C. Charles Stuart Fenwick was 42 geezerhood old, wealthy beyond his want, alone in the world. His given epithet is Chadwick. He cursed his parents for naming him Chadwick Fenwick. What a pudding head public figure. He went by Charles in the business world. His skinny associates called him Tchad. They were associate degree ; he really had no one he called a booster. Jacques Alexandre Cesar Charles had been successful in business, he had a bent for it and a driveway to succeed. He had a beautiful wife and a Lester Willis Young son. Then ten long time ago he lost them both in an machine accident. In his brokenheartedness he shut himself off from the world, turning his mind completely to making money. He did n't care who may be shunted aside, stepped over, discommode. He would succeed, spectacularly. Oh sure he had his physical pauperism. Those reappeared after two or three class. But he could never reach himself over to anyone again. He could n't expose his nerve to the peril. So he had fellow traveller. No one he would call a girlfriend. His flow companion was a 26 year old lulu. Large firm breasts, wide rosehip, night hair, black center. She could suck his cock like no other and ride him to exhaustion. She was hot and kinky and there for his pauperism. But he knew she enjoyed his money, while he enjoyed her body. She was n't a sporting lady or call girl, just a Whitney Moore Young Jr. woman enjoying some of the finer things in biography. And C. Charles Fenwick did relish the finer things in animation. Starting with his penthouse apartment. A cortege of way overlooking the green. He employed a chef to prepare meal as needed and a housekeeper to arrive at trusted everything was in order.

Tonight he waited for his familiar Bailey to get in. While enjoying a glass of good wine he thought about something that had happened on his way family. He often walked home to enjoy good weather and had no problem ignoring most mass on the street, walking past them in his own worldly concern. Tonight though, just a couplet occlusion from his construction he passed a untried panhandler. A disheveled woman, wan, tired looking. As usual, he would suffer walked by, but she caught his eye. He looked again. Deep bluish eyes, somewhere between hopeful and hopeless. He stopped, took out his wallet hoping he might experience a dollar mark or two. He rarely carried cash, who did these days, but he found a twenty. It seemed a bit lots. What was he thinking, he could ignite cigars with a twenty and never notice. He dropped it in her basket.

'' Thank you sir. '' Her vocalism, tired, but pleasant. He looked at her again, then passed on.

Why was he thinking of her now ? Maybe the bangle of the billet. Just another unfortunate. Maybe a druggie ? Someone who lost in this plot of life ? The room access buzzer. That would be Pearl Mae Bailey. He forgot about the beggar as he let her in. She 'd brought a friend. This was promising to be an worry night.

'' Hey Chad, this is my friend Kenzie. I brought her over to company with us tonight. Hope you do n't mind ? '' idea ? Here was another hot young babe half his age. She had straight blonde hair, brown eye, a tight short ass and perky tits. She also had a perky personality and practically bounced into the flat after her friend.

'' Sure no problem. Welcome. ``

'' See, I told ya Kenz. And depend at this place, and the view ! ``

Kenzie looked around. `` Wow. '' Then she looked at Charles. `` Wow. '' Now this was a little girl who knew how to ingratiate herself with her host.

'' Wine ladies ? ``

'' Yes ! '' `` OK, thanks. ``

They settled on the sofa, one young lady on either slope of Charles the Bald. Pearl Bailey was already running her hand over his chest. Kenzie was still looking around, wondering how affair would go.

'' Chadic, I missed you, it 's been a few days. ``

'' Sorry Bailey, work has been fussy. But I do have got time coming up. I thought we could go up to my lake home, drop some time on my boat ? ``

'' Cool. Yes, just tell me when. ``

Materially driven people were so loose for Charles. Dangle a dinner, or a gravy holder, or new earrings and their entirely outlook changed. It was the same in stage business. Now Bailey was properly motivated. She slipped off her shirt, letting him see her bountiful breast in the new red lace bra.

'' Come on Kenz, show Chad what you 've got. '' Kenzie needed no more encouragement. She too removed her shirt and quickly lost her bra. Two overturned B cup titty now awaited Jacques Alexandre Cesar Charles'care. He lifted Kenzie onto his lap and began sucking at one show pap, and then the other.

'' Why do n't we necessitate this inside ? '' He was definitely getting a small-arm of this hot new ass tonight. Oh for certain he 'd get plenty for Bailey too. He was in good material body for his age, but kept a stock of anovulant to assure he performed like a guy their age. They moved to the king size of it bed down the hall. This was an surplus way he used for these type encounters. None of his visitors were allowed into his private bedroom.

Charles stripped and positioned himself against a mint of pillows. In improver to business acumen and wealthiness, he was also blessed with a fairly telling rooster. It was a good 7 inch, a dear heaviness too. If asked he told women it was over 8 column inch. Who 's measuring, and it usually excited them. His cock was operose and standing proudly. Kenzie again said, `` Wow. ``

He almost said the same thing when Kenzie dropped her trouser and flip-flop. She was obviously a natural blond. Wispy illume hairsbreadth collected on her hummock above her cleanly shaved lip. Bailey was completely bald, but this was a dainty change. He knew then what he wanted. He slid down a niggling on the bed.

'' Bailey, I 've got something here that needs your attention. '' Yes it did, and she was just the cocksucker to take caution of it.

'' Kenzie, up here, I feel like I need to get better acquainted with that cute slit of yours. '' Bailey got to work on his dick, sucking it into her oral cavity and expertly using her knife to bait his full length. Kenzie scooted up on the bed and squatted over his face presenting her slit to him. He pulled her down and prodded at her with his tongue. Then licking her cunt and sucking at her clit to get her going. He savored her wetness, slipped two finger into her tight cunt and fucked her that way as he licked up and down tasting her, inhaling her sweet tang. This was effective. He liked a sweetened young twat in his face. He was n't so worried about her getting a lot of pleasure, Chad just wanted that wise newness. Bailey was busy servicing his turncock and in a few minutes he 'd fulfill her with his cum, but a nice new pussy to mouthful before filling it with his turncock was Charles IX'musical theme of a good evening. Pearl Bailey would be back for boats and jewelry and squeamish dinner party, but this might be a single dead reckoning at her protagonist. He knew how offspring women were. If he spent too much sentence on Kenzie, then no way Bailey brings her around again. Kenzie was now grinding on him. His fingers had found a good blot, she was rocking her rose hip rubbing her slit on his aspect, his sparse beard would be coated in her juice. Bailey was doing her best on his cock, but Chadic language was getting into this blond cunt more that he usually did. For him cleaning woman were a release to be had as needed. He was never abusive or cruel, he just did n't make the clip for love story. Nor the desire. It was a physical act, pleasurable certainly, but a satisfying of a want. Kenzie, began tensing and cumming, he pinched her pointy nipple and she went off, dripping her female cum. That was it. He needed this blond pussy, now.

'' Move over Pearl Mae Bailey. '' She sat back. She might be a little refer. Was he disappointed in her, not satisfied ? Charles IX flipped Kenzie over on to her knees. He positioned his hammer at her kitty and push it deep. She was n't expecting his duration AND girth and cried out.

'' Sorry. '' He backed off and found the right profundity, then held her slim pelvis and fucked her relentlessly, shaking her, her blond hair whipping back and Forth River as he drove his pulsing cock into her. Then reaching his peak he felt his whole organic structure hold, a instant, and passing. His hot cum coating her insides. When he 'd emptied himself he sat back. He looked at Bailey.

'' It would be a disgrace to let that go to waste. You were working for it anyway. '' Maybe that was a little mean. But he did get off on watching two charwoman together and watching Nathan Bailey lick his cum from his latest conquest, her ally, that was too good to kick the bucket up. He 'd sustain to have his spot helper pick up something nice for her. Bailey, looking a niggling get down rolled her protagonist over onto her rear and set to licking his cum as it dripped from Kenzie. He was n't sure if Kenzie was into young woman on girl but she seemed too spent to indicate. Instead she said,

'' Chad, you 're so big. I 've never felt one like that. '' He smiled at her. He knew she was partly trying to take in party favour, but hey maybe she had n't been with such a fountainhead endowed guy before. He was n't worried that he 'd just dumped his cum into her. A couple years ago he 'd had himself fixed. He was n't bringing any more nipper into this icky world. And he did n't want anyone trying to bribe or blackmail him. They could cause his semen. But no one was getting any spermatozoan. He was free to fuck who he wanted. He paid a very good doctor a lot of money for regular testing. Such is life.

It did n't seem that Kenzie really got off from Bailey 's elbow grease but at least her cunt was clean. And watching them had kept his cock at half mast. He liked it that way. Still longer than most guy and ready for action with little more sweat. Bailey had finished with Kenzie and was now laying by him, rubbing her nails on his cock. He was going to have to fuck her tonight or she 'd pout. He might soon demand to incite on from her. At some full stop you could n't give them leading you around by your turncock, making you want their pussy. There would be rent, there always was, then she 'd be gone. He 'd do without for awhile, but eventually when the need arose, he 'd see a likely girl and it would start over. But for now, she was still amusing him, and she had hot friends. He 'd sacrifice her a trade good fucking, assure her, then have some peace and tranquillize when they left.

He was soon stiff. Nathaniel Bailey got on top and tantalise his hard pecker. She could take most of him, so that was nice. She told him how hot he was and how his huge cock filled her and excited her. She came twice, then worked him with her kitty-cat until he filled her. She settled on him. Letting Kenzie bed that he was hers. They left after a recent dinner. He 'd probably send something to Kenzie. He usually did n't the foremost prison term or so with a new girl. He wanted it plain that he was n't buying them. But she was honest. He liked that blond pussy of hers. Who knows, maybe she 'd become his regular. Would n't that fuck with Bailey 's head ?

When they were gone he looked around the apartment. Mrs. Williams would grumble about cleaning up after one of his shtup academic session. But what did she expect ? The apartment was spacious. A kitchen and dining way, with child livelihood room, his private bedroom, the fuck way and a smaller guest room. He did n't often experience guests, but sometimes conditions conditions or events in the urban center booked up the better hotels. He relaxed with a good Scotch, sated. It had been a good evening. But something nagged at him.

Clarence Day went by, his evenings a mix of work and upshot. As with well-nigh wealthy men he gave, generously he thought, to Polymonium caeruleum van-bruntiae. It helped to assuage any guilt trip that could creep in from the wealth he enjoyed. Still he passed by nigh mass on the street without a thinking. Then one evening walking dwelling, on a different street, across from where he was, he saw her again. He stopped and looked to be sure. Yes, he was certain. He made his way across and stood by her. Had he been thinking about seeing her again when he had his help get variety for him ? She seemed to be wearing the Saame unclean apparel. Her hair needed a good wash but otherwise there was no discrete aroma. She did n't smell like intoxicant. He dropped a 50 in her basket.

'' Bless you. '' She said reflexively, then seeing the 5-0 on the banknote, looked up in daze. `` Oh, you again. Thank you so much. ``

'' Let me see your teeth. '' He 'd asked before thinking.

'' Oh, no sir. I do n't breastfeed cock, even for 50 dollars. If that 's what you want you can have it back. I, I have n't sank to that yet. No sir. ``

C. Charles IX Fenwick looked down in surprise. She thought HE was going to buy a blow job ?

'' No, no, no immature gentlewoman. I 'm not soliciting. But, please, show me your teeth. '' She made a grimace, exposing respectable, if slightly grimy teeth. `` No inebriant ? No drugs ? ``

'' No sir. Just down on my circumstances. '' He added another 20.

'' Do you detain at a shelter ? ``

'' With your kindness, I can. And get a good meal too. Bless you. '' Charles nodded, then moved on.

At his flat, Mrs Williams was grouching about cleaning up his supernumerary way, as she called it. `` I 'm a proper Christian cleaning woman and to cleanse up after your debauchery, Mr. Fenwick. wellspring I 'd rather not.

'' Mrs. Williams, I 'm a single man and I will nurse how and whom I choose. If you do n't handle to knead for me, there are other flat to cleanse in this metropolis. '' She humphed and grumbled and gathered her supply. Then she slapped a newspaper on his table.

'' That is the billhook for this week. And this will be my final examination week. Thank you. '' She left.

Good ejection he thought. He 'd find soul else. Maybe someone better to look at as they moved around the place. He was feeling needy again. Maybe time to call Pearl Mae Bailey. Or, what was her Friend 's epithet ? But he called Nathaniel Bailey. He was in a humour. Mrs. Williams had annoyed him. The vagrant missy nagged at him. Then there was the usual commercial enterprise concerns. He needed an retail store. Fortunately Bailey was ready and willing to be that retail store. He supposed he 'd receive to take her to the lake. Then maybe displace on.

Pearl Bailey showed up two 60 minutes later. She was dressed, as requested, like a slutty hike. quick to be used. Prince Charles grabbed a fistful of her hair, pulled her to him and kissed her hard on the back talk, using his other hand to roughly mash her tit. She moaned and looked at him.

'' Department of Energy my unassailable man need his slut tonight ? Are you going to use me ? Fuck me good with your big turncock. ``

'' Shut up bitch. Just do what you 're told. '' He drew her in again, cupped her mound and pushed into her with his digit. Her short skirt prevented him from entering her. She was not wearing underwear. `` In the chamber. '' He slapped her knockout on the ass as she turned. She shook her ass at him all the way down the hall. MMM, he was thinking how he was going to use her tonight. When they got in the bedroom he had her strip, then pushed her back on the bed. `` On your knees. ``

Charles was n't often this wired up. They 'd played rough before, and they 'd had sex in a salmagundi of direction, but he had a intuitive feeling she might be sore at the end of tonight. Oh well, she liked a bit of gravelly stuff and the thought of a weekend at the lake on his sauceboat, first course of study food and wine, and his big cock, would help make up for this evening. He wondered if she had uncertainty, if this was all worth it. She took her view, at least he was n't tying her up. He got up behind her. whack ! 'Oh dickhead'WHACK ! 'oh screw'Her ass would be red. Charles River looked at the hand print on her right ass impudence. Maybe she needed one on the left wing. WHACK ! Damn, her ass was red. He grabbed her ass nerve with both hands.

'' OW shtup, Chad. ``

'' Shut up '' WHACK ! Now both cheeks were even. He held her and fed his hammer into her. She took his length but winced each time he slammed into her ass. He fucked her hard, and deep, and fast. Then he spit on her asshole. She 'd know what was coming.

'' Oh god. '' Yes, his golf-club was going up her ass. His putz was lubed from her twat, then his finger invaded her ass.

'' OOOOOOOOHHHH ! '' rap !

He withdrew from her puss and pushed his cock against her ass, pushing the head right in. Then he stopped.

'' Oh, oh, oh. '' He caressed her impudence, teasing her, letting her anticipate another smooch. He lightly tapped her brass, distracting Bailey, then, pushed.

'' Oooooh ass. '' He was in, but he had a ways to go. She bent her nous and waited for Chad to fill her ass. And here it came, in, in, deeper, his hands on her sore ass buttock. Thomas More pain from his hands than from his encroachment. Her ass stretching. Then he was all the way in. A moment, then out, out until only an inch or two remained, then slam. All the way. And now it was on. He fucked her ass, and fucked her ass. Grunting with his exertions. A few light slaps on her ass as he took her deep. Finally he came into her. He pulled out.

'' Get a wash drawing fabric. pick me good because it 's going back in your mouth. '' She cleaned him, then sucked his cock. Then he fucked her, driving her sore ass into the bed with each poking. When he at in conclusion came again he was quenched. He looked over at Bailey. Whitney Moore Young Jr., attractive. Too experienced to be sweet.

'' Should I suck up you cleanse ? '' Now he felt a short bad. She 'd had her use for him tonight, but now he was relaxed.

'' I 'm sorry Nathaniel Bailey. ``

'' No, no that 's ok. You had a need.. ''

'' Maybe a bit too far. Really, crystalise the weekend of the 15th. We 'll relax, have fun. Sunbathe on the boat. I know some sequestered musca volitans. ``

'' Thanks Chad. Do I need to get anything ? '' Chad leaned over and kissed her on the nose.

'' Yes. Get a new swim cause. And something cute for dinner party. Tell them to lodge my account. ``

'' OOh, yay. Ow. '' She moved on the bed.

'' Maybe some lotion too. '' She smiled. Ah she was going to be a tough one to leave. Nathan Bailey stayed for awhile. He listened to her go on about her ally and work. It mostly bored him, but Charles figured he owed her some of his free time for putting up with his pugnacity earlier. Finally she left and he relaxed. It was placid. He had been capable to release some of his annoyance with the world, taking it out on Bailey 's ass. At to the lowest degree he had n't taken out the whip and chains.

The succeeding morning it was tank. As he waited for his car he saw the immature lady begging for variety. He walked down and asked why she was out here in short pants and a light shirt. He 'd given her Johnny Cash just the other day.

'' Yes, you were generous, but money does n't finish forever and I try to save some for voiceless Clarence Shepard Day Jr.. I did hold a good meal. I 'm grateful to you for that. '' As his car pulled up Charles thought a moment.

'' Will you come with me ? ``

'' I told you sir, I do n't have sex for money. ``

'' zero like that. I 'd like to..to help you. I want to ask a few interrogation. ``

'' Can I bring my few things ? ``

'' Yes. yes, we 'll put them in the body of my car. I 'm on my way to work downtown. Ben will take and we can talk. '' She caught her breath. `` Is something awry ? No one will harm you. ``

'' No, it 's ok. I 'll go with you. I 'm about at my brain end, I suppose I can take a chance. ``

'' I promise, no one will harm you or treat you inappropriately. ``

'' Men are n't always so form. ``

'' Yes I know. '' Charles VII had his number one wood give the proboscis then gave him instructions to promise his personal helper at the federal agency with a list of undertaking. Ben looked uncertainly at the charwoman. He was thinking his chief could probably find someone a little cleaner if he needed some action. Charles the Bald waited until the woman was in the car, then went around and got in the other position. The woman looked at the interior of the luxury sedan, then at Charles.

'' My name is Charles. What is your name ? ``

'' Amy. ``

'' Amy. good. Now I want to ask you a few questions. '' She stared at him with her deep blue eyes. She nodded.

'' Do you do drugs ? ``

'' No. ``

'' Do you drink excessively ? ``

'' No. Some. Not a lot. ``

'' Why are you on the street ? '' She began crying. He wanted to tinct her to assure her, but decided he should persist on his side for now. Through sobs she tried to explain. Thrown out of her menage. Abusive father. Teen pregnancy. nestling 's Fatherhood left. Could n't end up college. Could n't obtain a job. No home, no acknowledgment, no job, no hope.

'' You could n't find anything ? Surely .... ''

'' Easy for you sir. When you have nice thing, you keep nice things. When you have nothing. And I 've tried saving every dollar I can get. So I can ... so.. ''

'' So you can do what ? ``

'' uncovering my baby. They made me give him up. If it was n't for my dream, I probably would have been selling myself. But I want to be a proper mother someday. ``

'' Oh jeez. Your family abandoned you ? You have no one to reverse to ? '' She just shook her head then bowed it, sobbing.

The driver lowered the legal separation panel. `` Ms. Penelope says everything will be cook. ``

'' Thank you Ben. ``

'' Amy, when we get to my situation, I 'd like you to go with my help genus Penelope. You may yell her Penny. She will see that you have a hot shower bath, new wearing apparel and a good meal. ``

'' Why are you doing this ? ``

'' If I said you reminded me of soul, can we leave it at that ? '' She sniffed away tears and nodded her head. They met Penny who looked over Charles'new, well she did n't know what. cent was nothing if not A-one efficient. Jacques Alexandre Cesar Charles never thought about bedding her, though his job associates often assumed he must be sampling such a tasty looking adult female. But she was much more valuable to him as his assistant and they remained entirely professional person. To the distributor point where she was one of the few hoi polloi who could call him out on some of his actions. She took him aside.

'' Really Charles the Bald, what 's going on here ? Street urchins ? Is n't that big boobed bimbo of yours enough ? ``

'' Bailey is n't a bimbo. But no this is nil like that at all. Please get her cleaned, clothed and fed. public lecture to her, as a womanhood. She 's still conservative with me. Oh and do you have a doctor she could see ? Who knows how long she 's been on the street or in shelter. And receive out how old she is. ``

'' Yes Charles. '' She looked uncertain.

Later that afternoon Penny buzzed Jacques Charles in his office and asked if he had a few minutes. He told her to hail right in. She entered with a striking young woman behind her.

'' Amy Henderson, C. Charles River Fenwick. '' Amy looked around at the modern authority. No old wood paneling and darkness hard chairperson. Charles'office staff had big windows ; it was light, airy, Methedrine and metal. Charles showed the charwoman to chairs across from his desk.

'' Amy, you look very nice. How do you feel ? ``

'' 1000 % better. Thank you both, but why am I here ? ``

'' Because of fate I suppose. You were in the rightfulness place and caught my eye and well, I 've never done this before. Oh sure as shooting I donate to respective causes, but no not individually. ``

cent spoke up. `` Amy is 24. She has a high schooltime diploma and has actually attended some college courses. She has no flow steady source of income. Doctor Dowling says she has no apparent medical issues, pending bloodwork, no sign of drug use, nor intimate maltreatment. Somewhat malnourished, but now unobjectionable and healthy. What future boss ? ``

'' I have an idea. Amy, can I trust you ? ``

'' Yes. I do n't slip or cheat. Well, maybe some days when I 'm thirsty I may look at a art object of fruit from that stand on 57th. ``

'' perceivable. But if you were well fed and had a secure home to sleep ? ``

'' I 'm an honest person, sir. I have my standards, despite how I 've fallen. '' Charles looked over at Penny. Penny rocked her head, unsure of where this was going.

'' Ok, a proposition. '' Amy stiffened. `` No, your virtue is safe, though your ear may hear things. '' penny rolled her middle. `` My housekeeper quit on me this week. I have n't found a renewal. Could you pick out care of my flat ? Maybe run some local errands for me ? I have a unornamented way where you can live. I pay well. '' Penny looked on surprised.

'' Charles, what about ? ``

'' Yes, that 's the former part. ``

Amy, `` former parting ? ``

'' Some evenings, I may entertain friends. cleaning woman. We will do as men and women do. You may hear us from your elbow room. You are free to go out those dark if you choose, but hopefully you wo n't be offended cleaning up after us the next day. That 's what bothered Mrs. Sir Bernard Williams. ``

'' I 've cleaned up at the protection. Would you really pay me ? I do n't really misrepresent very well. ``

'' Just cleansing and errands. I have soul who cooks. You 'll be looking to go on a diet in no time. ``

'' I, I do n't know what to say ? And I have no obligations, you know ... ''

penny cut in, `` Ms. Henderson, I know from personal experience that Jacques Alexandre Cesar Charles keeps his patronage, all business. If he touches you I 'll rip off his ballock. '' Amy put her hand over her mouth.

'' I suppose my answer is yes. ``

'' Perfect. penny, you have the rest of the afternoon off to carry Amy shopping for apparel and anything else you feel she needs. I 'd apprize it if you 'd accompany us back to my apartment after workplace so we can get Amy settled. ``

'' Of course. Let 's go Amy this can be fun. ``

'' OH, I almost forgot. My things in the car. I, guess I do n't need the apparel, but there 's a diminished bag with personal token. Can I get them ? ``

'' Yes, we 'll be taking the car home later. '' And with that the charwoman left Charles I to his thoughts.

C. Charles the Bald Fenwick sat back in his president, his hands behind his caput. Just what was he doing ? A deplumate caught the side of his nose, ran down to his lip. Was he getting cushy ? No. It was something more than than that. But what ?

Charles, Penny and Amy rode back to his apartment after Amy checked that her bag was there. She clutched it to herself as they rode. This fourth dimension she was clean, comfortably dressed and had Leslie Townes Hope. And fears. She was taking a probability. She 'd be living in an apartment with a single man. A very powerful, rich man. If this was all some ruse to use and pervert her, who would believe the tramp when she was found back on the street. The money spent on her so far was a pittance to Charles. But it was time to have a chance. If uncollectible came to worst she 'd let him give his way and relocation on. lesson learned. She looked over at him. Serious, restrained, seldom smiling.

They arrived at his apartment building. Amy took note that he used a key and pressed the P trading floor at the top. They were quickly whisked to the top of the building. The elevator opened into a small pressure group with only one threshold available to them. Charles opened the door and allowed Amy and Penny to enter. Amy looked around at luxury she could only opine. To call it an flat was the understatement of the year. High ceilings, wide open windows looking out over exchange park, all light coloring material, shiny, new, modern.

'' Welcome to my home Amy. I hope you will be comfortable here. Let me designate you around. '' They walked into the living area, well-off piece of furniture, a immense TV on the bulwark, a bar, and room to entertain. The shiny modern kitchen, with all the appliances Carolus'chef needed to educate repast when requested. `` The kitchen is yours to use. I 'll coordinate with you if Henri has put aside anything for a special occasion. Otherwise feel free to name yourself anything. You will not be required to falsify for me. Keeping all of this spotless will be work enough. '' They walked past the dining room, hall bath, then stopped at a vauntingly sleeping accommodation. A Riley B King sizing bed and single dresser were the only furniture. `` This is, well to be frank, where I entertain adult female friend. They rarely stay over, so you can see to it this way in the morning time to see if the sheets need cleaning and anything need to be put away. They would go in that toilet table. ``

'' The whip and Sir Ernst Boris Chain '', Penny added. Amy 's eyes opened broad. A hand came to her face.

Carolus, `` Yes, or dildos, boat paddle, strap-ons, all manner of sex toys. Some daughter like to be spanked, so you may get a line watchword. No one is actually injured. But you may find some token that need to go back in the dressing table. Will that be a job ? ``

'' No, your personal living is to be no concern of mine. ``

'' commodity. oral presentation of which, the closed in way at the end is my personal bedroom. It 's to persist that way. ``

'' Yes sir. ``

'' Oh and please, not sir. It makes you sound like an old English Samuel Butler. Charles will do. ``

'' Yes, of course. ``

'' Good, now let 's go back through the support room. '' On the far English of the living elbow room was one more room. It was n't as large as the other rooms, but it was wide enough and had the same spectacular view as the life room. `` This is your room. You may decorate or format things to please yourself. I will never enter without your license. You have a private bath through that door. Is that agreeable ? ``

'' Yes. It 's so nice. And the vista. ``

'' Tonight you relax, make yourself at base. Tomorrow you can start by giving the place a light going over. Familiarize yourself with everything. You may work whatever hours you choose while I 'm away during the day. As long as the place is spotless, it 's no matter to me how long it takes. Is there anything else you need ? ``

Amy put her head down. `` You 've been so sort, but I was wondering. And you could learn it from my salary to retort, but ... ''

'' Say it, do n't be shy. As you see my best people are straightforward. '' He nodded towards Penny.

'' well, I would wish to get a laptop computer or information processing system of some kind. I would spend my free sentence taking college courses. I still have some dreams and thing I must do. ``

'' Of course ! cent, bank bill that. We 'll get you set up in no time. Perhaps a desk in here to work at ? '' Charles almost seemed to smile. His own perceptions and any confirmation that they were correct delight him. `` I knew there was something to you, yes I always support a person bettering themselves. The wireless local area network here is excellent. But do n't spend all day every day inside. Now you can walk the city with confidence. store, sojourn museums, take in the sites. I 'll give you a key. seminal fluid and go as you please. ``

Amy looked embarrassed. In a day her life had changed. But would Charles understand her bounteous ambition ? That could wait.

Charles proposed a toast to his New employee. Amy sipped at a vintage she could have never tasted before. `` Drink up Amy. A little wine-colored in moderation is no problem. As long as you 're not emptying my nursing bottle during the day. ``

Amy smiled. `` No I do n't drink much. It was a dissipation of money. And my founder drank a lot. '' Her smile vanished.

Amy went into her way to put away her few clothes. Charles VII talked to Penny on her way out.

'' Do you see anything here that vexation you ? ``

'' early than that a cute young lady will be living in your apartment ? It will be a temptation. Sure today she 's still that bedraggled charwoman you found in the street. But I was with her clothes shopping. She 's ... .got electric potential. Do n't get ideas. Aside from that, no, I think she 'll forge hard. I think she wants to please you and if one of her beginning thoughts is teaching that 's a good sign. Let her suspire Charles. This is a lot, suddenly. With your permit, I would like to mentor her. Meet with her every two week or so, help her make skilful conclusion. ``

'' just idea Penny. Very good. I 'm happy that you 're on board. Now I have a lean of items here. Please contact lens St. James the Apostle tomorrow and have him do some research. '' James Robert James Fischer was Charlemagne'attorney. He also did any digging Charles IX needed. Whether dirt on competitors or selective information required for the business.

'' Certainly. '' Penny left and Charles was alone with Amy. Not exactly with her, but in the same home. He went down to his suite to shower and then sleep. Amy sat on her new bed, in new pajama, staring out at the park. She lay back and had her secure night 's eternal rest in ages.

The piece of work was not hard at all. Sure there was a lot of furniture and kitchen appliances that showed every fingerprint, but Amy found that she could get through the whole place in a duet of time of day. Two sidereal day after she moved in a tech mortal from Charles I'office showed up and set up her new laptop computer. They 'd also get off over a desk and a printer. She spent the good afternoon getting reacquainted with the worldly concern. There was a lot more out there than what she 'd gleaned from discarded newspapers. Penny called to set-up a coming together and to propose what she had discussed with Jacques Alexandre Cesar Charles. Amy was more than well-chosen to have got a successful woman to lead her. She 'd seek her advice on where best to lead online courses.

Charles II was in his government agency when James arrived with some selective information. He scanned the document. Amy Henderson, honors student, cheerleader, college dropout, never married, one child, removed by DSS, then nothing. He looked up at James I,

'' Anything else ? ``

'' Not yet Charlemagne. I 'm working on it. These phonograph record are not as public. But I 'll see them. ``

'' goodness. ``

Jesse James left and Charles was satisfied for the moment. Now he needed other satisfaction. He called Nathaniel Bailey. Amy was cleaning up after dinner when the buzzer alerted them to a visitor. Charles VII looked at Amy.

'' Please finish up here, then stay in your way or go out. I have, company. ``

'' Yes, Charles IX. ``

Charles opened the door to Nathan Bailey. She was dressed in a more set aside shirt and jeans. It seemed Charles was looking for a more slacken evening. She looked over his shoulder and saw the Edward Young cleaning lady, dressed not all that differently to her.

'' Who 's that ? You did n't mention having anyone else. I could stimulate brought Kenzie. ``

'' That 's Amy. She 's my new housekeeper. She will not be joining us. '' Amy made her way back to her room.

'' Nice ass. You doing her too ? Am I not enough for you ? Are you getting tired of me Chad ? '' Already she was getting that pouty look.

'' No Nathan Bailey, Amy works for me, but zip like that. contain being so needy. ``

Amy had her doorway closed, but she could n't help but hear them. Apparently Bailey could n't wait to get down the foyer to indicate her inscription to Charles River. Certain thing came through the door.

'' Then let me take in your big cock Chad. That 's it, mmm your big fat cock, all mine. ``

Jacques Alexandre Cesar Charles knew what this was about. Nathaniel Bailey needed Amy to take heed. To know that she was Charles'girl. To set limits.

'' hand me your cum Chad, down my pharynx. Ooh, so big, ''

Amy tried blocking it out. She went into her bathroom to deepen. When she 'd removed her wearing apparel she looked at herself in the mirror. The young lady had said she had a nice ass. She turned, maybe. She certainly did n't give the big titmouse Charles'girl was showing off with her plastered shirt. Amy 's had plumped up a bit during pregnancy, but a couple years of limited diet had her back to her original sizing. She looked at them, smallish, upturned, dark nipples. She was still mostly skin and pearl, but she 'd be capable to fill out a niggling with a expert diet. There was so much solid food for her to choose from. And full goodly dinners cooked by an expert. From the other elbow room came new strait, Amy knew what was going on. She returned to her sleeping room, laid across her bed, naked. She could hear the sounds of sex through the door.

'' Oh fuck Chad, oh fucking, yes. apply me that cock, so big, have a go at it me intemperately. ``

And groans, and grunt and more cursing. Amy felt a wetness between her legs. She had n't had meter, or desire to guess about sex while on the streets. She 'd spent to a greater extent metre avoiding feeler. Now she could get wind Prince Charles and his girl Nathan Bailey fucking in the living way. Bailey making for certain she let Amy know she was receiving what she wanted and was entitled to. Charles the Great was hers and Amy better get no approximation. Amy placed her hired man on her cumulation, found her clit, rub her fingers along her pussy spreading her wetness, her hips raising to meet her hand. She circled her clit, reminding herself of long lost feelings, letting go groan of her own.

Chad did give Bailey what was hers, his 7 inches, and nothing more. He grunted as he plowed her pussy. Let her moan and carry on. He 'd make full her soon enough. Let her finish her show.

Amy circled, slid her fingerbreadth down, found her wet opening. She teased herself, cried out as she was reminded of past pleasures.

Bailey heard Amy as Chad slammed into her. The cunt was getting off listening to them. `` nookie me Lake Chad. HARD. FUCK me. ``

Amy felt it building inside. Now she pressed her deal onto her clit rubbing directly on it. Faster, feeling a wave coming, she arched her back, her toes curled, then it hit her. For the low gear clock time in twelvemonth, ohh so good. `` OOOOOOOOOOOhhhhhhhhhh '' Then she relaxed, breathing deeply. She fell asleep. Satisfied.

Charles was finally there. He released his cum into Bailey. When he 'd done he pulled out. `` Let 's go into the bedroom. '' Bailey stood up. Before she covered herself she let some of their unite fluids drip on the story. Let the little gripe have something to scavenge. In the bedroom, Nathan Bailey fucked and sucked Chad until he was done. She made sure the bed sheets would want a good cleaning.

The next morning Amy waited until Charles the Great left for work. She thought it might be awkward to see him, or to start cleaning up after his sex while he was there. start she got down and cleaned the base of what she supposed was his seed. The young woman had mentioned his 'big shaft'multiple clip. Why was she thinking about this ? Amy HAD still had a bit of a tingle between her stage this dawn. She resisted pleasuring herself as Charlemagne would likely hear her. Maybe this afternoon after cleaning she 'd treat herself. That changed when she got to the fun elbow room. As expected the sheets needed to be changed. Out of curiosity she looked in the boxershorts. There were all manner of sex toys, some of which she could only imagine their United States. However, one physical object she knew how to use. A large black dildo, flexible, thick and foresightful. Amy thought for only a moment before lying back on the bed, spreading her legs wide and beginning to rub the tip of the rubbery cock over her snatch. She was soon wet and able-bodied to insert the tip. Oh shit, it had been so long. cover in high school she had fucked a few guys, some were secure, some not so estimable. She 'd never had one this sizing and she wondered how last it was to Charles''huge cock'. The thought of a real shaft so big, throbbing between her legs caused Amy to go more wet, to allow the dildo to stretch her and go further than her fingers reached. She found a honorable depth and began fucking herself with the dildo while circling her clit with her fingerbreadth. She was soon moaning in pleasure and glad she had the planetary house to herself. When she was almost there she pushed the dildo in further and vigorously rub her clit setting off a powerful sexual climax that sent a jar to her snatch. Amy came down and slack up a bit before cleaning up after herself. By the time Charles the Great came home the apartment looked good as new.

Charles I looked around. Satisfied, he paused a moment, then, `` excuse for last night. Pearl Mae Bailey seemed to feel the indigence to announce herself. We 'll try to keep our action down the hall. ``

'' That 's ok. It 's your home, you may entertain however you want. No offense taken. ``

He gave a taut lipped smiling. `` You 're no Mrs. Bernard Arthur Owen Williams. '' Amy bowed her head at his little joke.

Amy soon took time in the afternoon to meet with Penny at a coffee shop down near the office. Penny turned over an gasbag and another declamatory folder.

'' Your first pay nub. In the brochure you will find information on your new bank account, a debit entry board and some strain to sign. We took the liberty of depositing your pay to open the accounting. Your future defrayal will be unmediated deposited every other week. ``

Amy opened the envelope. She looked at the pay stub. Then at centime. `` Surely there has been a misunderstanding. I 'm a housekeeper who already gets room and board. This is far too a great deal. ``

'' Honestly. Yes it is. But Charles IX is absurdly wealthy, has no family and pays well for work well done. I make far more than than a personal helper normally would. It 's his way. advantage him by bettering yourself. Someday maybe I 'll tell you more about him. Thomas More than what you can come up on the internet ? ``

Amy blushed. Yes, of course she had looked up C. Charles Fenwick.

'' You 're no chump. Of line you researched. I 'd anticipate nothing less. Come back to the office with me. We 'll go over the papers, let you sign on some bank documents and crap sure as shooting you can use the coin bank app. Oh, you do n't bear a phone do you ? ``

'' No. ``

'' OK, we 'll postulate care of that. Charles may need to contact you when he 's not home to pick up something for him at a fund. Or some former errand. I 'm forever getting calls. ``

'' Oh, you may take to register me how the newer telephone set work. ``

'' Sure, we 'll add that to our things to do. Also, have you given more sentiment to school ? You can open to signup now. ``

They went back to the situation and worked on several things. Amy was well-chosen to be getting her animation in society. She 'd be capable to relieve money too.

The following weekend was the 15th. Bailey showed up with her bags, far more than she 'd take for three nights, given that she 'd be naked half the time. On his boat at the lake house Carolus allowed sun washup, even nude in reclusive spots, during the days, but expected everyone to cut back appropriately for dinner party and evening events. They would go out onto the lake in the morning and not return to the house until late evening. There was room for people to direct a nap, or early activities, then change for semi-formal dinner. Being there as Chadic language 's girl made Nathaniel Bailey glow. Watching the thin Brigham Young adult female prancing around his apartment in t-shirt and shorts `` cleaning '' did not prepare her happy. She knew Chad must be fucking her.

When they 'd left, Amy was relieved. The latent hostility in the room with Bailey was obvious. The girl hated her. Was overjealous of her. Though Amy was a few yr younger, Nathaniel Bailey seemed much more than immature. Having affair handed to you can do that. But what about her ? She was being handed thing every day. Amy tried putting it out of her mind. She basically had a destitute weekend. A spectacular NY penthouse apartment to herself and money in the bank. Instead she was soon back on the internet. Searching.

Charles River did like getting away for a few days. He worked a lot, but unlike some he did bask a little leisure time. Bailey was a fine companion. She liked dressing up, but she also did n't bear in mind being nude in front of multitude. So daytime she could be found at the bow of the gravy holder sunning herself, unconcerned about the prying eye of early guests. Carolus usually invited a couple of business associates most of them a bit aged who managed to establish up with person decidedly younger who was NOT their married woman. His only if convention was, no one illegal. He was n't getting himself caught in that kind of scandal. If person got caught by his wife with a 20 something amber power shovel, well that was n't his trouble. At the moment the three young ladies were splashing in the water, their tight Thomas Young consistence on display. The men enjoyed the view, a good scotch and a skilful cigar.

Bailey dressed for dinner in a slinky little black dress that would be so easy to sneak off later. There was plenty of her big dope on exhibit. She had challenger as everyone seemed to savour a well endowed comrade. Pearl Bailey looked them over. At least hers were real. Henri had prepared a delicious meal, his assistant serving to the Guest with the allow wine from Charles'personal cellar. After dinner and lounging under the stars the boat returned to dock. To call this a lake planetary house was absurd. While it kept the woodwind and countryfied legerdemain, it was all lavishness. Wine flowed into the night before the guests began making their way to their own suites. When Charles and Bailey got to their way she made to skid her apparel off.

'' Leave it on. You look hot, '' He pulled her to him. Kissed her on the neck opening, then on the exposed swell of her breasts, his hands clutching at her ass through the wearing apparel. Sliding his hands down, then up underneath he pulled down her tiny flip-flop and waited for her to ill-treat out of it. Lifting her he carried Bailey to the bed and set her down on the bound. Charles unfastened his bloomers and resign his throbbing dick. With his pants pooled around his metrical unit he leaned into bailey and impaled her with his firm prick. While feeding it into her over and over his work force roamed the silken stuff of her frock, feeling her young body rocking and undulating under him. He squeezed her enceinte titmouse and pinched her nipples, rocking the bed as he pushed his hammer deep. Bailey reacted, humping her hips up to encourage him, to let him to touch her cryptical parts.

'' Oh fuck Chad. ass me, make full my bitch. I 'm your ass sporting lady. shag me. Use my cunt. OH, OH. YES. You 're the best. I 'm your kick working girl. I live for your prick. I need your cum. fill my slit. ``

filling her he did. He 'd built up a adept bit watching the missy all day, then teasing him in this dress all Nox. She locked her branch around him as he deposited a large warhead in the far reaches of her vagina. Her twat as she was calling it. Dirty public lecture was expert. She WAS a dear roll in the hay. And tonight a dainty for her. She could sleep with him. He expected she 'd suck his hard cock in the morning. It was Worth it. Now he let her remove the dress, then clean up. Then she could get that sexy trunk up against him for the night.

Knowing they would be habitation Tuesday Amy spent all day Monday going over everything twice. When she 'd finished, she happened to observe the conclude door at the end of the hall. Surely that room needed cleaning too. But he said it was private. Amy walked to the door. If it 's locked then she 'd go back inside. She turned the door thickening. It opened. OK, she 'd admit a facial expression. If there was anything valuable sitting around she 'd close the threshold and leave. There was zippo obvious. A Billie Jean King size bed. Standard furniture. Maybe even a footling old-fashioned compared to the repose of the apartment. rum about the sparseness of the room Amy carefully walked around the furniture. She dared not give anything and even now felt she was betraying a trustfulness. Then she noticed the simply item in the room. A photo on the nightstand. curiosity got the in force of her and she picked it up. When she looked at it, she staggered back, hit her ramification on the bed and dropped the frame. The deoxyephedrine shattered sending shards across the wood floor.

'' oh fuck oh screwing oh fuck. '' Trembling she picked up the material body. It was a photo of a new woman and she supposed, her son. But it was when she had looked at the woman that Amy became woozy. The young woman had the deepest dispirited eyes. The face was unlike, but it was like staring into her own middle in a mirror. She managed to place the frame back on the nightstand. Then spent the next hour ensuring that she 'd found and cleaned up every single speck of glass. But what had she done ? Would he force out her ? Kick her back out onto the street ? She did n't jazz what to do. So she called Penny to explain what had happened. Penny suggested they meet immediately. That evening.

'' Amy, I ca n't try how serious this is. Charles expects and demands that people follow educational activity. Right or wrong he feels that he knows what 's intimately for him and his business. Someone going off course threatens him. I ca n't honestly say that this wo n't be priming for dismission. It 's that serious. You 've betrayed his trustfulness. There 's no greater sin when it comes to Carolus. ``

Amy sobbed. Her middle were already red from doing the same at the apartment.

'' Do n't imagine bout and compassion will locomote him. He 's got no clip for people playing games. What I suggest is that you immediately confess. hold your wrong doing, and place yourself at his mercy. But kickoff, let me say you a few things. ``

cent explained about Charles'sooner living. His wife Beth and son Charlie from the photo. Charles Stuart was a different man then. Sure he was successful, but he was a devoted Father of the Church and husband. He always made fourth dimension for his folk. He had everything. Until the accident. Beth was driving up near their abode in Westchester. They were hit by a truck on a dim curve. He was beyond devastated and only survived by diving 24/7 into his business. He had no time for anyone else. It 's been ten years. `` I started with the company seven long time ago. What you see now is ten years of chipping at the punishing shell that had formed on him. You notice that there are no photos around the former rooms. None in his power. Just that one by his bed. ``

Around twelve noon on Tues the door to the apartment opened. Charles and bailey came in. Amy was sitting on the sofa her oculus red again, crushing a napkin in her hand.

'' What 's the matter Amy ? '' All in a kick Amy explained about cleaning and checking his way and seeing the photo and dropping it and she was so blue and never again.

'' stay. '' Charles I was visibly tempestuous. He paced. He clenched his fists.

'' I guess you 're outta here bitch '', Bailey smirked and reveled in her victory.

'' Pearl Bailey shut the screw up. Why do n't you just get the fuck out. ``

'' What did I do ? I never went in there. The stupid HOUSEKEEPER ca n't keep an eye on rules. ``

'' GET THE FUCK OUT. And do n't squall me. '' Now Bailey started crying. She picked up her pocketbook and left. Slamming the door behind her.

'' Fucking cunt. '' Amy had n't heard Carolus like this. She was n't indisputable which of them was the 'fucking pussy'. He was angry. Would he hit her ? He paced, flexing his fingers. Pounding a fist into his leg. He grabbed a chair and placed it right in front of Amy.

'' Look at me. '' She looked. Then shifted her eyeball away. Her lips trembled.

'' Do n't hit me please. I 'll leave if you want. I meant no scathe but I betrayed you. ``

'' Look me in the eye. '' She did. With every exertion she held his gaze.

'' I 'm no-account. '' He looked, and looked. Then she saw a rip in his eye.

'' I imagine now you know why I helped you ? '' She shook her oral sex up and down. `` You have her optic. I 've never seen those optic before or since. When you look at me it 's like she 's here again for a moment. I 'll get a new frame of reference. You may add cleaning my bedchamber to your chores. He held her head between his custody. And.. ''

'' And ? ``

'' This is a goosey man talking. No debt instrument. Never ever is the appropriate answer. You owe me nothing because you 've already given me so much. But IF, you ever want to join me in there, I will precede every former fair sex. Absolutely No duty. And I say that before I show you this. ``

Charles II got up and went to his briefcase. He 'd received information he 'd printed out at the lake house. He returned to his seat.

'' James has been doing research. I suppose it was the Same you 've been attempting. But he has, uh, more than assets to use. We 've found your son. He 's in a foster nursing home on Long Island. I 've had my people contact mixer services. It could take metre. They need to break your situation, but I can land certain pressure to the case. ``

Amy sat back. freshly tears welled in her eyes. Her son ? Her Benji ? `` Really ? ``

'' gum benzoin Henderson aka Benjamin Rotello, commonly goes by Benji. Age 6 ? ``

'' Yes. Yes. His father is Rotello. A useless bastard. Drink, drugs. Liar. But yes, Benji 's father. ``

My people have done some research. He seems to be with a competent family. Well treat. But you are now gainfully employed by one of the more successful men in this urban center. centime and I can vouch for your change in spatial relation. We have Doctor reports to show you 're not an addict. Almost certain your son will be returned to you.

'' Oh my god. '' Without thinking Amy hugged Charles. Harder than she 'd ever hugged a person. He was caught off sentry go, hesitated, then wrapped his branch around her. She felt wonderful. But he needed to stop.

'' OK, ok. We still have work to do in this regard. As I said, it could take awhile. ``

'' Yes. Ok. Um. Why this, after I messed up ? I thought you would be fierce. ``

'' I was. For a moment. But you meant no damage. But really, you do demand to get wind the difference between suggestions and parliamentary procedure. I 'll have penny discuss this with you. ``

'' Understood. Now may I go to my room ? I have so very much to recall about. ``

'' Yes, the space looks immaculate. You are very right at your job. ``

Amy had her regular Midweek afternoon meeting with Penny. She enjoyed dressing in a business appropriate outfit and coming together at the authority. They worked on cleaning up any holes in Amy 's story, looking for anything that could come up when the went before a judge. But she had no record. Had been successful in school when she had a chance. Had now enrolled in online course towards a degree. She was the complete example of a good person who had had everything turn against her for awhile.

'' adjacent workweek we meet with DSS and sometime after that we go before a judge. ``

'' volition Charles be there with me ? ``

'' No, we 've agreed that it would be break to have a woman, me, accompany you. We want to avoid even the appearance that you 're a hold back woman, to use an old expression. ``

'' Oh, but I do n't ... ''

'' Yes I know. But they do n't. '' Amy shook her head. centime continued, `` So you got through your ordeal with Charles ? ``

'' He was very understanding. variety even. So strange that a chance happenstance should earn such a difference. ``

'' He 's fond of you. And woman to woman, maybe a little more. And I 've seen photos of his wife. He keeps some in his desk and insists that his close-fitting associates see them to understand him. You do n't really attend like her, but he sees something. ``

'' It 's the eyes. When I looked at the photo I was shocked. Like looking into a mirror. '' Penny looked at Amy.

'' I suppose so. Maybe it was the photo. ``

'' No, when he looked at me. kickoff on the street, then yesterday. Yesterday, when he should have been tempestuous. He melted just a bit. ``

'' Be deliberate. Know what you want. If he falls for you completely, who knows what that means ? ``

The DSS merging was strenuous. Although she was well dressed and make clean, to sit there and listen to your life being laid out. All your dirty laundry. Your failure as a female parent to offer. Your failure to mate with a utile man. Your failure to follow basic sexual precaution. Her congresswoman, an attorney assigned by Charles pointed out that her hell were simply the misapprehension of a seventeen year old girl, who then did n't let the support system of rules to help her. Rather than abandoning her child she had tried, and admittedly failed, to provide. Now a fortunate chain of case has put her in position to be the loving female parent she 's always wanted to be. The police officer asked what assurance there was that after having her child returned Amy would n't feel herself without employment and again on the street.

centime spoke up. `` If I may. We are ready to offer Amy Henderson a five year declaration to guarantee continued employment. Furthermore, on completion of her college degree there is a standing offer for employment at our incorporated part. Even if she were to bequeath for some reason she would be able to support her son. ``

'' Very generous. If I may get personal. Is there some other arrangement in this mess ? ``

Amy began to reply and was prepared to show how offended she was when penny put a deal on her arm and again took over.

'' I understand your question. Let me province, on my good gens, that even when living on the street, being offered $ 50 for a meal, she stated in no uncertain price that she would not trade herself. There is no British pound sterling pro quo. C. Charles the Bald Fenwick makes these offers with no expectation of any favors, sexual or otherwise. Amy Henderson is disengage to let her affectionateness to decide what she does with her future. ``

Amy opened her sass and looked at Penny. Then covered her blushing face.

The DSS officers retired to another room to hash out the compositor's case. When they returned they informed Amy that they were live up to and would advocate return of asa dulcis Henderson to his mother. Amy broke down in bout and expressed her gratitude. There were still more pace, but centime had told Amy that this was actually very much a short-circuit cut. No doubt from Carolus'influence.

Over the adjacent few workweek Amy fretted, concerned that something could go damage. But former matter had changed. She noticed, without anything being said, that Charles had n't had any charwoman over. Apparently Bailey was in his past. She lay in her bed. Wondering. Wondering if she was making a fool of herself. Wondering if she had the necessary experience. Wondering what it would be like. She assured herself that she was n't selling herself. She was n't giving her body to get her son back. She was n't reneging on ego promises to retrieve her self esteem. But she 'd been prosperous. A twist of fortune and in a virtual New York minute her fortunes had changed. She got up from her bed wearing just a illumination gown. Hesitantly she walked down the hall, paused and with a deep breath knocked lightly.

'' Yes ? ``

'' May I come in ? ``

'' Yes, come in in. '' Amy opened the door. Charles was reclining in his bed recital. He put the Quran aside. `` What is it ? ``

'' Charles.. '', she looked down. The import of truth, `` will you deliver me ? '' Prince Charles smiled. Not a smile of victory, but of happiness.

He pulled the sheet aside still hiding his consistency. `` Yes, Amy. If you 'll throw me. ``

'' And no other fair sex ? ``

'' We 'll commute the other room into a play way. secret plan, a pool table, whatever Benji likes. ``

'' And Benji ? ``

'' He 'll have your current room. And the finest education. All the opportunity that were taken from you. ``

'' And all I have to do is.. ''

'' Love me. I have n't been loved in ten days. You 've cracked the shell. unloose me. '' Amy slid the straps off of her shoulder. She let the robe eluding from her. She stood nude painting in front of a man for the commencement time in year. In many ways the first existent man. Charlemagne looked at Amy. Still mostly shin and bones. She 'd added a few pounds but needed more to befit her skeletal frame. He 'd had enough of the buxom girls in it for the fun and money. He could have nearly any type girl her precious. But he wanted to be with the skinny Young woman who had endured so lots. The one with the cryptical blue eyes that melted his hard exterior.

Amy walked to the bed. She slid in alongside Charles. He held her, she moved against him. She tentatively touched his breast, put her promontory against his articulatio humeri. She was n't quite for certain what to do next. What did he anticipate ?

'' You 're the start woman to ploughshare this bed with me. We can just sleep tonight if that works for you. ``

'' I 'd like that Charles. ``

'' You can prognosticate me Chad now. '' Amy propped herself on her cubitus and looked at him. Graying at the temple, worry demarcation, that two daylight needing a shave look.

'' I like Charles better, if that 's ok. ''

'' It 's perfect. Only my very best friends know enough to cry me Charles. ``

'' Am I one of your best friends ? ``

'' The best. '' Amy kissed him on the mouth. More than a good deal, but not exactly passionate. She appreciated the offer to actually kip together first.

'' Charles ? ``

'' Yes ? ``

'' Thank you. '' She put her leg over his, her arm across his chest, her head alongside his, resting on his shoulder. They slept.

The next good morning she woke and took a moment to think back. She had slept, just slept, with Prince Charles. There was still time. She had a few more transactions to conceive. He was asking her to contribution his life. And such a life. And she could establish that all to Benji. Charles VII wanted beloved. Now that the doorway had opened it seemed he needed love more than the dateless sex he 'd been having. Could she love him ? She thought so. He was kind to her. But was she and her son a cheap replacement for his folk ? They could never replace his wife and son. He 'd always look in her oculus and see mortal else. It could be worse. And she would be able-bodied to make it up to Benji for his first 6 years. She let her hand slide down across his belly, through the curly pilus, then she found his penis. The `` immense turncock '' Nathan Bailey had bragged about. It was already gruelling. She felt it 's length. It was big. It had been so long for her. He stirred. Opened his eyes.

'' Oh, Amy. aaaah. Amy ? ``

'' Charles, make honey to me delight ? ``

'' Are you sure ? Absolutely ? You do n't have to. I 'd take in you as a friend.

'' Ssh. I 'd like your most loving, caring, thrifty, slow exploit. It 's been for a while. I 'm not on birth control. ``

'' I 've had myself taken care of in that way. I wo n't have any more than children. ``

'' Then please. '' Charles encouraged Amy to straddle him. He rubbed the headland against her adding his pre-cum to her wetness then positioned it at her opening.

'' simplicity your way back. Go easy. You 'll stretch. '' Amy sat back. A hanker slow quiet, `` ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo '' Then 'mmmmmmmmmmm'as Charles'member began to err into her. Going slowly, carefully she worked him up inside her, stopping to get used to him. Charles could find her, so close, stretch to accommodate his girth. red cent she was tight. But he allowed her to decide how much and how soon. All he wanted to do was bet into her heart. This was n't like making love to Beth. Nothing ever would. But the pleasant memory flooded him. Rather than making him sad, or regretful, he appreciated what this woman was giving him. If Amy could make love him, he would chip in her everything. Not her torso, which was OK enough, but her heart. And coincidentally she was bringing along a vernal son. He would lavish experiences and anything kids want these day on her boy. He could n't, did n't desire to be his Dad. But he 'd be his best friend and support Amy raising him.

'' Ooooo, Charles, I think that 's it. '' He looked down. Not bad, well-nigh of the way in.

'' OK, now rock easy on me. Do whatever find good to you. Just look at me. '' Amy put her workforce on his chest of drawers, rolling her rosehip let Charles I slide in and out of her. He felt so big. But then anyone might. Amy locked eyes with Charles Stuart and slowly rode him. She felt so full phase of the moon. She felt desire. tears welled in his eyes. He pulled Amy down to him, held her nous against his chest. By the prison term his balls tightened and he released himself into her he had tears on his cheeks. She looked at him, she 'd feel his phallus thicken and throb as he ejaculated. Amy kissed the rip from his boldness. Then joined him in their first passionate kiss. They 'd shared a special moment. There was a connection. This could work.

Amy moved into Charles'room. They spent free time redesigning the other two suite. Amy insisted that they re-frame his family pic and keep back it on his nightstand. They made love frequently. And when finally the judge had decided in her favor they awaited the day when Benji would be brought to her.

They arrived at the DSS business office promptly at 9. Amy paced nervously. Charles stayed in the background knowledge as Penny assured her everything would be alright. The font officer asked them to come into the room. There was a category waiting. A middle ripened couple, a Brigham Young man, two children. One of them a 6 year old boy.

Amy looked across the room. `` Benji ? It 's mommy. I 've come back for you. '' The woman set down.

'' I told you Benji. Your mother would do back. You can go to her. '' The boy tentatively crossed the room. Amy held out her arms. He looked at her, big eyes questioning.

'' mum ? Really ? You look unlike. '' He walked into her embrace. She lifted him and smothered him with motherly kisses.

'' Mr. and Mrs. Sanders, he looks wonderful. Thank you for taking such serious care of him. ``

'' No worries. He 's a delightful boy. Bless you both. ``

'' mummy, do we bear a home plate now ? ``

'' Yes Benji. A big shoes, your own elbow room. Anything you want. ``

As the families were filing out Charles managed to determine himself alongside the Sanders. `` If there 's anything we can do for you. Anything. '' Mr. drum sander looked at him.

'' I know who you are. Just submit precaution of them. ``

Mrs smoother interjected, `` Well maybe one thing. ``

'' Carol, no. ``

'' He said.. ''

'' Mr. smoother, I meant what I said. Seeing those two together gives me inestimable pleasure. It 's a long story, but your kindness has been felt. ``

Carol Sanders decided to go ahead. `` My sure-enough, Phleum pratense, he 's over there. He 's our only raw shaver, we 've fostered several others over the years ; he 's graduated from college. And, well, the economy and all, he ca n't find a job. Anything would avail establish a survey. '' Jacques Alexandre Cesar Charles pointed at Penny.

'' Penny contain down the young man 's info. Tell him where to cover to HR on Monday. We have a new employee. ``

'' Of path Charles. '' She looked at Mrs. electric sander. `` You 've just met the new C. Charles Fenwick. Or maybe the old one. '' penny looked over to where Amy was bouncing her son on her hip, Charles ruffling the boy 's hair. Smiling.

C. Charles Fenwick was really smiling .