The Chauffeur ( # 27 ) Getting spine to Work

By : PABLO DIABLO

copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

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

Both of them were clearly flirting with her and she was loving every hour 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 euphony.

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

I sat back in my chair. Maybe we stumbled onto something. I sent a followup email to that handler telling him that I would order another pot of the greatly increase monastic order from BF Goodrich. I also asked if we should be expanding the tire statistical distribution to other centers since we have a standing waiting tilt. I followed up that email with another one to the BF Goodrich tire guy. However, this time I sent him an additional list of 15 extra locating that I want tires sent. I also inquired about the retread plant in Texas.

I saw multiple email from respective news governing body. I read a couple, but the one that caught my attention was one from Jim Cramer and the Mad Money manufacturer. She invited me to bear an interview with Jim via phone, via video, or their hope, in person in New House of York city. I replied to them saying that I needed a couple of workweek to transition but would be willing to come to New York for the in the flesh interview.

In my electronic mail rested one from FedEx. They referred to several packet 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 house. He asked if he could investigate what the job might be that I referred to, what would be the hours, would it be full clip as he didn't think that his serving with Melanie would be needed much longer. He also attached a sketch for me to seem at to swan his qualifications and education. I made note to jaw with Melanie about this guy.

I began to read the ‘ read only'electronic mail, disposing them after. I was listening to some old amobarbital sodium medicine when I felt a pair of lips on the dorsum of my cervix. I stared straight ahead thinking to myself ‘ who belongs to these soft lip'?

A single fingerbreadth began playing with my ear all the while the sass kept kissing the dorsum of my neck with an periodic tongue lick.

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

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

Slowly, I turned around. It was Melanie. She was standing there naked. My stopcock sprang to spirit. Again, just something about her made me require her. I stood up from the board, removing my other earbud. I pulled her in tightly. She slipped a finger's breadth from each hand into the waistband of my shorts and pushed them down.

"St. 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 thinker, my dearest ?"I ask.

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

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

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

"David, she's occupy. Don't hassle her,"Melanie directs.

"Jill, dear, Melanie would like to take up your situation. fear to switch ?"I say loudly.

Jill responds by waving Melanie over to the bed. I push Mel towards the threesome. Jill stops sucking Marcus'cock and unplugs herself from John's massive tool. She pulls Melanie onto the bed.

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

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

Jill and I walk over to the play bed. Jill starts playing with John's cock 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 thought how aphrodisiacal you look with a hard-young hammer in your mouth and John Lackland getting you wet enough for his horse cock to overrun your tremendous pussy ?"

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

I see St. John lift his putz up and slide it into Melanie, whose eyes just roll to the back of her caput. John the Divine began slowly and gently fucking her. He put his hands on her hips to control her movements. As metre wore on, he began to increase his rhythm.

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

Marcus leans into her thanking her and kissing her on her os frontale before rolling off the drama bed.

Jill directs me to get up on the bed where Marcus was second ago. She decided that she wants some attention from both me and Melanie. She strokes my cock devising sure it is grueling. She points to my cock and gently pushes Melanie's psyche towards my manhood.

St. John the Apostle is now really fucking her hard and truehearted. I see the glazed over expression in Melanie's eyes as she is trying toilsome to rest on task of giving me a cock sucking. Once I'm sufficiently wet, Jill climbs aboard and straddles my prick into her ass. She has her back to me and her coochie cladding Melanie. She takes Melanie by the ear and directs her towards her twat.

"lap me, favorite,"she directs to Melanie.

Melanie pauses for just a here and now inhaling Jill's intoxicatingly wonderful womanhood 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 heart and soul of Melanie and I's sex sandwich or maybe my operose rooster into her ass or Melanie's natural language exploring Jill's sex. It really didn't matter, two guys, two noblewoman, lots of fun.

St. John the Apostle finally hit his orgasmic peak,"OH FUCK ME. THIS IS SO FUCKING GREAT, fucking MEEEEEEE,"he announces to the room in general.

Feeling privy's peter erupting into Melanie, made her misplace place drubbing Jill for just a span of moments. Jill giggled and said to me,"dead reckoning St. John the Apostle had to ferment off all that food for thought somehow,"I laughed.

After John 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 osculate her. After they broke from the candy kiss, John took a couple of lick on Jill's pussy and even jokingly poked her protruded clit. Jill moaned a thank you. lav kissed Jill and turned to leave the room.

Melanie stopped licking Jill and said to John,"Will I get to fuck you again ? Your putz is the full-grown that I've ever had, and I would like More, if you're volition,"she says to him in a serious manner.

King John turns on his heel and comes back to the bed saying,"Ma'am, you can have me anytime you want. That is one of the dainty things anyone has ever said to me,"before he leaned into her again, kissing her, although this time 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 tone. He's basically a mini you. He's now fucking with a bit of a flair not just slamming that immense prick into someone,"Jill says in a low flavour as Melanie has gone back to licking and sucking on Jill as my cock is still buried into Jill's anal cavity.

I can experience Jill's body give her away as small coming are rolling through her.

"Jill my dear, Melanie asked to run with you. I think over the next bit you and her need to do thing together, shop, fuck, more shopping, and tidy sum more fucking,"I say smiling as I feel her wriggle her ass sideways from Melanie's tongue.

Melanie's body also begins to spasm. I see her eyes roll back in her skull and her oral examination Assault on Jill slow down dramatically. Jill reaches out and pulls her brass into her pussy further. Melanie tries to stick her tongue into Jill like a spear, but alas, she was cumming too hard to take a crap that work.

watching Melanie and sense Jill ride my peter made me feel that wonderful twinge of the inevitable.

Jill who was now just leaning on my chest came first,"OH piece of tail ME, MELANIE YOU DO SUCH A WONDERFUL JOB WITH THAT TONGUE OF YOURS,"as I feel her eubstance tense up as a huge orgasm dog pound my Jill's body.

I kiss Jill'cervix as I begin to flare up into her ass. As I shoot my encumbrance into her, I feel it leaking out of her ass and onto my balls. Melanie leans in a bit boost and licks the cum off my balls.

Melanie stops licking and roll onto her book binding exhausted and almost breathless. I untangle myself from Jill's ass as my cock begins to deflate. I get up from the bed and capitulum into the bath to pick myself up.

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

After stepping out of the shower and drying off, I heard summoning of God Almighty. This time it was Melanie once again. She was hitting her orgasmic peak on all cylinders. I peeked my head out of the lav just in clock time to see Jill's face buried into Melanie. Mel's unanimous torso shook as one orgasm 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 representative trailed off as another huge orgasm ravaged her body.

After various minutes of Jill laying waste to Melanie's kitty-cat, Mel begged for Jill to stop, she didn't recall she had any more allow to chip in. Jill moved up and kissed her face before wrapping her subdivision around Mel. They both were satisfied. They stayed tangled up and slowly tried to contend off the monster known as sleep.

I smiled and stepped back into the john to toss my towel into the hamper. My laptop was calling, in my drumhead at least.

As I moved through the hall, I realized how tire I was. I turned around and headed back to my sleeping accommodation. Once inside, I shed my shorts, kissed both Jill and Melanie and climbed into our quietus bed. It didn't take long for sleep to overpower 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 home 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 short pants and a white tee shirt and headed towards the kitchen.

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

In lupus erythematosus than 18 minute, 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 ones that were not read-only. First one that I found was from Roger. He explained what had happened at the Pinetree in New siege of Orleans. Seems that a distich of frat bozo were holding a political party, put the location on social medium. The party grew exponentially and soon there were so many drunk college tike that one of them tried diving into the kitty from the second-floor roof. He didn't make the jump successfully. To try and conceal the screwup, respective of them set fire to the room, thus causing an elimination of the entire hotel.

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

After Roger's e-mail, there was one from the BF Goodrich guy. He sent another extended tire order of magnitude, however he did some math and sent extra tire 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 tire had arrived at the retread positioning and will be made new and sent back.

I found myself going back to Melanie's chef email. I responded to him that I have a need to help several of our restaurant locations to organize and wee-wee the worker's lives much promiscuous. I asked him how much he made working for Melanie. I also told him that this position would postulate him to go via commercial airlines. I told him that I would have a discussion with Melanie about him and sent the email.

The guy that Roger had selected to handle firearm training was confirming our stratum Tuesday at 10am at the topical anesthetic pistol range. He said that those who don't own a firearm, he would have respective with him. I thanked him and confirmed the date/time.

I saw an e-mail from Jennifer's telephone reminding me that I wanted her to check out former big post buildings. She had plans for a visit to Atlanta mid-week, just a speedy stave trip-up. She was booked on Delta each way. However, she was asking if she should take Diane with her to take her away from her disturbed mom, Nikki. I replied that if she felt it to be the right hand matter to do, then do it. However, be sure to fly first class, no want to fly coach. Then a thought came to me, do we need a travelling agent on control board as character of the HR group ? Outside of the two private K, there is a large total of traveling. Maybe having an experienced travel agent might help defray some price and obviate multiple period.

To help oneself eliminate some of the mass emails, I looked for unity that had the Sami lede and thus being replied ‘ to all ’. I figured out that I only needed to record the most Holocene one, thus giving me access to all the gossip and still getting the entropy being passed along.

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

I sent Jill an electronic mail asking for 500 parcel of Jaxson Inc. gillyflower for each of the CG boy. They defended the castle. I wanted to make for certain they knew how much I appreciated their efforts.

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

In a barely hearable whisper I heard,"Daddy, can I have 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 stupor. She explained that she knew that Jill and I were trying to conceive our own child and thought she would make light of it.

I stood up and put my blazon around her, pulling her into me. I could find my cock beginning to stand up. She obviously felt it as well, putting her hand down my trunks and taking hold of my now hard dick. She gently stroked it. For some intellect, I just wanted to brush everything off the table and lay her down putting my dick into her. She undid my shorts and boxers letting the fall to the floor.

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

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

"Mel, you don't need to rush family, let's call this lieu your West seacoast home,"I say to her trying to make her feel more at ease.

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

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

"OH, MY GAWD, DAVID…. I'M CUUUUUMMMMMMIIINNNNNGGGG,"she said breathlessly. Her eyes rolled to the back of her foreland. She put her head on my articulatio humeri and began to just purr.

I just caressed her back while still thrusting myself into her womanly flexure. I took a step forward pushing her up against one of the bar ordure. She leaned backwards and put her blazonry straight out balancing herself against the bar. I kept my placate and rhythmic piece of ass. Her breathing detain shallow and the focal point of her middle clearly was glazed over.

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

"Not usually, why do you ask ?"

"Well, it seems to me that if you're supposed to be the grimace of the company, shouldn't you actually show your boldness ?"she asked.

"When it is requirement, I do render my face. However, I get more realised if the employees don't see me coming. I want a truthful peek at exactly what our customers see. If I announce my arrival, then I get a fancied-up sojourn and do not get an genuine penchant of what our customers are usually experiencing. Look at the top 100 companies in the US more than 90 % of their senior direction only want to inflict the ‘ estimable'their company has to tender. I take a different approach ; how can I fix it if I don't know what's broken ? Does any of this make sense ?"I say to her.

"Do you remember when you told Bob to know off and that you quit ? I told you that he threw his phone across the room and broke it into various pieces. Do you vaguely retrieve that ?"she asks.

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

"I never fixed that earphone. I still have it. It means a lot to me. Until that phone song, I was for certain that I was the solitary one who could fire that eccentric of anger out of Bob. He was used to steam-rolling masses and getting his way all the metre. You told him off and before he could fence with you or scold you or even accept you out to the woodshed for an position change, you set him on his heels by quitting and hanging up. That was the exact import that I knew you were the pure person to run the party. Bob couldn't have his way with you, yet he respected you because you took obligation for your activeness and your clientele conclusion. Heck, the dark we met you, if you remember, our usual driver Denise was in some kind of chance event. You and Jill came and got us, you made the determination not to saddle us and Jill offered to stop 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 berm I see my gorgeous wife, wearing one of my white tee shirts come around the quoin 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 to the highest degree of the Lady here call you Daddy, maybe I should call Melanie Mom. Any problems with that ‘ Daddy'?"Jill says to me all the while smiling her beautiful smile.

"Nope, none at all,"I say knowing there are bad things to make an number 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.

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

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

"Mom, do you forget we were right there ? Yes, St. John the Apostle can make out. He wasn't always that way, he has been a willing student,"Jill explains as she reaches out and twists one of my nipples.

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

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

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

"To arrest calling this spot the Commune, start calling it the Chateau,"I keep up the increased thrusting 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 reach a crown yet again, cent came around the corner, wearing her pig colored arrest. I smiled. This was the first meter she has openly wore the collar since asking me to be her Master full time.

"Come over here and insert yourself to Mom,"I direct Penny.

Jill watches with amazement.

Looking down at the floor, penny moves over following to me and sheepishly says,"hi Mom. I'm Penny. This is my skipper. I'm here to serve up,"she says in a subservient tint. She kneels next to me looking down at the floor.

"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.

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

I withdraw my cock from Melanie and release my torso towards centime. She willingly opens her mouth and begins licking and sucking all of Melanie's woman juice off my shaft and balls.

Jill puts her bridge player behind Penny's head and pushes her face farther towards my pelvis causing her to gag a bit. She swallows hard moving my shaft into her pharynx. I thrust a pair of times before I feel that delicious stab. Without any warning to my submissive I unload the contentedness of my balls into her belly. Even though this palpate wonderful, I look at Melanie's eyes get large. Is she amazed or excited about Penny ?

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

cent begins to bat and suck up my stopcock to clean me up.

Melanie leans into my ear and whispers,"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 I fingerbreadth through the haircloth on my chest.

My creative thinker went into overdrive, Melanie my submissive ? holy place Fuck ! THAT would be wonderful, this high up society adult female of class being completely submissive to soul else. However, I felt that I needed to pick out an capture dog collar and think of a classy name for her. Princess came to mind, but I need to guess some Sir Thomas More on this.

"Is anyone hungry ? I'm starved. I think the chefs went nursing 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 chance to play with Fred ? He can rock your world as well,"Jill says to Melanie.

"penny, will you go around and wake everyone. It's time to start getting cook for a day of work,"I direct Penny.

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

Jill reaches into the fridge and pours me a ice of my Ananas comosus juice. She kisses me and tells me she's going to change and steer up to the office to do some study. I let her know that I made another order of magnitude of tires and to please urinate indisputable the other measure from BF Goodrich was paid. She said she would take care of it and headed off towards our bedroom.

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

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

"No mystery. I love sex, it really charges me up. I drink my pineapple juice. I eat regularly and most of all, I don't set aside emphasis to drive cargo hold of me all that often. You've met many of the wonderful people that I call my period of play mathematical group. They help retain me balanced and not all wired up. Trust me, if John keeps playing with you, you'll understand what I'm talking about. Next to eating, sex is his main destination in living,"I explain to Mel.

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

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

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

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

"Amy, my darling, would you please prepare something for Diane and myself ?"He says in a brash 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 appearing. I kiss her dear dayspring. She looks over at the coffee tree pot and sees it not making coffee yet. Diane gets up and starts making it for her. She smiles and kisses Diane on the cheek. Dakota comes over to me and sits down on my lap, kissing me and telling me ‘ near morning ’.

"Dakota let's take Melanie to the Hawk. I want to see how the project ended up. I also want to see Sharon, make sure she is OK with our weekend play party. 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 touch that she is part of our syndicate. Jill and I owe her everything, if it wasn't for her and Bob, none of this would possess been possible, so please keep doing what you've already been doing, just now, visit her Mom,"I explain to everyone who is nodding their heads.

Dakota gets up off my lap and pass to get her headphone to arrange for a limo to take us to the Hawk.

Since I still had a couple of minutes before breakfast would be make, I headed down the hallway to dress for work.

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

"Amy, keep an eye out for some boxes being delivered by FedEx. Text 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 coffee as does Dakota. There's a knocking on the face door, the car and Fred had arrived.

I grab my laptop computer and back clique. Dakota has her helper'book and we head out to the car.

CHAPTER 3

The drive to the war 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 place would be a dependable choice. He said he would be back about 11:30. I thanked him, putting another tip in his pocket.

I said hello to the security guard and the three of us rode up to the top floor. 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 thankful 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 calculator. I saw several car broadside. I was right on both history. She had one SUV a Lincoln sailing master and a Mercedes E-class saloon. It was the third broadsheet that surprised me : A fording F-150 pickup truck.

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

"That one is my backup pick if the other two are too expensive,"Sharon says to me.

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

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

"No trouble, when would you care to go pick it out ?"

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

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

"wellspring, Melanie thinks I should possess an office, at least, here to make as my ‘ place base ’. What do you cerebrate ?"I ask.

"Um, I'm not indisputable that would be a good idea after this past tense weekend,"she says to me with a wink. I just smile, trying hard not to take her by the hand in front of everyone and scurry off to an vacate office.

Dakota takes Mom's bridge player and walks her around the top floor so she could see the astonishing view.

I leave my stuff at Sharon's desk and roll off to enamour up with Dakota and Mom. As we walk through the business office, several multitude stand and introduce themselves and excuse what they do for the company. I introduce both Dakota and Melanie. Each time I introduce Melanie the center get boastfully in amazement. Apparently, they had never had people this highschool up in the company just casually walk around the floor.

By the time we had made a good circle, Sharon had set me up in one of the league way that had a nice view of the urban center. I asked her to join us for an update on what was going on inside the building. I also had Dakota call the locksmith guy and get him over here at his appliance to start the lock changing on unoccupied offices in the whole building.

As she was making the call, Sharon asked about the consequence for the FBI federal agent and their phratry. Melanie interrupted and asked if she could aid with that. I gave her the information and told her one thing that I wanted was for it to occur at the Chateau and for it to be family friendly, pool, BBQ and circle of music and fun. Sharon led Melanie back to her desk and set her up at a nearby desk to ca-ca calls.

I opened my laptop and asked Dakota to find out where the information that the kraft people brought us. I wanted to see how the work played out. She went out to Sharon, got the information and led me to one floor down.

When the lift opened, we went looking around for the offices that had boxful in them. We came to a vauntingly conference way with about 8 or 9 boxes that were still waiting to be processed. We went further down and regain tape on several doors notating which building that the box seat inside belonged to.

One door was the Flamingo, which someone had printed off a coloration mental picture and taped it to the door. This was for the Tampa building.

The next one was an eagle, obviously for Washington DC.

The third one was a Snowy Owl for the Madison, Wisconsin building.

The 4th one had a moving picture of a blue Jay for the Toronto building, our only International building.

And of course of instruction, that last one was the Hawk, the edifice we were in.

I started with the war hawk, opening boxes and looking through the files. All seemed to be in a overnice order with each box labeled sustainment, taxes, building design, and other assorted ways to indicate what each box held. I had Dakota arrive at notes that I wanted all these boxes to be under ringlet and key in a couple of closets. I did want the most Holocene filing cabinet of taxes and any legal notification in a file cabinet by Sharon, for ease of access.

After the Hawk, we went back to the blue Jay. This building intrigued me. It was our only international building, but more importantly, it was the tallest building at 75 stories with an bind 12 level parking garage. I made notes about getting all these boxwood to them, but I wanted to regain out whom might be Sharon's equal over there.

Dakota suggested that we find out this data for all the construction. She also reminded me that I was going to denote the closing of the Montana auditing essence. 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 pop the question assistance. I gave HR mark Newberg's name and physical contact headphone, remembering that we had hired him, but I didn't recognize where he was working from. HR said they would track him down.

After about three hours, Sharon came looking for us. She said that Fred was downstairs whenever we were ready. I invited Sharon to join us for dejeuner. She willingly accepted.

Sharon took us back up to Melanie, where we all headed out to lunch. I was looking forward to Fred's Italian restaurant. On the ride down to Fred, I asked Sharon about a couple of thing. First, are we prepared to get off these file boxes to their corresponding building. Second, which Mercedes did she really want.

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

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

"Um, if I'm allowed, I would wish the Mercedes E class. I've never owned such a luxurious car in my entire life. I've always had the old reliable car that was held together with duct tapeline 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 flooring, the security measure guard waved me over saying,"Sir, I'm sure you don't retrieve me, but you tried to invite me and my wife one Billy Sunday morning to join you and your family for breakfast. Well, my wife wants me to unfold an offer to you to join us for dinner one evening,"he says to me.

"That would be wonderful. Probably in the next duad of calendar week, I'll be having a shindig at my home, pool, BBQ, medicine lots of fun, very syndicate friendly. We would sleep together it if you and your entire family would join us. Here's my circuit board, let me put my home name and address on the back along with my personal cell phone number. Call me !"I hand him my business card.

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

"What's the good news Fred ?"I ask.

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

"What does that mean ?"I ask.

"It means that it's a great day for alimentary paste,"he says smiling at me.

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

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

On the way there I reminded Dakota about the small-arm training tomorrow at the police force side arm kitchen stove. Both Sharon and Mom asked if they could join as well. I told them,"The more the merrier,"smiling the completely way.

"Dakota, later, when you have some time, please call Tina. I want to make sure she made it to her Mom's OK,"I said to her.

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

He pulled the car up to the straw man door, scurried around and opened the doorway for the four of us to exit. He then pulled the limo to the far end of the parking lot to try and not subscribe up any prime of life parking spaces.

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

When he got to the door, I held the threshold open air for him. He tried to be polite, but I just playfully pushed him inside. He was immediately greeted by his friend, the owner.

Mom commented about how delicious the entirely place smelled.

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

The possessor sat us at a nice board that held 6. The gregarious owner kissed on the cheek each of the ladies, with a bit of a flirt to Mom.

"The usual,"Fred said.

The owner brought over 5 wine eyeglasses and a big bottle of Chianti. He began to pour for everyone, but I politely declined asking for looking glass of juice. He offered me grape juice, orange juice and apple juice. I chose the apple juice.

"Um, Jacques Louis David, you don't drinkable ?"Mom asked.

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

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

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

Mom shrugs her shoulder and begins chatting with Sharon.

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

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

As we are all enjoying the garlic bread, the shell of spaghetti with pith sauce arrive. They also bring a declamatory shaker of grated Parmesan-Romano Malva sylvestris. Everyone takes turns shaking it onto their lunch. We are all laughing, eating, and enjoying lunch. No body of work, no play, no stress.

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

"St. David, that's billy club Idol !"Mom says to me all excited.

Billy gets up and comes over to our table, pulling a chairperson up following to me, but not actually at the tabular array, just in the aisleway.

"Am I remembering right or was I in a bibulous grogginess, did you drive me one Night in a limo ?"He asks rather loudly.

"Yes, I did. It was my kickoff night. I was learning to become 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 batting order ?"I ask.

"Absolutely, Mate. That circuit board is wicked. I don't have to stockpile cash any farsighted, plus I can use the card anywhere just like a Mastercard,"He says. I see Fred being very concerned in the Revelation about me learning to be a chauffeur.

"Billy, will you please join us for lunch ?"Mom asks.

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

Fred leans back and asks that their meals be moved over to our table and an additional chair be added to suit. The server goes and collects the collection plate bringing them and Daisy over to the table. Mom energy me over to make room for nightstick and his girl. I just grinning and scooch my chair over. Dakota is smiling now from ear to ear.

I ask Dakota if she had a card for microphone Booker, our record label guy. She reached into her Bible and produced one for me.

"Billy, here's my recording studio administrator's carte. He's will to offer you 6 FREE time of day of studio clip,"I tell him as I am handing him Mike's card.

"SIX hours you say cuss ? Man, that's a entirely lot of time. Are you sure you want an old sodomite like me to contract up six hr of recording studio time ?"He says.

"Do you want the meter or not ? We would love to give you come and work on new stuff,"I say. Mom is now watching and listening to the work conversation. She asks for a twain of wine methamphetamine for billy and Daisy. When the waiter takings with them, she has the host put some Chianti into the glasses. Mom takes them and gives them to baton and Daisy, who graciously accept them.

listening to Mom and baton chat, I look around the elbow room. Virtually everyone in the restaurant is watching and listening to their conversation. Billy regales us with tarradiddle of being on the road and some of the ‘ really, really stunned matter that he used to do while on enlistment ’. People were whispering and trying to designate subtly at Billy.

he-goat leans over to me and says quietly,"Get used to it checkmate, you're a celebrity now,"he says smiling and going back to his conversation with Mom.

I feel a hand caressing my thigh underneath the mesa. It's Sharon. I look at her and smile giving her a wink.

As the first bottleful of Chianti is emptied, Billy offers to buy us another one. Fred and I decline but the three ladies say yes.

We're all finished with our repast ; the possessor comes by and thanks us for our patronage. He asks if he can adopt a painting of truncheon, he obliges.

Fred pokes his notional watch silently. I ask for our bill, our new protagonist Billy tries to pay for the meal, but I won't allow it. He's our Edgar Guest and thus we pay for our client. Dakota hands him my business card, on the back she has written our computer address and tells Billy and Daisy that if they're in Ithiel Town this weekend, to stop by. He says he will check his schedule, but don't be surprised if they do stop by.

I take a harder look at Daisy, she's about Dakota's age with a slightly openhanded physique and tit. I'm guessing she's a big C or maybe a small D cup. As I pay for the meal, Mom practically leaps into Billy's chest asking Dakota to require a picture of him and her together. Just before the telephone set camera flashgun, Mom turns and plants a big candy kiss on billy's rim. The flash goes off at exactly the right moment. Mom squeals with delectation.

Daisy walks around the commotion and comes over to me. She kisses me, not on the lips but on the impertinence rustling in my ear,"if we come to your house, 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 time she was the most bespeak chauffeur in the fellowship,"I say about Jill.

Fred offers to go get the limo and bring it to the front, I tell him that the walkway will do all of us effective, including our three ma'am who drank most of two bottles of Chianti. Fred and I just laughed about that one.

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

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

"All done Bos, metre to go home and bring ?"she asks with a twinkle in her eyes.

"Absolutely !"

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

He complies without hesitation.

Melanie and Dakota are sitting next to each former chatting away about their front-runner Billy Idol songs. Mom loves ‘ Johnny Reb Yell'while Dakota likes ‘ Elwyn Brooks White Wedding ’. I pipe in with ‘ Mony, Mony ’. Sharon, on the other hand, lays her head in my lap, stroking my prick through my trousers. Dakota giggles.

Fred announces we are at the Hawk as he pulls the limo up to the front door. I get out and hurry into the elevator. The drive is slow as citizenry get on and get off stopping at several floors. When I arrive at the top floor, I step off the elevator to see our Friend the locksmith. I go over to him, breed what I want to happen. He says it will take at least a week, maybe a bit longer if he gets passel of emergency margin call as he just was approved for AAA serve. I told him, no rush, work at your own pace don't compromise your other clients. He thanks me for the business and goes back to his work.

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

Thankfully, the ride down was much faster than going up as we only had to discontinue once to nibble mass up, but they were heading to the bottom floor as well.

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

Sharon wasted no clock time in unzipping my pants and sportfishing for my cock. She wrapped her lips around the protuberant head and began sucking me, licking me, and trying to eat up my total humanness. This made Dakota chuckle. Watching us, Mom began playing with herself. Dakota slid over next 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 front of Mom, pulling her pants and panties down and snake her tongue into Mom's wet kitty-cat. Mom lets out a big groan, gently grasping Dakota's head pulling it into her deeper. Dakota inserts two digit into Mom rubbing them firmly on her G-spot, which made her cum almost instantly.

Dakota kept licking as the limousine hurried towards the house.

Fred announced that we were about two minute of arc from the house. The ma'am all began to reassess themselves. Sharon, a bit disappointed, stuffed my cock back into my pants and zipped me up.

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

CHAPTER 4

I waited by the front room access for Fred. He parked the limousine and called Paula letting her know that the limousine 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 handwriting and leads me to my bedroom. Mom takes Fred's hand and leads him to her bedroom. Dakota follows Sharon and me.

inside my sleeping room, Sharon is unclothe quickly. She unbuckles my belt, unzips my pants, and get-up-and-go my boxers down to my ankle. I step out of them all and bump off my shirt. I'm now as naked as she is. Dakota only takes a couple of secondment to get naked as well. She knows that I always love having her join in with me and whomever else I'm playing with.

Sharon thrust my naked trunk onto one of the play layer. Dakota gets in on the other side of me. Sharon begins to thrash and suck my manhood into her mouth in a famished manner. Dakota pushes me back and puts her sweet wet puss over my waiting tongue. Dakota was riding my typeface, and Sharon was using her oral examination skill on my hard prick. I could hear her gag a bit as she tried to swallow my full rooster, but it kept touching her uvula causing her to gag copious amount of money of spittle.

I'm really enjoying this risky venture with Sharon and Dakota. I think to myself just how sweetly Dakota's purulent juice gustatory modality. I thrust my tongue into her harder and deeper. I tilt my head a bit to begin nibbling on her clitoris. This makes her yelp just a bit since I didn't give her any warning.

The oral activity stopped. It only stopped for a duad of minute as I felt a warm, taut slit impale on my hard-wet peter. The entirely bed is rocking as Sharon is moving her hips back and Forth and Dakota was matching the hip apparent movement.

Dakota came first. She stayed completely silent, yet I felt her knees clamp hard on my head as a huge coming rolled through her. Her pussy expelled a bombastic quantity of cleaning lady juice, which I lapped up with enthusiasm even if my own breathing was being obstructed quite a bit.

Sharon was not dumb at all. When she hit her orgasmic peak, she just yelled out,"YOU ARE THE BEST BOSS IN THE WHOLE WORLD, GAWD damn THIS feeling SO GREAT. I'M CUUUUUUMMMMMIIIIIINNNNNNGGGGGGG,"she says as her body shakes with an orgasmic spasm.

I feel her wetness splash my rooster and balls.

Sharon collapses on my chest. Dakota gets off my face as her senses return to her and her respiration income tax return to normal. Dakota kisses me declaring her love for me yet again. She gets off the bed and take the air a bit wobbly-legged towards the lavatory. I hear the shower Menachem Begin. In my head, I was thinking how a lot fun it is to be with her in the shower.

It doesn't direct very long before I hear Sharon lightly snoring as her capitulum rests on my chest. In the distance, I could get a line Mom reaching her meridian with Fred, or at least I believed it to be Fred.

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

She twists her body around putting her arms around my neck and kiss me severely and passionately.

"Daddy, it's me whose lucky. You have given me the one thing in spirit that I've always wanted but never trusted anyone enough to tolerate materialize. You've given me a babe. OUR baby,"she says looking me straight in the eyes before our lips meet yet again.

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

I kiss Jill.

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

"Is Mom still at it in her bedroom ?"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 ? shit, she's quite the fornicatress, 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 lavatory. In just a distich of instant, Jill is naked and in the shower bath 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 buss her. She puts her subdivision around me. We just stand underneath the hot water making out like a couple of teenagers. I'm not sure how recollective we stood there kissing, but it felt like quite a while.

We chose to just shower down and get cleaned up. Jill turned off the H2O and we stepped out and began drying each other.

When we were dry, Jill began brushing her fuzz. 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 chassis so Jill could sit with her back ending to me. I began brushing her hair. She began moaning and telling me how a great deal she loves being petted. Little things such as brushing her haircloth she truly enjoys. I lean forward and osculate the back of her neck. I keep kissing the back of her neck opening.

"Let's progress to a babe,"she says to me.

I turn her around and begin kissing her lips just like we were doing in the exhibitioner. We just kept kissing and stroking each other. It might have been one of the most erotic affair we have done in quite a patch. She pulls me on top of her and our eubstance merge as one. I thrust gently. She wiggles her body underneath me. I push deep into her. She responds by thrusting back on my humanness. She digs her hound into the mattress and raising her hips to meet my poke. We push ourselves towards a common flower. When it arrives, we orgasm virtually simultaneously. Something in my straits William Tell me that we have achieved our goal. A babe ! I don't bonk how to explain it, but I know just as sure as shooting as I know that Jill loves me.

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

At some percentage point during our love-making, Sharon woke up and went to the bathroom to shower. She put one of the tumid robe on and left our room.

Jill and I just laid in each other's arms for quite a while. In my caput, I was celebrating. We had made a baby ! Of course, facts would feature to be checked to make for sure we achieved what we set out to accomplish, but in my sum and in my school principal, I knew it was missionary station accomplished. I wanted to jump out of bed, run through out the Radclyffe Hall yelling"we made a baby !"But I thought estimable of it and just laid in bed with the love of my life.

We both must stimulate dozed off. When I woke, I moved myself from being all tangled up with Jill. My bladder was my sea captain, now. I head into the privy and do my clientele. After washing my hands and brushing my tooth I head out and put on another duet of basketball game drawers and a clean tee shirt.

Quietly, I head out of the bedroom, looking over my shoulder at my beautiful sleeping wife. 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 elbow room. dainty ! I think to myself.

I walk to the kitchen. Something flavor yummy. Amy tells me that she is making a very large pot of boeuf stroganoff. She tells me that she uses primer coat chuck instead of dice squawk. It makes the peach go farther, which with John living with us we certainly need. I take a spoonful and fill it. I blow on it then exact the bite, it was Delicious. I started to take another pungency but was playfully chastised by Amy not to double-dip. I rolled my optic telling her that if I can suck the fair sex juice out of her, I think I can have another spoonful. She laughs and hands me another light spoon.

I head over to the strawman door and pick up my laptop computer. I plug in and log into my work e-mail once again. Lots of e-mail, but none of any real 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.

"papa, why did Tina leave us ?"She says to me.

"Her Mom really needs her now that her Father has passed on. Tina just wants to abuse out on her own, turn her own woman. She knows she is loved by everyone here and I made sure 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 unseasonable,"she says

"You didn't do anything faulty. I know how you feel. I miss her too. Did you call 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 to the lowest degree we know she made the trip safely,"I say to her in a life-threatening manner.

I put my arms around her and just give her a nice 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 hand Fred a clean spoon. He fills the spoon, blows on it to cool off it off a bit then put the whole spoonful in his sass. He moans in approval and stands there looking at the pot silently debating about also double-dipping. Amy hands him another white spoon and mockingly says,"Men."

I chuckle to myself.

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

"Take a bottom 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 time job to affix my salary as a restaurant director after my divorce. I came across an ad that said, ‘ driver needed ’. When I called, that's how I met Tina, she was the manager's personal assistant. I interviewed, which was quite possibly the most freakish interview on the face of this planet. I got hired, but somehow, I had impressed well enough that they wanted me to go full meter. They offered me much more than I made at the restaurant. I quit my restaurant job and rolled the die 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 second 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 rule driver was in a horrible car accident 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 mistreat in if I get in over my question 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 flavor marry and took a fundament at the table.

"That's when Jacques Louis David and Jill showed their true colors,"Melanie said as she walked into the kitchen. She leans in and kissed Fred on the backtalk and sits down next to him.

I let Melanie continue with the story.

"David came to the bottom of the stairs of our plane. He took our luggage and put it in the luggage compartment, he held the door open for us and got into the presence. He already knew the hotel we were scheduled to stay at. I had a head ache and complained to Jill that I must look atrocious because I was so nauseated from the strong flight through lots of bad weather,"Melanie tells all of us.

She continues on saying,"Jill offered to blockade at Walgreen's to get me whatever I wanted, which at that here and now was to just get to the hotel and subscribe to a long soak in a hot bath. David waited a couple of moments and turned around apologizing over and over about having the wrong car, not being the usual driver. He really impressed Bob with his directness and his show of respect towards us. He even told us that our trip was disengage that dark since it was with the improper 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 driver as well ?"Fred asked.

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

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

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

I go back to telling the news report,"I worked a couple of shimmy with Jill. Tina got madder and madder at me because she was so overjealous of Jill. Then the unthinkable happened. Jill and I played a bit afterwork in the Humvee limo. We had a terrific meter. After we ended the play, we went our separate way of life. I just get home and my telephone set was ringing silly. It was Jill. She was in a bad fortuity on the way home base. She called our boss. She called Tina. Finally, out of desperation she called me. I got in my stupid car and drove like a bat out of netherworld to get to her. It took me just 11 minutes to go from my apartment to urban center infirmary. I ran every yellow luminosity and maybe a red spark or two. When I got the hospital, I raced in finding the exam elbow room where she was. When I stepped into the exam elbow room, I saw just how beautiful and how fragile she was. That's the exact import I knew I was going to ask her to marry me,"I said to everyone.

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

"You all better get a plateful before John gets menage 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 sum onto a plate and hands it to me along with a looking glass of ice-cold milk. Fred stands up and makes a plate for Melanie, then himself. Amy puts some on a pocket-size home base.

"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 counter holding her 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 rear of my head causing everyone to giggle.

"Um, where was I ?"I ask filling my face full of luscious stroganoff.

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

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

"organ pipe down you,"Mom says to Jill.

I giggle, this is the first gear sentence I've seen Mom act like a normal someone just enjoying life. I know it's been such a short time, but maybe allowing yourself to go back to enjoying biography helps mend whatever garlic you.

"Go on David,"Mom directs.

"fountainhead, there's not a great deal to say. Jill was all silly with me, hopped up one all the pain meds that they gave her. I'm not sure as shooting she even remembers much about that night. It was the very initiatory meter she told me she loved me, of grade it was mostly due to her drug induced haze,"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 news report,"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 earphone,"I say to everyone.

"That bitch !"Amy says.

"No, no. It was our foreman, she controlled everything and everyone. She made Tina break up with me as she had me on speakerphone. I sat in my car a couple of hour, I made a couple of quick phone cry and drove my car around and picked Jill up at the front man room access. Jill knew immediately that something had happened,"I say.

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

"Um, darling, you did a whole lot More than ado at me. You yelled at me, telling me that I was being stupe. That buying her a piece of jewelry wouldn't fix things. You called me damn near every mean hateful matter you could reckon 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 backbone, but David persisted ignoring my fussing. I pick out a truly beautiful set. He buys the set and asks that the meshing ring be put in a fork box. The salesman does just that and goes to paw the box to Jacques Louis David, who like a klutz drops the box. He bends down on one articulatio genus to pick it up and opens the box and just stays there on one knee not saying a word. Just holding the box surface. I was speechless. Here this unharmed 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 eyes were tearing up. Fred just smirked and nodded his head in a manner that gave me his approval.

Dakota piped in,"WOW, I never knew all of that. What a great love story. No wonder why all of us Lady love you,"say it in such a solemn manner.

"OK, everyone, we now all know the Jill and David narrative. charter it gentle tonight, we have the small-arm training tomorrow morning. Dakota, I'm going to put you in charge of reminding everyone and making a leaning so I can let the instructor know how many will be attending. Please be sure to call 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 line, I want Fred there. Do what you usually do and get a head count and order enough railroad car for us all. Fred's car is in the courtyard."I direct Dakota to take concern of for me.

"Sir, I probably should get the car back to the post 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 stay the nighttime, that is if Mom would wish you to do so,"I say looking at Mom.

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

"Mom, why do you proceed calling yourself an old gal. You are beautiful, get over this ‘ old gal'act. You're the lone 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. Our family,"looking at Melanie.

Fred puts his hand on her leg causing Melanie to lean her promontory on his articulatio humeri. I really couldn't explain it but she seemed to be at public security with what we had said to her.

"David has anyone told you that you need a real number dinner dress dining way ? All of us in this kitchen is squeamish, but in this lusus naturae of a house, you need some top end furniture. If I could induce some assistance, I would have it away to help furnish your home,"Mom says to me.

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

Jill asks,"Mom, whom would you like to help oneself you patronize for furniture ?"

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

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

"Absolutely !"

Dakota was happy. She wasn't put in that unenviable place of having to attend to two masters.

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

Dakota hops off the riposte and heads towards her sleeping room to get her assistant's book of account and fix some earpiece calls.

Not surprising at all, John makes a directly line for the stroganoff.

"Hey, piss your lady friend 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 instant,"John playfully barks back.

CHAPTER 5

John does indeed make Diane a plate. Then he does something else that shocked virtually everyone else, he fixes collection plate for Paula, Donna, Jennifer, and Sharon. No one said anything, but the look of astonishment was seen by all the ladies.

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

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

"Don't look at me, if Jacques Louis David OK'd it then it's already settled,"Jennifer says.

Diane smile. She's very happy she gets to turn back worrying about Nikki and go shopping with Melanie.

"Mom, I would like one of the CG boys to see you, for you own safety,"I tell her. Fred pulls out his cell phone and begins texting

"Melanie, what time do you need to leave tomorrow for shopping ?"Fred asks.

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

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

Melanie leans over and gives him a smooch. I see her mouth the words ‘ 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 elbow room, I notice that Allison isn't here.

"Has anyone seen centime ?"I ask.

Amy speaks up,"She's over at the studio. All three of the daughter are there working. Allison said to tell you that she needs to put in time working to pay the first installment of her rent and her section of the business,"Amy explains. In my head, I really didn't want to feature to excuse to Melanie about the studio or the three fille. Thankfully, she didn't ask.

"OH yeah, I'm supposed to separate you that Mike Booker called. He wanted to know how you landed billy Idol to come in to the studio. He said to tell you thank you,"Amy tells me.

"Billy Idol ? No fucking way,"John Lackland said getting everyone to giggle.

There's the whoremonger we all know and love, using his favorite Bible.

"David, you remember I'm heading to capital of Georgia on Wednesday, right ?"Jennifer asks me.

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

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

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

"Bos, this has been a not bad day. You fed us lunch, we met billy club perfection and his girlfriend, you fucked my brainiac out and I only worked a half a day. Thank you,"Sharon says to me. She leans in and kisses me on the lips.

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

"Yes, boss. 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 people. They only believed in body of work, never any fun. Heck, they stopped having Christmas parties a duad of long time ago because somebody was ‘ offended ’."Sharon said in a serious 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 hand to lead me to our bedroom. 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 magnificent kisser. I just know the feel of her soft tender lips on mine, her tongue wrestle with mine, her teeth lightly biting on my bottom lip. All in a very sensuous fashion. Pulling her in tight, she wraps her arms around me and whispers in my ear,"Darling, I love you,"in such a heartfelt manner I just pull her tightly to my torso. We slowly and erotically begin to remove each early's clothes. They stay where they fall off our bodies.

As we both end up naked, Jill takes my hand and leads me into the lavatory. I follow her into the shower. She turns the piddle on, hot, very hot. The steam immediately begins to roll through the john. Jill and I embrace yet again. We begin to kiss once again comparable high up school teen. In my head, there is no way I'm not making a infant with this gorgeous, wonderful, smart woman that I call my married woman.

As the hot water Cascade Range over our bodies, the heat relaxes both of us. We stand entangled in each other fondling and caressing. My humanity is pointed towards the ceiling. I lean down and begin to bat and suck on Jill's endowed bureau. For whatever intellect, my head made the comparing to Belinda. She is clearly bigger and more indue than Jill, but it's Jill that has my inwardness.

I feel Jill's hand caressing and stroking my tool. I pick her up by her waist and gently feel her wrap her stage around my torso. She entangles her ankles behind my back. I hold her underneath her thighs allowing her womanhood to stemma up with my putz. Slowly I low-toned her down onto me. She must jiggle her ass just a bit to line me up with her love kettle of fish. Once we are positioned, I let gravity do the employment as she slides down onto me.

We begin our slacken rhythmic love making in the shower. I feel her peeress juice coating my cock and orchis as we continue to pierce together in unison. I step forward putting her back against the shower wall. I thrust a bit harder into her. I hear her moaning into my ear. I continue to hurl all the spell kissing her and her neck. She continues to moan in complete espousal of my efforts to construct love to my darling wife.

It really didn't take that long as we both once again orgasmed together. I felt my consistency shoot all I had into my cover girl Jill. She responded by splashing my cock, testis, and thigh with her woman juice. We kept rocking back and forth continuing to orgasm. early than saying ‘ I Love You'no early words were spoken.

As we finished reaching our simultaneous apex, we pulled each other underneath the still hot water, rinsing the sex off us. After we felt we were unobjectionable, Jill turned off the shower and we stepped out together. We took our fourth dimension drying each other off, slowly, gently, and erotically. Once we were dry, we walked hand in hand into our sleeping accommodation, climbed into bed and entangled our bodies once again. We kissed for how long, I'm not sure as shooting but after quite a while, we both began to sense our eyes get grievous and we drifted off to sleep, together, sated and happy.

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

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