bad ). Thanks ! ……PABLO