The Chauffeur ( # 27 ) Getting backbone to Work

By : PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

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

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

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

Logging into my work email, there was another 350 e-mail. I scanned through them. First one that I stopped on was from the trucking companionship manger. He was asking for another guild of tires. He said that he now has a waiting list since we have priced them down so far that many freelance 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 follow-up email to that managing director telling him that I would order another batch of the greatly increase order from BF Goodrich. I also asked if we should be expanding the tire distribution to early inwardness since we have a standing waiting inclination. 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 additional locations that I want tire sent. I also inquired about the retread industrial plant in Texas.

I saw multiple e-mail from assorted news brass. I read a twain, but the one that caught my attention was one from Jim Cramer and the Mad Money manufacturer. She invited me to check an audience with Jim via telephone, via telecasting, or their hope, in soul in New York City. I replied to them saying that I needed a duad of workweek to changeover but would be willing to come to New York for the in the flesh interview.

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

Further scanning brought me to one from the chef at Melanie's home. He asked if he could wonder what the job might be that I referred to, what would be the hours, would it be full metre as he didn't think that his Robert William Service with Melanie would be needed much longer. He also attached a sketch for me to front at to swear his qualifications and educational activity. I made note to chat with Melanie about this guy.

I began to show the ‘ read only'email, disposing them after. I was listening to some old blue air medicine when I felt a couple of lips on the vertebral column of my neck. I stared straight ahead thinking to myself ‘ who belongs to these soft lips'?

A single finger began playing with my ear all the while the mouth kept kissing the back of my neck opening with an periodic tongue lick.

Then, a lenify susurration in my ear as one earbud was removed,"pappa is it ?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

I take her by the hand and lead her to our bedroom. When I open the room access, we see privy and Marcus having their way with Jill. She is the centre of a spit-roast. Melanie flush and effort to become around and walk away. I put my arm around her waist and pull her into the bedroom.

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

"Jill, honey, Melanie would like to take your berth. Care to switch ?"I say loudly.

Jill responds by waving Melanie over to the bed. I push Mel towards the 3. Jill stops sucking Marcus'cock and unplug herself from John's massive cock. She pulls Melanie onto the bed.

"gentleman's gentleman be overnice to her,"is all that Jill says before getting out of the romp bed.

John leans his face down and puts it between Melanie's legs as Marcus status her to be on all quaternion. Greedily, she begins to cream and suck Marcus'still hard putz. It is twitching with excitement.

Jill and I walk over to the romp bed. Jill starts playing with John's shaft 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 theme how sexy you look with a hard-young hammer in your oral fissure and John getting you wet enough for his horse cock to invade your marvellous pussy ?"

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

I see John lift his rooster up and slew it into Melanie, whose eyes just roll to the rachis of her head. Gospel According to John began slowly and gently fucking her. He put his hands on her rosehip to control her movements. As sentence wore on, he began to increase his rhythm.

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

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

Jill directs me to get up on the bed where Marcus was moments ago. She decided that she wants some tending from both me and Melanie. She strokes my cock devising trusted it is heavily. She points to my pecker and gently get-up-and-go Melanie's head towards my humanness.

John is now really fucking her hard and debauched. I see the glazed over feeling in Melanie's eyes as she is trying hard to stay on task of giving me a blowjob. Once I'm sufficiently wet, Jill climbs aboard and straddles my cock into her ass. She has her back to me and her coochie lining Melanie. She takes Melanie by the auricle and directs her towards her twat.

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

Melanie pauses for just a moment inhaling Jill's intoxicatingly marvellous 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 center of attention of Melanie and I's sex sandwich or maybe my gruelling pecker into her ass or Melanie's tongue exploring Jill's sex. It really didn't topic, two hombre, two dame, good deal of fun.

John finally hit his orgasmic heyday,"OH screwing ME. THIS IS SO FUCKING GREAT, shtup MEEEEEEE,"he announces to the room in general.

look John's pecker erupting into Melanie, made her mislay place defeat Jill for just a couple of moments. Jill giggled and said to me,"surmisal John had to work out off all that food somehow,"I laughed.

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

Melanie stopped licking Jill and said to John,"Will I get to fuck you again ? Your cock is the biggest that I've ever had, and I would like More, if you're leave,"she says to him in a grievous manner.

John turns on his blackguard and comes back to the bed saying,"Ma'am, you can have me anytime you want. That is one of the nicest 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 nose and then the top of her forehead before getting back up off the bed and heading out.

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

I can feel Jill's trunk throw her away as small climax are rolling through her.

"Jill my dear, Melanie asked to play with you. I think over the next bit you and her motive to do things together, shop, screw, more shopping, and mountain more make out,"I say smiling as I feel her squirm her ass sideways from Melanie's tongue.

Melanie's body also begins to spasm. I see her heart roll back in her skull and her oral assault on Jill slow down dramatically. Jill reaches out and pulls her brass into her pussy further. Melanie tries to dumbfound her glossa into Jill like a spear, but alas, she was cumming too hard to make that work.

observance Melanie and feel Jill ride my cock made me finger that wonderful twinge of the inevitable.

Jill who was now just leaning on my dresser came first,"OH fucking ME, MELANIE YOU DO SUCH A WONDERFUL JOB WITH THAT TONGUE OF YOURS,"as I feel her body tense up as a huge coming Irish pound my Jill's body.

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

Melanie stops licking and pealing onto her rear exhausted and almost breathless. I untangle myself from Jill's ass as my rooster begins to deflate. I get up from the bed and read/write head into the bathroom to clean myself up.

While I was in there, I heard conversation between Jill and Melanie. Couldn't quite listen the words, but I heard the articulation clear enough.

After stepping out of the shower and drying off, I heard summoning of God Almighty. This sentence it was Melanie once again. She was hitting her orgasmic peak on all cylinders. I peeked my oral sex out of the bathroom just in metre to see Jill's face buried into Melanie. Mel's whole body 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 voice trailed off as another huge coming ravaged her body.

After various minutes of Jill laying waste to Melanie's pussy, Mel begged for Jill to stop, she didn't imagine she had any more remaining to collapse. Jill moved up and kissed her human face before wrapping her arms around Mel. They both were satisfied. They stayed tangled up and slowly tried to fight down off the monster known as sleep.

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

As I moved through the hallway, I realized how fatigue I was. I turned around and headed back to my bedroom. Once inside, I shed my shorts, kissed both Jill and Melanie and climbed into our sleep bed. It didn't take long for sopor to catch up with me.

CHAPTER 2

When I woke it was Monday and I needed to get back to employment. 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 shorts and a white tee shirt and headed towards the kitchen.

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

In less than 18 60 minutes, my oeuvre email went from the less than 200 I had left it at to over 450. Really ? 450 ?

So, I began the procedure of scanning through looking for ones that were not read-only. low one that I found was from Roger. He explained what had happened at the Pinetree in New siege of Orleans. Seems that a couple of fraternity guys were holding a company, put the location on social media. The party grew exponentially and soon there were so many drunk college minor that one of them tried diving into the puddle from the second-floor roof. He didn't make the leap successfully. To try and veil the screwup, various of them set fervour to the room, thus causing an evacuation of the entire hotel.

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

After Roger's email, there was one from the BF Goodrich guy. He sent another extended tire order, however he did some math and sent extra tyre to the 15 new locations, at BF Goodrich's cost as a thank you for being such a just customer. He also said that the first 5 tractor trailers of old tires had arrived at the retread location 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 emplacement to organize and establish the worker's lives much easier. I asked him how much he made working for Melanie. I also told him that this view would require 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 do by firearms training was confirming our class Tues at 10am at the local pistol range. He said that those who don't own a firearm, he would have several with him. I thanked him and confirmed the date/time.

I saw an e-mail from Jennifer's phone reminding me that I wanted her to check out other big spot building. She had program for a visit to Atlanta mid-week, just a quick round trip. She was booked on Delta each way. However, she was asking if she should get Diane with her to take her away from her brainsick mom, Nikki. I replied that if she felt it to be the right thing to do, then do it. However, be trusted to fly low socio-economic class, no pauperism to fly coach. Then a idea came to me, do we demand a locomotion agent on board as part of the HR group ? Outside of the two private blue jet, there is a orotund total of traveling. Maybe having an go through travel agent might help oneself defray some costs and do away with multiple stops.

To assist eliminate some of the sight emails, I looked for I that had the same lead-in and thus being replied ‘ to all ’. I figured out that I only needed to read the most recent one, thus giving me entree to all the scuttlebutt and still getting the information being passed along.

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

I sent Jill an email asking for 500 shares of Jaxson Inc. bloodline for each of the CG male child. They defended the castle. I wanted to make sure they knew how much I appreciated their efforts.

As I was listening to music from the 80's a duad of arms wrapped around my neck. One of the handwriting removed an earbud. I felt lips 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 shock. She explained that she knew that Jill and I were trying to conceive our own kid and thought she would make spark of it.

I stood up and put my limb around her, pulling her into me. I could sense my prick beginning to rise. She obviously felt it as well, putting her hand down my boxers and taking handle of my now hard stopcock. She gently stroked it. For some intellect, I just wanted to brush everything off the table and lay her down putting my stopcock into her. She undid my short pants 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 kitty over my manhood. I lowered her down gently.

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

"Mel, you don't need to bucket along home, let's call this billet your Rebecca West Coast home,"I say to her trying to get to her feel more at ease.

"darling, I need to ask you about your chef at the Hampton home. Is he useable ? I have a near full-time attitude for him in the restaurant group, will he be useable anytime soon ? And, if so, how practically do you pay him ?"I ask as we are rocking back and forth making each other feel wonderful.

"David, if you want him, he's yours. I've been worrying about what to do with about of the staff. Godfrey has already been spoken for by an uppity British couple a mi or so down the road. I pay my chef $ 36,000 a year plus an one-year bonus of $ 1500. Why ? Is that too much ?"she asks as we try to extend out our pleasure.

"OH, MY GAWD, DAVID…. I'M CUUUUUMMMMMMIIINNNNNGGGG,"she said breathlessly. Her eyes rolled to the back of her drumhead. She put her read/write head on my shoulder and began to just whizz.

I just caressed her back while still thrusting myself into her womanly sheepcote. I took a whole tone forward pushing her up against one of the bar stools. She leaned backwards and put her weapons system straight out balancing herself against the bar. I kept my gentle and rhythmic fucking. Her breathing stay on shallow and the focus of her eyes clearly was glazed over.

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

"Not usually, why do you ask ?"

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

"When it is necessary, I do show my fount. However, I get more accomplished if the employees don't see me coming. I want a truthful peep at exactly what our client see. If I announce my comer, then I get a fancied-up visit and do not get an existent gustation of what our customer are usually experiencing. bet at the top 100 companies in the US More than 90 % of their elder management only want to visit the ‘ proficient'their caller has to offer. I take a different overture ; how can I fix it if I don't know what's broken ? Energy Department any of this brand sense ?"I say to her.

"Do you remember when you told Bob to bed off and that you quit ? I told you that he threw his phone across the elbow room and broke it into several man. Do you vaguely recollect that ?"she asks.

"Vaguely ? It feels more like it was finish hebdomad,"I reply.

"I never fixed that phone. I still have it. It means a lot to me. Until that telephone set call, I was for certain that I was the solely one who could enkindle that type of wrath out of Bob. He was used to steam-rolling multitude and getting his way all the clip. You told him off and before he could argue with you or berate you or even take you out to the woodshed for an attitude change, you set him on his heels by quitting and hanging up. That was the claim moment that I knew you were the sodding person to run the company. Bob couldn't have his way with you, yet he respected you because you took responsibility for your action and your business decision. Heck, the night we met you, if you remember, our usual number one wood Denise was in some sort of chance event. You and Jill came and got us, you made the decisiveness not to shoot down 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 nook 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 almost of the gentlewoman here call you Daddy, maybe I should call off Melanie Mom. Any job with that ‘ pa'?"Jill says to me all the while smiling her beautiful smile.

"Nope, none at all,"I say knowing there are crowing matter to stool an exit 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 covetous,"I reply to her smiling.

"Jilly, you have no idea how much 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 dick still in her.

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

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

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

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

"To block calling this place 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 turncock yet again with her char juice.

As I watched Mom reach out a eyeshade yet again, Penny came around the street corner, wearing her atomic number 29 colored collar. I smiled. This was the number 1 fourth dimension she has openly wore the collar since asking me to be her lord full time.

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

Jill watches with amazement.

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

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

Jill is just smiling.

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

I withdraw my pecker from Melanie and turn my body towards cent. She willingly opens her mouth and begins licking and sucking all of Melanie's cleaning woman juice off my cock and balls.

Jill puts her hand behind penny's psyche and pushes her brass farther towards my pelvis causing her to gag a bit. She swallows voiceless moving my cock into her throat. I thrust a twosome of times before I feel that delightful twinge. Without any word of advice to my submissive I unload the contents of my clod into her belly. Even though this feeling wonderful, I look at Melanie's eyes get large. Is she amazed or excited about cent ?

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

penny begins to drub and suckle my cock to cleanse me up.

Melanie leans into my ear and whispers,"That's the most erotic matter that I've ever seen. You know what this means don't you ?"she says as she is gently running a single digit through the tomentum on my chest.

My mind went into overdrive, Melanie my submissive ? Holy screw ! THAT would be grand, this high smart set woman of class being completely submissive to someone else. However, I felt that I needed to find fault out an seize shoe collar and think of a classy gens for her. Princess came to mind, but I need to cerebrate some More on this.

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

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

"Did you get a hazard to play with Fred ? He can rock your world as well,"Jill says to Melanie.

"cent, will you go around and awake everyone. It's fourth dimension to pop getting ready for a day of oeuvre,"I direct Penny.

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

Jill reaches into the fridge and pullulate me a glass of my pineapple juice. She kisses me and tells me she's going to change and head up to the post to do some work. I let her do it that I made another order of tire and to please make sure the former peak from BF Goodrich was paid. She said she would take away care of it and headed off towards our bedroom.

Melanie took a paper towel and wiped up our mess off the barstool. Giving herself a speedy wipe as well before throwing the paper towel into the trash.

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

"No secret. I love sex, it really charges me up. I drink my pineapple succus. I eat regularly and almost of all, I don't allow stress to get hold of me all that often. You've met many of the wonderful people that I call my caper group. They help keep me balance and not all wired up. cartel me, if whoremonger keeps playing with you, you'll understand what I'm talking about. succeeding to eating, sex is his main goal in life,"I explain to Mel.

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

As others came into the kitchen, I asked Amy if she would scramble me a couple of ball and progress to me a mates slices of toast. She kissed me and began to pull out the requisite stuff to make my request.

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

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

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

Amy reaches into the electric refrigerator again pulling out more food.

Dakota finally makes an appearing. I kiss her good morning. 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 ‘ just 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 gambol 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 feeling that she is persona of our family. Jill and I owe her everything, if it wasn't for her and Bob, none of this would take in been possible, so please keep on doing what you've already been doing, just now, holler her Mom,"I explain to everyone who is nodding their heads.

Dakota gets up off my lap and heads to get her speech sound to arrange for a limo to take in us to the Hawk.

Since I still had a couple of hour before breakfast would be ready, I headed down the hall to dress for work.

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

"Amy, preserve 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 whang on the front doorway, the car and Fred had arrived.

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

CHAPTER 3

The ride 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 luncheon time and maybe his Italian restaurant would be a good choice. He said he would be back about 11:30. I thanked him, putting another tip in his pocket.

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

When we reached the top story, we stepped off. I headed over to Sharon's desk. She had her back to me working on her computer. I saw several car bill. I was right on both accounts. She had one SUV a Lincoln Navigator and a Mercedes E-class sedan chair. It was the tierce flyer that surprised me : A Ford F-150 pickup truck.

I picked up the flier 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 require ?"I asked.

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

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

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

I give her a trice 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."

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

"Um, I'm not sure that would be a goodness idea after this past weekend,"she says to me with a wink. I just smile, trying hard not to consider her by the hired hand in battlefront of everyone and skitter off to an empty office.

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

I leave my stuff at Sharon's desk and hustle off to catch up with Dakota and Mom. As we walk through the agency, respective mass stand and introduce themselves and explain what they do for the caller. I introduce both Dakota and Melanie. Each sentence I introduce Melanie the eyes get heavy in astonishment. Apparently, they had never had multitude this high up in the company just casually walk around the floor.

By the metre we had made a full circle, Sharon had set me up in one of the league room that had a gracious view of the city. 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 gadget to start the lock changing on untenanted offices in the hale building.

As she was making the phone call, Sharon asked about the event for the FBI broker and their families. Melanie interrupted and asked if she could help 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 scads of music and fun. Sharon led Melanie back to her desk and set her up at a nearby desk to ready calls.

I opened my laptop computer and asked Dakota to find out where the entropy 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 flooring down.

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

One door was the Flamingo, which someone had printed off a color delineation and taped it to the room access. This was for the Tampa building.

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

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

The fourth one had a picture of a Blue Jay for the Toronto building, our simply outside building.

And of course, that final one was the Hawk, the building we were in.

I started with the hawk, opening corner and looking through the Indian file. All seemed to be in a Nice orderliness with each box labeled maintenance, taxes, building architectural plan, and other miscellaneous shipway to indicate what each box held. I had Dakota make banker's bill that I wanted all these box to be under lock chamber and key in a couple of W.C.. I did want the most Holocene filing cabinet of revenue enhancement and any legal notices in a Indian file console by Sharon, for ease of access.

After the hawk, we went back to the Blue Jay. This edifice intrigued me. It was our but outside construction, but more importantly, it was the tall building at 75 stories with an attached 12 level parking service department. I made note about getting all these box to them, but I wanted to find out whom might be Sharon's equal over there.

Dakota suggested that we find out this info for all the buildings. She also reminded me that I was going to announce the shutting of the Montana auditing center. I smiled, thanking her as I had totally forgotten. I dialed up our HR and told them to make the announcement internally, but more importantly for anyone who wanted to channelize to LA, we would offer help. I gave HR Gospel According to Mark Newberg's figure and tangency phone, remembering that we had hired him, but I didn't bonk where he was working from. HR said they would trail 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 luncheon. She willingly accepted.

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

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

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

"Um, if I'm allowed, I would like the Mercedes E category. I've never owned such a luxurious car in my entire aliveness. I've always had the old authentic car that was held together with channel taping and Elmer's glue."She said in a serious manner.

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

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

When the elevator stopped at the ass floor, the surety guard waved me over saying,"Sir, I'm sure you don't recollect me, but you tried to invite me and my wife one Sunday forenoon to link you and your family for breakfast. Well, my wife wants me to extend an offer to you to join us for dinner party one evening,"he says to me.

"That would be rattling. Probably in the future twain of weeks, I'll be having a shindig at my home, consortium, BBQ, music lots of fun, very phratry friendly. We would love it if you and your integral family would join us. Here's my bill, let me put my home address on the vertebral column along with my personal cubicle phone act. scream me !"I mitt him my line of work card.

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

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

"È una giornata meravigliosa per la pasta"he says to me in his topper 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 mark. I explained that this restaurant that Fred introduced us to was delightful. She shrugged and just accepted my reasoning.

On the way there I reminded Dakota about the piece training tomorrow at the law pistol range of a function. Both Sharon and Mom asked if they could join as well. I told them,"The more the merrier,"smiling the all 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 sure that Fred was invited to join us for lunch. He accepted with his common politeness.

He pulled the car up to the front room access, scurried around and opened the door for the four of us to exit. He then pulled the limo to the far end of the parking lot to try and not take up any bloom 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 threshold, I held the threshold undefended 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 whole place smelled.

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

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

"The usual,"Fred said.

The owner brought over 5 wine-coloured glassful and a big bottle of Chianti. He began to swarm for everyone, but I politely declined asking for glass of juice. He offered me grapevine succus, orange succus and apple succus. I chose the orchard apple tree juice.

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

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

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

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

Mom shrugs her articulatio humeri and begins chatting with Sharon.

As the server brings my apple juice, she also brings a big basket of Allium sativum 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 plate of spaghetti with substance sauce arrive. They also bring a with child shaker of grate Parmesan-Romano cheese. Everyone takes turns shaking it onto their lunch. We are all laughing, feeding, and enjoying lunch. No work, no dramatic play, no stress.

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

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

Billy gets up and comes over to our table, pulling a chair up succeeding to me, but not actually at the table, just in the aisleway.

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

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

"Absolutely, spouse. That card is wicked. I don't have to pack immediate payment any longer, plus I can use the notice anywhere just like a Mastercard,"He says. I see Fred being very matter to in the Revelation about me learning to be a chauffeur.

"truncheon, will you delight join us for lunch ?"Mom asks.

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

Fred leans back and asks that their repast be moved over to our table and an additional chairman be added to reconcile. The host goes and collects the plates bringing them and Daisy over to the table. Mom pushing me over to construct way for billy and his girlfriend. I just grin and scooch my chair over. Dakota is smiling now from ear to ear.

I ask Dakota if she had a card for mike booking agent, our disc label guy. She reached into her book and produced one for me.

"Billy, here's my recording studio administrator's scorecard. He's volition to pop the question you 6 FREE hours of studio time,"I tell him as I am handing him microphone's card.

"SIX hours you say chap ? Man, that's a unscathed lot of clock time. Are you for sure you want an old sodomite like me to hire up six hours of recording studio time ?"He says.

"Do you want the meter or not ? We would love to possess you come and go on new hooey,"I say. Mom is now watching and listening to the work conversation. She asks for a pair of wine-coloured glass for Billy and Daisy. When the host returns with them, she has the server put some Chianti into the glasses. Mom takes them and gives them to Billy and Daisy, who graciously accept them.

Listening to Mom and Billy chat, I look around the room. Virtually everyone in the eating house is watching and listening to their conversation. Billy regales us with tales of being on the road and some of the ‘ really, really stupid things that he used to do while on tour ’. People were whispering and trying to point subtly at Billy.

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

I feel a script caressing my thigh underneath the table. It's Sharon. I look at her and grin giving her a flash.

As the start bottleful of Chianti is emptied, he-goat offers to buy us another one. Fred and I decline but the three gentlewoman say yes.

We're all finished with our meals ; the possessor comes by and thanks us for our patronage. He asks if he can demand a picture of Billy, he obliges.

Fred pokes his complex quantity watch silently. I ask for our bill, our new acquaintance truncheon tries to pay for the meal, but I won't allow it. He's our client and thus we pay for our guests. Dakota hands him my business card, on the vertebral column she has written our address and tells Billy and Daisy that if they're in 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 arduous facial expression at Daisy, she's about Dakota's age with a slightly vainglorious frame and boobs. I'm guessing she's a big C or maybe a diminished D cup. As I pay for the meal, Mom practically leaps into he-goat's chest asking Dakota to ingest a picture of him and her together. Just before the telephone camera jiffy, Mom turns and flora a big osculation on Billy's lips. The flash goes off at exactly the compensate bit. Mom squeals with delight.

Daisy walks around the hurly burly and comes over to me. She kisses me, not on the back talk but on the cheek voicelessness in my ear,"if we come to your house, I get you first,"I kiss her back, but on the sass. She squeezes my ass and all of us say our goodbyes.

As we are walking through the restaurant, 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 clock time she was the most requested chauffeur in the fellowship,"I say about Jill.

Fred offers to go get the limo and bring it to the nominal head, I tell him that the base on balls will do all of us good, including our three ladies who drank nearly of two bottles of Chianti. Fred and I just laughed about that one.

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

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

"All done political boss, time to go menage and toy ?"she asks with a twinkle in her eyes.

"Absolutely !"

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

He complies without hesitation.

Melanie and Dakota are sitting next to each other chatting away about their favorite billy Idol Sung dynasty. Mom loves ‘ Rebel cry'while Dakota likes ‘ White person wedding ’. I pipe in with ‘ Mony, Mony ’. Sharon, on the other manus, lays her drumhead in my lap, stroking my cock through my trouser. Dakota giggles.

Fred announces we are at the Hawk as he pulls the limo up to the battlefront door. I get out and hurry into the elevator. The ride is slow up as hoi polloi get on and get off stopping at various base. When I arrive at the top floor, I step off the elevator to see our protagonist the locksmith. I go over to him, enshroud what I want to take place. He says it will take at least a week, maybe a bit longer if he gets lots of pinch calls as he just was approved for AAA servicing. I told him, no spate, work at your own yard don't compromise your former customer. He thanks me for the line of work and goes back to his work.

I get my laptop, my knapsack and head 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 stop once to blame people up, but they were heading to the rear end floor as well.

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

Sharon wasted no time in unzipping my pants and sportfishing for my stopcock. She wrapped her lips around the protuberant head and began sucking me, licking me, and trying to accept my entire humanity. This made Dakota chuckle. Watching us, Mom began playing with herself. Dakota slid over following to her and began playing with Mom allowing her to just sit back and turn a voyeur to Sharon and me.

As I was enjoying Sharon's oral expertness, I see Dakota move down in front of Mom, pulling her pants and panties down and snake her lingua into Mom's wet puss. Mom lets out a big moan, gently grasping Dakota's head pulling it into her deeper. Dakota inserts two fingers into Mom rubbing them firmly on her G-spot, which made her cum almost instantly.

Dakota kept licking as the limo hurried towards the house.

Fred announced that we were about two minutes from the theatre. The ladies all began to reassess themselves. Sharon, a bit discomfited, shove my cock back into my pants and zipped me up.

As Fred held the door assailable 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 catch with Mom.

CHAPTER 4

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

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

interior my chamber, Sharon is undressing quickly. She unbuckles my belt, unzips my drawers, and pushes my boxer down to my ankles. I step out of them all and remove my shirt. I'm now as naked as she is. Dakota only takes a distich of moment to get raw as well. She knows that I always love having her junction in with me and whomever else I'm playing with.

Sharon pushes my defenseless body onto one of the play beds. Dakota gets in on the early English of me. Sharon begins to lick and suck my humanity into her oral cavity in a famished personal manner. Dakota pushes me back and puts her sweet wet pussy over my waiting clapper. Dakota was riding my face, and Sharon was using her oral skills on my arduous cock. I could try her gag a bit as she tried to swallow my entire putz, but it kept touching her uvula causing her to gag copious sum of money of spittle.

I'm really enjoying this dangerous undertaking with Sharon and Dakota. I think to myself just how sweet Dakota's kitty-cat juice tastes. I thrust my tongue into her harder and deeper. I tilt my head a bit to set about nibbling on her clit. This makes her yelp just a bit since I didn't give her any warning.

The oral bodily function stopped. It only stopped for a couple of instant as I felt a warm, blind drunk pussy impale on my hard-wet cock. The totally bed is rocking as Sharon is moving her hip joint back and Forth and Dakota was matching the hip move.

Dakota came first. She stayed completely silent, yet I felt her knee joint clamp hard on my point as a huge coming rolled through her. Her pussy expelled a large amount of money of woman juice, which I lapped up with enthusiasm even if my own breathing was being obstructed quite a bit.

Sharon was not soundless at all. When she hit her orgasmic apex, she just yelled out,"YOU ARE THE BEST BOSS IN THE whole WORLD, GAWD darn THIS feel SO GREAT. I'M CUUUUUUMMMMMIIIIIINNNNNNGGGGGGG,"she says as her trunk shakes with an orgasmic spasm.

I feel her wetness spattering my turncock and chunk.

Sharon collapses on my chest. Dakota gets off my face as her sensation return to her and her breathing rejoinder to normal. Dakota kisses me declaring her love for me yet again. She gets off the bed and walks a bit wobbly-legged towards the john. I hear the exhibitioner Menachem Begin. In my head, I was thinking how a great deal fun it is to be with her in the shower.

It doesn't take very long before I hear Sharon lightly snoring as her promontory rests on my chest. In the length, I could learn Mom reaching her peak 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 period of play bed. I step into the toilet, but not in time as Dakota was done with her exhibitor and almost completely dried off. I put my blazon around her from behind. I whispered in her ear,"deary, I am so glad that you came into my lifespan,"I say as romantically as possible to her.

She twists her body around putting her arms around my neck and kisses me hard and passionately.

"dada, it's me whose favorable. You have given me the one thing in life that I've always wanted but never trusted anyone enough to earmark happen. You've given me a child. OUR infant,"she says looking me straight in the eyes before our lips meet yet again.

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

I kiss Jill.

"I see you laid waste to our new gal, Sharon. She's on the child's play bed snoring. Jeeze St. David, it's fun to play with them, but do you really have to lie with 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 ? Damn, she's quite the strumpet, isn't she ?"Jill says.

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

That comment made all three of us laugh. I jump in the shower and Dakota leaves the bathroom. In just a duad of minute, Jill is nude and in the shower with me.

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

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

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

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

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

I turn her around and begin kissing her lips just like we were doing in the shower. We just kept kissing and stroking each early. It might have been one of the most erotic thing we have done in quite a spell. She pulls me on top of her and our bodies merge as one. I thrust gently. She wiggles her dead body underneath me. I push deep into her. She responds by thrusting back on my manhood. She digs her heels into the mattress and raising her hips to adjoin my jab. We push ourselves towards a mutual elevation. When it arrives, we orgasm virtually simultaneously. Something in my head tells me that we have achieved our destination. A Baby ! I don't be intimate how to explain it, but I know just as sure as shooting as I know that Jill loves me.

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

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

Jill and I just laid in each other's arms for quite a while. In my heading, I was celebrating. We had made a sister ! Of course, facts would accept to be checked to make for sure we achieved what we set out to accomplish, but in my tenderness and in my head, I knew it was missionary work accomplished. I wanted to leap out of bed, run through out the halls yelling"we made a baby !"But I thought better of it and just laid in bed with the love of my life.

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

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

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

I head over to the battlefront door and pick up my laptop. I plug in and log into my work email once again. Lots of electronic mail, but none of any real grandness. 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 pull up stakes us ?"She says to me.

"Her Mom really needs her now that her sire has passed on. Tina just wants to abuse out on her own, turn her own fair sex. She knows she is loved by everyone here and I made for 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 legal injury,"she says

"You didn't do anything wrong. 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 schoolbook substance that she made it to her Mom's OK,"Amy tells me.

"wellspring, at to the lowest degree we know she made the trip safely,"I say to her in a serious manner.

I put my blazonry around her and just cave in 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 handwriting Fred a uncontaminating spoon. He fills the spoon, blows on it to cool it off a bit then put the unanimous spoon in his oral fissure. 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 verbalize with me a bit.

"withdraw a seat Fred,"I tell him.

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

"wellspring, it started with me applying for a constituent clock time job to append my salary as a eating house coach after my divorce. I came across an ad that said, ‘ driver needed ’. When I called, that's how I met Tina, she was the handler's personal assistant. I interviewed, which was quite possibly the most freakish consultation on the face of this satellite. I got hired, but somehow, I had impressed well enough that they wanted me to go fully time. They offered me much more than I made at the eating house. I quit my restaurant job and rolled the die taking the chauffeur job. My low gear night on the road, I was paired with Jill. She was so unbelievably gorgeous, I fell in love with her the moment we met. However, I was dating Tina which at foremost caused some friction. It was by sheer luck that I met Bob and Melanie Jaxson. Their normal number one wood was in a frightful car stroke earlier that evening and the car dispatcher begged Jill to go pick the Jaxson's up. Jill let me handle them, but she would look on me carefully and step in if I get in over my head with them."I explain to Fred, however now Amy was listening

"So how did you get from trainee to where you are now ?"Fred inquires. Amy had turned the food to low to let the feel marry and took a behind 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 back talk and sits down next to him.

I let Melanie continue with the story.

"St. David came to the seat of the stairs of our airplane. He took our luggage and put it in the trunk, he held the threshold open for us and got into the front. He already knew the hotel we were scheduled to stay on at. I had a concern and complained to Jill that I must look horrible because I was so disturbed from the hard escape through lots of bad atmospheric condition,"Melanie tells all of us.

She continues on saying,"Jill offered to stop at Walgreen's to get me whatever I wanted, which at that moment was to just get to the hotel and call for a long soaking in a hot bath. David waited a mates of moments and turned around apologizing over and over about having the wrong car, not being the common driver. He really impressed Bob with his directness and his appearance of deference towards us. He even told us that our trip was free that Nox since it was with the wrong car and not our usual driver. Bob was absolutely impressed and offered Jacques Louis David a job as we got to the hotel."Melanie continues.

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

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

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

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

I go back to telling the tale,"I worked a couple of shifts 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 wonderful time. After we ended the play, we went our separate path. I just get home and my phone was ringing silly. It was Jill. She was in a bad accident on the way home. She called our boss. She called Tina. Finally, out of desperation she called me. I got in my pillock car and horde like a bat out of hell to get to her. It took me just 11 minutes to go from my flat to City Hospital. I ran every yellow luminosity and maybe a red igniter or two. When I got the hospital, I raced in finding the exam room where she was. When I stepped into the exam room, I saw just how beautiful and how fragile she was. That's the take minute I knew I was going to ask her to get hitched with me,"I said to everyone.

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

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

Amy scoops out a immense amount onto a home and hands it to me along with a glass of ice-cold milk. Fred stands up and makes a plate for Melanie, then himself. Amy puts some on a belittled denture.

"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 rejoinder holding her photographic plate and eating.

Dakota and Jill finally form it out to the kitchen.

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

"Um, where was I ?"I ask filling my facial expression full of delicious stroganoff.

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

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

"pipage down you,"Mom says to Jill.

I giggle, this is the start time I've seen Mom act like a normal soul just enjoying life. I know it's been such a short clock time, but maybe allowing yourself to go back to enjoying lifetime helps mend whatever ails you.

"Go on David,"Mom directs.

"wellspring, there's not much to say. Jill was all silly with me, hopped up one all the pain meds that they gave her. I'm not for certain she even remembers much about that night. It was the very first time she told me she loved me, of course of study it was mostly due to her drug induced fog,"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 story,"Jill was in the hospital a couple of day. 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 sound,"I say to everyone.

"That gripe !"Amy says.

"No, no. It was our boss, she controlled everything and everyone. She made Tina break up with me as she had me on speakerphone. I sat in my car a duad of arcminute, I made a span of flying phone Call and push back my car around and picked Jill up at the front door. Jill knew immediately that something had happened,"I say.

Jill steps in at this stage,"Jacques Louis David told me that Tina just broke up with him. He wanted to stool one period before taking me place. When I saw him pulling the car into a jewellery store 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 fuss at me. You yelled at me, telling me that I was being unintelligent. That buying her a musical composition of jewellery wouldn't fix matter. You called me damn near every mean mean thing you could recall of,"I say to her.

"So, what happened then ?"Mom asks.

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

Dakota piped in,"WOW, I never knew all of that. What a cracking passion story. No wonder why all of us ladies love you,"say it in such a sincere manner.

"OK, everyone, we now all know the Jill and St. David story. Take it easy this evening, we have the firearm training tomorrow morning. Dakota, I'm going to put you in burster of reminding everyone and making a listing so I can let the instructor know how many will be attending. Please be certainly to call Donna, Jennifer and Paula. I want to let in them as well. I know that John and I think Diane want to go. Sharon said she wants to go. Of path, I want Fred there. Do what you usually do and get a head numeration and order enough railcar for us all. Fred's car is in the courtyard."I direct Dakota to take care of for me.

"Sir, I probably should get the car back to the function 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 put the night, 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 drop the night with this old gal ?"Mom says with a bit of flirt in her voice.

"Mom, why do you keep calling yourself an old gal. You are beautiful, get over this ‘ old gal'number. You're the sole one that thinks you're old. Please terminate being so hard on yourself,"I say to her.

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

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

"David has anyone told you that you need a tangible formal dining room ? All of us in this kitchen is Nice, but in this monster of a star sign, you need some top end piece of furniture. If I could induce some assistance, I would love to help render your home,"Mom says to me.

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

Jill asks,"Mom, whom would you like to help you snitch for article of furniture ?"

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

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

"Absolutely !"

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

Just as I was about to ask where the quietus of the gang was St. John the Apostle, Diane, Paula, Donna, Jennifer, and Sharon all piled into the kitchen. Lots of how-do-you-do's were spoken, but just as Mom predicted, we were all cramped together.

Dakota hops off the comeback and heading towards her bedroom to get her helper's book and make some earpiece calls.

Not surprising at all, lav makes a aim tune for the stroganoff.

"Hey, make your girlfriend 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 second,"King John playfully barks back.

CHAPTER 5

Saint John does indeed relieve oneself Diane a plate. Then he does something else that shocked virtually everyone else, he fixes plates for Paula, Donna, Jennifer, and Sharon. No one said anything, but the feeling of amazement was seen by all the ladies.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Melanie leans over and gives him a smack. I see her mouth the news ‘ 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 Penny ?"I ask.

Amy speaks up,"She's over at the studio. All three of the girls are there working. Allison said to tell you that she needs to put in fourth dimension working to pay the low gear instalment of her rent and her part of the patronage,"Amy explains. In my head, I really didn't want to have to explain to Melanie about the studio or the three girls. Thankfully, she didn't ask.

"OH yeah, I'm supposed to tell you that mike Booker called. He wanted to get laid how you landed billy graven image to make out to the studio. He said to enjoin you thank you,"Amy tells me.

"billy club paragon ? No fucking way,"John said getting everyone to giggle.

There's the toilet we all know and love, using his favorite word.

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

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

We sit around eating and enjoying each other's company. Before long I realize that a few time of day have passed. I look at the microwave oven clock thinking that I had ordered alfileria for each way, but the microwave clock read 10:02.

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

"knob, this has been a great day. You fed us lunch, we met billy club Idol and his girlfriend, you fucked my wit 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 small-arm direction tomorrow but after than we have an errand to run,"I tell her.

"Yes, boss. Did I mention that you are a dandy boss ? I've had more fun with you in this brusk clock time than all the meter I worked for the Kraft mass. They only believed in work, never any fun. Heck, they stopped having Christmas company a couple of years ago because someone was ‘ offended ’."Sharon said in a serious manner.

"fountainhead, if I may rephrase Ozzy, you're on the ‘ weirdo Train'now."I tell her. She kisses me as Jill tugs at my deal to conduce me to our bedroom. Once inside, we close the doorway. Jill reaches around me and locks it, keeping everyone out.

We begin making out once again. Jill is such a splendid kisser. I just love the feel of her gentle bid backtalk on mine, her tongue grappling with mine, her tooth lightly biting on my buns lip. All in a very sensuous manner. Pulling her in tight, she wraps her arms around me and whispers in my ear,"ducky, I love you,"in such a heartfelt manner I just pull her tightly to my body. We slowly and erotically get down to hit each former's wearing apparel. They stay where they fall off our bodies.

As we both end up naked, Jill takes my bridge player and leads me into the bathroom. I follow her into the shower. She turns the urine on, hot, very hot. The steam immediately begins to roam through the john. Jill and I embrace yet again. We begin to kiss once again ilk high shoal teen. In my principal, there is no way I'm not making a babe with this gorgeous, wonderful, smart womanhood that I call my wife.

As the hot water system Cascade Range over our organic structure, the heat energy relaxes both of us. We stand entangled in each other kissing and caressing. My manhood is pointed towards the ceiling. I lean down and lead off to bat and soak up on Jill's endowed breast. For whatever reason, my mind made the comparison to Belinda. She is clearly bigger and more empower than Jill, but it's Jill that has my spunk.

I feel Jill's hand caressing and stroking my turncock. I pick her up by her waistline and gently palpate her wrapper her stage around my body. She entangles her ankles behind my back. I hold her underneath her thigh allowing her muliebrity to argument up with my rooster. Slowly I lower her down onto me. She must joggle her ass just a bit to line me up with her love hole. Once we are positioned, I let gravity do the piece of work as she slides down onto me.

We begin our slow rhythmical love making in the shower. I feel her lady succus coating my hammer and nut as we continue to push up together in unison. I step forward putting her back against the shower bath paries. I thrust a bit harder into her. I hear her moaning into my ear. I continue to lunge all the while kissing her and her cervix. She continues to groan in perfect acceptation of my try to take a shit dear to my darling wife.

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

As we finished reaching our cooccurring peak, we pulled each early underneath the still hot weewee, rinsing the sex off us. After we felt we were clean, Jill turned off the exhibitioner and we stepped out together. We took our meter drying each other off, slowly, gently, and erotically. Once we were dry, we walked paw in hand into our bedroom, climbed into bed and entangled our bodies once again. We kissed for how tenacious, I'm not sure but after quite a while, we both began to feel our eyes get great and we drifted off to catch some Z's, together, sated and felicitous.

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 pack how Jill and I got together because of that job. Yes, without a doubt, being a chauffeur changed my life for the better.

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