The Chauffeur ( # 26 ) Bob

By : PABLO DIABLO

copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

Although the flight was a little more than 4 hours, it didn't really feel that long as my judgment was a million miles away throughout the entire trip.

Jill sat next to me on one of the couches just caressing and rubbing my thigh. Dakota and Tina had their earbuds in, however, Dakota kept looking my way to keep an eye on me.

I kept replaying in my head the night that Jill and I met Bob and Melanie, during a routine cartridge at the private part of the drome. The like airdrome that our aeroplane now resided. I remembered the initial conversation, the offering to not charge for the ride, the car fortuity by their regular device driver that gave us the opportunity for the encounter. St. John the Apostle's generous tip, one to Jill, one to Denise, their usual number one wood, and one to me.

I remembered him offering me a job at the end of the limo ride, although that night Jill and I had a Town Car, not a limo. This made me guess about Denise. Is she still with Happee, Happy limousine ? If she isn't, where did she go ? My head was a hurricane of bewilderment.

As the Captain announced our line into the Hampton's small secret airdrome, Jill brought me back to the present.

I looked over at Dakota. To me, she seemed a bit heavier than ever before, but then again, she was eating for two. concluding night, seeing her have a second then a third crustal plate of food caught my attention. Now, here from a suddenly distance, she looked pregnant.

"favourite, we need to discuss with Tina the fling I made to Melanie,"I said.

"Tina, could you and Dakota come over here and sit with us please ?"Jill asked.

They both moved over to a couple of plane chairwoman in presence of us.

"Tina, David and I have offered your services as a personal supporter to Melanie Jaxson."Jill paused.

"What does that have in mind, you've offered my divine service as a personal assistant ?"Tina asked.

"It means, that if Melanie needs your help, with Bob passing on, we have suggested to her that we would be willing to let you quell with her for a short while,"Jill said trying to put a full spin on the issue.

"Kind of sounds like you're trying to get rid of me,"Tina said to us.

"Nothing could be further from the truth. You are a very important part of our household. We trust you to be your normal helpful ego should Melanie need you. Hell, she may not postulate you at all. I'm just saying that we trust you enough to serve Melanie, my boss'married woman who is now a widow. You are the most trustworthy person in our household, you should love that by now,"I explain to her, hopefully trying to avoid the ‘ crying'Tina.

She sat pensively for a couple hour as the bicycle of the plane touched runway surface.

As the plane taxied around to its parking place, I noticed a limousine waiting for us. I also looked at all the former aeroplane that were parked. Gulfstream, Learjet, Dassault Falcon, a small Boeing, and even an Airbus. Quite the parking lot of the rich and famous.

"OK, if you think that I would be able to help, then I'll do it if she needs me,"Tina said in a soft voice.

I smiled. Jill smiled. Dakota smiled. This went much sluttish than I anticipated.

The woodworking plane came to a closure. The co-pilot opened the hatching, extended the steps and began taking luggage down the steps.

The four of us got up and headed to the opening night of the plane to disembark. As we were walking the dance step down, Jill and my telephone lit up. Apparently, us leaving the party signified to most of the playgroup that the party was over. There were various text edition messages from both Amy and John giving us a step by step of who left after we did.

John Lackland's text eluded that the pool business firm girlfriend started the whole thing announcing they were heading over to their house and wished everyone well.

Amy's text a short fourth dimension later said that Fred called UBER and left about an time of day or 90 minutes after we left.

John had a follow-up text that said Dave, Marsha, and Sandra left a dyad of time of day after we left saying thank you for the invite and that they'll be in reach once we return.

John had a text after that saying that Dr. Ronda just said cheerio and that she'll capture up with you later.

Amy had another text to watch John telling us that Nadia, St. James the Apostle, and the new girl Sharon all shared a cab and just left.

Jill and I just rock our foreland and got into the limousine. The driver finished putting the baggage into the bole and off we headed to the residence of Melanie and Bob Jaxson.

I do faintly remember looking out the window at the passing mansion, however, my mind went back in time to when Bob and Melanie offered me the berth of COO and offered Jill the situation of Director of Financial Affairs.

That was also the time that our lovely Dakota came into our life story, who without her I would be in over my school principal running this company.

The driving force felt quick as we pulled into the court of the Jaxson mansion. I remember looking at other mansions the terminal clip and gossip being made about their house only being of ‘ average'size and not huge like some of the manse of logic gate, problem, or several others.

Before each of the ladies stepped out of the car, each one, in turn, kissed me. Tina's kiss was more of a peck on the rim, friendly but not passionate. Dakota's kiss was one of passion, her natural language finding its way into my mouth. Jill's candy kiss was just as passionate as Dakota's osculation but hers came with a squeeze on my cock.

We stepped out of the car, each of us taking our own baggage and walking to the breast threshold. A stout man opened the doorway gathering our name calling and announcing us to Melanie. He invited all of us inside. Tina mumbled something to herself. I could n't hear what she said but really was n't that interest in finding out.

Melanie came across the foyer to recognize us. Obviously, she had been crying. She hugged Dakota first telling her that she looked like she glowed, pregnancy was wearing well on her. She forced a smile and stiffly hugged her back.

After Dakota, she introduced herself to Tina and gave her a favorable hug. Tina also put on a forced smiling. Jill got a big hug and a kiss on the rim. Jill hugged Melanie back with equal enthusiasm. Then she got to me. She kissed me hard, snaking her knife into my sassing just a here and now after our mouth met. She pulled me in tight, pressing her body against me. Rubbing my partially rear humanness as she continued the kiss.

She took me by the hand dragging me towards a private way asking the ladies to make themselves easy and that she just wants to ‘ arrest up'with me privately. All three ladies rolled their eyes and proceeded to come the stout fellow into what appeared to be a man's study utter with dark leather article of furniture.

As Melanie dragged me into a private room, she couldn't stop from unbuckling my pants and dropping them to the flooring as she hiked up her wench to show me, she had no panty on. My stopcock was hard almost instantly seeing her panty-less ass.

She spun around bend over a leather couch saying,"Oh Jacques Louis David, it's been too long. No one's touched me in weeks. Bob was so nauseous, all I could think of when I played with myself was your hard cock having its way with all of me. Please nooky this old lady,"she pleaded with me.

I reached down between her branch and indeed she was emanating heat and wetness from her kitty. I stepped forward grasping the pedestal of my cock and slowly pushing the head inside of Melanie. She moaned as my cock went all the way into her wet womanhood. I felt her push back against me as I began to thrust into her. She went on the meander saying, `` Fuck me, Saint David, fuck this old lady, old ladies need fucking too, oh gawd David that feels so fucking near. You're going to crap me cuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmmm,"as her voice trailed off.

As I felt her womanhood splash my cock and balls, I pulled her back into me backbreaking, kissing her neck and nibbling on her ear.

"OH Saint David, I'M sledding TO CUM AGAIN,"she moans as I feel her now so wet that I feel several drip mould fall on my shins.

I keep thrusting into her feeling her wet relax pussy spasm on my manhood. As she rolls into coming number three, I remove my cock from her cunt and move it into her ass. When the bulb-shaped brain push button past her anal entrance, she lets out a small yip followed by yet another sexual climax.

"One more orgasm, then we got to go back to the gallon,"I whisper in her ear.

"OH, MY GAWD, DAVID, HOW DO YOU DO THIS TO ME ? I'M AN OLD LADY, THIS IS SOOOOOOOOOOOO GOOOOOOOOD, PLEASE living FUCKING ME,"she begs.

Even though she just peaked again, I took compassion on her and kept up my thrusting into her ass. After numerous thrusts, I felt that all too familiar twinge.

"Mel, I'm going to cum. Are you ready ?"

"OH, GAWD YES !"

As I hear that, I erupted into her ass filling the integral anal cavity. When I pulled my cock out of her a copious sum of money of my man seed leaked from her ass, running down the backside of her thighs.

After a twain of minutes, I put my pants back on. Melanie pulled her skirt back down and uses a nearby cloth to wipe the cum that was leaking down the ass of her. She reaches up under the skirt to give her pussy another wipe before we head out of the room.

She kisses me passionately whispering in my ear,"That's not enough buff. My husband may cause died, but my thirst for sex hasn't. Now let's go see this help you bring me to play with,"Melanie says snarkily.

"I didn't bring her for you to act with. I bought her to assist you in making transcription, phone telephone call, errand running, and stuff like that."I try to explicate to her.

"I have house staff to do all of that, David."She says quickly.

Melanie changes focussing saying,"You know we need to apprise the table of theater director and induce a command to the business residential district about Bob's loss and announce you as taking full ascendancy of the company,"

"Mel, may I offer something for you to consider ?"I ask.

"Sure,"she says.

"After the funeral, this house is going to feel like a prison house. You will be lonely, there will be no one to talk to, no one to care for, and no one to take care of you. Why don't you come out to the Commune for a while ? halt with us, playact with us, bulge out your life again with us,"I say smiling at her.

"I don't know. You probably don't have enough room for an old peeress like me,"she says obviously seeking a bit of sympathy.

"wellspring, think about it. I know you would enjoy the whole West seashore atmosphere. I have a very fighting sexual playgroup that would contract to you quite well. You would end up all wobbly-legged after my chemical group has their way with you. Now, let's go see the gals,"as I open the door.

"This way, surveil me,"Melanie directs.

CHAPTER 2

The stout man that announced us, now asks if we were thirsty as the chef was cooking and needed to have it away if all four of us were staying for dinner.

"What is the chef qualification ?"I ask.

"ME lobster with melted ail butter, scalloped Solanum tuberosum, and sautéed light-green edible bean. He is paring the lobster with a dry Chardonnay."The stout man tells me.

"Yes, all four of us are staying for dinner,"I answer.

"Godfrey, they all are staying until after Bob's funeral. Please seduce up two bedrooms for our node,"Melanie directs.

"Yes, Ma'am,"he says as he waddles away.

Melanie takes me into this great den looking way, rich in dark brown leather article of furniture. I see Jill looking at her cell speech sound handling text messages. Dakota and Tina have their earbuds in and are listening to music.

Dakota spots us first and gets up to recognise us.

Jill asks,"All caught up, are you ?"She says smiling.

"Yep,"I quip.

Melanie and I sit down on the far side of Jill. Dakota eyeballs me. She knows that Melanie just had her hands on me, after all, she worked here for a match of long time before they tossed her at Jill and me.

The five of us begin talking about Bob's funeral which had already been planned. He was to be cremated and a small celebration of life observance catered by Emeril Lagasse. He's already been notified. The solemnization was scheduled for tomorrow.

We also began chatting about whether I should make the announcement about Bob's passing or utilize a press secretary. We chose to have me do the announcement from a groom financial statement. She already had one ready.

I read the statement, making a span of pocket-size fitting noting there were wrangle that I just wouldn't use.

Jill asked if anyone was going to speak about Bob during the ‘ celebration of sprightliness'gathering.

"No one has volunteered, I was hoping maybe David would,"Melanie said to us.

Jill said without even looking at me, David would be felicitous to as well as myself. That's the least we can do. How many are you expecting 300 ? 400 ? More ?"

"About 25,"Melanie says shocking everyone in the room.

"25 ?"Dakota questioned loudly.

"Yes. Until he hired you and Jill, he worked so gruelling and was always so stressed out that many of his friends distanced themselves from him. The last few weeks of his life after the two of you took the running of the company off his plate, he finally came to price with his imminent death. I think that he finally just let his trunk relax and take him across the rainbow bridge deck to the pearly-white gates. To me you two were angels sent to get Bob's life easier,"Melanie said to us with tears streaming down her face.

Godfrey announced that dinner party was fix to be served. We all got up, Dakota was the first one to render Melanie a heartfelt hug. Mel hugged her tightly. When they broke Dakota took Tina by the mitt and led her to the dining area.

Jill stepped in battlefront of me hugging Melanie, whispering to her how much we owe Bob. They remained in an embracing for a couple of minutes, although it did sense like much longer as time often seems to stand still in sad events.

My cellphone phone buzzed with another text.

‘ What now ?'I thought as I fished the phone out of my pocket.

It was Jennifer with the keep abreast substance : CALL ME ASAP !

I excused myself and stepped into the hallway.

"Hey, Jennifer, what 's so urgent ? ``

"Um, well john thought that as citizenry left, he would leave everyone one bottle of that Dakota wine. Nikki got one bottle and sat outside unnoticed and proceeded to drink the whole bottleful. She came back into the home and went right after Diane calling her all sorts of names. John had to root for Nikki off Diane. The two CG boys helped subdue Nikki. John put Diane in your bedroom and is standing guard at the door to keep her good. David, I really think she had the purpose of really hurting her daughter. The two CG guy rope are feeding her coffee to sober up her up. What do you want me to do ?"Jennifer explains to me in one foresighted breath.

I paused for a bit. This certainly wasn't something that I could hold anticipated. whoremaster did the absolute right matter, protect Diane.

"Call Black Car limousine and have the smallest car available to add up to break up her ass up and take her home. I do NOT need Fred to be the driver. Tell the CG boys that I will give thanks them when we get back. Both John and Diane are to stay at the Commune until further notice. Jen, if you have work clothes then you stay at the Commune as well, we don't know if she's just a bad drunk or maybe a all over wacko. If you don't have study clothes with you then either call for a car or borrow Dakota's black car in the service department and straits to your mansion to get at to the lowest degree a couple week of clothes. Is anyone still there that doesn't live there except for the CG guys ?"

Jennifer asks about Marcus and the chefs.

"Have Marcus ride with you when you head to your house for clothes. I want someone with you to make sure you are safe. When you leave your house, lock every lock you have and give sure as shooting only your refrigerator is left running."I tell her.

I add on,"The chefs should still be staying around until they feed whoever is left on Lord's Day sunup. Go over to the pool house where the twins and Belinda live and invite them to William Ashley Sunday morning breakfast, schedule it for about 9am. Have Amy text me so I know she's OK. Oh, and piddle sure Allison is safe in her elbow room at the firm. The two remaining son that Allison knows should go home now if they have n't already. Once Nikki is gone, have John discipline the entire house taking enumeration of whom is there and have him text me with the names. I want that leaning from him before I get up in the sunup. I'll be up about 6am here which is 3am LA time."

"Yes, sir. Do you make love how sexy you sound when you're all grave and giving direction ? It gets Sindee all wet,"she says giggling into the phone. That made me smile.

Before I could string up up, Jill and Melanie walked arm in arm past me down the hallway towards what I could only put on was dinner.

I thanked Jennifer and tried to follow Jill and Mel to dinner. I made a ill-timed twist somehow and ended up in the kitchen. The chef stood there with a lobster in a yoke of tongs.

"Can I help you ?"He says to me.

"Um, I'm trying to get to the dining area, '' I tell him.

"turn around and go two door down and pee a right, you'll see it. Are you the guy who will be replacing Mr. Jaxson ?"He asks as he does the sign of the cross on his front while still holding the lobster. I chuckled thinking ‘ well, it's too late for that lobster'…. well, it seemed funny in my head.

I looked around the kitchen. It was spotless.

"Your kitchen looks well organized and is spic-and-span. If you ever decide you want a job out in the corporate existence, I have just the place for you. I'll lay my card here next to the phone. Email me or call me manoeuvre if you want to talk farther. Thanks for the directions to the dining area."I leave the kitchen mentation that if he's not paid too much, then he might just be the perfective guy to serve many of the restaurants become organized.

When I finally get to the dining area, I'm impressed at the table thinking to myself that the Commune needs a table that seats at least 20. The table Melanie had sat only 12 but the table itself was a pecan, just utterly beautiful.

Jokingly Dakota looked at her imaginary vigil on her wrist poking at it with her early hand. I smiled. Mel made a input that I should sit at Bob's spot, the head of the table since I was now going to be THE head of Jaxson Inc.

I felt a bit uncomfortable sitting in Bob's chair, in his theatre, fucking his married woman. Yet, clearly, I didn't spirit so uncomfortable to not fuck Melanie.

We had a delightful dinner. It may have got been the first clock time that Mel laughed in the past few days, watching her long-time husband slowly conk away aright before her eyes.

How tough it must be to watch your mate slowly pass away. I thought to myself.

All four women looked gorgeous. Tina seemed in a much better humor since she and Dakota had a luck to speak privately about working for Melanie. Jill and Mel were chatting as if they were sisters. In my drumhead, my go for Melanie to get to the Commune made Sir Thomas More and More sense.

'' Ladies, I want everyone to know that I 've asked Melanie to come to stay with us at the Commune for a couple of weeks. I think she needs to be around family and Friend. What do you say, Mel ? Are you willing to come back to Cali with us ? '' I asked hoping that asking in front of everyone would prompt her to say yes.

"Saint David, that's a sweet offer, but an old gal like me would only cause havoc and dismay, me hanging out with all of the young people,"she tries to rationalize.

"Mel did I mention that I have not one, not two, but three fun individual Guy for you to conform to ?"I ask.

"Who are they ?"Jill asked.

"Fred, Bobby, and Sammy,"I replied.

"NICE !"Dakota says.

Mel asks Dakota a straightforward doubt,"Dakota, darling, do you really think I would be OK there, or would I just be in the way ?"

"I think you would find that you've missed out on a whole lot of life taking concern of your husband. It's prison term for you to restart your life and who better to bulge out it with than David, Jill, and………. ME ?"Dakota says.

Melanie sits pensively for a match of minutes. I decide to take up a collation of lobster. I had forgotten how much I love lobster, the Maine lobster not the lobster from Florida.

"I'll do it, but only if I may ask for a duo of weather condition,"Melanie says.

"Name it,"I say.

"That I have my own private room. I don't want to impose on anyone already there. Second, that I can come and go at will. I'm not tied down to having to be babysat. third gear, and final, Jill is unforced to plowshare David with me occasionally,"she says laying her trump card bill of fare on the table.

Jill answer,"Done, Done, and of course !"

I smiled knowing now that I have yet another horny soulfulness going to be living with us at the Commune.

Dakota says,"papa, aren't you excited about Mel coming to last out with us ?"

As soon as that one word left her back talk, I knew the enquiry would begin.

"Daddy ?"Mel asked.

"Um, yeah. I've been given that name by several of the noblewoman that live with us,"I hesitantly said.

"Dakota favourite, does the Father of your baby know that you call Jacques Louis David, pop ?"Melanie asks.

"Yep, he does,"she replies.

"And he's OK with you calling him papa ?"Mel keeps asking.

"Of course,"she says.

"WOW, Jacques Louis David, I'm impressed,"Mel said.

"Dakota, may I come across this guy who is the Father of your baby when I come out to Calif. ?"She keeps asking. I know what is coming from Dakota adjacent before she even says anything.

"You don't need to go to California to meet him,"she answers.

Jill sits quietly waiting for the other skid to drop. Tina is trying to suffocate a giggle. I just know I have a guilty look on my typeface. The whole time this banter between Melanie and Dakota is going on, Dakota just keeps looking at me and smiling her beautiful smile.

"If I don't need to go to California to gather him, where would he be right now ?"Melanie asked.

"About 3 feet from you,"Dakota says winking at me.

The other shoe has dropped.

Melanie takes a moment to read what Dakota just told her.

"Jacques Louis David, is she saying that YOU are the begetter of her baby ?"

Now, Jill jumps into the conversation,"Absolutely !"

Melanie just smiles at me. All I can do is grin back.

All of us went back to eating dinner after that revelation. Everyone enjoyed the lobster, although I also enjoyed the homemade scalloped potatoes. Dakota had a second lobster and even more Allium sativum butter. This eating for two is now really taking on a unhurt new level. Through all of this, Tina just sat quietly and watched everything that went on around her.

Once dinner was finally finished, Melanie took me by the hand and led me to the bedroom set up for Jill and myself. Dakota didn't pauperism to be led to her room as it was the same one that she used for several old age. She took Tina's hand and led her to her bedroom.

"Jill darling, may I ‘ borrow'David for a bit ?"Melanie asks.

"Absolutely !"

And, with that Melanie takes me by the hand and leads me to her own bedroom. I had never been to Bob and Melanie 's bedroom. The last time Jill and I were here, we all played in a TV elbow room and then in a study.

The first thing that I noticed about her sleeping accommodation was that it was smaller than any of the three skipper cortege at the Commune. It was about the Saame sizing as the turgid bedroom across the living room and down that hallway.

Melanie didn't waste any time shedding her clothes. In just a few moments, there stood before me a beautiful 60+-year-old lady, who had the looking at of wanting to be touched, to be loved, to be wanted.

I made sure enough that I fulfilled that desire tonight and any future night as we owed her and Bob so much.

She stepped forward and began taking my garments off my body. She slowly and gently took off my Cuban style shirt, kissing and sucking gently on my pap. She licked from one pap across my chest of drawers to the former.

As she did that, she used her hands to unbuckle and unzip my pants. She let them fall to my feet. With her single finger, she traced the outline of my hard cock through my bagger. She slipped two fingers inside of the sash of my underwear and pushed them down to my feet without breaking her stare into my eyes.

"Gawd St. David, I've missed you,"she said.

I pulled her beautiful body to mine, bringing our lips together as our consistence pressed against one another.

Melanie put her arm around my neck pulling me even tighter into her. Only my hammer that was pointing upwards ended between our naked bodies.

I lifted her up by her shank, carried her to her bed and laid her down gently. I slid my trunk next to hers. Our kiss only broke for just a moment as we got into her bed. Our lips met again once we both were in the bed.

I reached between Melanie's legs once again feeling all the heat that she was putting out. I gently rolled on top of her, sliding my manhood between her second joint. She needed no guidance as she willingly spread her legs as all-encompassing apart as she could.

I gently lined up my hammer with the entranceway to her sex. She pulled my soundbox into hers. I began my gentle rocking as our torso merged into one. She began gently moaning. As my rhythmic fuck continued, so did her moaning. She got louder as it went on, but she also got wetter, much wetter.

In and out repeatedly my manhood kept having its way with Melanie's sex. She hit her first big orgasm rather quickly,"OH Saint David, OH MY GAWD Jacques Louis David,"was all she could vocalize as a prominent orgasm pushed through her body.

I kept up the fucking of her woman. She kept cooing in my ear declaring her heartfelt affection for me. As I was diligently trying to make her cum continuously my mind drifted for a second, thinking about how sexy her body was for a put out woman. Her sexual appetite was amazing. Never, before her, had I ever had relations with a woman of her age.

She wrapped her wooden leg around my back and locked her articulatio talocruralis together, pulling me deep into her.

I felt her pussy grip my cock. Although she wasn't tight, she still was snug enough to cause delectable friction on my manhood.

After only a few Sir Thomas More proceedings, she orgasmed again."red cent Jacques Louis David, I've missed you so much,"she said in my ear as she rolled through another orgasm.

I kept up my jab into her. Her external respiration was stunted and shallow. I could see her eyes glazing over as she reached yet another orgasmic pinnacle.

"Mel, do you realize how beautiful you are ?"I asked into her ear.

"You mean for an old gal, don't you ?"

"No, not at all. You're beautiful. Period. Age has nothing to do with it,"I tell her.

This makes her smiling and begins to kiss all over my expression. As we continue our academic term, Melanie peaks respective more than time. After respective orgasms, I finally progress to my own pinnacle.

"Mel, here I cum,"I say into her ear.

"OH GAWD DAVID, fill ME. GIVE ME YOUR CUM. THIS OLD ma'am WANTS IT SO BAD,"she says loudly into my own ear.

"FUCK MELANIE, HERE I CUMMMMMMM, '' I announce as I shoot rope after rope into her well-used pussy.

Her optic roll to the binding of her hear as she just lets out a long continuous moan of acceptance of my man seed.

"David, if I was 30 twelvemonth untested, I would be just like Dakota. I would be carrying your baby. You know that Bob and I never had children. I wish we had met you a prospicient time ago. You are so handsome, you are such a wonderful devotee, and you make me find so alive when I get to fuck you,"she tells me in a heartfelt manner.

As we uncouple, she just lays her foreland on my pectus, running her fingers across my chest.

"Mel, If I was individual and 30 years older, I would be standing in argumentation to marry you. You're beautiful, you're sexy, you're smart and you are such a marvellous lover,"I tell her, looking directly into her beautiful emerald green eyes.

"St. David, may I make a suggestion ?"Mel asks.

"Absolutely,"I reply.

"You need a new name for your family. The Commune just sounds…. well, like you're trying to emulate Jim Mary Harris Jones the cult leader who killed everyone in the recently '70s. You need something aphrodisiacal. I was thinking of ‘ Chateau de l'amour'or Castle of love,"she says making me remember that she has a valid point.

"For you my high-priced, I will commute the name of the Commune to Chateau de l'amour. We'll call it the Chateau for short."I say to her before I kiss her long and passionately. She responds by sliding her tongue into my rima oris and pulling me tightly to her body.

My pecker begins responding to her sexy movement. She pushes me on my back and span my mid-section. She grasps my toilsome cock and lines it up with her own love hole. She gently slides herself down on my manhood, moaning as each inch parts her and goes deep into her.

She begins rocking back and Forth once her pelvic girdle in touching my own. I feel her wetness coating my shaft as she rocks back and Forth River repeatedly. I reach down between her legs and begin poking her bring out button. Once I began doing that, she moaned louder and louder bathing my entire middle with her womanly juices.

She hits another orgasmic peak, thrashing her physical structure all over before collapsing on me.

"piece of tail David, how do you make me cum so damn severely. It's like you hold some variety of conjuration business leader over my body,"she quietly says in my ear. She puts her arms around my neck and pulls my face to hers once again kissing me hard and passionately.

I just caress her back as she purrs in my ear. After several minute of arc of caressing her, I hear her drift off to sleep.

I lay there, not tired, but not wanting to just lay there staring at the ceiling. Gently, I slide out from underneath her and leave behind her sleeping in her bed as I dress and leave the room.

CHAPTER 3

As I step back out into the hall, I see Dakota and Jill discussing something at the other end of the Charles Francis Hall. I walk down to them. They are discussing Tina. Apparently, she still isn't happy that we offered her to Melanie. She doesn't like Melanie, nor has she come in around to thinking that this is our way of thanking her for being so trusty. She keeps saying to Dakota that I just want to get rid of her.

"wellspring, where is she ? Let me go talk of the town to her,"I say.

'' Keep going down the dorm, the last door on the left. That's my old way and the one that Godfrey made up for Tina and me to delay in tonight,"Dakota says.

I head down the hallway to the doorway Dakota sent me to. The threshold is undefended, and Tina is just sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Tina darling, may I talk with you a bit ?"I ask.

"Yeah sure,"she says waving me into the room.

"Darling, the young woman tell me that you're infelicitous with me because I was going to loan you to Melanie. Is that true ?"I ask.

"Yes, but it's more than just that. Jill hasn't really used me as her assistant in quite a recollective while. Dakota only bosses me around and heck, even you haven't really played with me. I just don't flavour like I'm wanted any longer. I called my Mother a little bit ago and…"

"Your female parent ?"I interrupt.

"Yeah, my mother. She told me that when I get back rest home, to travel out of the Commune and back into her home which I think I will do,"she says.

"Are you sure ?"I ask.

"Jacques Louis David, I want to say something to you, but I need you to persist silent until I'm done with what I have to say. Can I ask that of you ?"she asks.

"Absolutely,"I say.

"David, I love you. I know that I will always have it off you. You have shown me a love for the first clock time in my life. However, I was pudden-head and allowed Sasha to thrust me to break up with you. You've always been so sweet to me. You cared for me when I showed up at your doorway after being brutalized. You took forethought of me when I had that ectopic pregnancy. You've never ever said even one time that ‘ you told me so'even after all the stupid things that I've done. You've loved me and always took care of me. Hell, you just gave me several hundred shares of Jaxson Inc. inventory. You are the serious lover that I've ever had, or probably will ever have. I want to go home, now if possible. I want to be gone from the house before you get back. I will backpack up my room, put it in my car and crusade to my female parent's family in Arizona. Dad passed away a few calendar month ago and she is lonely and was happy to discover from me. It's meter for me to grow up and start acting like an grownup. St. David, I will sleep with you and will miss you, but this is something that I feel very strongly about. Please let me go,"she asks of me.

"When would you like to head home ?"I ask.

"As soon as possible, if it's OK with you,"she asks with her heart in her eyes.

I step to her and put my branch around her and hug her tightly. I could experience her beginning to sob. I just stand there holding her. After several minute of arc, she breaks from the hug. I tell her that I will summon a car and she will take the woodworking plane home.

She kisses me and reluctantly pushes me away.

I walk out of the bedroom. I slowly walk down the mansion back towards the dame. Jill and Dakota know immediately that something is wrong.

"What happened ?"Jill asked.

"She's leaving. She's going home right now and will be gone by the clip we get back home. She's moving out and will be driving to her Mom's business firm in genus Arizona,"I tell both Jill and Dakota.

"Dakota can you please call Tina a taxi and alert the plane that she's heading there and will be flying home,"I say to her.

Jill's center are welling up. I pull her tightly to me and just brook there holding Jill. I feel a single teardrop hit my articulatio humeri. I hear her sniff and wipe her cheek on the shoulder joint of my shirt.

Dakota comeback and says, `` taxi will be here in about 15 minutes. The carpenter's plane will be ready when she arrives. I paid for the taxicab already, figuring that she will cede her credit circuit card back to you and have little to no money,"she explains to me.

I shake my psyche acknowledging something that I had not thought of, her returning the deferred payment cards.

In just a few arcminute, we all see Tina walking with her luggage down the hall towards us. She stops about 5 metrical unit from the three of us. Dakota tells her that a cab has been called and paid for. They hug. Dakota's optic well up as they break the hug. Dakota kisses her on the boldness and stairs aside.

Tina moves over to Jill next. She hugs Jill tightly and whispers something in her ear that I could not hear. Jill's eyes are swelled with tears that begin rolling down her cheek. She reaches into her back pocket and hands Jill her two cite cards. She tries to hand her mobile phone earpiece as well, but Jill refuses to say that she needs to have a way to scream for help on her travel to her Mom's house. She meekly says thank you. They kiss and Jill steps aside.

That left me. Tina hugs me tightly. Now, tears are flowing from Tina's face. I kiss her on the back talk telling her that I love her and always will. I reach into my back sac and put the folded-up money into her back pocket rustling in her ear,"This is for you my dear. Don't be a unknown, we all love you and will miss you. No matter what happens, you are always welcome at our house as you will always be family."She breaks from our hug and pulls out the money from her back pocket. She counts it and sees that I gave her $ 1000. She tries to object, but she stops knowing that I won't hear of it. She sniffs, wipes her eye, candy kiss me again. When we break from the kiss, she picks up her luggage and heads down the hallway to the breast doorway. She opens the door, steps out taking one recollective last look at us and closes the threshold behind her. And she is gone.

My own oculus tear up. Both Jill and Dakota hug me. We all have weeping flowing down our font. Our hearts are broken.

The rest of the evening was tranquility. Dakota went to bed about an hour after Tina left. When Tina got on the sheet, she texted Jill that she was on the plane and will miss us. Jill showed me the text. I kissed her and decided to go to bed. Jill followed.

Neither one of us slept very well. In the morn, I took a long hot shower, putting on my suit of clothes to prepare for the Celebration of Life for Bob. It was scheduled for 9am. After I was dressed, I realized that I hadn't checked my cellular phone phone for the list that John was supposed to get off me.

Saint John the Apostle had sent me a dyad of texts. The oldest one was the tilt of people in the home. The secondment one was asking why Tina was at the sign. The third and net one was asking why Tina packed up her elbow room, loaded it into her car, kissed all of us and said good-by and left hand.

I couldn't text him back, my eye were teared up once again.

Jill took the speech sound from my mitt and read all the text messages. She texted an answer back to John.

She headed into the toilet to shower and dress for the divine service. I just sat at the end of the bed. I decided that after the service we were going to lead back dwelling house. I walked down to Dakota's room. I didn't knocking, I just walked in. She got up and put her limb around me asking me,"Did we run her off ?"

"No dearie. She needs to maltreat out on her own and try to take a crap a change in her animation. She knows that we all love her, and I left the door open for her to amount back anytime, but I wouldn't expect that to occur anytime soon,"I tell her as I hug her tightly.

"dada, I love you,"she tells me.

"Darling, I hope you know that I love you too. Now get that cute ass into the exhibitioner and get ready for the divine service for Bob. Pack after you're fix, we're heading rest home. Also, anticipate for Melanie's aeroplane and a limo after to pick us up after the service, which I don't know where it will be held at,"I tell her.

"Don't concern papa, I know. I'll take care of it,"she says to me.

I kiss her, deeply and passionately. She kisses me back just as arduous and just as passionate. We declare love for each other before we break, and I swat her tight little ass as she wiggles it on her way to the bathroom.

I head back out of the sleeping accommodation. I walk down the hallway to Melanie's sleeping room. I don't knock, I just walk in to rule her deep into her own joy with a vibrator being plunged in and out of her pussy. Her eye are glazed over. I hear the squishy sound of the phallic ogre having its way with her pussy.

I just stand there being a voyeur. My cock springs to action at law, tenting my dress slacks. After she cums loudly, she turns her brain towards me and realizes that I'm standing at the door just watching her with a big smiling on my face.

She summons me over to her bed with a single finger. I shake my head no telling her that she needs to do three things. get a shower to wash the sex off her, get dressed for the religious service and wad a bag to submit to the airport immediately after the service. She saunters over to me and snog me passionately. I could smell her sex and it smelled delightful. It took all my will power to not get intimate with her. I slapped her playfully on the ass as she wiggled it walking towards her bathroom. In my headspring, I briefly considered getting nude and surprise her in the rain shower, but I refrained.

"What clothes do you want to rent with you ?"I yelled at her.

"My luggage is in the back of the walk-in wardrobe. Put some bras and step-in in the bag. Pick three dresses, and five other turnout and put all of that in the big bag. consume the minuscule bag, put my makeup in it from my dresser. spread out the top drawer of my dresser and pull out some pantyhose. Go to the bottom of that same dresser and find a couple of corsets that you would like to see me in. I have about a dozen, lead what you want to see me in. Also, at the top ledge of my cupboard I have various peeler shoes, virtually are 9"stilettos, bring as many of those you would like me to wear for you."She tells me while in the shower.

As she is taking a shower bath, I do as she asked and filled the luggage. I decided to open her nightstand drawer and find several dildo 's and decide as a gag to bring them all, including the one she was just using.

It takes a tierce bag to put everything neatly into the traveling bag. I bring six of her corsets. In my head, I began to wonder if she might be a willing sub to me, she seems to dance around it, but at home, I'll find out.

After everything is ready, I open her bedroom room access and set her baggage outside in the hall. Godfrey comes over to conglomerate the traveling bag and take them to join the other bags waiting at the strawman door.

I step back into the bedroom. Melanie was walking out into the bedroom to get dressed and put on some makeup. I put my arms around her from behind. I kiss her neck and tell her how beautiful she is. She reaches behind her and squeeze my nearly hard putz that she felt resting between the buttock of her ass.

I bend her forward, she puts her hands on her dresser. I unzip myself and fish out my punishing cock. I slide it into her sopping wet pussy, not wet from the shower, but wet from her eubstance thinking about me. I begin fucking her heavy. I didn't want this to hold up a long clip as we were under the gun of going to the Robert William Service. I reached Sasha-mode quickly. She was gasping for air, she was moaning, her organic structure was cumming on my strong cock on each drive. I whispered in her ear how beautiful she is and how sexy her body is. She orgasmed hearing my words. I thrust hard into her as she came hard, so severe that she nearly passed out. I held onto her tightly making one final exam poke into her before I reached my own quick orgasm.

"Mel, you are so beautiful,"I said to her as I shot rope after rope of man juice into her.

She just let out one farseeing moan taking all of my own cum deep into her pussy. When my peter stopped spewing its contents into Melanie, I withdrew and walked into the lav. I used a wet washcloth to pass over the cum off my cock and put it back into my pants and zipped up.

I went back into her bedroom to see her quickly brushing her hair and putting on makeup. I leaned into her and kissed her passionately, noticing that cum was leaking out of her pussy onto the constitution stool. I reached between her ramification, scooped up some on my fingers and put it to her sass. She sucked in my fingers moaning as she licked them clean.

I kissed her again and left the bedchamber asking her to hurry.

Out in the hallway, I came upon Godfrey. I told him that after the table service that we were taking Melanie to our home in Los Angeles. He said that he already knew that since Melanie told him before she went to bed last night.

Dakota and Jill came down the hallway, both in childlike elegant inkiness attire. They both looked stunning.

I kissed them both and asked Dakota if everything was set up, the car and the plane. She said that the car should be here in about 15 arcminute and the jet will be gear up when we arrive after the inspection and repair. I kiss her and thank her.

When Melanie joined us in the hallway, we all walked towards the battlefront door. Melanie said her cheerio to Godfrey who wished her safe travels.

CHAPTER 4…..The Funeral

The car was waiting outside. Each of us picked up our luggage and stepped outside the front man threshold. The limo driver came rushing over to take on the luggage and put it into the trunk.

Although the back door was undefended, I held it for the ladies. I followed them into the car. Jill had taken up a stain next to Dakota, leaving me an assailable bottom adjacent to Melanie.

As we drove towards the funeral home, I realized that I didn't pick up the prepared financial statement. I spent the remainder of the drive trying to remember what it said.

As we pulled into the funeral home driveway, I saw that there were several news vans with their aerial antennas extended. There was a podium set up and several microphones attached to it. All in all, I guessed that there were nearly 50 reporters, Thomas More than were invited to Bob's Celebration of Life. That thought gloomy me.

The chauffeur drove around the construction and parked the limo on the driveway next to a funeral station black Maria that obviously would expect a casket. Our chauffeur scrambled around the car to hold in the back door outdoors for us to exit.

Jill and Dakota went inside the funeral nursing home. I took Melanie on my arm to the press group.

I gave her a kiss on the impudence, she hugged me briefly. I stepped to the podium and began,"Ladies and gentleman it is with a heavy heart that I have to declare the exit of Robert K. Jaxson. He was a love husband. A occupation star. A smashing mentor and someone who truly believed in the American dream that if you work hard enough, you will be successful, which he was."

Several of the newsman all clamored at the Saame meter to ask questions.

"I'll take just a couple of questions as we are to get inside to his celebration of Life armed service,"I tell them.

"Mr. Henry Graham Greene, are you taking over Jaxson Inc. ?"somebody from MSNBC news asked.

"After consulting with Melanie Jaxson, she has asked me to do just that. My new title will change from COO to CEO,"I tell them.

"How did Mr. Jaxson die ?"Someone from that British rag tabloid asked.

"In his bed, quietly. Hospice had been already called in just hours before his passing. Next question,"I said feeling a bit miffed at that last question.

Several other reporters clamored again to ask a query. I pointed to FOX intelligence. An attractive lady asked,"So what is your future motion for the caller ?"

"I do not know this very moment. If you will excuse us, we need to head inside,"I say taking Melanie by the cubitus and walking her inside as weeping rolled down her cheeks. I handed her my handkerchief.

We tread inside only to be met by a bombastic beat man who introduced himself as Tony capsicum pepper plant, the Director of the Funeral home base. He hugged Melanie and shook my hand.

He led us to the Celebration elbow room. There wasn't a soul in there except for Jill and Dakota. I was floored. In my promontory, I was screaming WHAT THE nether region ?

Melanie shrugged her shoulders and said,"See, I told you that he ran everyone off. He was working so hard that mass, his friends, distanced themselves and now, here at his passing, no one showed up,"she says with tears now streaming down her cheek. I hugged her.

I see a fanfare ricochet off the wall of the room. Before I could even bend around Mr. white pepper physically removed the tv camera guy from the hallway to outside of the building.

Melanie hung her head teacher and asked if we would mind if we just left. I told her that we would do whatever she wanted. She headed towards the face door, not the front door. Mr. Peppers apologized for no one showing up. He called on his radio asking to institute our limo around to the back doorway. He walked us to the back door. The chauffeur held the limo room access open. We quietly exited the construction. Our chauffeur took us out a second entering and headed for the airport.

I just held Melanie in my weapons system throughout the parkway to the airport.

Once we arrived at the plane, we exited the limo and proceeded up the stairs. I walked hand in hand with Melanie. Dakota and Jill were just a few footprint behind.

The door was latched, and we headed down the taxi strip towards takeoff.

Once in the air, no one dared to speak. The four-hour flight felt twice that long with no one chatting.

Just as the jet's landing appurtenance was being locked into topographic point Melanie asked,"Where's your girl, Tina ? ''

"She went home early. She's moving out of our house to go live with her Mother in Arizona. Apparently, her Father passed away a distich of workweek ago and her Mom needs her,"Jill explained.

I told everyone that we were changing the name from the Commune to Chateau de l'affair or castle of dearest. Both ladies loved the new name.

As the jet touched down on the rail, it was prissy to be back home. When it taxied around to the buck private plane arena, I saw our jet resting comfortably between a couple of Learjet's.

Our jet came to rest and I peered out the window to see Fred waiting patiently for us with the door open and the luggage compartment heart-to-heart.

Melanie gave each of us a hug and a kiss, thanking us for bringing her to California.

She was the first one to step off the jet, followed by Jill, then Dakota and finally me.

As the ladies got into the limo, Fred pulled me aside and handed me a folded-up newspaper. I unfolded it to see a huge picture of me hugging Melanie. Clearly, it was the picture that the camera operator took before Mr. capsicum pepper plant removed him. The newspaper headline read ; JAXSON DEAD, GREEN TO ASSUME CONTROL

I wasn't mad as it was precise, the picture was what annoyed me. I handed the paper back to Fred and let him know that we would no longer be calling the house the Commune, it would now be called the Chateau de l'liaison or simply the Chateau.

He shut the room access and off we went to the Chateau.

Melanie looked out the window like a kid looks at the Christmastime tree diagram on Christmas break of the day. Her optic sparkled looking at all the shopping and restaurants.

After about 45 second, Fred pulled into the courtyard of the Chateau. Melanie's eyes got immense. She realized that our home was much, much larger than her mansion house in the Hamptons.

CHAPTER 5

Amy and John Lackland met us at the nominal head room access. Each one hugged or kissed us as we tried to step inside our home.

Fred unloaded our base from the automobile trunk and John carried them inside of the house. He walked them to the appropriate rooms, however when he had Melanie 's bag he made the Assumption of Mary that she was going to get Tina's old room, which he was correct in his assumption.

Jill and I opened our luggage and just dumped the whole contents into the washables trammel, which was empty.

Dakota went to her elbow room and just flopped on her bed.

I realized that it was almost 10am and summoned everyone to the kitchen for breakfast. When we all got there, everyone was already eating. John and Diane were there, the twins, Belinda, Allison, the CG guys, Marcus, Paula, Jennifer, and Amy were all eating.

Sammy and Bobby offered us an assortment of food for thought, all of which we saw that John had on his shell. We laughed at him since it was already his seconds. Melanie just sat there smiling not really knowing how to take part just yet.

We all ate till our bellies were full phase of the moon, even John's belly. Diane put her nous on his shoulder, which I was glad to see.

I stood up and introduced Melanie to everyone. Both Sammy and Bobby made gentle but nice comments about how sexy she looked. She blushed a bit.

They each brought her a collection plate of food. She didn't know what to do with all that food for thought saying,"cat, you're going to defecate me fat,"smiling at the attention.

"No worries, we'll help you work it off,"Bobby said with Sammy nodding his school principal in agreement.

Melanie blushed yet again.

I went over to the CG bozo and thanked them for taking attention of our family. They both said that uncle Fred told them in no changeable terms that they were to ‘ defend the castle'. Clearly, I had not told them about the figure modification but it was obviously was spot-on.

After the breakfast, Bobby and Sammy cleaned up the kitchen then sat with Melanie. There was Lot of talking and a few flying hug when the chefs did n't think anyone was watching. However, Dakota was watching, Dakota always watches.

Tomorrow was a new workday, Monday. I would check my laptop later tonight and again in the morning. I looked around the room, everyone was enjoying each other's company. I just smiled, we had made it through Bob's funeral and now Melanie was here to bulge her new life.

I thought to myself about how lucky I was since taking the job as a Chauffeur.

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