The Chauffeur………the consultation

BY : PABLO DIABLO

right of first publication 2018

CHAPTER 1

I never thought that at 40 I would be divorced. I have a big son, that I don't get much meter to see. I have the usual bills like mortgage, car defrayal, and now, small fry support. Somehow, it just doesn't seem funfair that the impeccant company in a divorce gets raked over the coal by family court.

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

To keep on up my bills, I was forced to look for a character time job. I work 40-50 60 minutes a week as a eating house managing director. Yet, that money was no longer enough to keep my fiscal head above water.

I called several friends inquiring if they knew any part meter line that I could take on. Everyone said the same thing to me that ‘ times were tough ’.

I went online looking for division meter work and ran across an ad for drivers needed. I waited until Monday to holler the number listed inquiring about the position. To my surprise, a delicious madam answered the earpiece with a slight southern drawl to her articulation.

"Thank you for calling Happy, Happee Limo. This is Tina oral presentation. Do you need a limo for pickup or aerodrome avail ?"Her spokesperson just seemed to ‘ grin'over the phone.

I hesitated for a moment before answering,"Neither, I'm calling about a position that I saw your company post online for a driver."

"Oh, that's handled by Sasha. Please hold while I connect you."Tina replied.

I waited for what seemed like an hour but, almost likely just 5 minutes or so. Finally, a cleaning lady with a deep eastern European accent answered. My point quickly thought of the old animated cartoon"Boris and Natasha"as Sasha's voice sounded just like Natasha.

"Um, hi there, my public figure is Jacques Louis David and I'm calling about the driver office that you have advertised online.

Sasha's reply was that the position was to drop off off and blame up people as directed by the dispatcher. In the decelerate times, the device driver is to either patrol the airport arrival area or wait outside one of the half dozen top end resort hotels that they have contract bridge. The side revolves carrying their clientele to whatever terminus they requested for a flat fee.

In my chief, it sounded like a right job. I asked what the working hours that would be required of me. Sasha told me that I needed to meet with her at the limo post Tues about 8 pm. She also went on to tell me that I needed to wear my best dress suit, so she could make sure that I would be dressed set aside if they were to offer me the position.

On Tuesday, I showed up at the address she gave me about 15 bit early. I parked my Toyota Corolla, got out, checked my suit, and sprayed a raft nebulizer in my mouth. The suit I wore has black slack and a black dress suit pelage. I wore my favorite Co blue long sleeved dress shirt with a muted maroon tie with a matching maroon handkerchief. I made sure to refine my pitch-dark belt and contraband dress shoes just to impress.

I was nervous to say the least. I had not been on a job audience in various years. My heart was pounding as I looked at the tall office edifice. I rang the doorbell on the front door and a rather with child bald-pated dark man answered. I introduced myself and he replied,"Oh you're the one here for the job. C'mon in. pick out the elevator to the 8th floor and you will see the signaling for the limousine ship's company. Good Luck."

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

A cute mid-20's slender black woman answered. She farseeing wooden leg, pocket-size but pert bosom, and a beautiful smile. I asked,"Sasha ? ”. She chuckled at me and said,"No, I'm Tina. You must be Jacques Louis David. cum on in and play along me but, please be quiet as our earpiece lady friend are talking to customers."

I did as I was told and followed her silently. While we were walking through the large conference arena, there seemed to be fate of college aged women on the phones. Since my center was pattering about a thousand miles a minute I really didn't pay attention to the headphone conversations.

Tina and I arrived at a beautiful set of double over doors. I noticed that they seemed to be out of place for an office. They had the appearance of something from a church or rook. Big thick heavy Grant Wood doors with what appeared to be an old iron knob complete with a skeleton key hole.

I smiled to myself thinking that this spot is becoming more worry by the minute.

Tina knocked and walked right through the doors. I followed and to my surprisal there was a very tall statuesque woman with waist length straight blonde hair. She was dressed in a black leather corset with tally dark underdrawers and thigh high leather boots. The air in the ‘ position'had the classifiable fragrance of cloves from some sort of incense burning in a corner of the room.

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

"outdoor stage by the doorway. You will be needed in a few minutes."Sasha replied in a leaden accent.

CHAPTER 2

I'm sure that my nerve was covered with bewilderment. I stood silently with my hands starting to perspire.

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

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

"Ok, Mr. David, beginning. Please set down your pants."Sasha directed.

"What ?"

"You get one to a greater extent opportunity Mr. David, drop cloth YOUR PANTS."Sasha demanded.

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

Sasha used her indicant finger to wave Tina to come over to her. Tina came over to her and stood silently.

"Tina, check off out Mr. David. I want to make certain he ‘ measures up ’."Sasha said with a mischievous grin.

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

She reached out her helping hand and caressed my now mostly vertical cock. In doing that, she turned her head and smiled a big smile back at Sasha. Then I felt indulgent delicate fingers inside of my shank set and a forceful tug putting my boxer on top of my pants around my ankles.

Now, I was completely naked from the waist to my articulatio talocruralis with my fully erect cock pointed up towards the ceiling. Still, I remained silent and still.

Tina grasped my hard humanness along the slam with one hand and ‘ weighted'my Lucille Ball with the early. I heard a low guttural moan barely noticeable.

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

Trying to realize my head enough to resolve a coherent sentence, I replied,"Sure, doesn't everyone ?"

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

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

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

My head was spinning ! Between Sasha's concern show and Tina's appreciation of my rigid peter, they really had my head in overdrive.

Tina bent-grass over at the waist and began to lick the head of my prick. She swirled her tongue around and around the duncical empurpled head. She lifted my cock and licked the underside of it beginning at the base. Her other hand kept gently squeezing and massaging my balls.

I was trying surd to remain still. Tina licked and sucked my cock like someone who obviously had done this, many times before. To my surprisal, a low moan escaped my mouth.

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

"Yes, absolutely !"

"Tina, would you revel Mr. St. David fucking you ?"

"Oh yes !"Tina squealed.

"trade good then, Mr. David, please bow my Tina over my desk. move out her shorts and please set about fucking her. We need to wee sure you can do the job."Sasha said with a big smile.

Tina stopped sucking my stopcock. She stood up straight and walked over to an empty 1/3 of her desk and hang over putting her head on the desk facing Sasha. As I started to follow her, I remembered my gasp and drawers were still around my articulatio talocruralis. I debated in my head for a moment, should I pull them back up or kick them off ? I chose pulling them back up but, only enough to be able to walk over to Tina. When I reached her, I again dropped my gasp and boxers.

"Mr. David, you are to fuck my Tina with no condom. You understand ?"Sasha asked.

My header did not even question why Sasha made that statement. I was on sexual overdrive at that mo. It has been several weeks since I had sex. I grabbed my rock-hard humanness and put it at the entree to her love golf hole. I began slowly pushing the straits in gently. I whispered in her ear,"Are you ok ? I'll go slow."

"Mister David, this is NOT making love. It is sex. If you can not seduce her orgasm in LE than ten minutes, then your interview is over. DO YOU UNDERSTAND MISTER DAVID"Sasha said with a loud practice session sergeant like tone.

"Yes Ma'am !"I answered not wanting this to end.

Never in my angry pipe dream had I ever even considered a ‘ job'consultation such as this.

I put both of my hands-on Tina's rose hip and force my cock into her. I used force but, not so much that I would wound her. She felt quick, wet and very tight.

Her pussy was grabbing my cock with some military group. I could palpate her muliebrity as I penetrated her until my pelvis osseous tissue reached her ass. I began thrusting in and out with aim. This ‘ consultation'was NOT going to end on a poor carrying out note.

Tina was moaning but, not with the strength that I was anticipating. I began to get upset thinking about the clock that I was under. I kept thrusting harder and harder into her. I felt something hitting the caput of my cock a duo of multiplication before I realized that it was her cervix.

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

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

I kept on fucking her bringing forth another climax. This one obviously had her head spinning and her gulping for air. I felt her charwoman juice spattering against my groin as I continued to know her.

"Mr. Jacques Louis David, you may stop now. Have you orgasmed yet ?"Sasha inquired.

"No Ma'am."

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

Once again, I answered,"Yes Ma'am ”.

I stood up with my pant and Boxer still around my mortise joint. I decided that they needed to amount off and thus giving my stopcock a moment to reset. I was worried that I would cum first and that would work me very thwarted. So, my plan was to fuck Sasha as hard and as fast as I could possibly physically care all the while thought process of things that had zip to do with sex.

I kicked off my skid, took off my socks, and stepped out of my trouser and boxers. I kicked them all over to the side away from the desk.

While I was doing that, Sasha ordered Tina to go neat herself and get back on the sound. Tina complied.

Sasha then got out of her Negroid shortstop. I noted that she was completely shaved and thought to myself that Tina was also shaved.

I could smell the yummy odor emanating from Sasha's bald puss. I asked Sasha to lie on her back in the Saami blank space on the desk that Tina was using just mo before.

Sasha complied but noted that even though my putz looked big enough, she may be more difficult to make orgasm.

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

I took each ankle of Sasha's and put it over my shoulders. I grabbed her hips and slid her toward me on the desk. My hammer was now punishing and set up to go again.

"Remember what I told you Mr Saint David !"Sasha reminded me.

I put my hard hammer up against her nooky kettle of fish. I didn't enter her slowly or with gradualness. I pushed my stallion 9 inch into her as fasting and as heavily as I could. Sasha's kitty was so very wet that it made sloshing sound with me going in on the beginning push.

I heard a tawdry grunt from my new fuck pardner. I was balls deep into her. I pulled almost all the way out and slammed back into her again and again. Harder and harder, I kept my pace as fast and as furious as I could.

In my head, I was trying to reckon of vacuous affair like getting my car's oil changed succeeding week, what groceries did I need to buy, and when is my following dental appointment.

smacking, smack, smacking was the strait my balls were making as they kept hitting Sasha's ass. Sasha was moaning loudly but I wasn't convinced she was close to cumming yet. Sweat was now starting to forge on my forehead and drip onto Sasha's taut belly.

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

After just a couple of instant of pussycat pounding and hard clit rubbing, her breather became stuttered and her moaning getting louder.

All at once, I felt my cock and balls get splashed with her wetness. She let out a howler in some easterly European language that I didn't understand. However, I assumed it was bane wrangle since that seems to be what many, if not about women, do when cumming that hard.

As she started to wind down after a few second, I just kept hammering away at her pussycat with my steel backbreaking putz.

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

Finally, I said to her,"Sasha, do I have the position ? Do you require me to hold back going ?"

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

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

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

"Sasha, I going to cum !"The present moment that last Logos left my mouth I felt my cock grow inside of her and my cock emptied inside of Sasha. The first couple of spasms shot my sperm into her belly since the nous of my cock was passing her cervix on each entranceway thrust.

As I started to cum mystifying inside of her, she splashed me once more. My cock and Lucille Ball were now actually dripping with her love succus. Her breathing became very erratic and her extraneous cursing began again.

As I began to run out of steam and my cock finished emptying into her, Sasha in an almost breathless voice,"Mister Jacques Louis David, Mister Jacques Louis David, please cease. PLEASE, PLEASE STOP ! ”.

I did not pay attention to one of the beautiful young lady at the door, leaving for a import to get 2 warm wet mitt towels and 2 dry paw towels to houseclean us up. Each woman at the door came over to us as we were uncoupling. One woman began wiping my now semi-erect dick with the warm wet towel. She made sure she cleaned my shaft, my egg, my entire genitalia surface area, as well as down the front and interior of my legs. Taking the dry towel next she first wiped the effort off my face, leaning into me and giving me a delicious candy kiss whispering in my ear,"No one has ever done that to her. I think you're hired."

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

Sasha finally began to speak,"Mister David, obviously you passed your interview. I will now offer you employment in our fellowship. How often pay would you need to make this your one and only job ? Clearly you have the necessary skills. So, I ask again. How much do you need to make this your solitary job ?"

I sat down on the chair to put my pugilist and pants back on. I tucked my now sweaty shirt into my pants before buckling my smash. I was trying to delay the reply, thinking about how much I currently made and how unforesightful I was every month since my divorce.

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

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

Sasha sat quietly behind her desk. She looked at me with an intensiveness but, I didn't think she was raging just in trench thought process.

"No ! Mr. David you will realise a minimum of $ 200,000 a year. After 30 twenty-four hour period, you will turn eligible to gather up tips and get our monthly bonus. Our company will take that you sign a 5 year contract. You will work when we need you to cultivate. Some hebdomad it may be only 35 to 40 time of day and some workweek it may be as much as 80 hours. Our deal will suffer the usual wearisome benefits such as, medical examination and dental consonant. However, there will be other peculiar benefits that we will discuss at another meter. Do we have a deal Mister Saint David ? ”.

I sat in my president in astonished silence. My head was screaming to take the deal, take the mint, issue THE mickle ! ! !

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

Sasha, now happy that I accepted her offer said,"You will start future Monday Mister David. Your title will be the Chauffeur. Mister David, my Tina will see you out. deliver a salutary Nox and please drive home carefully.

The end of contribution one : The Chauffeur……the interview

I hope you liked it and let me be intimate. I would revel your comments ( beneficial or bad ). Thanks ! ……PABLO