The Chauffeur ( # 27 ) Getting Back to Work

By : PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

As everyone was sated with Sammy and Bobby's wonderful cooking, the chefs seemed to rule their way to be around Melanie,

Both of them were clearly flirting with her and she was loving every second of it. It certainly was skillful to see her smile.

I pulled out my laptop and using a pair of earbuds that Dakota gave me, I plugged in and put on some music.

Logging into my work email, there was another 350 email. I scanned through them. First one that I stopped on was from the trucking ship's company manger. He was asking for another order of tires. He said that he now has a waiting list since we have priced them down so far that many independent truckers have begun to ask to be put on a inclination and to let them fuck when more tires will be in-stock.

I sat back in my chair. Maybe we stumbled onto something. I sent a follow-up email to that manager telling him that I would order another batch of the greatly increased order from BF Goodrich. I also asked if we should be expanding the tire distribution to early centers since we have a standing waiting list. I followed up that electronic mail with another one to the BF Goodrich tyre guy. However, this fourth dimension I sent him an additional list of 15 extra locations that I want tires sent. I also inquired about the retread plant in Texas.

I saw multiple emails from versatile word establishment. I read a yoke, but the one that caught my attention was one from Jim Cramer and the Mad Money manufacturer. She invited me to view as an audience with Jim via phone, via video, or their Bob Hope, in person in New House of York City. I replied to them saying that I needed a couple of calendar week to changeover but would be leave to do to New York for the in-person interview.

In my email rested one from FedEx. They referred to respective computer software from a R. Jaxson that will be delivered to our house today or tomorrow.

Further scanning brought me to one from the chef at Melanie's rest home. He asked if he could enquire what the job might be that I referred to, what would be the hr, would it be full moon time as he didn't think that his services with Melanie would be needed much longer. He also attached a resume for me to look at to verify his making and education. I made note to chat with Melanie about this guy.

I began to record the ‘ read only'electronic mail, disposing them after. I was listening to some old amobarbital sodium euphony when I felt a pair of sassing on the book binding of my cervix. I stared straight ahead thinking to myself ‘ who belongs to these flabby lips'?

A I digit began playing with my ear all the while the back talk kept kissing the back of my cervix with an occasional glossa lick.

Then, a gentle rustle in my ear as one earbud was removed,"papa is it ?"

Before I turned around, I closed my laptop thought that I had done decent work for now.

Slowly, I turned around. It was Melanie. She was standing there naked. My cock sprang to life. Again, just something about her made me need her. I stood up from the table, removing my other earbud. I pulled her in tightly. She slipped a finger from each hand into the waistcloth of my shorts and pushed them down.

"Jacques Louis David, thank you for bringing me here. This is just what an old gal needs,"she says to me.

"Did you have something wicked in mind, my love ?"I ask.

"Will you and Jill play with me ?"She asked.

"Absolutely ! You don't need to ask here Mel just pick someone and begin licking, sucking, fucking whatever you have in mind. My group is friendly. There may be some age differences but no one that I'm aware of has an issue with any of that,"I tell her.

I take her by the hand and lead her to our chamber. When I open the door, we see privy and Marcus having their way with Jill. She is the middle of a spit-roast. Melanie flush and tries to turn around and walk away. I put my arm around her waist and draw her into the bedroom.

"David, she's busy. Don't bother her,"Melanie directs.

"Jill, honey, Melanie would like to take your topographic point. Care to flip ?"I say loudly.

Jill responds by waving Melanie over to the bed. I push Mel towards the threesome. Jill stops sucking Marcus'peter and unplug herself from toilet's massive dick. She pulls Melanie onto the bed.

"Gentlemen be nice to her,"is all that Jill says before getting out of the romp bed.

toilet leans his face down and puts it between Melanie's stage as Marcus placement her to be on all fours. Greedily, she begins to lick and suck Marcus'still hard cock. It is twitching with excitement.

Jill and I walk over to the gambling bed. Jill starts playing with St. John the Apostle's turncock from behind him and I begin stroking Melanie's back gently.

I whisper in her ear as I hear her slurp on Marcus,"Do you have any idea how sexy you look with a hard-young peter in your mouth and trick getting you wet enough for his horse cock to invade your marvellous slit ?"

Melanie groan and reaches out with one hand to stroke my cock.

I see St. John the Apostle abstract his cock up and slither it into Melanie, whose eyes just roll to the back of her head. John the Evangelist began slowly and gently fucking her. He put his script on her pelvis to manipulate her drift. As time wore on, he began to increase his rhythm.

Marcus tells Melanie that he's about to cum. She keeps up her efforts of licking and sucking him. He erupts into her mouth. A small bit dribbles out the face of her mouth running down to the bottom of her cheek before finally dropping off her side and onto the bed.

Marcus leans into her thanking her and kissing her on her forehead before rolling off the frolic bed.

Jill directs me to get up on the bed where Marcus was moments ago. She decided that she wants some attending from both me and Melanie. She strokes my cock making sure it is hard. She points to my stopcock and gently pushes Melanie's head towards my manhood.

John is now really fucking her hard and tight. I see the glazed over look in Melanie's eyes as she is trying heavily to continue on task of giving me a blowjob. Once I'm sufficiently wet, Jill climbs aboard and straddles my peter into her ass. She has her back to me and her coochie cladding Melanie. She takes Melanie by the ears and directs her towards her twat.

"Lick me, Darling,"she directs to Melanie.

Melanie pauses for just a moment inhaling Jill's intoxicatingly wonderful fair sex before snaking her tongue through her woman-folds. Jill leans back onto me, squirming her beautiful ass. I wasn't sure which got her going more, being the sum of Melanie and I's sex sandwich or maybe my hard rooster into her ass or Melanie's clapper exploring Jill's sex. It really didn't subject, two guys, two ladies, lots of fun.

whoremaster finally hit his orgasmic peak,"OH FUCK ME. THIS IS SO FUCKING GREAT, piece of tail MEEEEEEE,"he announces to the elbow room in general.

Feeling John's cock erupting into Melanie, made her lose position licking Jill for just a couple of moments. Jill giggled and said to me,"Guess John had to work off all that nutrient somehow,"I laughed.

After John the Evangelist was finished cumming into Melanie, he did something that I didn't expect him to do. He came around to Melanie, thanked her, and leaned down to buss her. After they broke from the kiss, John took a couple of poke on Jill's slit and even jokingly poked her protruded clit. Jill moaned a thank you. John the Divine kissed Jill and turned to leave the room.

Melanie stopped licking Jill and said to John,"Will I get to have intercourse you again ? Your cock is the biggest that I've ever had, and I would wish to a greater extent, if you're unforced,"she says to him in a serious manner.

John turns on his bounder and comes back to the bed saying,"Ma'am, you can deliver me anytime you want. That is one of the squeamish things anyone has ever said to me,"before he leaned into her again, kissing her, although this fourth dimension much more passionately.

When they broke, he kissed her nozzle and then the top of her forehead before getting back up off the bed and heading out.

Jill said to me,"john really is beginning to take on your qualities. He's basically a mini you. He's now fucking with a bit of a flare not just slamming that huge cock into someone,"Jill says in a low tone as Melanie has gone back to thrashing and sucking on Jill as my cock is still buried into Jill's anal retentive cavity.

I can sense Jill's torso give her away as little orgasms are rolling through her.

"Jill my beloved, Melanie asked to play with you. I think over the next bit you and her pauperization to do things together, shop, fuck, more shopping, and lots more get it on,"I say smiling as I feel her wriggle her ass sideways from Melanie's tongue.

Melanie's dead body also begins to spasm. I see her eyes roll back in her skull and her viva assault on Jill retard down dramatically. Jill reaches out and pulls her typeface into her cunt further. Melanie tries to puzzle her glossa into Jill like a spear, but alas, she was cumming too strong to puddle that work.

Watching Melanie and palpate Jill ride my pecker made me feel that marvellous twinge of the inevitable.

Jill who was now just leaning on my pectus came first,"OH roll in the hay ME, MELANIE YOU DO SUCH A WONDERFUL JOB WITH THAT lingua OF YOURS,"as I feel her body tense up as a huge orgasm British pound my Jill's body.

I kiss Jill'neck as I begin to erupt into her ass. As I shoot my load into her, I feel it leaking out of her ass and onto my balls. Melanie leans in a bit foster and licks the cum off my balls.

Melanie stops licking and rolls onto her back exhausted and almost breathless. I untangle myself from Jill's ass as my putz begins to puncture. I get up from the bed and head into the lav to clean myself up.

While I was in there, I heard conversation between Jill and Melanie. Couldn't quite hear the words, but I heard the voices gain enough.

After stepping out of the shower and drying off, I heard summoning of God Lord. This prison term it was Melanie once again. She was hitting her orgasmic heyday on all piston chamber. I peeked my question out of the lav just in time to see Jill's face buried into Melanie. Mel's whole body shook as one coming after another rolled through her body.

Jill was relentless. She didn't let up as Melanie orgasmed over and over."OH GAWD JILL, YOU'RE MAKING ME CUM SOOOOOOOOOOO…."Her voice trailed off as another huge coming ravaged her body.

After several instant of Jill laying dissipation to Melanie's pussy, Mel begged for Jill to break off, she didn't think she had any more left to ease up. Jill moved up and kissed her facial expression before wrapping her arms around Mel. They both were satisfied. They stayed tangled up and slowly tried to fight off the ogre known as sleep.

I smiled and stepped back into the bathroom to thresh my towel into the trammel. My laptop computer was calling, in my header at least.

As I moved through the hallway, I realized how shopworn I was. I turned around and headed back to my bedroom. Once inside, I shed my short pants, kissed both Jill and Melanie and climbed into our log Z's bed. It didn't take long for sleep to overcome me.

CHAPTER 2

When I woke it was Monday and I needed to get back to work. The weekend was different to say the least, a big party, followed by a trip to Bob Jaxson's funeral, then back domicile bringing Melanie Jaxson with us. Jill was sleeping peacefully succeeding to me in bed. Melanie wasn't in the room any longer. I quickly showered, put on some dress underdrawers and a white tee shirt and headed towards the kitchen.

I opened the laptop, put in the earbuds and logged into my employment email.

In less than 18 hours, my work email went from the less than 200 I had left it at to over 450. Really ? 450 ?

So, I began the process of scanning through looking for unity that were not read-only. First one that I found was from Roger. He explained what had happened at the Pinetree in New Orleans. Seems that a couplet of fraternity cat were holding a party, put the emplacement on social media. The party grew exponentially and soon there were so many drunk college tike that one of them tried diving into the pocket billiards from the second-floor cap. He didn't make the jump successfully. To try and hide the screwup, several of them set fire to the room, thus causing an emptying of the entire hotel.

Although, he didn't ask for a reply, I sent him one thanking him for the update.

After Roger's email, there was one from the BF Goodrich guy. He sent another extended tire monastic order, however he did some math and sent additional tires to the 15 new locations, at BF Goodrich's cost as a thank you for being such a good customer. He also said that the first 5 tractor trailers of old tyre had arrived at the recap locating and will be made new and sent back.

I found myself going back to Melanie's chef electronic mail. I responded to him that I have a want to serve several of our restaurant locations to orchestrate and make the worker's lives much easier. I asked him how much he made working for Melanie. I also told him that this stead would require him to trip via commercial message airline business. I told him that I would give a discussion with Melanie about him and sent the email.

The guy that Roger had selected to deal piece training was confirming our class Tuesday at 10am at the local pistol scope. He said that those who don't own a piece, he would have several with him. I thanked him and confirmed the date/time.

I saw an email from Jennifer's sound reminding me that I wanted her to tick off out other big business office buildings. She had design for a sojourn to Atlanta mid-week, just a quick round trip. She was booked on Delta each way. However, she was asking if she should take Diane with her to look at her away from her crazy mom, Nikki. I replied that if she felt it to be the rectify thing to do, then do it. However, be indisputable to fly for the first time class, no penury to fly four-in-hand. Then a thinking came to me, do we ask a travelling agent on board as part of the HR group ? Outside of the two private jets, there is a gravid amount of traveling. Maybe having an receive travel federal agent might help defray some costs and eliminate multiple stops.

To facilitate eradicate some of the spate emails, I looked for ace that had the Sami lead-in and thus being replied ‘ to all ’. I figured out that I only needed to read the most recent one, thus giving me memory access to all the commentary and still getting the information being passed along.

Sharon had also sent one from her phone, asking about picking out a new car that I had promised when she was hired. I replied she should work me pamphlets of the two she most liked and we'll go from there. I already bought Dakota and Tina each a BMW, what would Sharon wreak me ? My capitulum guessed SUV, but my heart thought Mercedes.

I sent Jill an e-mail asking for 500 shares of Jaxson Inc. blood for each of the CG male child. They defended the castle. I wanted to puddle sure they knew how much I appreciated their efforts.

As I was listening to music from the 80's a pair of arms wrapped around my neck opening. One of the hands removed an earbud. I felt mouth kissing my ear. Whom could it be ?

In a barely audible whispering I heard,"Daddy, can I take your baby too ?"I was sure at this point it was Jill having some fun with me. I turned around and was shocked to see, Melanie. She giggled at my jounce. She explained that she knew that Jill and I were trying to conceive our own shaver and thought she would take light of it.

I stood up and put my implements of war around her, pulling her into me. I could feel my turncock beginning to rise. She obviously felt it as well, putting her hand down my trunks and taking wait of my now gruelling cock. She gently stroked it. For some intellect, I just wanted to sweep everything off the board and lay her down putting my cock into her. She unwrap my shortstop and boxers letting the fall to the floor.

I reached down and lifted her up. She wrapped her leg around me as I positioned her wet pussy over my humanness. I lowered her down gently.

"Oh Saint David, you have no idea how much I have missed being touched, being loved, being used for the sexual being I am. I can't thank you enough for insisting that I come here with you,"she said to me with a feeling of love in her eyes.

"Mel, you don't need to rush place, let's telephone call this station your Cicily Isabel Fairfield Coast home,"I say to her trying to throw her feel more at ease.

"Darling, I need to ask you about your chef at the Hamptons habitation. Is he available ? I have a good full-time position for him in the restaurant mathematical group, will he be usable anytime soon ? And, if so, how a good deal do you pay him ?"I ask as we are rocking back and onward making each other feel wonderful.

"St. David, if you want him, he's yours. I've been worrying about what to do with most of the staff. Godfrey has already been spoken for by an overweening Brits couple a land mile or so down the road. I pay my chef $ 36,000 a year plus an annual bonus of $ 1500. Why ? Is that too often ?"she asks as we try to pass out our pleasure.

"OH, MY GAWD, DAVID…. I'M CUUUUUMMMMMMIIINNNNNGGGG,"she said breathlessly. Her eye rolled to the back of her head. She put her head on my shoulder and began to just birr.

I just caressed her back while still thrusting myself into her womanly folds. I took a stair forward pushing her up against one of the bar stools. She leaned backwards and put her arms straight out balancing herself against the bar. I kept my gruntle and rhythmic nookie. Her breathing stayed shallow and the focussing of her eyes clearly was glazed over.

As she regained her composure, she asked me,"David, do you ever go into the office ?"She asked while trying to refocus her senses.

"Not usually, why do you ask ?"

"wellspring, it seems to me that if you're supposed to be the face of the company, shouldn't you actually point your face ?"she asked.

"When it is requirement, I do show up my face. However, I get more accomplished if the employees don't see me coming. I want a truthful peek at exactly what our client see. If I announce my arrival, then I get a fancied-up visit and do not get an factual taste of what our customer are usually experiencing. Look at the top 100 company in the US more than 90 % of their fourth-year management only want to confabulate the ‘ best'their company has to offer up. I take a unlike approach ; how can I fix it if I don't know what's broken ? Does any of this shuffle sense ?"I say to her.

"Do you commend when you told Bob to jazz off and that you lay off ? I told you that he threw his speech sound across the room and broke it into several pieces. Do you vaguely remember that ?"she asks.

"Vaguely ? It feels more like it was last week,"I reply.

"I never fixed that sound. I still have it. It means a lot to me. Until that phone call, I was sure that I was the entirely one who could elicit that eccentric of anger out of Bob. He was used to steam-rolling masses and getting his way all the time. You told him off and before he could argue with you or grouch you or even take you out to the woodshed for an position alteration, you set him on his cad by quitting and hanging up. That was the exact moment that I knew you were the unadulterated person to run the company. Bob couldn't consume his way with you, yet he respected you because you took duty for your natural process and your stage business determination. Heck, the night we met you, if you remember, our usual driver Denise was in some variety of accident. You and Jill came and got us, you made the decisiveness not to charge us and Jill offered to break off and get me anything that I needed from Walgreen's."Melanie tells me.

"Thank you. That means a lot to me,"I say to her.

Over Melanie's shoulder I see my gorgeous wife, wearing one of my white tee shirts come around the corner into the kitchen. She stops and kisses Mel quite passionately.

"How are you doing Mom ?"Jill asks.

"MOM ? ?"I ask.

"Yeah, I figure that since most of the noblewoman here call you Daddy, maybe I should call Melanie Mom. Any trouble with that ‘ pappa'?"Jill says to me all the while smiling her beautiful smile.

"Nope, none at all,"I say knowing there are heavy things to pee-pee an effect about.

I kiss Jill.

"Aren't you done fucking Mom yet ? She might just be tired of your always wanting sex,"Jill says to me giggling.

"audio to me like you're jealous or envious,"I reply to her smiling.

"Jilly, you have no thought how much I'm enjoying this. He can make out me anytime he wants to. Oh, and that boy, the mini-David fucked me silly yesterday. That boy can fuck !"She says with my gumshoe still in her.

"Mom, do you bury we were right there ? Yes, can can fuck. He wasn't always that way, he has been a willing pupil,"Jill explains as she reaches out and twists one of my nipples.

"Well, if he's will, I want to try him again,"Mel says to Jill.

"Jilly ? I like that name for you my darling. Mom, that's two affair you've come up with that's wonderful,"I say to her as I thrust a bit harder.

"Two ? What was the first gear ?"Jill asks.

"To stop calling this place the Commune, start calling it the Chateau,"I keep up the increased jabbing pace.

"Jilly, how does he do this, he just keeps making me cum and cum and cuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmmm,"she says splashing my cock yet again with her woman juice.

As I watched Mom get through a summit yet again, cent came around the nook, wearing her copper colored dog collar. I smiled. This was the first clip she has openly wore the collar since asking me to be her master full phase of the moon time.

"ejaculate over here and infix yourself to Mom,"I direct Penny.

Jill watches with amazement.

Looking down at the floor, Penny moves over next to me and sheepishly says,"Hello Mom. I'm centime. This is my Master. I'm here to serve,"she says in a submissive quality. She kneels next to me looking down at the floor.

"Saint David ! You are a Dom as well as being Daddy ? That's so cool, we need to talk later,"Melanie says.

Jill is just smiling.

"Penny, I don't think your Master has cum yet,"Jill says without giving any specific direction.

I withdraw my cock from Melanie and change state my body towards penny. She willingly opens her oral fissure and begins licking and sucking all of Melanie's woman juice off my cock and balls.

Jill puts her hand behind Penny's read/write head and pushes her face farther towards my pelvis causing her to gag a bit. She swallows hard moving my cock into her throat. I thrust a yoke of clock time before I feel that delightful stab. Without any warning to my slavish I unload the subject matter of my balls into her belly. Even though this feels wonderful, I look at Melanie's heart get large. Is she amazed or excited about Penny ?

As I finish shooting my entire burden into penny, it dawns on me that Jill won't get pregnant if I keep dumping all my dozens into others without putting any in Jill.

penny begins to bat and nurse my cock to clean me up.

Melanie leans into my ear and whisper,"That's the most erotic thing that I've ever seen. You know what this means don't you ?"she says as she is gently running a unmarried finger's breadth through the whisker on my chest.

My idea went into overdrive, Melanie my submissive ? holy place ass ! THAT would be wonderful, this high society fair sex of family being completely submissive to someone else. However, I felt that I needed to pick out an appropriate dog collar and think of a classy public figure for her. Princess came to take care, but I need to call up some more than on this.

"Is anyone thirsty ? I'm starved. I think the chefs went home yesterday, unless ‘ Mom'drug them into her bedroom,"I say laughing.

"NO ! I didn't, I wanted to, but they kissed me and left saying that they would be back in a day or two. They were cute. I don't know which one I like more,"Melanie says to us.

"Did you get a luck to wreak with Fred ? He can sway your world as well,"Jill says to Melanie.

"Penny, will you go around and come alive everyone. It's fourth dimension to start getting ready for a day of employment,"I direct Penny.

"Yes, Master."She says getting up from her position next to me.

Jill reaches into the fridge and pours me a glass of my pineapple plant juice. She kisses me and tells me she's going to shift and head up to the office to do some body of work. I let her cognize that I made another parliamentary procedure of tyre and to please cause certain the other bill from BF Goodrich was paid. She said she would take care of it and headed off towards our bedroom.

Melanie took a composition towel and wiped up our fix off the barstool. Giving herself a quick rub as well before throwing the paper towel into the trash.

"St. David, how do you do it ? You seem to go, go, go all the time. Is there a secret that I'm not aware of ?"Mel asks me.

"No closed book. I love sex, it really charges me up. I drink my pineapple juice. I eat regularly and most of all, I don't allow focus to take up cargo area of me all that often. You've met many of the marvellous multitude that I call my gambol group. They help retain me balance and not all wired up. trustfulness me, if John keeps playing with you, you'll understand what I'm talking about. Next to eating, sex is his principal goal in animation,"I explain to Mel.

Melanie gets up and gives me a osculation before she heads back to her way, Tina's sometime room. I sat there thinking about Tina, hoping she is doing OK. I made a note to text her today and maybe have Amy call her.

As others came into the kitchen, I asked Amy if she would sputter me a twosome of nut and make me a couple slices of toast. She kissed me and began to pull out the necessary stuff to make water my request.

John and Diane came into the kitchen. toilet immediately said,"Oh wonderful, Amy's making breakfast,"with a big smile on his face.

"This is for pappa, maybe if you ASK, I'll make you something as well,"Amy says smiling and giggling.

"Amy, my darling, would you please cook something for Diane and myself ?"He says in a cheeky sarcastic manner. Both Diane and I laughed at his routine. This made even Amy chuckle a bit.

Amy reaches into the fridge again pulling out more food.

Dakota finally makes an appearance. I kiss her salutary morning. She looks over at the coffee pot and sees it not making coffee yet. Diane gets up and starts making it for her. She smiles and kisses Diane on the boldness. Dakota comes over to me and sits down on my lap, kissing me and telling me ‘ in effect break of the day ’.

"Dakota let's shoot Melanie to the mortarboard. I want to see how the projection ended up. I also want to see Sharon, make for sure she is OK with our weekend play company. I think she really took to us quite well. Oh, and everyone, just so you all know, please start calling Melanie MOM. I think she really likes feeling that she is parting of our family. Jill and I owe her everything, if it wasn't for her and Bob, none of this would have been potential, so please retain doing what you've already been doing, just now, call her Mom,"I explain to everyone who is nodding their heads.

Dakota gets up off my lap and read/write head to get her phone to order for a limo to assume us to the Hawk.

Since I still had a couple of minute before breakfast would be prepare, I headed down the hall to raiment for work.

After getting dressed for work, I went back to the kitchen and ate breakfast. John had already gobbled up plate issue one and was filling his plate for serving number two. Diane sat quietly eating. Amy had a plate on the buffet next to where she was cooking.

"Amy, keep an eye out for some boxwood being delivered by FedEx. textual matter me when they arrive,"I tell her.

I kiss her as Dakota and Melanie both arrive at the kitchen. Mom pours herself a cup of java as does Dakota. There's a roast on the front threshold, the car and Fred had arrived.

I grab my laptop and back pack. Dakota has her help'book and we head out to the car.

CHAPTER 3

The drive to the Hawk was a lot quicker than I had anticipated. When we arrived, Fred dropped us off at the front door. I told Fred that we wouldn't need him until about lunch time and maybe his Italian eating house would be a ripe choice. He said he would be back about 11:30. I thanked him, putting another tip in his pocket.

I said howdy to the surety guard and the three of us rode up to the top level. I felt Mom teasingly squeeze my ass until the elevator stopped to let some people on. She just smiled at me. Dakota moved a bit closer to me, still have no idea what it is about Dakota that makes me grateful that she came into my life.

When we reached the top floor, we stepped off. I headed over to Sharon's desk. She had her back to me working on her computer. I saw several car flyers. I was right on both accounting. She had one SUV a President Abraham Lincoln sailing master and a Mercedes E-class sedan chair. It was the third handbill that surprised me : A Ford F-150 tone arm truck.

I picked up the flyer and looked at it. It just didn't seem like her.

"That one is my fill-in pick if the former two are too expensive,"Sharon says to me.

"You don't need a championship choice. Which one do you really desire ?"I asked.

"Um, if you don't really mind, the Mercedes. Always wanted something nice and classy,"She says.

"No concern, when would you like to go clean it out ?"

"Whenever it is convenient to you sir,"she replies.

I give her a instant and ask where do we make me set up. She pauses and says,"We don't have anything set up for you. I thought you worked from home."

"Well, Melanie thinks I should have an office, at least, here to progress to as my ‘ family foundation ’. What do you think ?"I ask.

"Um, I'm not sure that would be a good idea after this yesteryear weekend,"she says to me with a wink. I just smile, trying hard not to pick out her by the hand in front line of everyone and scamper off to an empty office.

Dakota takes Mom's hand and take the air her around the top trading floor so she could see the get view.

I leave my hooey at Sharon's desk and roll off to entrance up with Dakota and Mom. As we walk through the power, respective people stand and introduce themselves and excuse what they do for the company. I introduce both Dakota and Melanie. Each fourth dimension I introduce Melanie the eyes get magnanimous in amazement. Apparently, they had never had hoi polloi this high up in the company just casually walk around the floor.

By the metre we had made a full circle, Sharon had set me up in one of the league elbow room that had a nice view of the metropolis. I asked her to join us for an update on what was going on inside the construction. I also had Dakota foretell the locksmith guy and get him over here at his convenience to get going the lock changing on unoccupied offices in the unanimous building.

As she was making the claim, Sharon asked about the event for the FBI factor and their families. Melanie interrupted and asked if she could help with that. I gave her the information and told her one matter that I wanted was for it to take place at the Chateau and for it to be phratry friendly, pool, BBQ and Lot of music and fun. Sharon led Melanie back to her desk and set her up at a nearby desk to pee-pee calls.

I opened my laptop computer and asked Dakota to find out out where the selective information that the kraft paper hoi polloi brought us. I wanted to see how the study played out. She went out to Sharon, got the information and led me to one base down.

When the elevator opened, we went looking around for the agency that had boxwood in them. We came to a orotund conference room with about 8 or 9 boxwood that were still waiting to be processed. We went further down and constitute mag tape on various doors notating which building that the boxes inside belonged to.

One door was the Flamingo, which soul had printed off a color movie and taped it to the door. This was for the Tampa building.

The next one was an bird of Jove, obviously for Washington DC.

The 3rd one was a Snowy Owl for the Madison, Wisconsin River building.

The quarter one had a pic of a blue devil Jay for the Toronto construction, our only outside building.

And of course, that concluding one was the war hawk, the building we were in.

I started with the war hawk, opening boxes and looking through the files. All seemed to be in a nice Order with each box labeled upkeep, taxes, construction architectural plan, and other assort ways to indicate what each box held. I had Dakota make banker's bill that I wanted all these boxes to be under lock and key in a couple of closets. I did want the most Holocene epoch single file of taxes and any legal placard in a file cabinet by Sharon, for simpleness of access.

After the Hawk, we went back to the Amytal Jay. This building intrigued me. It was our just external building, but more importantly, it was the tallest edifice at 75 stories with an attached 12 level parking garage. I made notes about getting all these boxes to them, but I wanted to find out whom might be Sharon's rival over there.

Dakota suggested that we find out this entropy for all the building. She also reminded me that I was going to annunciate the closure of the Treasure State auditing center. I smiled, thanking her as I had totally forgotten. I dialed up our HR and told them to make the announcement internally, but more importantly for anyone who wanted to transfer to LA, we would offer assistance. I gave HR cross Newberg's public figure and contact headphone, remembering that we had hired him, but I didn't hump where he was working from. HR said they would dog him down.

After about three hr, Sharon came looking for us. She said that Fred was downstairs whenever we were ready. I invited Sharon to get together us for lunch. She willingly accepted.

Sharon took us back up to Melanie, where we all headed out to dejeuner. I was looking forward to Fred's Italian restaurant. On the ride down to Fred, I asked Sharon about a couple of matter. low, are we prepared to commit these file boxful to their corresponding building. irregular, which Mercedes did she really want.

"Sir, I believe that most of the box are ready. I expect that you will probably pass near of the day reviewing the boxes, but your team worked hard getting all those boxes ready for you,"she explained.

"And what about your choice in car ?"I inquired.

"Um, if I'm allowed, I would care the Mercedes E class. I've never owned such a princely car in my entire life. I've always had the old authentic car that was held together with epithelial duct tape measure and Elmer's glue."She said in a serious manner.

Dakota was already texting Fred. Mom was peering over her shoulder smiling.

"Let's go eat, I'm starving,"I said to no one in particular.

When the elevator stopped at the bottom base, the security sentry go waved me over saying,"Sir, I'm sure you don't remember me, but you tried to invite me and my married woman one William Ashley Sunday morning to join you and your family for breakfast. Well, my wife wants me to extend an offer to you to join us for dinner one evening,"he says to me.

"That would be wonderful. Probably in the next couple of calendar week, I'll be having a shindig at my home, pool, BBQ, music lots of fun, very kin friendly. We would make out it if you and your entire class would join us. Here's my bill, let me put my base savoir-faire on the vertebral column along with my personal cell phone phone number. anticipate me !"I mitt him my business card.

We shake men and my group heads out to Fred and the waiting car.

"What's the effective word Fred ?"I ask.

"È una giornata meravigliosa per la alimentary paste"he says to me in his best Italian accent.

"What does that signify ?"I ask.

"It means that it's a enceinte day for pasta,"he says smiling at me.

"Let's go, I'm hungry,"I say getting into the car.

The driveway to the restaurant didn't take that long. Sharon asked why we weren't going to our own restaurant brand. I explained that this restaurant that Fred introduced us to was delightful. She shrugged and just accepted my reasoning.

On the way there I reminded Dakota about the firearm education tomorrow at the Police pistol range. Both Sharon and Mom asked if they could join as well. I told them,"The more the merrier,"smiling the whole way.

"Dakota, later, when you have some time, please song Tina. I want to pull in surely she made it to her Mom's OK,"I said to her.

When Fred pulled the limo into the parking lot, I made sure that Fred was invited to join us for dejeuner. He accepted with his usual politeness.

He pulled the car up to the front door, scurried around and opened the door for the four of us to exit. He then pulled the limo to the far end of the parking lot to try and not adopt up any blossom parking spaces.

As he walked towards the restaurant, I could see the jut that his shoulder holstered firearm made in his jacket.

When he got to the door, I held the door receptive for him. He tried to be civilised, but I just playfully pushed him inside. He was immediately greeted by his protagonist, the owner.

Mom commented about how delectable the whole place smelled.

"Bob didn't like Italian, said it was too messy and not something polite people eat,"she said to us all.

The owner sat us at a gracious table that held 6. The gregarious proprietor kissed on the impudence each of the ladies, with a bit of a flirt to Mom.

"The usual,"Fred said.

The owner brought over 5 wine glasses and a big bottle of Chianti. He began to decant for everyone, but I politely declined asking for glass of succus. He offered me grape juice, Orange juice and Malus pumila juice. I chose the apple juice.

"Um, David, you don't drink ?"Mom asked.

"No, not really. I prefer to be solve headed not in some wine induced haze,"I answered.

"But, isn't that a bit hypocritical ? You're telling Sharon that she can booze, but you refuse to. That seems counterintuitive,"she says to me.

"No one is making anyone drink. If anyone doesn't want to or spirit they would rather have something else, then that's up to them to mouth up,"I reply.

Mom shrugs her berm and begins chatting with Sharon.

As the server brings my orchard apple tree juice, she also brings a big basket of garlic toast.

"This is Yummy, Mom !"Dakota exclaims as she is reaching into the basket before anyone else.

As we are all enjoying the garlic simoleons, the plateful of spaghetti with heart and soul sauce make it. They also bring a large shaker of grated Parmesan-Romano cheeseflower. Everyone takes turns shaking it onto their lunch. We are all laughing, feeding, and enjoying lunch. No work, no drama, no stress.

"Hey, I know you, you're St. David Graham Greene. I saw you on the telly,"this British guy says from two tables away.

"Jacques Louis David, that's Billy matinee idol !"Mom says to me all excited.

he-goat gets up and comes over to our table, pulling a hot seat up succeeding to me, but not actually at the table, just in the aisleway.

"Am I remembering right or was I in a drunken stupor, did you drive me one night in a limo ?"He asks rather loudly.

"Yes, I did. It was my first Night. I was learning to turn a drive around working with a company that I now own. I remember you were a client. Have you gotten one of our new clients only placard ?"I ask.

"Absolutely, mate. That card is wicked. I don't have to have a bun in the oven cash any long, plus I can use the board anywhere just like a Mastercard,"He says. I see Fred being very concerned in the revelation about me learning to be a chauffeur.

"billy goat, will you please join us for tiffin ?"Mom asks.

"Sorry luv, my girlfriend Daisy and I just got our repast,"He replies.

Fred leans back and asks that their meals be moved over to our tabular array and an additional hot seat be added to reconcile. The host goes and collects the plates bringing them and Daisy over to the tabular array. Mom pushes me over to make room for nightstick and his girlfriend. I just smiling and scooch my president over. Dakota is smiling now from ear to ear.

I ask Dakota if she had a placard for mike Booker, our record recording label guy. She reached into her book and produced one for me.

"Billy, here's my recording studio executive's card. He's willing to offer you 6 FREE hours of studio apartment time,"I tell him as I am handing him Mike's card.

"SIX hours you say bloke ? Man, that's a wholly lot of clock time. Are you for sure you want an old bugger like me to take up six minute of recording studio metre ?"He says.

"Do you want the time or not ? We would hump to possess you come and turn on new stuff,"I say. Mom is now watching and listening to the work conversation. She asks for a pair of wine shabu for Billy and Daisy. When the server take with them, she has the server put some Chianti into the methamphetamine. Mom takes them and gives them to nightstick and Daisy, who graciously accept them.

hearing to Mom and billy club chat, I look around the room. Virtually everyone in the restaurant is watching and listening to their conversation. Billy regales us with tales of being on the road and some of the ‘ really, really stupid things that he used to do while on tour ’. the great unwashed were whispering and trying to charge subtly at Billy.

Billy leans over to me and says quietly,"Get used to it mate, you're a celebrity now,"he says grin and going back to his conversation with Mom.

I feel a deal caressing my second joint underneath the table. It's Sharon. I look at her and grin giving her a wink.

As the foremost bottle of Chianti is emptied, billy offers to buy us another one. Fred and I decline but the three ma'am say yes.

We're all finished with our meals ; the owner comes by and thanks us for our trade. He asks if he can get a picture of he-goat, he obliges.

Fred pokes his complex number watch silently. I ask for our bill, our new acquaintance billy goat tries to pay for the meal, but I won't allow it. He's our Guest and thus we pay for our guests. Dakota hands him my business card, on the back she has written our address and William Tell Billy and Daisy that if they're in Town this weekend, to terminate by. He says he will control his agenda, but don't be surprised if they do block off by.

I take a heavy smell at Daisy, she's about Dakota's age with a slightly bigger frame and booby. I'm guessing she's a big C or maybe a humble D cup. As I pay for the meal, Mom practically leaps into truncheon's thorax asking Dakota to lease a image of him and her together. Just before the phone camera flashes, Mom turns and plant a big osculation on Billy's lips. The trice goes off at exactly the right instant. Mom squeals with delight.

Daisy walks around the commotion and comes over to me. She kisses me, not on the lips but on the impudence susurration in my ear,"if we come to your household, I get you first,"I kiss her back, but on the lips. She squeezes my ass and all of us say our goodbyes.

As we are walking through the eatery, Fred ends up next to me asking,"You were a chauffeur ?"

"Yep, that's how Jill and I met. She was my trainer. At the clip she was the most requested chauffeur in the company,"I say about Jill.

Fred offers to go get the limo and add it to the strawman, I tell him that the walk of life will do all of us good, including our three ladies who drank nearly of two nursing bottle of Chianti. Fred and I just laughed about that one.

"Sharon, call up the office, tell them I'm kidnapping you and you won't be back until tomorrow,"I say to her.

She gladly calls study telling them just what I instructed her.

"All done chief, prison term to go home and play ?"she asks with a twinkle in her eyes.

"Absolutely !"

"Fred, to the bureau let me get my laptop computer and then we're heading abode,"I tell him.

He complies without hesitation.

Melanie and Dakota are sitting next to each other chatting away about their favorite billy goat Idol songs. Mom loves ‘ Rebel cry'while Dakota likes ‘ Elwyn Brooks White wedding party ’. I pipe in with ‘ Mony, Mony ’. Sharon, on the other hand, lays her head in my lap, stroking my cock through my trousers. Dakota giggles.

Fred announces we are at the hawk as he pulls the limousine up to the look room access. I get out and travel rapidly into the lift. The drive is slacken as people get on and get off stopping at several floors. When I arrive at the top storey, I step off the elevator to see our friend the locksmith. I go over to him, cover what I want to take place. He says it will take at least a week, maybe a bit longer if he gets wad of emergency calls as he just was approved for AAA service. I told him, no kick, work at your own step don't via media your other customer. He thanks me for the business and goes back to his work.

I get my laptop, my backpack and head back down to the car. I stop at Sharon's desk and grab her bag and shut off her computer.

Thankfully, the ride down was much faster than going up as we only had to stop once to pick people up, but they were heading to the bottom storey as well.

I got into the limo and we headed back to the Chateau.

Sharon wasted no time in unzipping my trouser and sportfishing for my cock. She wrapped her lips around the bulbous head and began sucking me, licking me, and trying to immerse my total manhood. This made Dakota chuckle. Watching us, Mom began playing with herself. Dakota slid over adjacent to her and began playing with Mom allowing her to just sit back and become a voyeur to Sharon and me.

As I was enjoying Sharon's oral expertise, I see Dakota move down in forepart of Mom, pulling her bloomers and scanty down and snake her tongue into Mom's wet pussy. Mom lets out a big moan, gently grasping Dakota's drumhead pulling it into her deeper. Dakota inserts two fingers into Mom rubbing them firmly on her G-spot, which made her cum almost instantly.

Dakota kept licking as the limo hurried towards the house.

Fred announced that we were about two minutes from the sign. The peeress all began to reassess themselves. Sharon, a bit disappoint, stuffed my peter back into my pants and zipped me up.

As Fred held the room access open for everyone, I told him to park the car over in the street corner and join us inside, he politely accepted. I could see he was very bewitch with Mom.

CHAPTER 4

I waited by the battlefront threshold for Fred. He parked the limo and called Paula letting her know that the limo is parked at the Chateau. She replies and he hangs up.

Once we're inside, I am met by a horny Sharon. She takes me by the hand and leads me to my bedchamber. Mom takes Fred's hand and leads him to her bedroom. Dakota follows Sharon and me.

Inside my bedroom, Sharon is disrobe quickly. She unbuckles my belted ammunition, unzips my pants, and get-up-and-go my boxers down to my ankle. I step out of them all and remove my shirt. I'm now as naked as she is. Dakota only takes a twosome of seconds to get au naturel as well. She knows that I always love having her join in with me and whomever else I'm playing with.

Sharon push my naked body onto one of the play bed. Dakota gets in on the other side of me. Sharon begins to lick and suck my humanness into her back talk in a ravenous mode. Dakota pushes me back and puts her sweet wet pussy over my waiting glossa. Dakota was riding my face, and Sharon was using her oral skills on my knockout cock. I could hear her gag a bit as she tried to swallow my entire pecker, but it kept touching her uvula causing her to gag plentiful amounts of spittle.

I'm really enjoying this dangerous undertaking with Sharon and Dakota. I think to myself just how Sweet Dakota's pussy succus predilection. I thrust my clapper into her harder and deeper. I tilt my chief a bit to set out nibbling on her clitoris. This makes her yelp just a bit since I didn't open her any warning.

The oral activities stopped. It only stopped for a couple of moments as I felt a warm, tight kitty impale on my hard-wet cock. The all bed is rocking as Sharon is moving her pelvis back and Forth River and Dakota was matching the hip cause.

Dakota came first. She stayed completely mute, yet I felt her knees clamp hard on my head as a huge orgasm rolled through her. Her snatch expelled a large amount of woman juice, which I lapped up with enthusiasm even if my own breathing was being obstructed quite a bit.

Sharon was not silent at all. When she hit her orgasmic peak, she just yelled out,"YOU ARE THE topper BOSS IN THE whole mankind, GAWD DAMN THIS FEELS SO GREAT. I'M CUUUUUUMMMMMIIIIIINNNNNNGGGGGGG,"she says as her dead body shakes with an orgasmic spasm.

I feel her wetness spattering my cock and chunk.

Sharon collapses on my chest. Dakota gets off my fount as her common sense return to her and her breathing returns to normal. Dakota kisses me declaring her love for me yet again. She gets off the bed and walk a bit wobbly-legged towards the bathroom. I hear the shower begin. In my foreland, I was thinking how practically fun it is to be with her in the shower.

It doesn't select very long before I hear Sharon lightly snoring as her head respite on my chest. In the aloofness, I could hear Mom reaching her meridian with Fred, or at to the lowest degree I believed it to be Fred.

I gently work my way out from underneath Sharon, leaving her quietly sleeping on the turn bed. I step into the bathroom, but not in time as Dakota was done with her rain shower and almost completely dried off. I put my weaponry around her from behind. I whispered in her ear,"favorite, I am so happy that you came into my life,"I say as romantically as potential to her.

She twists her organic structure around putting her weapons system around my cervix and kisses me tough and passionately.

"Daddy, it's me whose lucky. You have given me the one thing in life that I've always wanted but never trusted anyone enough to allow happen. You've given me a baby. OUR baby,"she says looking me neat in the oculus before our sass conform to yet again.

"I just knew I smelled orgasms,"Jill says giggling a bit seeing Dakota and me in the bathroom.

I kiss Jill.

"I see you laid waste product to our new gal, Sharon. She's on the play bed snoring. Jeeze David, it's fun to play with them, but do you really have to have intercourse them into obliviousness ?"She says to me in a laughing manner.

"Is Mom still at it in her chamber ?"I ask.

"Yes, she is. Who's in there with her, one of the chefs ?"Jill asks.

"No, Fred,"I say to her. Jill's eyes grew big and she begins to laugh.

"Really ? Damn, she's quite the strumpet, isn't she ?"Jill says.

Dakota starts laughing and says,"Aren't we all ?"

That comment made all three of us laugh. I jump in the shower and Dakota leaves the bathroom. In just a couple of moments, Jill is naked and in the rain shower with me.

"Got anything left for me ?"Jill asks with a smile.

"EVERYTHING I have is for you,"I say as I lean into her and snog her. She puts her implements of war around me. We just stand underneath the hot water making out like a couple of teenagers. I'm not sure how prospicient we stood there kissing, but it felt like quite a while.

We chose to just shower and get cleaned up. Jill turned off the water and we stepped out and began drying each other.

When we were dry, Jill began brushing her pilus. I offered to help her, which she accepted. I took her by the hand and led her to our bed. I sat on the bed with my legs spread in a V shape so Jill could sit with her back close to me. I began brushing her fuzz. She began moaning and telling me how much she loves being petted. little matter such as brushing her fuzz she truly enjoys. I lean forward and kiss the back of her neck opening. I keep kissing the rachis of her neck opening.

"Let's make a child,"she says to me.

I turn her around and get down kissing her lips just like we were doing in the shower bath. We just kept kissing and stroking each early. It might have been one of the most erotic things we have done in quite a piece. She pulls me on top of her and our bodies merge as one. I thrust gently. She wiggles her trunk underneath me. I push deep into her. She responds by thrusting back on my manhood. She digs her blackguard into the mattress and raising her pelvic arch to encounter my thrusts. We push ourselves towards a mutual peak. When it arrives, we orgasm virtually simultaneously. Something in my heading William Tell me that we have achieved our goal. A sister ! I don't know how to explicate it, but I know just as sure as I know that Jill loves me.

After we both reach an orgasm together, we just lay there still coupled and control each other whispering our declarations of love for one another.

At some item during our love-making, Sharon woke up and went to the lavatory to shower. She put one of the large robes on and left our room.

Jill and I just laid in each early's weapons system for quite a while. In my mind, I was celebrating. We had made a baby ! Of course, facts would birth to be checked to make up sure we achieved what we set out to carry out, but in my eye and in my head, I knew it was mission accomplished. I wanted to leap out of bed, run through out the halls yelling"we made a sister !"But I thought better of it and just laid in bed with the dearest of my life.

We both must have dozed off. When I woke, I moved myself from being all tangled up with Jill. My vesica was my sea captain, now. I head into the bathroom and do my concern. After washing my hands and brushing my teeth I head out and put on another pair of basketball short and a white tee shirt.

Quietly, I head out of the chamber, looking over my shoulder at my beautiful sleeping married woman. I close the door once I was in the hallway. I hear a door undecided behind me. I turn to see Fred just leaving Mom's room. Nice ! I think to myself.

I walk to the kitchen. Something smells scrumptious. Amy tells me that she is making a very large pot of beef stroganoff. She tells me that she uses grate chuck instead of cubed beef. It makes the dish go farther, which with John living with us we certainly need. I take a spoon and replete it. I blow on it then take the bit, it was yummy. I started to take another bite but was playfully chastised by Amy not to double-dip. I rolled my eyes telling her that if I can soak up the womanhood juice out of her, I think I can make another spoonful. She laughs and hands me another plumb spoon.

I head over to the front man door and clean up my laptop. I plug in and log into my work electronic mail once again. bunch of email, but none of any veridical importance. I begin trudging through the read-only ones, deleting them after they're read.

Amy comes over and sits down. She has kind of a melancholy look on her face.

"pappa, why did Tina bequeath us ?"She says to me.

"Her Mom really needs her now that her begetter has passed on. Tina just wants to step out on her own, become her own charwoman. She knows she is loved by everyone here and I made sure as shooting she knew she is always welcome here. I know it hurts,"I say to her in a heartfelt manner.

"But it was such a surprise. I thought that maybe I had done something wrong,"she says

"You didn't do anything wrongfulness. I know how you feel. I miss her too. Did you send for her or hear from her ? Did she get to her Mom's safely ?"I ask.

"Yeah, I got a text message that she made it to her Mom's OK,"Amy tells me.

"Well, at least we know she made the trip safely,"I say to her in a grievous manner.

I put my munition around her and just give her a overnice gentle hug.

Fred comes into the kitchen. He stands over the pot of stroganoff staring into it. Amy breaks from the hug to walk over and deal Fred a fresh spoon. He fills the spoonful, blows on it to cool it off a bit then put the unhurt spoonful in his mouth. He moans in approval and stands there looking at the pot silently debating about also double-dipping. Amy hands him another unobjectionable spoonful and mockingly says,"Men."

I chuckle to myself.

Fred asks after his endorse taste of nutrient if he could just sit and talk with me a bit.

"take on a seat Fred,"I tell him.

"Um, sir how is it you ended up becoming a chauffeur, meeting Jill, marrying her and more importantly ended up owning that car service company ?"Fred asked.

"Well, it started with me applying for a part prison term job to supplement my remuneration as a eatery manager after my divorce. I came across an ad that said, ‘ driver needed ’. When I called, that's how I met Tina, she was the director's personal assistant. I interviewed, which was quite possibly the most bizarre interview on the cheek of this planet. I got hired, but somehow, I had impressed well enough that they wanted me to go full time. They offered me much more than I made at the eatery. I quit my eatery job and rolled the dice taking the chauffeur job. My first night on the road, I was paired with Jill. She was so unbelievably gorgeous, I fell in love with her the moment we met. However, I was dating Tina which at first caused some friction. It was by sheer luck that I met Bob and Melanie Jaxson. Their normal driver was in a horrible car fortuity earlier that evening and the car dispatcher begged Jill to go pick the Jaxson's up. Jill let me handle them, but she would watch me carefully and step in if I get in over my head with them."I explain to Fred, however now Amy was listening

"So how did you get from trainee to where you are now ?"Fred inquires. Amy had turned the food to low to let the flavors marry and took a seat at the table.

"That's when David and Jill showed their genuine gloss,"Melanie said as she walked into the kitchen. She leans in and kissed Fred on the lips and sits down next to him.

I let Melanie continue with the story.

"Saint David came to the bottom of the stair of our plane. He took our luggage and put it in the trunk, he held the door open for us and got into the front. He already knew the hotel we were scheduled to bide at. I had a headache and complained to Jill that I must look atrocious because I was so sick from the hard flight of stairs through mess of bad weather,"Melanie tells all of us.

She continues on saying,"Jill offered to stop at Walgreen's to get me whatever I wanted, which at that mo was to just get to the hotel and convey a yearn soak in a hot bath. Jacques Louis David waited a couple of moments and turned around apologizing over and over about having the incorrect car, not being the usual number one wood. He really impressed Bob with his forthrightness and his show of respect towards us. He even told us that our trip was absolve that night since it was with the faulty car and not our usual driver. Bob was absolutely impressed and offered David a job as we got to the hotel."Melanie continues.

"So, you became a top number one wood as well ?"Fred asked.

"Actually, no. Jill showed me the ins and outs of our job. The conflict between a customer and a client. I met Donna through Jill, she was the night handler at the McCall."I said.

"Oh yeah, I know that billet, existent nice. They just redid the whole station a few years back and now it is gorgeous. Just like you,"Fred says looking at Melanie.

Mel blushes a bit playfully slapping him on the shoulder joint. They both smile at one another. In my head, they make a cute couple.

I go back to telling the tarradiddle,"I worked a couple of shifts with Jill. Tina got madder and madder at me because she was so covetous of Jill. Then the unthinkable happened. Jill and I played a bit afterwork in the Humvee limo. We had a wonderful time. After we ended the playing period, we went our severalise ways. I just get family and my phone was ringing silly. It was Jill. She was in a bad accident on the way home plate. She called our foreman. She called Tina. Finally, out of despair she called me. I got in my stupid car and horde like a bat out of hell to get to her. It took me just 11 transactions to go from my apartment to City hospital. I ran every yellowness light and maybe a red lightness or two. When I got the infirmary, I raced in finding the exam room where she was. When I stepped into the exam way, I saw just how beautiful and how tenuous she was. That's the exact moment I knew I was going to ask her to conjoin me,"I said to everyone.

"Hey, are we close to being ready to eat ? I'm starvation,"I say before going on further.

"You all salutary get a plateful before John gets home from work,"Amy tells us. I glance at the clock and realize that it's only 5:30 everyone is probably still in traffic coming home.

Amy scoops out a huge amount onto a plate and hands it to me along with a glass of ice-cold Milk River. Fred stands up and makes a plate for Melanie, then himself. Amy puts some on a smaller crustal plate.

"WOW, this is delicious Amy. Thank you for making this,"I tell her. She smiles her beautiful smile and pulls her cute body up onto the buffet holding her collection plate and eating.

Dakota and Jill finally make it out to the kitchen.

"Oh, look everyone, the dead has arisen,"I say chuckling. Dakota just ignores me and makes herself a plate. Jill playfully slaps the back of my caput causing everyone to giggle.

"Um, where was I ?"I ask filling my font wide of scrumptious stroganoff.

"You were telling us about Jill in the hospital emergency room,"Amy said.

"Oh, gawd Jacques Louis David, you're not boring everyone with that old storey,"Jill says in a mocking tone.

"Pipe down you,"Mom says to Jill.

I giggle, this is the first fourth dimension I've seen Mom act like a normal person just enjoying life. I know it's been such a short time, but maybe allowing yourself to go back to enjoying life history helps cure whatever ail you.

"Go on David,"Mom directs.

"well, there's not lots to say. Jill was all silly with me, hopped up one all the pain Master of Education that they gave her. I'm not for certain she even remembers much about that night. It was the very maiden meter she told me she loved me, of course it was mostly due to her drug induced daze,"I say laughing. Now, everyone is giggling at Jill's expense, she just smiles knowing it's all in fun.

I continued on with the history,"Jill was in the hospital a couple of Clarence Shepard Day Jr.. When she was being released, I went out to get my car from the parking lot. Tina called me and broke up with me right there in the hospital parking lot over the phone,"I say to everyone.

"That Bitch !"Amy says.

"No, no. It was our boss, she controlled everything and everyone. She made Tina let on up with me as she had me on speakerphone. I sat in my car a couple of minutes, I made a yoke of quick sound cry and ram my car around and picked Jill up at the front room access. Jill knew immediately that something had happened,"I say.

Jill steps in at this point,"David told me that Tina just broke up with him. He wanted to make one stop before taking me home. When I saw him pulling the car into a jewelry store parking lot, I got mad. Really mad at him. I fussed at him,"Jill explains to everyone.

"Um, deary, you did a whole lot more than fuss at me. You yelled at me, telling me that I was being pudding head. That buying her a piece of jewelry wouldn't fix matter. You called me damn near every mean value mean thing you could think of,"I say to her.

"So, what happened then ?"Mom asks.

"David takes me into the jewelry store and has me look at engagement/wedding sets telling me to pick out one that I liked. I kept at him telling him that proposing to her wouldn't get her back, but David persisted ignoring my fussing. I pick out a truly beautiful set. He buys the set and asks that the engagement ring be put in a separate box. The salesman does just that and goes to hand the box to David, who like a klutz drops the box. He bends down on one stifle to pick it up and opens the box and just stays there on one stifle not saying a word. Just holding the box open. I was speechless. Here this whole time I thought he was going to propose to Tina and in fact he proposed to me."Jill said. I watched as both Amy and Mom's centre were tearing up. Fred just smirked and nodded his question in a manner that gave me his approval.

Dakota piped in,"WOW, I never knew all of that. What a bully love level. No wonder why all of us ma'am love you,"say it in such a solemn manner.

"OK, everyone, we now all know the Jill and David story. Take it well-situated tonight, we have the firearm training tomorrow morning time. Dakota, I'm going to put you in charge of reminding everyone and making a listing so I can let the instructor know how many will be attending. Please be surely to yell Donna, Jennifer and Paula. I want to include them as well. I know that John and I think Diane want to go. Sharon said she wants to go. Of course, I want Fred there. Do what you usually do and get a head count and rescript enough automobile for us all. Fred's car is in the courtyard."I direct Dakota to take care of for me.

"Sir, I probably should get the car back to the federal agency so it can be prepped for another customer,"Fred says to me.

"No, you don't need to do that now. You're welcome to stick the night, that is if Mom would care you to do so,"I say looking at Mom.

"Absolutely, I just don't know if he wants to spend the night with this old gal ?"Mom says with a bit of flirtation in her voice.

"Mom, why do you go along calling yourself an old gal. You are beautiful, get over this ‘ old gal'bit. You're the only one that thinks you're old. Please stop being so hard on yourself,"I say to her.

Jill adds,"Mom, no one here cares about your age. You're family unit. Our family,"looking at Melanie.

Fred puts his hand on her leg causing Melanie to lean her oral sex on his shoulder. I really couldn't explain it but she seemed to be at pacification with what we had said to her.

"David has anyone told you that you need a very formal dining way ? All of us in this kitchen is skillful, but in this monster of a house, you need some top end furniture. If I could have some assistance, I would love to help render your home,"Mom says to me.

"Mom, I would be honored if you were volition to help decorate this position. We've been distracted since we acquired the Chateau,"I tell her.

Jill asks,"Mom, whom would you like to help you shop for piece of furniture ?"

Clearly Dakota wants no portion of this as she keeps her head down and looking at her food.

"Can I borrow John's girl ? She strikes me as the shopping type,"Mom asks.

"Absolutely !"

Dakota was happy. She wasn't put in that inept home of having to serve two masters.

Just as I was about to ask where the rest of the pack was John, Diane, Paula, Donna, Jennifer, and Sharon all piled into the kitchen. Lots of hello's were spoken, but just as Mom predicted, we were all cramped together.

Dakota hops off the counter and heads towards her sleeping room to get her help's leger and make some earpiece calls.

Not surprising at all, St. John the Apostle makes a target line for the stroganoff.

"Hey, make your girl a plate first you oaf,"Amy says to John giggling as she does so.

"Um, that's exactly what I was going to do if you'll just give me a gall-darn hour,"john playfully barks back.

CHAPTER 5

toilet does indeed make Diane a plateful. Then he does something else that shocked virtually everyone else, he fixes shell for Paula, Donna, Jennifer, and Sharon. No one said anything, but the looking of amazement was seen by all the ladies.

"Excuse me John, I want to steal your girlfriend away for a bit. I need help picking out article of furniture for this house. David said it would be OK,"Mom says to John.

"It's fine with me, she loves shopping, but you got to ask her boss,"John says pointing to Jennifer.

"Don't looking at at me, if Saint David OK'd it then it's already settled,"Jennifer says.

Diane smiles. She's very happy she gets to halt worrying about Nikki and go shopping with Melanie.

"Mom, I would wish one of the CG boys to escort you, for you own refuge,"I tell her. Fred pulls out his cell earpiece and begins texting

"Melanie, what time do you want to go away tomorrow for shopping ?"Fred asks.

"Don't we have that gun affair in the morning ?"Melanie asks.

"Yes, you do. How about one of the male child will escort you and Diane from the shooting range to your shopping ?"Fred asks.

Melanie leans over and gives him a smooch. I see her mouth the Bible ‘ thank you'to him.

I glance at Jill who is smiling ear to ear seeing Fred and Melanie get along so well.

Looking around the way, I notice that Allison isn't here.

"Has anyone seen cent ?"I ask.

Amy speaks up,"She's over at the studio. All three of the miss are there working. Allison said to evidence you that she needs to put in time working to pay the first installment of her rip and her part of the stage business,"Amy explains. In my head, I really didn't want to have to explicate to Melanie about the studio or the three girls. Thankfully, she didn't ask.

"OH yeah, I'm supposed to tell you that mike Booker called. He wanted to bed how you landed Billy Idol to come to the studio. He said to tell you give thanks you,"Amy tells me.

"Billy perfection ? No fucking way,"John the Divine said getting everyone to giggle.

There's the John the Evangelist we all know and love, using his favorite news.

"David, you remember I'm heading to Atlanta on Wed, right ?"Jennifer asks me.

"Yes, I do, but now you don't need to worry about Diane, she's going to be with Mom,"I tell her.

We sit around eating and enjoying each early's ship's company. Before hanker I realize that a few hours have passed. I look at the microwave oven clock thinking that I had ordered clocks for each room, but the microwave clock read 10:02.

I got up wished everyone unfermented ambition, took Jill by the helping hand and headed off to bed. On the way there, Sharon stops us.

"Boss, this has been a slap-up day. You fed us luncheon, we met Billy Idol and his girl, you fucked my head out and I only worked a half a day. Thank you,"Sharon says to me. She leans in and kiss me on the lips.

"Um, we have the firearm instruction tomorrow but after than we have an errand to run,"I tell her.

"Yes, foreman. Did I mention that you are a great boss ? I've had more fun with you in this short time than all the time I worked for the kraft paper people. They only believed in study, never any fun. Heck, they stopped having Christmas parties a couple of class ago because someone was ‘ offended ’."Sharon said in a life-threatening manner.

"Well, if I may paraphrase Ozzy, you're on the ‘ Crazy Train'now."I tell her. She kisses me as Jill tugs at my bridge player to chair me to our bedchamber. Once inside, we close the door. Jill reaches around me and locks it, keeping everyone out.

We begin making out once again. Jill is such a brilliant kisser. I just jazz the spirit of her easygoing tender lips on mine, her tongue rassling with mine, her teeth lightly biting on my fanny lip. All in a very sensuous manner. Pulling her in tight, she wraps her arms around me and whisper in my ear,"favorite, I love you,"in such a heartfelt manner I just pluck her tightly to my body. We slowly and erotically get down to remove each other's clothes. They stay where they fall off our bodies.

As we both end up bare, Jill takes my hand and leads me into the bathroom. I follow her into the rain shower. She turns the water system on, hot, very hot. The steam immediately begins to hustle through the bathroom. Jill and I embrace yet again. We begin to snog once again care high school teenagers. In my straits, there is no way I'm not making a baby with this gorgeous, wonderful, smarting woman that I call my married woman.

As the hot water cascade over our bodies, the heat relaxes both of us. We stand entangled in each other kissing and caressing. My manhood is pointed towards the ceiling. I lean down and start out to lick and suck on Jill's endowed dresser. For whatever reason, my mind made the comparison to Belinda. She is clearly larger and more endowed than Jill, but it's Jill that has my heart.

I feel Jill's hand snuggling and stroking my cock. I pick her up by her waist and gently find her wrap her legs around my torso. She entangles her ankle behind my spine. I hold her underneath her second joint allowing her womanhood to logical argument up with my cock. Slowly I lower berth her down onto me. She must wiggle her ass just a bit to line me up with her love jam. Once we are positioned, I let sobriety do the work as she slides down onto me.

We begin our slowly rhythmic sexual love devising in the shower bath. I feel her lady succus coating my cock and balls as we continue to hurtle together in unison. I step forward putting her back against the shower rampart. I thrust a bit harder into her. I hear her moaning into my ear. I continue to stuff all the while kissing her and her neck. She continues to moan in complete acceptation of my effort to make passion to my darling wife.

It really didn't take that long as we both once again orgasmed together. I felt my organic structure shoot all I had into my lovely Jill. She responded by splashing my cock, balls, and second joint with her woman juice. We kept rocking back and forth continuing to orgasm. Other than saying ‘ I Love You'no other run-in were spoken.

As we finished reaching our simultaneous tiptop, we pulled each other underneath the still hot water supply, rinsing the sex off us. After we felt we were clean, Jill turned off the shower and we stepped out together. We took our time drying each early off, slowly, gently, and erotically. Once we were dry, we walked hand in hand into our bedroom, climbed into bed and entangled our physical structure once again. We kissed for how farseeing, I'm not sure but after quite a while, we both began to finger our center get leaden and we drifted off to sleep, together, sated and well-chosen.

I thought to myself about how wonderful my life story has been since I took that job as a chauffeur. I found it nice to fictionalize to Fred and the gang how Jill and I got together because of that job. Yes, without a uncertainty, being a chauffeur changed my biography for the better.

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