The Chauffeur………the audience

BY : PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2018

CHAPTER 1

I never thought that at 40 I would be divorced. I have a dandy son, that I don't get very much clock time to see. I have the common bills like mortgage, car defrayal, and now, baby support. Somehow, it just doesn't seem fair that the devoid political party in a divorce gets raked over the coals by family court.

I have no objection paying tyke support. However, in my state men almost always suffer.

To keep up my notice, I was forced to take care for a part time job. I work 40-50 hour a week as a restaurant manager. Yet, that money was no longer enough to keep back my financial head above water.

I called various friends inquiring if they knew any region time jobs that I could take in on. Everyone said the same thing to me that ‘ times were hard ’.

I went online looking for percentage time work and ran across an ad for drivers needed. I waited until Monday to call the number listed inquiring about the position. To my surprise, a delicious noblewoman answered the speech sound with a slight southern drawl to her voice.

"Thank you for calling Happy, Happee limo. This is Tina speechmaking. Do you need a limousine for pickup or airport service ?"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 caller post 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 hour but, about likely just 5 minutes or so. Finally, a woman with a deeply eastern European speech pattern answered. My oral sex quickly thought of the old cartoon"Boris and Natasha"as Sasha's vox sounded just like Natasha.

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

Sasha's answer was that the position was to unload off and pluck up the great unwashed as directed by the dispatcher. In the slow sentence, the driver is to either patrol the aerodrome reaching area or wait outside one of the half dozen top end resort hotels that they have contracts. The position revolves carrying their clientele to whatever destination they requested for a unconditional fee.

In my head word, it sounded like a comme il faut job. I asked what the working hours that would be required of me. Sasha told me that I needed to fit with her at the limo authority Tuesday about 8 pm. She also went on to tell me that I needed to wear my topper dress courtship, so she could induce trusted that I would be dressed appropriate if they were to offer up me the position.

On Tuesday, I showed up at the computer address she gave me about 15 moment early. I parked my Toyota Corolla, got out, checked my suit, and sprayed a batch spray in my rima oris. The courtship I wore has fateful slacks and a Negroid garb courtship coat. I wore my preferent cobalt blue long sleeved raiment shirt with a muted maroon tie with a matching maroon handkerchief. I made sure to polish my Black person belt and black dress shoe just to impress.

I was nervous to say the least. I had not been on a job interview in several long time. My heart was pounding as I looked at the tall office building. I rang the buzzer on the look door and a rather large denudate black man answered. I introduced myself and he replied,"Oh you're the one here for the job. C'mon in. acquire the elevator to the 8th level and you will see the signs for the limousine company. safe Luck."

To me, the elevator ride seemed unretentive, 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 cute mid-20's slender melanize woman answered. She longsighted branch, pocket-sized but pert boobs, and a beautiful smile. I asked,"Sasha ? ”. She chuckled at me and said,"No, I'm Tina. You must be David. Come on in and follow me but, please be quiet as our telephone girls are talking to customers."

I did as I was told and followed her silently. While we were walking through the large conference region, there seemed to be lots of college aged cleaning lady on the earphone. Since my tenderness was pattering about a thousand miles a moment I really didn't pay attention to the phone conversations.

Tina and I arrived at a beautiful set of double doors. I noticed that they seemed to be out of piazza for an office. They had the appearance of something from a Christian church or castle. Big thick punishing wood room access with what appeared to be an old iron knob discharge with a systema skeletale key hole.

I smiled to myself thinking that this stead 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 waistline length straight blonde hair. She was dressed in a black leather stays with equalise black shorts and second joint senior high school leather boots. The air in the ‘ berth'had the classifiable scent of Eugenia aromaticum from some sort of incense burning in a corner 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 speech sound ?"Tina inquired.

"tie-up by the doors. You will be needed in a few minutes."Sasha replied in a sonorous accent.

CHAPTER 2

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

Sasha began to verbalise,"Mr. David, you appear to survey directions good. We expect our employees to be able-bodied to follow way specifically. We also expect that whatever you see and hear in your limo remains a hidden with anyone except me. Is that understood Mr. David ?"

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

"Ok, Mr. David, offset. Please overleap your pants."Sasha directed.

"What ?"

"You get one more hazard Mr. David, DROP YOUR PANTS."Sasha demanded.

In my header, I thought if this was even legal to ask but needing the job I complied. I unbuckled my knickers, undid the clasp, and unzipped letting my drawers devolve to the flooring around my ankles.

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

"Tina, chequer out Mr. Jacques Louis David. I want to make up sure as shooting he ‘ measures up ’."Sasha said with a implike grin.

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

She reached out her hired man and caressed my now mostly erect putz. In doing that, she turned her head and smiled a big grinning back at Sasha. Then I felt soft delicate fingers inside of my waist dance orchestra and a forceful tug putting my pugilist on top of my gasp around my ankles.

Now, I was completely naked from the waistline to my ankles with my fully erect shaft pointed up towards the ceiling. Still, I remained unsounded and still.

Tina grasped my toilsome manhood along the irradiation with one hired man and ‘ weighted'my chunk with the early. I heard a low guttural moan barely noticeable.

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

Trying to clear my head 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 level, I was trying to stifle a moan since Tina was now stroking my stopcock and rubbing the pre-cum up and down the shaft.

My headway was spinning ! Between Sasha's interesting appearing and Tina's appreciation of my set cock, they really had my brain in overdrive.

Tina bent over at the waist and began to lick the school principal of my cock. She swirled her natural language around and around the wooden-headed purple header. She lifted my cock and licked the bottom of it beginning at the base. Her other hand kept gently squeezing and massaging my balls.

I was trying hard to stay quiet. Tina licked and sucked my cock like someone who obviously had done this, many prison term before. To my surprise, a low moan escaped my mouth.

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

"Yes, absolutely !"

"Tina, would you savor Mr. Jacques Louis David fucking you ?"

"Oh yes !"Tina squealed.

"Good then, Mr. St. David, delight deform my Tina over my desk. Remove her shorts and please set out fucking her. We need to make certain you can do the job."Sasha said with a big smile.

Tina stopped sucking my dick. She stood up full-strength and walked over to an empty 1/3 of her desk and bent over putting her question on the desk facing Sasha. As I started to follow her, I remembered my pants and boxer were still around my mortise joint. I debated in my question for a moment, should I commit them back up or kick 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 pants and boxers.

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

My promontory did not even question why Sasha made that statement. I was on sexual overdrive at that moment. It has been respective weeks since I had sex. I grabbed my rock-hard manhood and put it at the entering to her honey hole. I began slowly pushing the forefront in gently. I whispered in her ear,"Are you ok ? I'll go slow."

"Mr. David, this is NOT making love. It is sex. If you can not piss her sexual climax in to a lesser extent than ten hour, then your interview is over. DO YOU UNDERSTAND Mr Jacques Louis David"Sasha said with a loud drill sergeant like tone.

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

Never in my wildest dreams had I ever even considered a ‘ job'consultation such as this.

I put both of my hands-on Tina's articulatio coxae and thrust my hammer into her. I used military force but, not so much that I would wound her. She felt quick, wet and very tight.

Her pussy was grabbing my tool with some force. I could palpate her fair sex as I penetrated her until my pelvic girdle bone reached her ass. I began thrusting in and out with determination. 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 interest thinking about the clock that I was under. I kept thrusting harder and harder into her. I felt something hitting the head of my cock a twosome of times before I realized that it was her cervix.

I just kept up the ferocious see-saw gesture in and out of her stringent wet adult female hole.

I picked up the pace and began to dog pound her with everything I had. Finally, I started getting the moan and outcry that I was expecting. My cock was finally bathed in her wetness. I felt her body tense up and she let out a loud scream of pleasure.

I kept on fucking her bringing forth another orgasm. This one obviously had her chief spinning and her gulping for air. I felt her woman juice dab against my groin as I continued to bonk her.

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

"No Ma'am."

"good, then you will fare over to me and fetch up your fucking with me. You will fuck me as hard or harder than my Tina. Do you see ? If you cum first this audience will be over. Do you understand ?"Sasha said with authority.

Once again, I answered,"Yes Ma'am ”.

I stood up with my knickers and boxers still around my ankles. I decided that they needed to come off and thus giving my tool a moment to readjust. I was worried that I would cum first and that would make me very disappointed. So, my program was to fuck Sasha as grueling and as fast as I could possibly physically do by all the while thinking of things that had nil to do with sex.

I kicked off my place, took off my socks, and stepped out of my drawers and underdrawers. 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 telephone. Tina complied.

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

I could smell the luscious odor emanating from Sasha's bald pussy. I asked Sasha to lie on her back in the Sami plaza on the desk that Tina was using just transactions before.

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

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

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

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

I put my hard dick up against her make out hole. I didn't enter her slowly or with gentleness. I pushed my total 9 inches into her as fast and as heavily as I could. Sasha's pussy was so very wet that it made sloshing sounds with me going in on the first-class honours degree push.

I heard a tatty grunt from my new fuck partner. I was testicle deep into her. I pulled almost all the way out and slammed back into her again and again. Harder and harder, I kept my pace as fast and as furious as I could.

In my chief, I was trying to think of vacuous affair like getting my car's oil changed next calendar week, what groceries did I need to buy, and when is my following dental appointment.

slap, slap, smacking was the strait my globe were making as they kept hitting Sasha's ass. Sasha was moaning loudly but I wasn't convinced she was close to cumming yet. Sweat was now starting to take form on my forehead and drip onto Sasha's wet belly.

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

After just a couple of instant of pussy pounding and intemperately clit detrition, her intimation became stuttered and her moaning getting louder.

All at once, I felt my cock and orchis get splashed with her wetness. She let out a scream in some easterly European language that I didn't understand. However, I assumed it was curse Holy Scripture since that seems to be what many, if not to the highest degree women, do when cumming that hard.

As she started to wind down after a few minute, I just kept hammering away at her pussy with my steel voiceless hammer.

Again, she splashed my entire groin region with her ma'am cum. I kept rubbing her clit. Forcing her to again imprecate in another language.

Finally, I said to her,"Sasha, do I have the spot ? Do you desire me to continue going ?"

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

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

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

"Sasha, I going to cum !"The mo that live on word left my mouth I felt my stopcock rise inside of her and my peter emptied inside of Sasha. The firstly duet of spasms shot my sperm into her belly since the question of my dick was passing her cervix on each entry thrust.

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

As I began to run out of steam and my stopcock finished emptying into her, Sasha in an almost dyspnoeic spokesperson,"Mister Jacques Louis David, Mister David, please stop. PLEASE, PLEASE STOP ! ”.

I did not pay care to one of the beautiful Brigham Young peeress at the room access, leaving for a moment to get 2 warm wet hand towels and 2 dry paw towels to clean us up. Each woman at the door came over to us as we were uncoupling. One woman began wiping my now semi-erect cock with the warm wet towel. She made indisputable she cleaned my cock, my balls, my intact crotch country, as well as down the front and interior of my stage. Taking the dry towel next she first wiped the sweat off my boldness, leaning into me and giving me a delicious kiss rustle in my ear,"No one has ever done that to her. I think you're hired."

I smiled again with that noesis. As I was standing there getting cleaned up, the early char was cleaning up Sasha.

Sasha finally began to speak,"Mister Jacques Louis David, obviously you passed your interview. I will now offer you employment in our company. How much pay would you need to bring in this your one and only job ? Clearly you have the necessary accomplishment. So, I ask again. How much do you need to make this your only job ?"

I sat down on the chairwoman to put my boxers and trouser back on. I tucked my now sweaty shirt into my pants before buckling my belt ammunition. I was trying to delay the answer, thinking about how lots I currently made and how myopic I was every month since my divorce.

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

I currently made $ 125,000 managing the restaurant but, that included my common annual incentive. If this job was going to be my only source of income, then I needed it to manage all my expenses as well as what I am behind.

Sasha sat quietly behind her desk. She looked at me with an intensity but, I didn't think she was angry just in mystifying idea.

"No ! Mister Jacques Louis David you will make a minimum of $ 200,000 a year. After 30 days, you will become eligible to collect tips and get our monthly bonus. Our company will require that you sign a 5 class contract. You will work when we need you to forge. Some calendar week it may be only 35 to 40 minute and some weeks it may be as a lot as 80 hours. Our trade will receive the common drill benefits such as, aesculapian and dental. However, there will be other special benefits that we will discuss at another fourth dimension. Do we have a deal Mister Saint David ? ”.

I sat in my chair in stunned silence. My top dog was screaming to take the deal, take the deal, TAKE THE DEAL ! ! !

I smiled. I turned around to face Sasha and politely said,"Yes, that is an acceptable pass. However, I have two questions. First, what will my deed be ? instant, when would you prefer me to begin ?"

Sasha, now happy that I accepted her fling said,"You will start next Monday Mister David. Your title of respect will be the Chauffeur. Mister David, my Tina will see you out. get a safe night and delight driving menage carefully.

The end of component one : The Chauffeur……the interview

I hope you liked it and let me know. I would enjoy your input ( unspoiled or bad ). Thanks ! ……PABLO