The Chauffeur ( # 28 ) Guns and former clobber

By PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

When I woke up on Tuesday morning, Jill was still all entangled in me. It took a pair of minutes to untangle and not wake her. As I stepped into the rain shower, it dawned on me that neither the security measure guys nor the logic gate masses had made it here. I made a mental note to sound both.

I knew that our dependable guy was now handling the lock modification at the war hawk. need to possess Sharon ask him to block by at his widget and finish installing the safes that he left in one of the bedrooms.

I was excited with today's agenda having the Police pistol range on it. I am very rum about who has firearm breeding and who does n't. We 're due at the range about 10am and I believe that Dakota has a list of who wants to learn and how many limos we need for everyone to travel.

Roger had set us up with mortal that he knew and trusted in teaching piece safety and usage. I suspected that both CG boys, Fred and maybe John have experience with a firearm. I haven't heard anything from any of the Lady about old firearm preparation. I smelled food being cooked, bacon and maybe some sausage balloon, eggs, and toast.

There was a knocking on our door. I unlocked it and found Jennifer and Paula standing there. Both were already dressed, smelled wonderful, and had big grin on their faces as they were both excited in this morning adventure. They both kissed me, but their logical thinking for knocking was to ask about if the teacher would be bringing enough weapons for all of us who are attending. I assured them he would consume enough for all of us. They smiled, kissed me and left. I looked at our clock and woke Jill. She needed to get into the shower and get ready for our adventure.

I got her up and going. I headed down the hall to our primary kitchen. To my surprise, I found both Sammy and Bobby cooking breakfast for everyone. trick and Diane were already eating, of course, with King John, that was an enormous amount of money of food he was consuming.

"trade good Morning everyone,"I said smiling.

I got circle of groans, a couple of proficient mornings back, and a duo of completely dumb because coffee had not taken impression yet.

I went around kissing all the ladies, warning John that I was NOT going to buss him, which drew a big laugh from everyone.

Amy told me that the security cat had already called and would be here shortly. The gate masses said that since we had changed the figure from The Commune to the Chateau it would take a bit more prison term to fix the name over the gate. The safety guy said he would learn care of the safe's soon, as he was working diligently on the lock of the Hawk.

I pointed out to Amy that we needed a place for her to possess the security to be set up, easily approachable to her, and being recorded on a cloud server. She said she already had a location set up just off the primary kitchen with a lowly location in the big kitchen. I was glad she had a architectural plan in mind.

Since I had already gotten dressed in my wearing apparel boxers and a Cuban mode shirt, I headed outside to the pool home base. I noticed the lights on in the puddle nursing home that was now a porn studio. I knocked. Allison answered. I heard moaning and groaning in the background. I saw both twin on their genu in straw man of guys that I recognized from the porno diligence. I didn't see Belinda though. When I asked about her, Allison took my handwriting and led me to a back sleeping room, where she was the centerpiece of a 12-man rotary jerk. She whispered in my ear, how excited she was wearing her catch in the house the early day and is looking forward to doing the same thing again.

I asked her how using the studio was going, she said that she has had a terrific response and now has a pocket-size waiting listing, that included a span of cat that specialize in the BDSM lifestyle. I reminded her about that guy and his antics slapping her around, which was not going to be allowed as she was now MY submissive. She readily agreed, noting that she was only directing the BDSM shoot and would not be parting of anything without my personal permission, which I was not going to give her.

I did lean into her and whispered to her that she is my darling slavish. This made her grin. She offered her inspection and repair to me, but I declined to say that she was working and needed to focus on that. She smiled and kissed me whispering in my ear how happy she is now that she has a Dom that she can trust.

I squeezed her ass as I left the porn studio. As I walked back across to the sign of the zodiac, I see John peering out the trash doors at me with a big cheesy grin on his face.

He opened the door for me. I responded,"No St. John the Apostle, it's not what you are hoping happened. I was just checking on our porn studio as I saw their Inner Light on,"He just shook his head and went on about his business.

This morning the house was buzzing. I wasn't sure enough what got everyone moving around so early, but with Bobby and Sammy cooking, the family smelled delightful. I took a plate full phase of the moon of eggs, sausage, syrup, and toast. The cat also set out a glass of pineapple plant juice and milk for me. I sat at the kitchen table thinking about what Mom had said about needing a formal dining elbow room table. She was justly. I texted her that I had seen a pecan mesa somewhere and thought it to be a beautiful table, but that our table pauperism to be able to seat at least 20 people.

Both Dakota and Jill came to the kitchen. Dakota was all smiles seeing the coffee berry pot all filled and waiting for her. She kissed Bobby and Sammy on the cheeks before filling her coffee cup.

Jilly also filled a chocolate cup, but she also held a dental plate out looking for nutrient. Sammy gladly heaped nutrient onto her plate. She picked up Mrs Butterworth 's syrup and carried it over to the board. She used it and then I used it covering my sausage patties with the sugary substance.

I heard a splash and looked out to see the two twins naked in the pond. This drew a chuckle from the inside group. I sent john out there to check on them, which he did gladly. They reached up and under the guise of him helping them out of the pool, they pulled him into the pool fully clothed. Those of us who were watching laughed out loud. John was glad being in the pool with two naked twins. I looked around but didn't see Diane anywhere.

Both twins took to kissing John. They pushed their raw torso against him and began removing his clothes. The for the first time thing he removed was his wallet. He now needed to dry it as soon as possible. Thankfully, he did not consume his cell headphone in his knickers pocket when he hit the water.

Corey dive under the H2O only to come out with John's pant and boxer shorts. whoremonger looked over at the theater and just smiled. None of us cared if he has some pool sex with the counterpart, in fact, I think a couple of the guy, like Marcus, envied lavatory. I leaned over to Marcus and told him to go join St. John, I 'm sure they would eff to possess you as an gain. Marcus wasted no clock time in getting up, shedding his clothes and went running out into the consortium. I saw Christmas carol swim over to Marcus and set out playing with him.

Amy told me that my box seat had arrived yesterday, while I was in the bedroom with Jill. She put them in the front bedchamber behind the living room. I got up and headed there, with Amy following close behind. I opened the door to see about 50 FedEx corner of respective sizes. I didn't even know where to get. I told Amy that I wanted the twin and Marcus to handle the Lapplander sorting job here that they did at the Hawk.

As I went to deform around, Amy cornered me. She put her limb around me and pulled me in for a kiss. I pulled her to me, figuring that she felt a bit lonely without Tina being here. I walked her out to the animation room. She shed her clothes quickly and began shedding mine. As we both got naked, she sat me down on the couch and straddled my lap. She positioned herself over my manhood and lowered her sex onto me. I began slowly thrusting into her. She began moaning as we rocked together. She began kissing me, well, it was more like making out. We parted our sass allowing each other's tongue to enter our mouths. I felt her begin to orgasm on me, her body stiffening up as she expelled wetness onto my lap. I thrust into her as deeply as I could get.

I felt that tremendous twinge as I began to shoot down rope after rope of my man ejaculate into Amy. I pulled her into me, hugging her and kissing her. I felt her again reach an orgasm. This meter her solid body shook with an orgasmic charge. We declared our hump for each other as I shot another round of golf of spermatozoon into her. She wrapped her lithe legs around me pulling me deeper into her as I shot again and again. Her optic glazed over, and I felt her body spasm underneath me yet again.

As we were uncoupling, my slight Dakota came bounding out from her way to see Amy and I untangling. She came right over to us, kissing each of us. I felt her hand rubbing my cum covered prick. Her easy strokes felt wonderful. It didn't take long for me to be hard again just for her. She pulled Amy off me and planted herself down on my lap. She impaled herself onto my manhood in one deft movement. We began to rock back and forth. We continued rocking back and Forth for quite a long metre. She began kissing me, licking my neck opening, and playing with my ear. All of that felt howling. I thrust into her, shooting rope after rope into her. She moaned in aggregate adoption, declaring her love for me yet again.

Amy didn't leave us, she sat on the end of the couch watching us and fingering her own cum filled pussycat. She was making a hatful on the leather couch. Her slit was expelling all the cum that I had put in there. She pulled out two fingers full of cum, licking them clean. She moaned as she cleaned her own finger's breadth. As my cock finally began to deflate, Amy took one last punch of my cock taking care to clean the cum from Dakota off my manhood. Dakota just smiled seeing Amy being submissive to me yet again.

CHAPTER 2

As the time for us to leave quickly approached, I remembered that Fred had left one of the limousine out into the courtyard. He got up, got dressed and headed outside to go fill up the limo. He returned less than a half 60 minutes later with the car all filled up and he even vacuumed the car out.

I returned to the kitchen and saw virtually all the playgroup dressed and waiting to head to the pistol range.

The other limousine arrived, and we all piled into any of the cars. Jill, Dakota, Sharon, and Mom all joined me in Fred's limo.

The remainder of the grouping all chose a car. All three limos were broad of our playgroup. Off we went to the pistol range.

Marcus was left behind with education about the security company along with operating instructions that the gate the great unwashed may register up as well as the locksmith putting the remaining safes into versatile rooms around the family. He accepted the responsibility.

As we drove to the range, Jill told us about how firmly it was for her to acquire to qualify on the kitchen range in the Marines, although she was using more than just a pistol, she had to specify with a rifle as well.

Sharon told us about growing up in a house where her Dad went hunting when the season came around. However, it was all a ruse to have a girlfriend on the side of meat. Her Mom figured it out when he came home after a workweek of being gone ‘ hunting'but he had the exact Same dress on that he left in. She rummaged through his baggage only to find a precious lacy bra, certainly not one of her mother ’. They divorced after that hunting time of year. He married his ‘ girlfriend'about 6 month later.

Mom told us that Bob disapproved of artillery saying ‘ that is the job for someone else'so he never had guns in their sign. She never ever even handled a gun, let alone shoot one. Fred offered his assistance making everyone in the back of the car smile.

Dakota had to be cajoled to peach about gun for hire. She said she grew up in a tough vicinity, destiny of mob, lots of unsavory people many if not well-nigh had a gun. She said in high school one of her friend was brutalized at gunpoint. She was so shaken up that she ended up committing suicide. She told us that she is very apprehensive about this training. Jill put her arm around Dakota and said something in her ear that I couldn't hear.

Then the incumbrance was on me. I told them about the Saturday aurora class that I took my son to when he was about 8. This really pissed off his Mother, but I was intent on taking the ‘ fun'out of handling a small-arm. We sat and listened to an instructor teach the kids about the dispute between a revolver and a semi-automatic pistol. He showed the kids how to be able to look at a artillery and know if there is a safe or not, how to load and unload a pistol, as well as how to strip a weapon system properly. I explained that at his age all his acquaintance were enamored with guns. He told me respective age later as he became a teenager that his unspoilt champion baton nearly shot the mob dog. He had found his Dad's .45 under his pillow and ran around the inside of the house when it went off. The dog ran and hid underneath a bed. He remembers how Billy just dropped the gun on the floor and went running to his chamber knowing that he was getting a lacing when Dad got home. As I told this story, we arrived at the range.

When Fred parked the car, he turned around and said that he wished more parents took the creditworthy road. I agreed with him as did everyone else in the limo.

I was happy to see the size of it of the chemical group once we all emerged from their respective limo. The instructor introduced himself and his assistant since Dakota had warned him about how large our group would be.

We all followed him into a classroom type setting where the eruditeness would begin. He had many more than shooting iron than we needed, which was a reliever to me.

As we all took a derriere, I noticed that Dakota was seated right following to Jill. Fred, both CG boys already had firearms and carry permit. The instructor had us sate out the carry licence word form if we wished to be cleared to contain and do by a firearm.

The number 1 two hr of the training were…. well…. boring. necessity, but boring.

Before we were even allowed to handle a firearm, we had to pass a short quiz about handling a gun that the instructor had put together. It was a immediate quiz, but it took everyone off guard a bit. Surprisingly john and Dakota both finished ahead of everyone else. Jill and I were second behind. The instructor told us as we were working on the quiz that as you finish you then get to pick a gun to read with.

Gospel According to John chose a Smith & Wesson .357 Dakota took hold of a smaller Smith 9mm that fit her hand.

Jill took postponement of a Glock 9mm. I picked up a prominent adaptation of Dakota's Smith 9mm, this one had a longer store that fit my manus better.

Mom, well she was quite funny, she picked up a gun like she was picking up a stagnant rat. This made several of us chuckle, but it was Fred who saved the day with her helping to choose a gun to her size but not with such power to overwhelm her. He gave her a Charter Arms semi-automatic. It fit her hand and coming from Fred she kissed him on the cheek.

Sharon, Paula, Allison, Donna, and Jennifer all relied on someone else to choose their gun. Of course, John wanted to record off, but the CG son kept him in his tooshie.

It surprised me to see both Sammy and Bobby with us. I guess I never anticipated them joining us, but I was glad that they did. They each took a Glock as Jill had. Everyone was inspecting their gun. One of the CG boys sat next to John explaining that although a .357 is a great gun, it's better suited for the picture show and not in real life. He selected a David Roland Smith & Wesson 9mm which John took reluctantly and gave up the large revolver.

In my promontory, I again see the due date level of John growing. Not all that long ago, he would have argued about what gun he wanted, but here he listened to intellect and made the transposition. Maybe I need to admit him in a real work session with me.

Now it was time to channelise out to the range, but before we did the instructor gave us each a duad of prophylactic glasses. He also did not sacrifice us ammo until we got to the reach, he said he would then give us five rung each. Paula made us snigger again asking what a troll was. The instructor explained that around was another word for heater. Paula shrugged her articulatio humeri and Jill patted her on the back.

The instructor divided the group down the middle of the class. One half of the division went with the primary instructor, the other one-half went with the assistant. We all got up and followed our respective instructor with him putting each of us at severalise stalls in which to shoot from.

I chose the very end, closest to Dakota and Jill. I wanted to see Jill snap, but after hearing about Dakota's old experience with a firearm, made me worry about her.

Somehow, John ended up on the early side of me. Jill laughed when she saw me and my fantasm, even Dakota laughed a bit seeing John next to me.

In my fountainhead, it thought this to be a rather tardily task, boy was I wrong. I guess I should be happy that we were all shooting in the Same commission at least. It was clear who had handgun training and who did n't. I was n't bad, all my round at least hit the mark report. However, piteous Paula and Jennifer had no rounds hit the quarry paper. They were both ready to give up almost immediately. The primary coil instructor moved Jennifer and Paula closer to the CG boys, that way each one of them could open them gentle mesmerism about being more successful.

Sammy and Bobby also helped. They each made gentle proffer to Donna and Allison, although I don't think Allison was comfortable holding the gun. She kept putting the gun down after each shot. Sammy told her to discharge all five rounds then put the firearm down.

Next, to me, I heard five shots all grouped together. I turned and saw Jill coaching Dakota. Jill, the CG guys, Fred, and Sammy and Bobby all had put their rounds inside the opprobrious, but the CG guys and Fred all hit center mass. The instructor offered to commute the quarry paper from a objective to one of a ‘ bad guy ’, Dakota readily accepted the offer.

It was as if a lightly electrical switch turned on with Dakota. She put her next five all in the face of the bad guy……all five ! She smiled at her results, Jill laughed even the teacher made credit that sometimes you just call for something more than than a paper target to seduce affair click.

The junior-grade instructor went along the shooting personal line of credit offering to interchange from targets to the bad guy target, Saint John the Apostle wanted to try. He did ok, all five of his shot hit the guy, but there was no grouping. Bobby stepped over to John the Evangelist and suggested that he hold the gun with one script and the other hired man act as a base underneath the gun neckcloth to keep the kick to a minimum. When lav tried the hypnotism, he got four out of the five together with the 5th one not part of the group but directly between the eyes. John was ready to be done after seeing that. We all laughed at our new ‘ shooter ’. What surprised me the most was the concern Jill was showing Dakota on how to properly utilise her weapon.

Dakota would take her five shots, Jill would give her advice, and then Dakota would fire five more. Clearly, Dakota was determined to surmount this and kept at it until her shooting became much better.

I asked the instructor if we could get all our military hoi polloi lined up next to each other and have ourselves a little shoot off. He shrugged his shoulder and asked the radical if they would be willing, which they all agreed. In my brain, I thought that one of the CG male child would climb to the top. However, it was a surprise to me that although the CG boys were prominent, Fred and Jill took top honors. Fred put all five of his again center mass on the unconstipated target. Jill used the bad-guy target and put all five squarely in the pectus. The CG boys all had center mass shots, but each one had one ace shot that drifted and touched the line of credit, whereas Fred did not.

Dakota just kept practicing repeatedly, focusing on her mastering this acquisition. Jill was clearly a great helper to her giving her advice and charge on bettering her technique.

The other ladies all enjoyed the event, but they didn't believe that they would ever want this attainment. However, Sharon also kept at the shooting trying to overcome the skill as well. She was quite the spitfire, not volition to quit. Mom, well she really didn't feel comfortable using the gun, but she did anyway. She kept trying until all five of her crack hit the butt at least.

I was impressed that both Sharon and Dakota were determined to control this skill. John, well he was his common Gospel According to John self, but he again showed signs of maturity when he was given advice on how to further his shooting skill set. All in all, we had a great meter. The teacher took a grouping photo of everyone together holding their gun in forepart of them. He told me that he would let them developed and mail the set to us.

Once the training stratum was over, I felt it was time for another keen lunch at Fred's favorite Italian restaurant. Mom was excited to discover we would be going back there. In her mind our rock headliner would still be there, however, the rest of us just rolled our eyes thinking to ourselves ‘ you wish'. It dawned on me that I had made a promise and had not followed through. Before we all got into the elevator car, I pulled Fred aside and spoke to him. He assured me that he would take charge of what I was asking.

Since the CG male child were Fred's nephews, I assumed that they knew of Fred's Italian restaurant. Oddly, they had no clue when I asked them to call ahead and let them have sex we were coming over, all 14 of us. Thankfully, Dakota had the number already on her phone and made the call.

Everyone seemed all hyped up as if adrenaline was pumped into everyone. There was lots of yack heading to the restaurant. Mom, Jill, and Sharon were all talking as if they were sis talking about the cute boy in high schoolhouse.

"dad, would it be OK with you if I went home instead of eating lunch with everyone ? I'm feeling a bit sicken and the thought of garlic kale is making my tummy do flip flops,"Dakota said to me.

"Sir, I'd be happy to take girl Dakota back to the sign,"Fred offered.

'' That would be fine, thank you, Fred, '' I answered.

As we pulled into the parking lot, Fred pulled up next to the door and let us out. I kissed Dakota before getting out. She assured me it was zilch to worry about she was just a bit nauseated.

I got out and everyone else got out of their limo. The CG male child were quite happy as they had never ridden in a limo before today. Yet, the bombilation was still about the gun class and the shooting. Everyone congratulated Jill on kicking the hell out of the others, but Jill being Jill politely told everyone that they all ‘ let'her win. In my head, I wasn't indisputable if they did or not. I knew one of the CG boys was a sniper but shooting a 50 caliber from a moving helicopter is far different than shooting a pistol.

Fred left with Dakota. Jill knew by my brass that I was worried about her. The last two times we had pregnancy issues, there was more than to it than just being nauseated. I decided to foretell Dr. Ronda.

"Hey cutie, what makes you call me, horny again are you ?"She says in a cute joking manner.

"Well, my aphrodisiac Darling River, I'm actually calling you to please generate Dakota a call. She is skipping lunch with the gang and is headed back to the house. I'm sure that I'm just being a big old worry-wort, but I want to err on the sign of caution. Will you check on her as a party favor to me ? '' I ask.

"Darling, for you I'd do just about anything. I'll outcry her when we hang-up. But don't be surprised if I'm at your house collecting my doctor fees,"She gives me a quick phone kiss and knack up.

Jill rubs my book binding, she knows that I'm worried.

Jill's headphone buzzes.

"how-do-you-do, this is Jill Henry Graham Greene,"she says.

There's a pause as I can only learn Jill's incline of the conversation.

"Yes, tomorrow sunrise would be fine. We'll see you then. Have a great day !"She says before hanging up.

"What was that all about ?"I ask.

"A large shareholder of First Duke of Marlborough Downs wants to buy all of our horse racetrack. He's put an investor mathematical group together and they would care to come across with us tomorrow morning at the hawk. They wanted to hold sure they were not intruding on any funeral or family time with respect to Bob Jaxson."She says to me.

"fountainhead, darling, you've told me that the tracks are enceinte hard cash cows, their operating monetary value and liability insurance have gone up exponentially. I was thinking about the financials you sent me and maybe selling one, two, or all of them would be a trade good idea. What do you opine ?"I say to Jill as we go inside the restaurant.

"If we can, I say trade them all. Right now, they are all in the melanize, but it wouldn't take much for that to change."Jill tells me as I hold her seat out for her.

"Didn't we get them in the Happy, Happee Limo raft ? Weren't they bought under the limousine license and we acquired them for next to nothing like the recording studio ?"I ask.

"Yes, we did. Let me take a quick look but off the top of my head we may be able-bodied to get them to take the whole package, including that one in upstate New York that hasn't made money in three or four years."Jill says. I just screw it when she gets into the business mode, she is so sexy then.

The owner comes over to greet us. Before we even say anything, he has two bottle of Chianti and three baskets of ail simoleons being delivered to the board. He also has several glasses of water. Fred had mentioned that we would like water with the meal. The owner did enquire where Fred was. I told him he is running one of our company nursing home, as she wasn't feeling well.

"moldiness have eaten Hellenic language nutrient, too lots lamb,"the owner says laughing. We all chuckled along with him.

I leaned over to Jill and asked,"ducky do you possess a company tick with you ? I'll need one for after tiffin,"I say to her quietly.

"Sure, let me get you one out of my pocketbook,"she says reaching into her bag.

"What's it for ?"She asks.

"I promised something and it's meter to pay up,"I say avoiding the very answer with all the ears around listening.

It wasn't very long before photographic plate full of spaghetti and meat sauce started arriving at the board. It didn't even dawn on me until we were eating that Diane did not link us.

"Darling, have you seen Diane ?"I ask Jill.

"Um, occur to think about it, no,"she replies.

"Jennifer, where's Diane ?"I ask.

"Didn't she tell you ? She went to the agency since she was uncomfortable with handling a gun. She said you told her it was optional,"Jen replies.

"Of course of action, it was optional. I just don't commend her saying she was uncomfortable with guns,"I reply.

I get up and walk around the table and squat down adjacent to John.

"Hey, where's Diane ?"

"She's at work. She didn't want to do the gun thing, but she felt she should be at work if not with us. I told her she was being overly sensitive, but she's severe about making certain you're happy with her,"John tells me.

"Dial her up for me on your phone please,"I ask John.

John takes out his telephone and dials it and hands it to me.

"HI HUNNY BUNNY,"Diane says thinking it was John the Divine calling her.

"Well, hi back Diane,"I say to her chuckling.

"OH SHIT"she replies.

"favourite, why are you at employment ? This was supposed to be an jaunt day for everyone,"I say to her.

"pop, I screwed up before. I want you to reckon good of me. I figured that if I wasn't at the gun thing, then I should be here at my desk working,"she says back.

"Well, darling, we're missing you. No one is here to slap John upside his head when he says something stupid,"I say to her trying to be funny.

I add,"ducky, can we bring you lunch or something to eat ?"

"No, I just had a match of sandwiches that I made before I left the theater this morning time plus, I have a little salad to have in a bit,"she says back.

'' Diane, are you taking the prenatal vitamins as Dr. Ronda suggested ? '' I ask.

"Well, I keep forgetting,"she says.

"OK but know that we'll talk about fixing that tonight. I want you to induce a bright beautiful child, even if bathroom is the male parent,"I say looking at John Lackland and laughing. She laughs as well, even John chuckles.

I tell her that I'll see her tonight and hand the phone back to John.

I walk back down to my keister. I stop at Sharon and lean in an ask her,"Will you move down by me please ?"

I hold my hand out and help her up from the board. We walk down to my smirch. One of the CG boys brings her chair. Jill scooches over and wrench my hot seat over as well making room for Sharon.

I put her plate of food down at the void place, postponement for the chair to be set in place and keep Sharon's manus as she sits down.

Just as I sit down following to her, I see Fred manner of walking in the restaurant. He gives me a quick ovolo up, so I know what I asked him to do is done.

"WOW, lunch with the boss, '' Sharon says smiling.

"How has the day been so far ?"I ask.

"Oh, my goodness. This has been a crazy day. The gun mountain chain, the course of instruction about how to handle a gun, luncheon here, this is an awesome work day,"She says with a big grinning on her face.

"Good, we have an errand to run after lunch before we head back to the Chateau. Oh, by the way, Jill and I need to reserve the big conference room tomorrow. I don't know how farseeing we'll need it but let me leger it for the entire day. Also, we need to experience chocolate, water, juice ready for tomorrow. We have an investing grouping meeting Jill and me tomorrow. Can you have that ready for us ? '' I ask of her.

Sharon stops eating and dials up the office and has a nimble conversation with soul and in just a yoke of hour she has everything set up. I smile and thank her. She goes back to eating. As Fred joins us, everyone welcome's him. He sits down next to Bobby and Sammy who are stuffing their faces almost as dissipated as John, which I didn't think anyone could even total close.

We all sit and take our time enjoying the solid food and the friendship of everyone at the table. Fred tells me that Dakota got a call in the car from Dr. Ronda and that she will block by tonight just to match on Dakota.

"Oh, yeah sir, she told Dakota to tell you that your bill is yesteryear due,"He says to me.

I just laugh.

We spend about an hour before I see virtually everyone done. Jill and I exchange item, I give her some Cash to pay for the meal and she gives me a company check.

I get up and thank everyone telling them I need to point to the office for a bit asking Sharon to bring together me. She willingly agrees.

CHAPTER 3

We walk outside the eatery and there is a Town car waiting for us. I hold the door undefended for Sharon and get in with her. The driver already knows where we are headed. Sharon asks,"Why are we heading to the office ?"

"We're not,"

"But you said…."she says.

"Just trust me,"I tell her.

We don't locomotion too far, about three miles before we pull into our destination. A Mercedes dealership. Sharon's eyes get big then tear up. I just smile. The driver pulls the car up to the front doors of the dealership. We get out and walk inside.

We meet a receptionist, who inquires why we are there. I just think to myself early than cars what are they selling ?

"Ma'am, we would wish to utter to your newest sales rep,"I tell the receptionist.

She picks up the phone and telephone dial soul up.

"She'll be right here. Would you wish some coffee or bottled H2O while you wait ?"The receptionist asks.

"No thank you, we're fine. How retentive until the sales rep is here ? '' I ask.

From behind me, I hear, `` how-do-you-do, I'm told you asked for me ?"a young voice says.

We turn around and see a lovely young woman standing with a big smile on her face.

"I'm Brandi Johansson. My friends phone me BJ. Do I know you from somewhere because you don't spirit familiar to me,"she asks.

"Ms. Johansson, you don't know us. I asked for the newfangled sales representative,"I answer as I try not to be obvious that I'm looking her body over. I guess I wasn't that subtle as I feel a poke in the ribs from Sharon.

"Please call me BJ,"she says making Sharon and me smile.

"OK, BJ, we're here to buy this young lady a car,"I tell her.

"fountainhead sir, we don't sell cars,"she replies.

"Um, then what are those things parked all over your lot and inside this building ?"I ask now that she has me curious.

"Those automobiles sir are Mercedes Benz, the all right automobile on the planet,"she says with a big smiling on her face.

"But they're still cars are they not ?"I ask.

"wellspring, um……yes, I guess they are,"She says a bit more subdued.

"facial expression BJ, we already know the eccentric of MERCEDES. We just need to pick out color and option and check to see if you have it in stock,"I tell her.

"Um, OK. Which one do you need ?"She asks.

"It's not for me. It's for Sharon,"I tell her turning and looking at Sharon.

"Hello Ms. Sharon, your Dad says you only have to foot out the color and the alternative,"BJ says.

"My DAD ? No honey, he's my genus Bos,"Sharon says with a bit of red to her face.

"Oh WOW, I wish more chief bought cars for their people,"BJ says.

"Um, did you just call off them cars ?"I ask smiling.

"Yeah, sorry. They make a big deal in training to not call them cars,"she tells us.

"BJ let's start over. Hi, I'm David Greene. This is my construction handler Sharon. My troupe is buying her a car of her choice and she chose a Mercedes. Can you help us ?"I say to her.

'' Yes, sir. I would be happy to assist you. Do you have a model picked out and do you sleep together what color is usable in the mannequin ?"She asks.

"BJ I was hoping for an E year,"Sharon says.

"Which E class and what semblance,"BJ asks.

"Do you have an E-300 in either red or blue ?"Sharon inquires.

'' Yes, Ma'am. We have one of each. They are also available in shameful, silver, and white,"she explains.

"David, I would really lie with a red one, if that's OK with you,"Sharon asks.

"Darling, it's your car, chose what you want,"I tell her.

"BJ may I see the red one ?"

"Certainly, please stick with me. I just have to stop at our security measures desk usher them your license and get the headstone,"she explains.

We both get our licenses out and handwriting them to BJ. As she walks away from us, I again get poked in the rib with Sharon saying in my ear,"Bet you'd like a shot at her eh ?"chuckling as she says it.

"Would you expect anything lupus erythematosus from your chief ?"I reply smiling the whole time.

BJ stops at the security system desk who takes our licenses and runs them through a machine before he hands them back to her and gives her a set of key as well.

We walk over to BJ and she takes us by golf cart to a row of E social class Mercedes. Sharon's eyes light up when she sees the red one. She grabs my bicep and credit crunch as she is excited like a child on Christmas morning.

BJ begins her ramble about owning a Mercedes. 50 coats of pigment, 15 coating of clear lacquer, 5-star crash rating, hand-stitched leather bottom, seating for five, rear view camera, rant, blah, blah. My eyes roll listening to the make speech about the Mercedes.

"BJ can we assume the vehicle for a test thrust ?"I ask.

She opens the door and Sharon gets in the device driver's keister. I get in the game seat and BJ gets in the passenger side. Once we are all in and secured with the hindquarters belt, she hands Sharon the key fob. Sharon starts the car. She is so wind up that her hired man are almost shaking.

Sharon listens intently to BJ excuse things about this manikin. I just sit back and heed. The tryout drive takes more than an hour as BJ wanted Sharon to know all the lineament of the car.

"BJ what did you do before selling Mercedes ?"I ask. Sharon looks at me through the rearview mirror and smiles. She knows I'm up to something.

"I bounced around from one retail job to another while finishing college. I began dating this guy, an senior guy, who told me I would make up lots of money selling these machine. I've been working here 3 month now and have not sold even one car. I've gotten close twice, but they did not dispose for funding. I feel like I got hoodwinked, but I owe them for 12 weeks of a draw poker with no sales,"she explains to Sharon and me.

"Do you like doing this job ? Selling cars, I mean."I ask.

'' At initiative, yes. It was fun and exciting all new, but now it is getting more depressing by the day. I 'm pitiful, I should n't be telling you all this, '' she says.

"Then, tell me what did you go to college for and what would you wish to do ?"I ask.

"Well sir, I only got my AA degree in business finance. I would really care to make an office job working regular hours but feeling like I was accomplishing things,"BJ tells me.

"Great, then come oeuvre for me. I think Sharon needs an assistant. What do you say, Sharon, would you like an help ? '' I say smiling to her.

"Absolutely Boss !"She says back.

"BJ, I saw a car next to this one in a beautiful blueness, is that the Sami as this red one ?"I ask.

"Oh no sir, that one is more expensive. This one that we're in is $ 61,000 that downcast one you saw is $ 83,000,"she tells us.

As Sharon pulls the car back onto the lot of the Mercedes dealership BJ directs her where to park the vehicle.

"fountainhead, Sharon is this your car, or do you want to screen private road something else ?"I ask.

"You know I want this one, why are you teasing me ?"She says smiling.

"Because I can,"I say to her laughing.

"Let's go inside and talk to your gross sales director,"I tell BJ.

We get out and oral sex inside. She stops at the security desk and hands the key fob back to the security guard. She walks us to this diminutive billet with a cheap desk that has two crappy operose charge plate death chair. She tells us she will be correct back with her sales event manager.

It only takes a couple of minutes before she appears with a guy who epitomizes the identical definition of a employ car salesman. She introduces him as Tony Rollo.

"hi sir, I'm Tony Rollo, sales manager. BJ tells me that you're looking to buy that Nice red E300. She's a beauty, isn't she ?"He says to me, but what I hear in my head is blah, blah, fustian. My head likened the sound to the teacher's voice in the old Charlie Brown cartoons.

"Tony, I am interested in that car. What is the undecomposed OUT THE DOOR Leontyne Price you can give me ?"I ask.

"Well, you're in luck, we have a great deal on special financing for all new customers,"he begins.

"Tony, Tony, stop right field there. I asked for your best out the doorway price,"I tell him.

"well sir, we haven't discussed…."

I cut him off mid-sentence."Mr. Rollo, do you want to make a sales agreement, or do you want to waste my time. I have little patience for time wasting. I work for a aliveness. If you can't tell me what I asked you for either get your party boss or I'm going to your competition,"I tell him sternly. I see BJ's heart get larger. Apparently, she hasn't seen anyone put Mr. Rollo in his place.

"Sir, I'll be right on back with my boss. The proprietor of the dealership,"He gets up sounding a bit defeated.

He returns a match of minutes of late with a slender man.

"Sir, this is Klaus. He owns this dealership,"Tony tells me.

Klaus extends his hand and we shake.

"Mr. Klaus, we came in here to buy a Mercedes. No funding just to buy the darn car. Yet, your man here seems to want to waste my clock time. I work for a animation and would like to get back to doing what I do. So, I'll ask you the Lapplander question What is the full out the doorway cost on that red Mercedes that we just examine horde with this hardworking ma'am BJ ?"I say in a fundament voice, now getting a bit annoyed.

"That car sir goes for $ 61,000 but I can let you have it for $ 58,500,"He says to me.

"And what if we want the blue one ?"I ask.

"Oh sir, that one is more expensive. The MSRP is $ 83,000 but I can let you accept it for $ 79,500,"He tells me.

"And that's your best monetary value to me and these are out the room access terms, tax, tag, and all your little preprinted fees ?"I ask.

"OK, I'll take both and I want your assurance that BJ here gets the credit rating for the sale. I'm only here because she worked so hard on this sales event. If I didn't need to get back to exercise soon, I would hold just left and gone to your contention. How tenacious do you think this will take ?"I say with an air of superiority.

"Sir, we will throw all the paperwork done and the cars gear up in less than 90 minutes. Will that be sufficient ?"Klaus says to us. However, I see Sharon having a hard fourth dimension sitting still in her chair, the uncomfortable chair.

'' Mr. Klaus, can we prompt to somewhere that is more comfortable. These chairs really suck to sit in,"I say to him.

He leads us to another much more plush berth. I see the nameplate on the door that it belongs to Mr. Rollo.

We go in and sit down. BJ tries to let off herself to go back out forepart to await for another customer.

"Oh no BJ, you get to stay put in here with us. You're our sales somebody you get to glean the rewards of selling us not one but TWO motorcar,"I say to her in social movement of Mr. Rollo.

He nods telling her to sit down and link up us while the new car get-ready department preps the two cars and their back-office masses prepare all the paperwork.

The three of us chat and laugh about lots of things. Sharon goes on a cut-rate sale slant to BJ about how good of a boss I've been. She tells her about today's adventure, the gun stove, the socio-economic class on gun refuge, the mythic lunch, and now getting her a new car. I think to myself that BJ is truly a dish. She is certainly more beautiful than the Twin Corey and Christmas carol While she is no Jill, nor Dakota, nor even Amy for that topic she is quite beautiful, you can see it.

A conservatively dressed lady comes into the place and sits down across the desk from us. She turns her paperwork around so we can see the two gross revenue contracts as she goes over them line by short letter. Once she is done, she asks for defrayal. I write out the chip to the name of the dealership and in the amount of $ 138,000, signing my name at the undersurface. She looks at the impediment and asks if I'm the new CEO of the companionship that she saw on MSNBC. When I tell her that I am, she asks if she could get a cell telephone set picture of us. I tell her only if our cut-rate sale person BJ is in the photo.

The three of us stand together, the lady flanking me as the back-office lady snaps three pictures trying to prepare sure she gets a salutary one. I ask that a copy goes to BJ as her first sales event. She assures me that one will.

"BJ how close to breakeven does this sales agreement get you ?"I ask her.

"Pretty close, maybe even a iota ahead,"she says.

"Please go get our dear Mr. Rollo,"I say to BJ.

Sharon knows what's coming next, of course, I have n't been shy about matter, I just do n't like Mr. Rollo.

"Ah, Mr. Hrolf, I want to thank you. You made it easy for BJ to quit your firm. I'm taking her with us. If you think she still owes your firm money, feel disengage to air me the visor. I'll have my forensic legal team go over what you say she owes you line by personal line of credit. Should we retrieve even one centime out of situation, I'll have no choice but to file complaints with the Golden State wagerer Business Bureau, the California department of Business, AAA, and any other agency I can recall of. Please tell Mr. Klaus we thank him. Goodbye Mr. Rollo, '' I say to him as I get up and lead with BJ and Sharon.

As we walk to the door, I mitt BJ the cay to the Amytal car.

"I want you to follow Sharon and me to my house,"I say to her.

BJ stops, turns around and runs over to a desk. She opens the buttocks draftsman and pulls out a bag. She walks back over to me, stopping at the security system desk and handing over her keys and security tag to the sentry duty and says goodbye to him.

"BJ, please paw me your phone,"I say to her.

She hands me her phone. I put my cellular phone number and the address of the Chateau on her phone and enjoin her to use the car 's GPS to get to my house. She hesitantly agrees. I can tell that she is very spooky. I just turned her life upside down, but hopefully for the better.

As I get into the red Mercedes with Sharon, my phone buzz. It's Jill.

'' Hey, there Sexy. What's up ?"I say to her.

"Did you just buy Sharon a Mercedes ? They called to verify that you had the sureness to sign a check for that total,"Jill says to me.

"well, Sharon has a new car. I'm very gladiolus that I fulfilled my promise to her when I hired her. Hey, I have an idea about tomorrow, let me talk to you when we get home, oh, and I have another new person to join our chemical group. I hired our car sales rep,"I say to Jill.

"How blonde is she ?"Jill asks laughing.

"Sharon, William Tell Jill what you think of BJ,"I say to Sharon.

"Jill, she's beautiful. I'd do her in a second, you would also. I can't wait until you see the car that David bought for me,"Sharon says as she hands the phone back to me. It dawns on me that we'll need BJ to set up the blue tooth in both cars when we get to the house.

As we turn down the service road to the house, I see in my eyeshade mirror BJ's face. She is astounded at the dwelling. We pull into the courtyard of the Chateau. I see the gate guys have installed the gate, but it is still in the open location. I also see the security system guys van here. Although, I don't see the safe guy's vehicle.

Sharon parks her car in the absolute shopping mall of the court. BJ parks the dark car next to Sharon's car. We get out of the cars and head to the door. BJ is shocked and amazed. When we open the door and go inside, I was worried for a second that she might just authorise out. Her head is swirling, and she is spinning around trying to see everything. Sharon takes her hand and tells her to follow her.

Jill and Dakota come bouncing over to me. Both of my noblewoman give me a big romantic candy kiss. I take Jill by the hand and take her exterior to the courtyard. I ask her,"Jilly, what's your favorite color ?"

"Amytal"

"OH, MY GAWD, DAVID, IS THAT FOR ME ?"She says screaming with excitement. Dakota follows her over to the car. I toss her the key fob and secernate her to take it for a twisting. Both she and Dakota get in the car. They slowly circle around and then peel out of the courtyard heading down the service of process route at some ungodly speed, screaming all the way.

I shake my head word and walk back inside. Sharon comes bouncing over to me and gives me a huge passionate kiss, right in front man of BJ. When she breaks from the candy kiss, she takes BJ's hand and tells her that she's going to get a tour of duty of the shack.

They bound off together. I smell some good intellectual nourishment cooking, clearly, Sammy and Bobby are working. I go into the kitchen and ask what smells so good.

"I'm making Grilled Chicken to flip into freshly made alfredo and egg bonce. Sammy is making some digit nutrient appetiser and I think he's going to get a multiple layered vanilla and strawberry cake for afters,"Bobby tells me. I look at the microwave clock and see that it is after 5pm. I feel bush and sit down at the table.

I have a delicate pair of hands cover my eyes, but by the fragrance, I can order that the hands belong to Amy.

"Hi Daddy, you have a guest on their way over. She says you owe her for an amateur bank bill. pappa, I thought Jill handled all the posting ?"She asks.

"Yes, my dear, Jill does take charge of all the genuine banknote. However, I'm guessing that our guest is Dr. Ronda. She's referring to wanting to play with me, she hasn't had the opportunity in a while. Oh, Amy, this is BJ. I hired her away from the car franchise. She's going to be Sharon's assistant at the war hawk, so please make her feeling welcome,"I say to Amy.

"Um, Mr. Graham Greene,"BJ begins to say.

"David,"I correct her.

"Or papa,"Amy interjects.

"OK, David. Who are you ? I mean this house is big than the shops that I go shopping in. And you seem to have beautiful cleaning woman bouncing all around here. Are you, um, Hugh Hefner or individual like that ?"BJ asks me.

"No, Hugh Heffner changed the world. He made nude picture show of char into a worldwide magazine publisher. I 'm just trying to fix my fellowship, Jaxson Inc."I say to her.

"BJ, in the test drive you made mention that you dated an older man for a bit who convinced you to go a car salesman ? By chance, was the older guy Mr. Hrolf ?"I ask her.

'' How did you know ? I thought no one knew, '' She says with a dazed look on her face.

"I watched the way you acted around him and the way he dismissed you,"I tell her.

"What do you mean ?"she asks.

"When you thought you were supposed to go back out and wait for another customer, he just dismissed you. No recognition for selling two cars, no thank you for doing a good job. He was content to just let you go away. He really got ticked off when I told him that you were to stay since it was you that made the sales agreement,"I tell her.

"Yeah, he's dating the other new gal. She's even younger than me. She's just barely over 21 and me at 25 is now the old gal. We're the only two lady that work for that franchise, all the other salespeople are men,"she tells me.

Melanie comes around the corner. She kisses me and sits in the chair between BJ and myself.

"Who's this David ?"Mom asks.

"Mom, this is BJ. I hired her away from the car dealership to be Sharon's assistant,"I tell Mom.

"Saint David, this is your Mom ?"BJ asks.

"No darling, I'm Jacques Louis David's boss's widow woman. My married man, Jacques Louis David's hirer just passed away and St. David and Jill brought me back from my house in the Hamptons to give ear out here. Which I'm loving, especially with these cute cat that are here like Bobby and his counterpart Sammy, who is in the early kitchen, '' Mom tells BJ.

I see in BJ's eyes that she has questions, I get up kiss Mom and even osculate BJ on the top of her head and head back towards my sleeping room to strike a quick shower.

When I get to my bedroom, Amy follows me inside.

"Amy, darling, where is everyone ?"

"Well, can and Jennifer went downtown to get Diane from the post. The two CG bozo are international at the pool and the Twin are in the pool with them. Belinda and Allison are working in the studio apartment. Well, you know where Jill and Dakota are. Mom you just saw in the kitchen. Paula went to the limo companionship as she had an issuance she had to compensate. Donna went to the call center, she wanted to check on something that she suspects happens when she's not there, so she wanted to give them a surprise visit. Fred is taking the limo back. I don't know where Marcus is, and Mark Newberg said he would be back after 530pm. And of course, I'm here available to you if you want me, anytime you want me,"Amy says with a twinkle in her eye.

I put my arms around her and pull her to me. She stands on her tippy-toes to osculate me. We stand there for several proceedings just kissing. I pull her tightly to me. She puts her arms around my neck opening. I feel her flyspeck body press itself against me. I hear her groan into my backtalk as we continue our kiss.

I hear a rebuff knock on the bedroom door. I look over to see Sharon and BJ. Sharon brings BJ into the bedroom. She takes Amy's hand and pass out with Amy leaving BJ alone with me in my bedroom. BJ turns around and around looking at the sheer size of the bedroom.

"Sir, I'm not sure how comfortable I feel. This is so surreal. You take me away from the franchise, you bring me to your home base, you have all these beautiful woman. What the heck do you see in me ?"BJ says.

"BJ you're a beautiful woman. Would I like to have physical intimacy with you ? ABSOLUTELY ! But, only if you 're unforced. Everyone who is constituent of my playgroup does this because they love sex and savor making mortal else feel unspoilt. Everything is consensual and none of it has anything to do with their job. Play, don't frolic, it's all up to you. We have spate of good-looking bozo and other than John and Diane and Jill and I everyone is unmarried. John and Diane are engaged, but they play with everyone. Jill and I are married, but we also play with everyone. If you would like to play, just pick someone out and play, we're a very friendly cluster. If you are bisexual person, virtually all our charwoman here are bisexual. If you know what a swinger is, that probably defines us the just,"I say to her.

"I don't know. I'm uneasy. Sharon can't discontinue talking about you and your power to please a woman. But I see this beautiful lilliputian woman who just left this room, what 's her epithet, Amy ? How do I contend with that ? '' She asks.

'' BJ, this is not a challenger. As I said, we are just a friendly bunch. When Marcus gets here, I want to introduce him to you. He 's just a bit sometime than you but he 's a real number lover. All the women just have it away to play with him. I think that he would be a great first guy to take on with."I tell her.

"Well, sir, if you think he's a good one to start with, I'll be uncoerced to try. At some point, can I mold my way up to you ?"She asks. Somehow, I just knew that this doubt was lurking in her head.

"Darling, you don't need to work up to me. I'm useable to you virtually anytime. Although, I do consume a dear friend who wants to fiddle with me tonight coming over, Dr. Ronda,"I say to her.

I step forward. I put my munition around her and be given in and kiss her. She responds a bit more than I anticipated. Her backtalk parts and her clapper snakes its way into my oral cavity. I feel my tool beginning to camp out my dress knickers. She feels it as well, reaching down and squeezing my nearly erect dick. I caress her back. I begin to unbutton her blouse. I let it drop to the storey. I reach around and unclasp her bra letting it also fall to the floor. She begins to unbutton my shirt letting it fall to the floor as well. Her work force begin to explore my bureau as she pulls my tee shirt over my head. I scoop her up in my arm, honeymoon manner and lay her on the play bed. I slide her slacks off her. I see that she has these precious beige lace step-in. I remove them. While I'm standing at the side of meat of the bed, I unbuckle my own pants letting them fall to the base. I slide my boxershorts down as well. I hear a small gasp as she sees my hard cock pointing to the ceiling.

I get into the bed, moving my boldness between her thighs and leaning in to lick her womanhood. She spreads her legs seizing my whisker and pulling me into her. I begin to work and give suck her tasty sex. I feel her getting wetter with each lick. I gently put two fingers inside of her scraping on her G-spot. This makes her moan loudly as she splashes my hand and wrist. She is moaning loudly now, pulling her knees up towards her face giving me More access to her womanhood. I keep curling my finger's breadth inside of her making her orgasm Thomas More and more until the big one hit like a mac truck.

"OH GAWD Saint David, THIS FEELS SO WONDERFUL, YOU ARE SO AMAZING, SHARON IS RIGHT, YOU ARE AN AWESOME LOVER,"she says to me as a immense orgasm roller through her body.

Another orgasm rolls through her body as I keep curling my fingers on her G-spot."OH DAVID, I'M CUMMING SO HARD….SO HARD….SO….HAA,"She doesn't finish the phrase as a third orgasm rolled through veracious on top of the second one. I let her gain her senses after the thirdly orgasm. I pull her in closing curtain and just kiss her. She wraps her legs around me and displume me in tightly.

"David, this is so often estimable than anything that I've experienced before. Thank you for taking me away from that horrible place. I guess at some full stop I need to go household and prepare for tomorrow,"she says to me.

"BJ, you don't need to go nursing home tonight. I have plenty of room here. We'll workplace something out. I just know you will love our mathematical group. This is only the beginning of your sexual awakening,"I tell her.

She pulls herself into me and kisses me passionately. She lays her promontory on my breast and just Menachem Begin to circulate her fingers through my chest hair. It doesn't take hanker before I hear her lightly snoring as she has fallen asleep in my arms.

I hear Bobby and Sammy announce that dinner is fix. I gently get up from underneath BJ and question out, putting on my hoops boxershorts and a tee shirt. I leave my sleeping accommodation door spread. When I get to the animation room, Dakota and Jill are just coming back in with immense smile on their faces. Clearly, they loved Jill 's new car. I got kisses from Dakota and a large kiss from Jill. I whisper in Jill 's ear that we have a new member of the playgroup in our maneuver bed. Jill grinning and says, `` Well, that did n't take very long, '' giggling at me.

We all head down to the kitchen to get some nutrient. I see whoremonger and Jennifer and Diane are all here. Amy asks me if I enjoyed the new gal, I just nodded yes. She smiled and said,"I suspected you would,"smiling the completely time.

I made myself a big plateful of food. I thought about just how nice my life sentence has become since I became a chauffeur. Tomorrow is another day and Jill and I must meet this investment group about the gymnastic horse tracks. We all eat our dinner enjoying each other's company.

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