The Chauffeur………the audience

BY : PABLO DIABLO

right of first publication 2018

CHAPTER 1

I never thought that at 40 I would be divorced. I have a great son, that I don't get lots sentence to see. I have the usual bills like mortgage, car payment, and now, nestling reinforcement. Somehow, it just doesn't seem fair that the innocent political party in a divorce gets raked over the coals by kinfolk motor lodge.

I have no objection paying baby musical accompaniment. However, in my res publica men almost always fall behind.

To keep up my Federal Reserve note, I was forced to await for a constituent time job. I work 40-50 hours a calendar week as a restaurant manager. Yet, that money was no longer enough to keep my fiscal oral sex above water.

I called various Friend inquiring if they knew any part time jobs that I could take on. Everyone said the Same affair to me that ‘ time were tough ’.

I went online looking for share time body of work and ran across an ad for driver needed. I waited until Mon to call the number listed inquiring about the spot. To my surprise, a delightful lady answered the headphone with a slight southern drawl to her vox.

"Thank you for calling Happy, Happee Limo. This is Tina speechmaking. Do you demand a limo for pickup or aerodrome military service ?"Her representative just seemed to ‘ smile'over the phone.

I hesitated for a moment before answering,"Neither, I'm calling about a spot that I saw your company 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, well-nigh likely just 5 minutes or so. Finally, a woman with a deep eastern European stress answered. My head quickly thought of the old cartoon"Boris and Natasha"as Sasha's voice sounded just like Natasha.

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

Sasha's response was that the position was to neglect off and pick up people as directed by the dispatcher. In the slow times, the driver is to either patrol the airport arrival area or wait outside one of the one-half dozen top end resort hotels that they have contracts. The view revolves carrying their business to whatever destination they requested for a flatbed fee.

In my chief, it sounded like a properly job. I asked what the working hour that would be required of me. Sasha told me that I needed to meet with her at the limo berth Tuesday about 8 pm. She also went on to tell me that I needed to wear my best dress cause, so she could make sure that I would be dressed appropriate if they were to pop the question me the position.

On Tuesday, I showed up at the address she gave me about 15 arcminute early. I parked my Toyota Corolla, got out, checked my suit, and sprayed a muckle spraying in my mouth. The lawsuit I wore has black mire and a black dress suit pelage. I wore my favorite cobalt blue long sleeved dress shirt with a dampen maroon tie with a matching maroon hankey. I made sure as shooting to polish my black smash and nigrify dress skid just to impress.

I was nervous to say the least. I had not been on a job interview in several years. My heart was pounding as I looked at the tall role construction. I rang the buzzer on the front 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. Take the lift to the 8th storey and you will see the signs for the limo troupe. Good Luck."

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

A cute mid-20's slender Negro woman answered. She foresighted stage, humble but pert dumbbell, and a beautiful grin. I asked,"Sasha ? ”. She chuckled at me and said,"No, I'm Tina. You must be David. semen on in and fall out me but, please be placidity as our phone girls are talking to customers."

I did as I was told and followed her silently. While we were walking through the heavy conference area, there seemed to be lots of college aged womanhood on the earpiece. Since my pump was pattering about a 1000 miles a minute I really didn't pay aid to the phone conversations.

Tina and I arrived at a beautiful set of double doors. I noticed that they seemed to be out of property for an situation. They had the coming into court of something from a church service or castling. Big fatheaded labored wood doors with what appeared to be an old branding iron knob unadulterated with a skeleton in the closet key hole.

I smiled to myself thinking that this place is becoming more occupy 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 blonde hair. She was dressed in a nigrify leather corset with equalise black short circuit and second joint high leather boots. The air in the ‘ office'had the distinctive scent of cloves from some sort of incense burning in a corner of the room.

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

"viewpoint by the doors. You will be needed in a few minutes."Sasha replied in a heavily accent.

CHAPTER 2

I'm sure that my face was covered with mystification. I stood silently with my bridge player starting to perspire.

Sasha began to verbalise,"Mr. David, you appear to postdate directions good. We expect our employees to be able to follow directions specifically. We also expect that whatever you see and hear in your limousine remains a surreptitious 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. Saint David, start. Please drop your pants."Sasha directed.

"What ?"

"You get one More chance Mr. Saint David, DROP YOUR PANTS."Sasha demanded.

In my promontory, I thought if this was even legal to ask but needing the job I complied. I unbuckled my pants, undid the grasp, and unzipped letting my trouser fall to the storey around my ankles.

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

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

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

She reached out her handwriting and caressed my now mostly erect shaft. In doing that, she turned her chief and smiled a big smile back at Sasha. Then I felt easygoing delicate fingers inside of my waist isthmus and a forceful tug putting my boxers on top of my trouser around my ankles.

Now, I was completely naked from the waist to my mortise joint with my fully erect cock pointed up towards the roof. Still, I remained silent and still.

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

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

Trying to clear my read/write head enough to answer a tenacious sentence, I replied,"Sure, doesn't everyone ?"

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

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

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

My head was spinning ! Between Sasha's interesting appearance and Tina's clutch of my strict cock, they really had my brain in overdrive.

Tina hang over at the waist and began to lick the head of my stopcock. She swirled her tongue around and around the thick purple head. She lifted my cock and licked the undersurface of it beginning at the base. Her other helping hand kept gently squeezing and massaging my balls.

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

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

"Yes, absolutely !"

"Tina, would you enjoy Mr. St. David fucking you ?"

"Oh yes !"Tina squealed.

"commodity then, Mr. Jacques Louis David, delight deform my Tina over my desk. murder her shorts and please get fucking her. We need to take a leak sure you can do the job."Sasha said with a big smile.

Tina stopped sucking my stopcock. She stood up straight and walked over to an empty 1/3 of her desk and bent over putting her point on the desk facing Sasha. As I started to follow her, I remembered my pants and boxers were still around my mortise joint. I debated in my head for a here and now, should I extract them back up or recoil them off ? I chose pulling them back up but, only enough to be capable to take the air over to Tina. When I reached her, I again dropped my pants and boxers.

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

My brain did not even question why Sasha made that argument. I was on sexual overdrive at that moment. It has been several weeks since I had sex. I grabbed my rock-hard manhood and put it at the entrance to her honey gob. I began slowly pushing the head 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 bring in her coming in lupus erythematosus than ten min, then your interview is over. DO YOU UNDERSTAND MISTER DAVID"Sasha said with a loud drill sergeant like tone.

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

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

I put both of my hands-on Tina's hips and thrust my cock into her. I used effect but, not so much that I would bruise her. She felt strong, wet and very tight.

Her slit was grabbing my cock with some violence. I could sense her womanhood as I penetrated her until my renal pelvis bone reached her ass. I began thrusting in and out with purpose. This ‘ consultation'was NOT going to end on a poor operation 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 head of my cock a couplet of times before I realized that it was her cervix.

I just kept up the furious see-saw motion in and out of her soused wet char hole.

I picked up the pace and began to Sudanese pound her with everything I had. Finally, I started getting the moans and cry that I was expecting. My rooster was finally bathed in her wetness. I felt her eubstance tense up up and she let out a trashy scream of pleasure.

I kept on fucking her bringing forth another orgasm. This one obviously had her head spinning and her guzzling for air. I felt her adult female juice splash against my groin as I continued to make out her.

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

"No Ma'am."

"trade good, then you will come over to me and finish your fucking with me. You will be intimate me as hard or harder than my Tina. Do you understand ? If you cum first this interview will be over. Do you read ?"Sasha said with authority.

Once again, I answered,"Yes Ma'am ”.

I stood up with my pants and pugilist still around my ankles. I decided that they needed to arrive off and thus giving my cock a import to reset. I was worried that I would cum first and that would make me very disappointed. So, my plan was to fuck Sasha as intemperately and as fast as I could possibly physically manage all the while intellection of things that had cypher to do with sex.

I kicked off my shoes, took off my sock, 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 phones. Tina complied.

Sasha then got out of her Negro 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 same blank space on the desk that Tina was using just minutes before.

Sasha complied but noted that even though my cock looked big enough, she may be more difficult to make orgasm.

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

I took each articulatio talocruralis of Sasha's and put it over my shoulders. I grabbed her hips and slid her toward me on the desk. My cock was now hard and gear up to go again.

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

I put my hard cock up against her fuck kettle of fish. I didn't enter her slowly or with mildness. I pushed my stallion 9 inch into her as fast and as hard as I could. Sasha's pussy was so very wet that it made sloshing audio with me going in on the maiden push.

I heard a loud oink from my new get laid partner. I was balls deep into her. I pulled almost all the way out and slammed back into her again and again. Harder and arduous, I kept my pace as fast and as furious as I could.

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

smacking, smack, smacking was the sound my balls were making as they kept hitting Sasha's ass. Sasha was moaning loudly but I wasn't convinced she was nigh to cumming yet. stew was now starting to form on my frontal bone and drip mould onto Sasha's miserly belly.

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

After just a match of minutes of kitty pound and severe button rubbing, her breath became bumble and her moaning getting louder.

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

As she started to scent down after a few minutes, I just kept hammering away at her snatch with my blade voiceless cock.

Again, she splashed my entire groyne area with her dame cum. I kept rubbing her button. Forcing her to again curse in another language.

Finally, I said to her,"Sasha, do I have the post ? Do you want me to keep going ?"

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

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

As Tina pulled my handkerchief out of my coating pocket to wipe Sasha's frontal bone, I felt that familiar pang. 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 do it hole.

"Sasha, I going to cum !"The moment that stopping point Word of God left my mouth I felt my dick uprise inside of her and my cock emptied inside of Sasha. The starting time couple of spasms shot my sperm into her belly since the mind of my stopcock was passing her cervix uteri on each entry thrust.

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

As I began to run out of steam and my turncock finished emptying into her, Sasha in an almost breathless voice,"Mister David, Mister David, please break. PLEASE, PLEASE STOP ! ”.

I did not pay aid to one of the beautiful Lester Willis Young ladies at the door, leaving for a moment to get 2 warm wet hand towels and 2 dry hand towels to clean us up. Each charwoman at the door came over to us as we were uncoupling. One cleaning woman began wiping my now semi-erect cock with the warm wet towel. She made surely she cleaned my rooster, my balls, my entire genital organ area, as well as down the front and inside of my wooden leg. Taking the dry towel next she first wiped the sweat off my face, leaning into me and giving me a delectable buss whispering in my ear,"No one has ever done that to her. I think you're hired."

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

Sasha finally began to talk,"Mr David, obviously you passed your audience. I will now offer you employment in our party. How lots pay would you need to make this your one and only job ? Clearly you have the requirement acquisition. So, I ask again. How often do you need to hit this your lonesome job ?"

I sat down on the death chair to put my packer and trouser back on. I tucked my now sweaty shirt into my pants before buckling my bang. I was trying to detain the response, thinking about how very much I currently made and how short 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 yearly fillip. If this job was going to be my only when author of income, then I needed it to handle all my expense 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 cryptical opinion.

"No ! Mr. David you will make a minimum of $ 200,000 a year. After 30 days, you will suit eligible to call for tips and get our monthly bonus. Our society will require that you sign a 5 year contract bridge. You will mould when we need you to work. Some weeks it may be only 35 to 40 hours and some weeks it may be as much as 80 hours. Our pot will have the common boring benefit such as, medical examination and alveolar. However, there will be other particular benefits that we will talk about at another prison term. Do we suffer a deal Mister David ? ”.

I sat in my chair in stunned silence. My head was screaming to take the muckle, take the hand, payoff THE DEAL ! ! !

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

Sasha, now happy that I accepted her offer said,"You will get going following Monday Mister Jacques Louis David. Your title will be the Chauffeur. Mr David, my Tina will see you out. Have a expert Nox and please drive house carefully.

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

I hope you liked it and let me roll in the hay. I would delight your remark ( estimable or bad ). Thanks ! ……PABLO