The Chauffeur………the audience

BY : PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2018

CHAPTER 1

I never thought that at 40 I would be divorced. I have a dandy son, that I don't get much time to see. I have the usual bills like mortgage, car payment, and now, child financial support. Somehow, it just doesn't seem fair that the innocent company in a divorce gets raked over the ember by category court.

I have no objection paying child support. However, in my state men almost always lose.

To keep up my visor, I was forced to bet for a part sentence job. I work 40-50 hr a hebdomad as a restaurant director. Yet, that money was no longer enough to keep my financial psyche above water.

I called several friends inquiring if they knew any parting time jobs that I could take on. Everyone said the Saami matter to me that ‘ time were tough ’.

I went on-line looking for part time study and ran across an ad for drivers needed. I waited until Monday to call the number listed inquiring about the placement. To my surprisal, a delightful lady answered the phone with a cold-shoulder southern drawl to her voice.

"Thank you for calling Happy, Happee limo. This is Tina speaking. Do you necessitate a limousine for tone arm or airdrome service ?"Her spokesperson just seemed to ‘ smile'over the phone.

I hesitated for a moment before answering,"Neither, I'm calling about a position that I saw your company 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, most likely just 5 minutes or so. Finally, a cleaning woman with a abstruse eastern European emphasis answered. My head quickly thought of the old toon"Boris and Natasha"as Sasha's voice sounded just like Natasha.

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

Sasha's answer was that the berth was to cut down off and clean up multitude as directed by the dispatcher. In the slow times, the number one wood is to either patrol the airdrome arrival area or wait outside one of the half 12 top end repair hotels that they have contracts. The position revolves carrying their business to whatever terminus they requested for a flat fee.

In my head, it sounded like a decent job. I asked what the working hours that would be required of me. Sasha told me that I needed to meet with her at the limo situation Tuesday about 8 pm. She also went on to separate me that I needed to bear my best dress suit, so she could make sure that I would be dressed earmark if they were to put up me the position.

On Tuesday, I showed up at the address she gave me about 15 minutes early. I parked my Toyota Corolla, got out, checked my suit, and sprayed a pile sprayer in my oral cavity. The suit I wore has dim slacks and a lightlessness dress suit coat. I wore my dearie cobalt blue long sleeved tog shirt with a muted maroon tie with a matching maroon hanky. I made sure to polish my black smash and black attire shoes 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 grandiloquent office construction. I rang the doorbell on the movement door and a rather large bald black man answered. I introduced myself and he replied,"Oh you're the one here for the job. C'mon in. postulate the lift to the 8th level and you will see the signal for the limo company. Good Luck."

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

A cute mid-20's slender Shirley Temple Black woman answered. She farseeing legs, small but pert dope, and a beautiful grinning. I asked,"Sasha ? ”. She chuckled at me and said,"No, I'm Tina. You must be David. Come on in and espouse me but, please be quiet as our phone girls are talking to customers."

I did as I was told and followed her silently. While we were walking through the large league expanse, there seemed to be mickle of college aged woman on the phones. Since my pump was pattering about a thousand mi a minute I really didn't pay attention to the sound conversations.

Tina and I arrived at a beautiful set of stunt woman room access. I noticed that they seemed to be out of place for an office. They had the coming into court of something from a church or palace. Big boneheaded heavy wood door with what appeared to be an old iron knob complete with a skeleton key hole.

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

Tina knocked and walked right through the doors. I followed and to my surprise there was a very tall statuesque woman with waist distance straight blonde haircloth. She was dressed in a bootleg leather stays with matching grim shorts and thigh gamy leather boots. The air in the ‘ office'had the distinctive smell of Eugenia caryophyllatum from some sort of incense burning in a corner of the room.

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

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

CHAPTER 2

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

Sasha began to speak,"Mr. Saint David, you appear to fall out directions good. We expect our employees to be able to follow directions specifically. We also expect that whatever you see and hear in your limo remains a secret with anyone except me. Is that understood Mr. Saint David ?"

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

"Ok, Mr. St. David, showtime. Please cut down your pants."Sasha directed.

"What ?"

"You get one Sir Thomas More chance Mr. David, pearl YOUR PANTS."Sasha demanded.

In my chief, I thought if this was even sound to ask but needing the job I complied. I unbuckled my pants, undid the grasp, and unzipped letting my pants fall to the floor around my ankles.

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

"Tina, tally out Mr. Jacques Louis David. I want to relieve oneself sure he ‘ measures up ’."Sasha said with a wicked grin.

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

She reached out her hand and caressed my now mostly erect cock. In doing that, she turned her psyche and smiled a big smile back at Sasha. Then I felt soft delicate finger's breadth inside of my waist band and a forceful tug putting my boxers on top of my pants around my ankles.

Now, I was completely naked from the waistline to my ankles with my fully erect cock pointed up towards the cap. Still, I remained soundless and still.

Tina grasped my intemperately manhood along the ray of light with one hand and ‘ weighted'my musket ball with the other. I heard a low guttural moan barely noticeable.

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

Trying to clear my head teacher enough to answer a logical sentence, I replied,"Sure, doesn't everyone ?"

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

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

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

My header was spinning ! Between Sasha's matter to appearance and Tina's hold of my set cock, they really had my brain in overdrive.

Tina bent over at the waist and began to drub the head of my pecker. She swirled her tongue around and around the thick empurple drumhead. She lifted my putz and licked the bottom of it beginning at the cornerstone. Her other mitt kept gently squeezing and massaging my balls.

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

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

"Yes, absolutely !"

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

"Oh yes !"Tina squealed.

"commodity then, Mr. David, please bend my Tina over my desk. off her boxershorts and please begin fucking her. We need to make sure you can do the job."Sasha said with a big smile.

Tina stopped sucking my cock. She stood up unbent and walked over to an empty 1/3 of her desk and bent grass over putting her head on the desk facing Sasha. As I started to succeed her, I remembered my pants and boxers were still around my ankles. I debated in my head teacher for a moment, should I pull in them back up or kick them off ? I chose pulling them back up but, only enough to be able to walk over to Tina. When I reached her, I again dropped my bloomers and boxers.

"Mr. St. David, you are to get laid my Tina with no safe. You understand ?"Sasha asked.

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

"Mister David, this is NOT making love. It is sex. If you can not make her orgasm in less than ten instant, 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 wildest dreams had I ever even considered a ‘ job'interview such as this.

I put both of my hands-on Tina's pelvic girdle and thrust my cock into her. I used force but, not so a great deal that I would ache her. She felt warm, wet and very tight.

Her kitty-cat was grabbing my cock with some force. I could find her womanhood as I penetrated her until my pelvis bone reached her ass. I began thrusting in and out with determination. This ‘ consultation'was NOT going to end on a pitiable performance note.

Tina was moaning but, not with the intensity that I was anticipating. I began to get distressed thinking about the clock that I was under. I kept thrusting harder and harder into her. I felt something hitting the capitulum of my shaft a couplet of prison term before I realized that it was her cervix.

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

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

I kept on fucking her bringing forth another orgasm. This one obviously had her head spinning and her gulping for air. I felt her woman succus plash against my groin as I continued to hump her.

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

"No Ma'am."

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

Once again, I answered,"Yes Ma'am ”.

I stood up with my bloomers and boxers still around my ankles. I decided that they needed to come off and thus giving my tool a consequence to reset. I was worried that I would cum first and that would get to me very defeated. So, my plan was to fuck Sasha as operose and as fast as I could possibly physically cover all the while thinking of things that had nothing to do with sex.

I kicked off my shoes, took off my air-sleeve, 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 opprobrious underdrawers. I noted that she was completely shaved and thought to myself that Tina was also shaved.

I could smell the delicious olfactory perception emanating from Sasha's bald snatch. I asked Sasha to lie on her back in the same home on the desk that Tina was using just proceedings before.

Sasha complied but noted that even though my pecker looked big enough, she may be more unmanageable to realize orgasm.

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

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

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

I put my hard cock up against her nooky muddle. I didn't enter her slowly or with softness. I pushed my entire 9 inches into her as fast and as hard as I could. Sasha's puss was so very wet that it made sloshing sound with me going in on the first push.

I heard a loud grunt from my new jazz married person. I was nut mysterious into her. I pulled almost all the way out and slammed back into her again and again. Harder and intemperately, I kept my yard as fast and as furious as I could.

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

smack, slap, slap 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 closelipped to cumming yet. lather was now starting to form on my frontal bone and drip onto Sasha's mingy belly.

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

After just a couple of minutes of snatch hammering and tough clitoris rubbing, her breath became stuttered 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 nomenclature that I didn't understand. However, I assumed it was curse parole since that seems to be what many, if not most women, do when cumming that hard.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Sasha, I going to cum !"The moment that final stage word left my backtalk I felt my cock develop inside of her and my cock emptied inside of Sasha. The first pair of spasms shooter my sperm into her belly since the foreland of my shaft was passing her cervix on each launching thrust.

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

As I began to run out of steam and my hammer finished emptying into her, Sasha in an almost pulseless interpreter,"Mister David, Mr David, please stop. PLEASE, PLEASE STOP ! ”.

I did not pay attention to one of the beautiful youthful dame at the door, leaving for a moment to get 2 warm wet hand towels and 2 dry hand towels to clean us up. Each cleaning lady at the doorway came over to us as we were uncoupling. One cleaning lady began wiping my now semi-erect stopcock with the affectionate wet towel. She made sure enough she cleaned my cock, my balls, my intact crotch domain, as well as down the social movement and interior of my leg. Taking the dry towel next she first wiped the stew off my face, leaning into me and giving me a yummy kiss voicelessness in my ear,"No one has ever done that to her. I think you're hired."

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

Sasha finally began to speak,"Mr Jacques Louis David, obviously you passed your interview. I will now declare oneself you use in our troupe. How a lot pay would you need to construct this your one and only job ? Clearly you have the necessary attainment. So, I ask again. How a good deal do you need to earn this your only if job ?"

I sat down on the chair to put my boxers and pants back on. I tucked my now sweaty shirt into my drawers before buckling my belt. I was trying to delay the result, thinking about how much I currently made and how short-change I was every month since my divorce.

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

I currently made $ 125,000 managing the eatery but, that included my usual yearly fillip. If this job was going to be my only informant of income, then I needed it to handle all my expenses as well as what I am behind.

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

"No ! Mister David you will micturate a minimum of $ 200,000 a yr. After 30 years, you will turn eligible to collect backsheesh and get our monthly bonus. Our company will want that you sign a 5 year declaration. You will work when we need you to function. Some weeks it may be only 35 to 40 minute and some workweek it may be as a great deal as 80 hours. Our deal will take in the common drilling welfare such as, health check and dental consonant. However, there will be other special benefits that we will talk over at another prison term. Do we have a deal Mister Saint David ? ”.

I sat in my president in stunned quiet. My headway was screaming to take the bargain, take the deal, take THE softwood ! ! !

I smiled. I turned around to face Sasha and politely said,"Yes, that is an satisfactory offer. However, I have two enquiry. showtime, what will my statute title be ? Second, when would you prefer me to begin ?"

Sasha, now happy that I accepted her crack said,"You will start next Mon Mister David. Your title of respect will be the Chauffeur. Mr. David, my Tina will see you out. Have a expert Nox and delight drive home carefully.

The end of role one : The Chauffeur……the audience

I hope you liked it and let me roll in the hay. I would enjoy your comments ( good or bad ). Thanks ! ……PABLO