The Chauffeur ( # 27 ) Getting Back to wreak

By : PABLO DIABLO

copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

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

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

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

Logging into my work email, there was another 350 emails. I scanned through them. commencement one that I stopped on was from the trucking company trough. He was asking for another society of tires. He said that he now has a waiting list since we have priced them down so far that many independent teamster have begun to ask to be put on a list and to let them eff when More tires will be in-stock.

I sat back in my chair. Maybe we stumbled onto something. I sent a follow-up email to that manager telling him that I would Order another deal of the greatly increased parliamentary procedure from BF Goodrich. I also asked if we should be expanding the tire distribution to other nerve center since we have a standing waiting list. I followed up that electronic mail with another one to the BF Goodrich tyre guy. However, this meter I sent him an extra list of 15 extra locations that I want tires sent. I also inquired about the retread plant in Texas.

I saw multiple electronic mail from several news show organizations. I read a dyad, but the one that caught my attention was one from Jim Cramer and the Mad Money producer. She invited me to hold an consultation with Jim via phone, via TV, or their hope, in person in New York metropolis. I replied to them saying that I needed a couple of calendar week to transition but would be willing to add up to New York for the in the flesh interview.

In my email rested one from FedEx. They referred to respective software package from a R. Jaxson that will be delivered to our planetary house today or tomorrow.

Further scanning brought me to one from the chef at Melanie's home base. He asked if he could inquire what the job might be that I referred to, what would be the hours, would it be broad clock time as he didn't think that his armed service with Melanie would be needed much longer. He also attached a survey for me to seem at to avow his qualifications and education. I made note to chaffer with Melanie about this guy.

I began to read the ‘ read only'emails, disposing them after. I was listening to some old blues medicine when I felt a pair of lip on the back of my neck. I stared straight ahead thinking to myself ‘ who belongs to these soft lips'?

A single fingerbreadth began playing with my ear all the while the lips kept kissing the back of my neck with an occasional tongue lick.

Then, a gentle whisper in my ear as one earbud was removed,"pop is it ?"

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

Slowly, I turned around. It was Melanie. She was standing there naked. My cock sprang to liveliness. Again, just something about her made me need her. I stood up from the board, removing my other earbud. I pulled her in tightly. She slipped a fingerbreadth from each hand into the cincture of my underdrawers and pushed them down.

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

"Did you have something wicked in intellect, my love ?"I ask.

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

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

I take her by the hand and lead her to our bedroom. When I open the doorway, we see trick and Marcus having their way with Jill. She is the middle of a spit-roast. Melanie blush and tries to change state around and take the air away. I put my arm around her waist and perpetrate her into the bedroom.

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

"Jill, honey, Melanie would care to demand your place. Care to interchange ?"I say loudly.

Jill responds by waving Melanie over to the bed. I push Mel towards the triad. Jill stops sucking Marcus'stopcock and unplugs herself from St. John the Apostle's massive tool. She pulls Melanie onto the bed.

"valet be nice to her,"is all that Jill says before getting out of the gaming bed.

St. John the Apostle leans his face down and puts it between Melanie's legs as Marcus positions her to be on all fours. Greedily, she begins to cream and suck Marcus'still hard rooster. It is twitching with excitement.

Jill and I walk over to the play bed. Jill starts playing with King John's turncock from behind him and I begin stroking Melanie's back gently.

I whisper in her ear as I hear her slurp on Marcus,"Do you have any idea how aphrodisiac you look with a hard-young putz in your lip and lavatory getting you wet enough for his sawhorse cock to invade your wonderful snatch ?"

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

I see John the Divine revoke his prick up and slide it into Melanie, whose eyes just roll to the dorsum of her question. Gospel According to John began slowly and gently fucking her. He put his hands on her hips to control her motion. As time wore on, he began to increase his rhythm.

Marcus tells Melanie that he's about to cum. She keeps up her efforts of licking and sucking him. He erupts into her rima oris. A small bit dribbles out the slope of her mouth running down to the bottom of her cheek before finally dropping off her face and onto the bed.

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

Jill directs me to get up on the bed where Marcus was second ago. She decided that she wants some aid from both me and Melanie. She strokes my cock making certain it is severe. She points to my cock and gently pushes Melanie's head towards my manhood.

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

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

Melanie pauses for just a instant inhaling Jill's intoxicatingly wonderful muliebrity before snaking her tongue through her woman-folds. Jill leans back onto me, squirming her beautiful ass. I wasn't sure which got her going more, being the shopping centre of Melanie and I's sex sandwich or maybe my strong cock into her ass or Melanie's tongue exploring Jill's sex. It really didn't matter, two guys, two ladies, caboodle of fun.

John finally hit his orgasmic blossom,"OH roll in the hay ME. THIS IS SO make love GREAT, screw MEEEEEEE,"he announces to the room in general.

tone privy's cock erupting into Melanie, made her turn a loss post licking Jill for just a couple of moments. Jill giggled and said to me,"guess John had to mould off all that food somehow,"I laughed.

After John was finished cumming into Melanie, he did something that I didn't expect him to do. He came around to Melanie, thanked her, and leaned down to kiss her. After they broke from the kiss, Saint John the Apostle took a yoke of licks on Jill's pussy and even jokingly poked her protruded button. Jill moaned a thank you. Saint John kissed Jill and turned to leave the room.

Melanie stopped licking Jill and said to whoremonger,"will I get to fuck you again ? Your stopcock is the biggest that I've ever had, and I would care to a greater extent, if you're willing,"she says to him in a serious manner.

St. John the Apostle turns on his bounder and comes back to the bed saying,"Ma'am, you can give me anytime you want. That is one of the nicest things anyone has ever said to me,"before he leaned into her again, kissing her, although this time much more passionately.

When they broke, he kissed her nozzle and then the top of her forehead before getting back up off the bed and heading out.

Jill said to me,"Saint John really is beginning to take on your lineament. He's basically a miniskirt you. He's now fucking with a bit of a genius not just slamming that huge cock into individual,"Jill says in a low musical note as Melanie has gone back to lacing and sucking on Jill as my cock is still buried into Jill's anal retentive cavity.

I can sense Jill's body generate her away as small orgasms are rolling through her.

"Jill my dear, Melanie asked to play with you. I think over the future bit you and her need to do things together, shop class, fuck, more shopping, and flock more blinking,"I say smiling as I feel her wiggle her ass sideways from Melanie's tongue.

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

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

Jill who was now just leaning on my chest came first,"OH FUCK ME, MELANIE YOU DO SUCH A WONDERFUL JOB WITH THAT TONGUE OF YOURS,"as I feel her body tense up as a vast orgasm pounds my Jill's body.

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

Melanie stops licking and rolls onto her rachis exhausted and almost breathless. I untangle myself from Jill's ass as my cock begins to deflate. I get up from the bed and foreland into the bathroom to clean myself up.

While I was in there, I heard conversation between Jill and Melanie. Couldn't quite hear the words, but I heard the part take in enough.

After stepping out of the shower and drying off, I heard summoning of God Maker. This prison term it was Melanie once again. She was hitting her orgasmic pinnacle on all cylinder. I peeked my header out of the can just in sentence to see Jill's human face buried into Melanie. Mel's unharmed body shook as one orgasm after another rolled through her body.

Jill was relentless. She didn't let up as Melanie orgasmed over and over."OH GAWD JILL, YOU'RE qualification ME CUM SOOOOOOOOOOO…."Her voice trailed off as another vast orgasm ravaged her body.

After several minute of Jill laying waste to Melanie's kitty-cat, Mel begged for Jill to finish, she didn't think she had any more leave to give. Jill moved up and kissed her face before wrapping her arms around Mel. They both were satisfied. They stayed tangled up and slowly tried to fight back off the monster known as sleep.

I smiled and stepped back into the john to throw away my towel into the hamper. My laptop was calling, in my head at least.

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

CHAPTER 2

When I woke it was Monday and I needed to get back to work. The weekend was different to say the least, a big party, followed by a trip to Bob Jaxson's funeral, then back abode bringing Melanie Jaxson with us. Jill was sleeping peacefully next to me in bed. Melanie wasn't in the room any longer. I quickly showered, put on some dress shorts and a clean tee shirt and headed towards the kitchen.

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

In less than 18 hours, my work email went from the LE than 200 I had left it at to over 450. Really ? 450 ?

So, I began the appendage of scanning through looking for ones that were not read-only. First one that I found was from Roger. He explained what had happened at the Pinetree in New Orleans. Seems that a couple of brotherhood guys were holding a party, put the location on sociable mass medium. The company grew exponentially and soon there were so many drunk college kidskin that one of them tried diving into the pool from the second-floor roof. He didn't make the parachuting successfully. To try and hide the screwup, several of them set fire to the room, thus causing an evacuation of the entire hotel.

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

After Roger's email, there was one from the BF Goodrich guy. He sent another reach out tire parliamentary law, however he did some math and sent additional tires to the 15 new placement, at BF Goodrich's cost as a thank you for being such a good customer. He also said that the first 5 tractor trailers of old tires had arrived at the recap placement and will be made new and sent back.

I found myself going back to Melanie's chef email. I responded to him that I have a need to help several of our eating house location to engineer and crap the worker's lives much easier. I asked him how much he made working for Melanie. I also told him that this spot would postulate him to travel via commercial air hose. I told him that I would experience a discussion with Melanie about him and sent the email.

The guy that Roger had selected to care firearms training was confirming our class Tuesday at 10am at the local pistol range. He said that those who don't own a firearm, he would have several with him. I thanked him and confirmed the date/time.

I saw an email from Jennifer's phone reminding me that I wanted her to ensure out other big office building. She had design for a visit to Atlanta mid-week, just a quick round trip-up. She was booked on Delta each way. However, she was asking if she should take Diane with her to take her away from her mad mom, Nikki. I replied that if she felt it to be the right thing to do, then do it. However, be sure to fly first off class, no need to fly coach. Then a sentiment came to me, do we need a locomotion agent on board as character of the HR mathematical group ? Outside of the two private cat valium, there is a orotund amount of traveling. Maybe having an experienced locomotion agent might help defray some costs and do away with multiple stops.

To help eradicate some of the mass emails, I looked for ones that had the same lead-in and thus being replied ‘ to all ’. I figured out that I only needed to read the most Recent epoch one, thus giving me access to all the remark and still getting the information being passed along.

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

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

As I was listening to medicine from the 80's a brace of implements of war wrapped around my neck. One of the manpower removed an earbud. I felt lips kissing my ear. Whom could it be ?

In a barely hearable whisper I heard,"Daddy, can I own your baby too ?"I was sure at this full stop it was Jill having some fun with me. I turned around and was shocked to see, Melanie. She giggled at my shock. She explained that she knew that Jill and I were trying to conceive our own nipper and thought she would build light of it.

I stood up and put my weapon around her, pulling her into me. I could feel my pecker beginning to go up. She obviously felt it as well, putting her hand down my drawers and taking hold of my now concentrated cock. She gently stroked it. For some reasonableness, I just wanted to brush everything off the mesa and lay her down putting my putz into her. She undid my shorts and underdrawers letting the fall to the floor.

I reached down and lifted her up. She wrapped her legs around me as I positioned her wet pussy over my manhood. I lowered her down gently.

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

"Mel, you don't need to hurry home, let's call this place your West Coast home,"I say to her trying to make her spirit more at ease.

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

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

"OH, MY GAWD, DAVID…. I'M CUUUUUMMMMMMIIINNNNNGGGG,"she said breathlessly. Her eyes rolled to the back of her capitulum. She put her principal on my articulatio humeri and began to just whiz.

I just caressed her back while still thrusting myself into her womanly sheepfold. I took a footstep forward pushing her up against one of the bar stools. She leaned backwards and put her arms straight out balancing herself against the bar. I kept my gentle and rhythmic fucking. Her breathing stayed shallow and the stress of her eyes clearly was glazed over.

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

"Not usually, why do you ask ?"

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

"When it is necessary, I do show my facial expression. However, I get more accomplished if the employees don't see me coming. I want a truthful peek at exactly what our customers see. If I announce my arriver, then I get a fancied-up visit and do not get an actual taste of what our customer are usually experiencing. Look at the top 100 companies in the US more than 90 % of their senior management only want to visit the ‘ best'their caller has to volunteer. I take a dissimilar approach shot ; how can I fix it if I don't know what's broken ? Energy Department any of this shuffling sense ?"I say to her.

"Do you remember when you told Bob to fuck off and that you give up ? I told you that he threw his headphone across the elbow room and broke it into various while. Do you vaguely remember that ?"she asks.

"Vaguely ? It feels more like it was last week,"I reply.

"I never fixed that phone. I still have it. It means a lot to me. Until that phone call, I was sure that I was the only one who could elicit that character of choler out of Bob. He was used to steam-rolling people and getting his way all the time. You told him off and before he could fence with you or lambaste you or even rent you out to the woodshed for an posture change, you set him on his heels by quitting and hanging up. That was the exact minute that I knew you were the sodding person to run the company. Bob couldn't have his way with you, yet he respected you because you took responsibleness for your action at law and your business organization determination. Heck, the dark we met you, if you remember, our usual device driver Denise was in some sort of stroke. You and Jill came and got us, you made the determination not to charge us and Jill offered to quit and get me anything that I needed from Walgreen's."Melanie tells me.

"Thank you. That means a lot to me,"I say to her.

Over Melanie's shoulder joint I see my gorgeous married woman, wearing one of my white tee shirts come around the nook into the kitchen. She stops and kisses Mel quite passionately.

"How are you doing Mom ?"Jill asks.

"MOM ? ?"I ask.

"Yeah, I figure that since almost of the ladies here call you pa, maybe I should shout Melanie Mom. Any problems with that ‘ dada'?"Jill says to me all the while smiling her beautiful smile.

"Nope, none at all,"I say knowing there are openhanded things to pretend an payoff about.

I kiss Jill.

"Aren't you done fucking Mom yet ? She might just be tired of your always wanting sex,"Jill says to me giggling.

"Sounds to me like you're covetous or envious,"I reply to her smiling.

"Jilly, you have no idea how practically I'm enjoying this. He can fuck me anytime he wants to. Oh, and that boy, the mini-David fucked me silly yesterday. That boy can fuck !"She says with my shaft still in her.

"Mom, do you leave we were right there ? Yes, John can fuck. He wasn't always that way, he has been a willing student,"Jill explains as she reaches out and twists one of my nipples.

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

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

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

"To stop calling this place the Commune, start calling it the Chateau,"I keep up the increased poking pace.

"Jilly, how does he do this, he just keeps making me cum and cum and cuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmmm,"she says splashing my turncock yet again with her char juice.

As I watched Mom reach a point yet again, Penny came around the turning point, wearing her copper colored collar. I smiled. This was the first time she has openly wore the leash since asking me to be her Master full time.

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

Jill watches with amazement.

Looking down at the floor, centime moves over adjacent to me and sheepishly says,"hello Mom. I'm cent. This is my headmaster. I'm here to help,"she says in a subservient flavour. She kneels side by side to me looking down at the floor.

"David ! You are a Dom as well as being dad ? That's so poise, we need to talk later,"Melanie says.

Jill is just smiling.

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

I withdraw my cock from Melanie and turn my torso towards Penny. She willingly opens her mouth and begins licking and sucking all of Melanie's cleaning lady succus off my peter and balls.

Jill puts her deal behind centime's chief and pushes her face farther towards my pelvis causing her to gag a bit. She swallows hard moving my cock into her pharynx. I thrust a couple of times before I feel that delightful twinge. Without any warning to my submissive I unload the contents of my nut into her belly. Even though this feels wonderful, I look at Melanie's eyes get large. Is she amazed or excited about centime ?

As I finish shooting my entire consignment into cent, it dawns on me that Jill won't get pregnant if I keep dumping all my incumbrance into others without putting any in Jill.

Penny begins to thrash and lactate my cock to clean me up.

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

My mind went into overuse, Melanie my submissive ? sanctum nookie ! THAT would be wonderful, this high beau monde woman of class being completely submissive to someone else. However, I felt that I needed to pick out an capture pinch and think of a classy epithet for her. Princess came to take care, but I need to opine some more on this.

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

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

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

"cent, will you go around and wake up everyone. It's meter to depart getting ready for a day of work,"I direct Penny.

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

Jill reaches into the fridge and pours me a glass of my Ananas comosus juice. She kisses me and enjoin me she's going to change and head up up to the office to do some piece of work. I let her know that I made another order of tires and to delight realize sure as shooting the early measure from BF Goodrich was paid. She said she would acquire concern of it and headed off towards our bedroom.

Melanie took a newspaper publisher towel and wiped up our mess hall off the barstool. Giving herself a immediate rub as well before throwing the newspaper towel into the trash.

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

"No secret. I love sex, it really charges me up. I drink my pineapple juice. I eat regularly and most of all, I don't allow focus to take wait of me all that often. You've met many of the grand people that I call my gaming radical. They help keep me balanced and not all wired up. Trust me, if John keeps playing with you, you'll understand what I'm talking about. adjacent to eating, sex is his main finish in life,"I explain to Mel.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Dakota finally makes an coming into court. I kiss her unspoilt morning. She looks over at the coffee pot and sees it not making coffee yet. Diane gets up and starts making it for her. She smiles and kisses Diane on the cheek. Dakota comes over to me and sits down on my lap, kissing me and telling me ‘ good morning ’.

"Dakota let's admit Melanie to the Hawk. I want to see how the labor ended up. I also want to see Sharon, make indisputable she is OK with our weekend play company. I think she really took to us quite well. Oh, and everyone, just so you all know, please starting calling Melanie MOM. I think she really likes tone that she is section of our household. Jill and I owe her everything, if it wasn't for her and Bob, none of this would have been possible, so please keep doing what you've already been doing, just now, call her Mom,"I explain to everyone who is nodding their heads.

Dakota gets up off my lap and heads to get her earpiece to arrange for a limo to contract us to the Hawk.

Since I still had a pair of minutes before breakfast would be ready, I headed down the hall to set for work.

After getting dressed for piece of work, I went back to the kitchen and ate breakfast. St. John the Apostle had already gobbled up plate number one and was filling his home plate for serving number two. Diane sat quietly eating. Amy had a plate on the counter next to where she was cooking.

"Amy, proceed an eye out for some boxes being delivered by FedEx. school text me when they arrive,"I tell her.

I kiss her as Dakota and Melanie both arrive at the kitchen. Mom pours herself a cup of burnt umber as does Dakota. There's a knock on the front doorway, the car and Fred had arrived.

I grab my laptop computer and back mob. Dakota has her helper'Quran and we head out to the car.

CHAPTER 3

The ride to the mortarboard was a lot quicker than I had anticipated. When we arrived, Fred dropped us off at the front door. I told Fred that we wouldn't need him until about dejeuner time and maybe his Italian restaurant would be a sound pick. He said he would be back about 11:30. I thanked him, putting another tip in his pocket.

I said hello to the security department sentry go and the three of us cod up to the top trading floor. I felt Mom teasingly squeeze my ass until the elevator stopped to let some people on. She just smiled at me. Dakota moved a bit closer to me, still have no idea what it is about Dakota that makes me thankful that she came into my life.

When we reached the top floor, we stepped off. I headed over to Sharon's desk. She had her back to me working on her computing device. I saw several car flyers. I was right on both accounts. She had one SUV a capital of Nebraska Navigator and a Mercedes E-class sedan. It was the tertiary circular that surprised me : A John Ford F-150 pickup truck.

I picked up the aviator and looked at it. It just didn't seem like her.

"That one is my backup woof if the other two are too expensive,"Sharon says to me.

"You don't need a backup choice. Which one do you really want ?"I asked.

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

"No worries, when would you care to go pick it out ?"

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

I give her a eye blink and ask where do we have me set up. She pauses and says,"We don't have anything set up for you. I thought you worked from home."

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

"Um, I'm not indisputable that would be a good idea after this past weekend,"she says to me with a wink. I just smile, trying hard not to submit her by the hand in front man of everyone and scurry off to an abandon office.

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

I leave my material at Sharon's desk and hustle off to charm up with Dakota and Mom. As we walk through the authority, several hoi polloi stand and introduce themselves and explain what they do for the company. I introduce both Dakota and Melanie. Each time I introduce Melanie the heart get with child in amazement. Apparently, they had never had mass this high up in the company just casually walk around the floor.

By the meter we had made a full roofy, Sharon had set me up in one of the conference way that had a prissy survey of the urban center. I asked her to get together us for an update on what was going on inside the construction. I also had Dakota call the locksmith guy and get him over here at his convenience to set out the whorl changing on unoccupied business office in the whole building.

As she was making the birdsong, Sharon asked about the upshot for the FBI agents and their families. Melanie interrupted and asked if she could facilitate with that. I gave her the data and told her one thing that I wanted was for it to pass off at the Chateau and for it to be family unit friendly, pool, BBQ and lots of music and fun. Sharon led Melanie back to her desk and set her up at a nearby desk to make calls.

I opened my laptop computer and asked Dakota to find out where the information that the Kraft mass brought us. I wanted to see how the body of work played out. She went out to Sharon, got the data and led me to one floor down.

When the elevator opened, we went looking around for the function that had boxes in them. We came to a large conference room with about 8 or 9 boxes that were still waiting to be processed. We went further down and found taping on various door notating which building that the boxes inside belonged to.

One door was the Flamingo, which mortal had printed off a color picture and taped it to the door. This was for the Tampa building.

The future one was an Eagle, obviously for Booker Taliaferro Washington DC.

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

The quarter one had a picture of a Blue Jay for the Toronto construction, our only international building.

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

I started with the hawk, opening boxes and looking through the file. All seemed to be in a skillful order with each box labeled maintenance, revenue enhancement, building program, and former assorted fashion to indicate what each box held. I had Dakota make notes that I wanted all these boxes to be under lock and key in a couple of closets. I did want the most recent file of tax and any sound notification in a file cabinet by Sharon, for ease of admission.

After the Hawk, we went back to the blue devil Jay. This building intrigued me. It was our exclusively International construction, but more importantly, it was the tallest building at 75 stories with an tie 12 story parking garage. I made notes about getting all these box seat to them, but I wanted to find oneself out whom might be Sharon's adequate over there.

Dakota suggested that we find out this information for all the buildings. She also reminded me that I was going to announce the closing of the Montana auditing center. I smiled, thanking her as I had totally forgotten. I dialed up our HR and told them to make the announcement internally, but more importantly for anyone who wanted to transfer to LA, we would offer aid. I gave HR target Newberg's public figure and contact phone, remembering that we had hired him, but I didn't live where he was working from. HR said they would track him down.

After about three hour, Sharon came looking for us. She said that Fred was downstairs whenever we were set up. I invited Sharon to join us for lunch. She willingly accepted.

Sharon took us back up to Melanie, where we all headed out to lunch. I was looking forward to Fred's Italian eatery. On the ride down to Fred, I asked Sharon about a couple of matter. first-class honours degree, are we prepared to ship these data file corner to their corresponding building. Second, which Mercedes did she really want.

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

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

"Um, if I'm allowed, I would care the Mercedes E class. I've never owned such a luxurious car in my total life. I've always had the old reliable car that was held together with duct tapeline and Elmer's glue."She said in a serious manner.

Dakota was already texting Fred. Mom was peering over her shoulder grin.

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

When the elevator stopped at the bottom floor, the security guard waved me over saying,"Sir, I'm sure you don't remember me, but you tried to ask in me and my married woman one Billy Sunday aurora to join you and your family for breakfast. Well, my married woman wants me to draw out an fling to you to join us for dinner one evening,"he says to me.

"That would be wonderful. Probably in the next couple of weeks, I'll be having a shindig at my dwelling house, pool, BBQ, music heaps of fun, very family friendly. We would make out it if you and your intact family would link up us. Here's my card, let me put my domicile address on the back along with my personal electric cell headphone telephone number. promise me !"I hand him my business card.

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

"What's the expert intelligence Fred ?"I ask.

"È una giornata meravigliosa per la pasta"he says to me in his best Italian accent.

"What does that intend ?"I ask.

"It means that it's a great day for pasta,"he says smiling at me.

"Let's go, I'm hungry,"I say getting into the car.

The drive to the eating house didn't take that long. Sharon asked why we weren't going to our own restaurant make. I explained that this restaurant that Fred introduced us to was delightful. She shrugged and just accepted my reasoning.

On the way there I reminded Dakota about the firearm training tomorrow at the Police shooting iron mountain range. Both Sharon and Mom asked if they could unite as well. I told them,"The more the merrier,"smiling the whole way.

"Dakota, later, when you have some meter, delight call Tina. I want to make sure she made it to her Mom's OK,"I said to her.

When Fred pulled the limousine into the parking lot, I made trusted that Fred was invited to bring together us for dejeuner. He accepted with his common politeness.

He pulled the car up to the forepart doorway, scurried around and opened the door for the four of us to conk. He then pulled the limo to the far end of the parking lot to try and not take up any premier parking spaces.

As he walked towards the eating house, I could see the bulge that his shoulder holstered firearm made in his jacket.

When he got to the door, I held the door undefendable for him. He tried to be polite, but I just playfully pushed him inside. He was immediately greeted by his admirer, the owner.

Mom commented about how delicious the whole shoes smelled.

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

The owner sat us at a gracious tabular array that held 6. The gregarious owner kissed on the cheek each of the noblewoman, with a bit of a flirt to Mom.

"The usual,"Fred said.

The owner brought over 5 wine meth and a big feeding bottle of Chianti. He began to pour for everyone, but I politely declined asking for glass of juice. He offered me grapeshot juice, orange succus and apple juice. I chose the apple juice.

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

"No, not really. I prefer to be all the way headed not in some vino induced haze,"I answered.

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

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

Mom shrugs her berm and begins chatting with Sharon.

As the server brings my apple juice, she also brings a big basketful of garlic toast.

"This is Yummy, Mom !"Dakota exclaims as she is reaching into the basket before anyone else.

As we are all enjoying the garlic lolly, the crustal plate of spaghetti with kernel sauce arrive. They also bring a large shaker of grated Parmesan-Romano Malva sylvestris. Everyone takes turns shaking it onto their luncheon. We are all laughing, eating, and enjoying luncheon. No work, no drama, no stress.

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

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

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

"Am I remembering right or was I in a drunken shock, did you tug me one Night in a limo ?"He asks rather loudly.

"Yes, I did. It was my first night. I was learning to become a drive around working with a ship's company that I now own. I remember you were a client. Have you gotten one of our new clients only calling card ?"I ask.

"Absolutely, Mate. That card is wicked. I don't have to carry cash any thirster, plus I can use the card anywhere just like a Mastercard,"He says. I see Fred being very interested in the revelation about me learning to be a chauffeur.

"he-goat, will you delight join us for tiffin ?"Mom asks.

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

Fred leans back and asks that their meals be moved over to our board and an extra chair be added to accommodate. The waiter goes and collects the photographic plate bringing them and Daisy over to the tabular array. Mom thrust me over to make room for Billy and his girl. I just smile and scooch my chair over. Dakota is smiling now from ear to ear.

I ask Dakota if she had a batting order for mike Booker, our platter label guy. She reached into her Holy Scripture and produced one for me.

"Billy, here's my recording studio administrator's board. He's will to tender you 6 gratis hr of studio clip,"I tell him as I am handing him microphone's card.

"SIX hours you say blighter ? Man, that's a completely lot of time. Are you sure you want an old bugger like me to conduct up six hours of recording studio prison term ?"He says.

"Do you want the time or not ? We would love to get you come and forge on new clobber,"I say. Mom is now watching and listening to the work conversation. She asks for a duad of wine glasses for Billy and Daisy. When the server returns with them, she has the server put some Chianti into the glasses. Mom takes them and gives them to Billy and Daisy, who graciously accept them.

listening to Mom and billy goat chat, I look around the way. Virtually everyone in the restaurant is watching and listening to their conversation. Billy regales us with story of being on the road and some of the ‘ really, really stupid things that he used to do while on tour of duty ’. hoi polloi were whispering and trying to show subtly at Billy.

truncheon leans over to me and says quietly,"Get used to it mate, you're a renown now,"he says smiling and going back to his conversation with Mom.

I feel a hand caressing my second joint underneath the table. It's Sharon. I look at her and grinning giving her a flash.

As the first bottle of Chianti is emptied, billy offers to buy us another one. Fred and I decline but the three ladies say yes.

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

Fred pokes his imaginary watch silently. I ask for our banker's bill, our new admirer he-goat tries to pay for the repast, but I won't allow it. He's our guest and thus we pay for our guests. Dakota hands him my business visiting card, on the cover she has written our address and Tell Billy and Daisy that if they're in town this weekend, to stop by. He says he will check his schedule, but don't be surprised if they do stop by.

I take a harder look at Daisy, she's about Dakota's age with a slightly bigger frame and boobs. I'm guessing she's a big C or maybe a small D cup. As I pay for the meal, Mom practically leaps into billy goat's dresser asking Dakota to take a photo of him and her together. Just before the earpiece camera flash, Mom turns and works a big kiss on Billy's lips. The flash goes off at exactly the right here and now. Mom squeals with delight.

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

As we are walking through the restaurant, Fred ends up side by side to me asking,"You were a chauffeur ?"

"Yep, that's how Jill and I met. She was my trainer. At the sentence she was the most quest chauffeur in the party,"I say about Jill.

Fred offers to go get the limo and land it to the front line, I tell him that the walk will do all of us good, including our three ladies who drank most of two feeding bottle of Chianti. Fred and I just laughed about that one.

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

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

"All done Bos, time to go home and flirt ?"she asks with a twinkle in her eyes.

"Absolutely !"

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

He complies without hesitation.

Melanie and Dakota are sitting next to each other chatting away about their preferred Billy Idol songs. Mom loves ‘ Rebel yell'while Dakota likes ‘ White Wedding ’. I pipe in with ‘ Mony, Mony ’. Sharon, on the former helping hand, lays her head in my lap, stroking my cock through my trousers. Dakota giggles.

Fred announces we are at the mortarboard as he pulls the limo up to the front room access. I get out and hurry into the elevator. The ride is retard as people get on and get off stopping at various level. When I arrive at the top floor, I step off the elevator to see our friend the locksmith. I go over to him, cover what I want to happen. He says it will take at least a week, maybe a bit longer if he gets lots of emergency birdsong as he just was approved for AAA armed service. I told him, no rush, work at your own yard don't compromise your early clients. He thanks me for the business organization and goes back to his work.

I get my laptop computer, my backpack and head back down to the car. I stop at Sharon's desk and grab her purse and shut off her computer.

Thankfully, the ride down was often degraded than going up as we only had to stop once to break up multitude up, but they were heading to the bottom level as well.

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

Sharon wasted no meter in unzipping my gasp and fishing for my pecker. She wrapped her lips around the bulbous head and began sucking me, licking me, and trying to unsay my entire humanness. This made Dakota chortle. Watching us, Mom began playing with herself. Dakota slid over side by side to her and began playing with Mom allowing her to just sit back and become a voyeur to Sharon and me.

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

Dakota kept licking as the limousine hurried towards the house.

Fred announced that we were about two hour from the house. The ladies all began to reassess themselves. Sharon, a bit disappointed, stuffed my cock back into my knickers and zipped me up.

As Fred held the room access open for everyone, I told him to park the car over in the nook and join us inside, he politely accepted. I could see he was very trance with Mom.

CHAPTER 4

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

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

inside my bedchamber, Sharon is undress quickly. She unbuckles my belt, unzips my drawers, and push button my boxers down to my ankle joint. I step out of them all and transfer my shirt. I'm now as naked as she is. Dakota only takes a distich of seconds to get naked as well. She knows that I always love having her joint in with me and whomever else I'm playing with.

Sharon push button my naked trunk onto one of the play beds. Dakota gets in on the former face of me. Sharon begins to lick and lactate my manhood into her mouth in a wolfish manner. Dakota pushes me back and puts her sweet wet pussy over my waiting natural language. Dakota was riding my face, and Sharon was using her oral skills on my severely putz. I could hear her gag a bit as she tried to swallow up my intact cock, but it kept touching her uvula causing her to gag copious amount of money of spittle.

I'm really enjoying this escapade with Sharon and Dakota. I think to myself just how dulcet Dakota's pussy juice penchant. I thrust my tongue into her harder and deeper. I tilt my foreland a bit to start nibbling on her clit. This makes her yip just a bit since I didn't make her any warning.

The oral bodily function stopped. It only stopped for a couple of moments as I felt a warm, tight pussy impale on my hard-wet cock. The whole bed is rocking as Sharon is moving her hips back and forth and Dakota was matching the hip apparent motion.

Dakota came first. She stayed completely mum, yet I felt her stifle clamp hard on my head as a Brobdingnagian orgasm rolled through her. Her pussy expelled a large amount of woman juice, which I lapped up with enthusiasm even if my own breathing was being obstructed quite a bit.

Sharon was not tacit at all. When she hit her orgasmic peak, she just yelled out,"YOU ARE THE BEST BOSS IN THE unit WORLD, GAWD DAMN THIS smell SO GREAT. I'M CUUUUUUMMMMMIIIIIINNNNNNGGGGGGG,"she says as her soundbox shakes with an orgasmic spasm.

I feel her wetness splash my cock and clod.

Sharon collapses on my chest. Dakota gets off my cheek as her Mary Jane return to her and her breathing returns to rule. Dakota kisses me declaring her love for me yet again. She gets off the bed and walk a bit wobbly-legged towards the bathroom. I hear the exhibitor begin. In my head, I was thinking how very much fun it is to be with her in the shower.

It doesn't take very long before I hear Sharon lightly snoring as her headland rests on my chest. In the aloofness, I could find out Mom reaching her blossom with Fred, or at to the lowest degree I believed it to be Fred.

I gently work my way out from underneath Sharon, leaving her quietly sleeping on the play bed. I step into the bathroom, but not in clock time as Dakota was done with her cascade and almost completely dried off. I put my arms around her from behind. I whispered in her ear,"dearie, I am so well-chosen that you came into my lifetime,"I say as romantically as possible to her.

She twists her consistency around putting her implements of war around my neck and kisses me tough and passionately.

"dada, it's me whose lucky. You have given me the one affair in life that I've always wanted but never trusted anyone enough to take into account happen. You've given me a baby. OUR sister,"she says looking me straight in the eyes before our lips adjoin yet again.

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

I kiss Jill.

"I see you laid waste product to our new gal, Sharon. She's on the play bed snoring. Jeeze David, it's fun to play with them, but do you really have to fuck them into oblivion ?"She says to me in a laughing manner.

"Is Mom still at it in her sleeping accommodation ?"I ask.

"Yes, she is. Who's in there with her, one of the chefs ?"Jill asks.

"No, Fred,"I say to her. Jill's center grew big and she begins to laugh.

"Really ? tinker's damn, she's quite the slut, isn't she ?"Jill says.

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

That comment made all three of us laugh. I jump in the cascade and Dakota leaves the can. In just a dyad of moments, Jill is naked and in the shower with me.

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

"EVERYTHING I have is for you,"I say as I lean into her and kiss her. She puts her limb around me. We just stand underneath the hot H2O making out like a twosome of teenager. I'm not sure how long we stood there kissing, but it felt like quite a while.

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

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

"Let's take a shit a babe,"she says to me.

I turn her around and start kissing her mouth just like we were doing in the rain shower. We just kept kissing and stroking each other. It might feature been one of the most erotic things we have done in quite a while. She pulls me on top of her and our bodies merge as one. I thrust gently. She wiggles her body underneath me. I push deep into her. She responds by thrusting back on my manhood. She digs her blackguard into the mattress and raising her hips to meet my thrusts. We push ourselves towards a mutual peak. When it arrives, we orgasm virtually simultaneously. Something in my head tells me that we have achieved our destination. A Baby ! I don't recognize how to explain it, but I know just as indisputable as I know that Jill loves me.

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

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

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

We both must consume dozed off. When I woke, I moved myself from being all tangled up with Jill. My bladder was my passe-partout, now. I head into the bathroom and do my clientele. After washing my bridge player and brushing my teeth I head out and put on another brace of basketball shorts and a white tee shirt.

Quietly, I head out of the bedroom, looking over my shoulder at my beautiful log Z's wife. I close the room access once I was in the hallway. I hear a doorway open behind me. I turn to see Fred just leaving Mom's room. Nice ! I think to myself.

I walk to the kitchen. Something smells scrumptious. Amy tells me that she is making a very great pot of beef stroganoff. She tells me that she uses toil eats instead of cube squawk. It makes the dish go farther, which with trick living with us we certainly need. I take a spoon and fill it. I blow on it then take the collation, it was delicious. I started to require another bite but was playfully chastised by Amy not to double-dip. I rolled my eyes telling her that if I can suck the fair sex juice out of her, I think I can hold another spoonful. She laughs and hands me another clean spoon.

I head over to the front doorway and pick up my laptop. I plug in and log into my work email once again. Lots of electronic mail, but none of any rattling grandness. I begin trudging through the read-only ones, deleting them after they're read.

Amy comes over and sits down. She has kind of a melancholy spirit on her face.

"dada, why did Tina go forth us ?"She says to me.

"Her Mom really needs her now that her Father has passed on. Tina just wants to ill-treat out on her own, become her own woman. She knows she is loved by everyone here and I made sure she knew she is always welcome here. I know it hurts,"I say to her in a heartfelt manner.

"But it was such a surprisal. I thought that maybe I had done something wrong,"she says

"You didn't do anything wrong. I know how you feel. I miss her too. Did you call her or hear from her ? Did she get to her Mom's safely ?"I ask.

"Yeah, I got a text message that she made it to her Mom's OK,"Amy tells me.

"Well, at least we know she made the misstep safely,"I say to her in a serious manner.

I put my sleeve around her and just hold her a nice gentle hug.

Fred comes into the kitchen. He stands over the pot of stroganoff staring into it. Amy breaks from the hug to walk over and hand Fred a clean spoonful. He fills the spoon, blows on it to cool it off a bit then put the completely spoonful in his mouth. He moans in approval and stands there looking at the pot silently debating about also double-dipping. Amy hands him another unobjectionable spoonful and mockingly says,"Men."

I chuckle to myself.

Fred asks after his second mouthful of solid food if he could just sit and let the cat out of the bag with me a bit.

"Take a tail Fred,"I tell him.

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

"wellspring, it started with me applying for a theatrical role time job to supplement my salary as a restaurant manager after my divorcement. I came across an ad that said, ‘ number one wood needed ’. When I called, that's how I met Tina, she was the manager's personal assistant. I interviewed, which was quite possibly the most bizarre audience on the expression of this major planet. I got hired, but somehow, I had impressed well enough that they wanted me to go full time. They offered me much more than I made at the restaurant. I quit my eating place job and rolled the die taking the chauffeur job. My first Night on the road, I was paired with Jill. She was so unbelievably gorgeous, I fell in beloved with her the moment we met. However, I was dating Tina which at first caused some clash. It was by sheer luck that I met Bob and Melanie Jaxson. Their normal driver was in a atrocious car accident earlier that evening and the car dispatcher begged Jill to go pick the Jaxson's up. Jill let me handle them, but she would find out me carefully and step in if I get in over my head with them."I explain to Fred, however now Amy was listening

"So how did you get from trainee to where you are now ?"Fred inquires. Amy had turned the nutrient to low to let the flavour marry and took a seat at the table.

"That's when Saint David and Jill showed their true colors,"Melanie said as she walked into the kitchen. She leans in and kissed Fred on the lips and sits down next to him.

I let Melanie persist in with the story.

"David came to the bottom of the stair of our plane. He took our luggage and put it in the luggage compartment, he held the doorway open for us and got into the figurehead. He already knew the hotel we were scheduled to detain at. I had a concern and complained to Jill that I must reckon ugly because I was so sick from the hard flight through lots of bad atmospheric condition,"Melanie tells all of us.

She continues on saying,"Jill offered to stop at Walgreen's to get me whatever I wanted, which at that moment was to just get to the hotel and engage a longsighted soaking in a hot tub. David waited a pair of moment and turned around apologizing over and over about having the legal injury car, not being the usual driver. He really impressed Bob with his directness and his display of respect towards us. He even told us that our misstep was free that dark since it was with the untimely car and not our usual driver. Bob was absolutely print and offered Saint David a job as we got to the hotel."Melanie continues.

"So, you became a top driver as well ?"Fred asked.

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

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

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

I go back to telling the fib,"I worked a couplet of shifts with Jill. Tina got madder and Rubia tinctorum at me because she was so jealous of Jill. Then the unthinkable happened. Jill and I played a bit afterwork in the Hum-Vee limousine. We had a wonderful time. After we ended the shimmer, we went our sort out ways. I just get home and my telephone set was ringing silly. It was Jill. She was in a bad chance event on the way home. She called our boss. She called Tina. Finally, out of desperation she called me. I got in my stupid car and drove like a bat out of inferno to get to her. It took me just 11 second to go from my apartment to City hospital. I ran every yellow light and maybe a red light or two. When I got the hospital, I raced in finding the exam room where she was. When I stepped into the exam room, I saw just how beautiful and how frail she was. That's the exact minute I knew I was going to ask her to tie me,"I said to everyone.

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

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

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

"WOW, this is delicious Amy. Thank you for making this,"I tell her. She smiles her beautiful grin and pulls her cute torso up onto the sideboard holding her home and eating.

Dakota and Jill finally make it out to the kitchen.

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

"Um, where was I ?"I ask filling my face total of delectable stroganoff.

"You were telling us about Jill in the hospital exigency room,"Amy said.

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

"Pipe down you,"Mom says to Jill.

I giggle, this is the first time I've seen Mom act like a rule person just enjoying life sentence. I know it's been such a short time, but maybe allowing yourself to go back to enjoying animation helps heal whatever ail you.

"Go on David,"Mom directs.

"fountainhead, there's not much to say. Jill was all silly with me, hopped up one all the pain MEd that they gave her. I'm not sure she even remembers much about that Nox. It was the very first fourth dimension she told me she loved me, of course it was mostly due to her drug induced haze,"I say laughing. Now, everyone is giggling at Jill's expense, she just smiles knowing it's all in fun.

I continued on with the story,"Jill was in the hospital a couple of mean solar day. When she was being released, I went out to get my car from the parking lot. Tina called me and broke up with me right there in the hospital parking lot over the earpiece,"I say to everyone.

"That beef !"Amy says.

"No, no. It was our boss, she controlled everything and everyone. She made Tina get around up with me as she had me on speakerphone. I sat in my car a brace of hour, I made a couple of fast sound phone call and labour my car around and picked Jill up at the front doorway. Jill knew immediately that something had happened,"I say.

Jill steps in at this spot,"David told me that Tina just broke up with him. He wanted to attain one plosive speech sound before taking me home. When I saw him pulling the car into a jewelry computer storage parking lot, I got mad. Really mad at him. I fussed at him,"Jill explains to everyone.

"Um, favorite, you did a unit lot more than bickering at me. You yelled at me, telling me that I was being pudden-head. That buying her a firearm of jewelry wouldn't fix things. You called me damn near every mean value hateful thing you could think of,"I say to her.

"So, what happened then ?"Mom asks.

"Saint David takes me into the jewelry depot and has me wait at engagement/wedding circle telling me to pick out one that I liked. I kept at him telling him that proposing to her wouldn't get her back, but St. David persisted ignoring my fussing. I pick out a truly beautiful set. He buys the set and asks that the date ring be put in a sort box. The salesman does just that and goes to helping hand the box to David, who like a klutz drops the box. He bends down on one knee to cull it up and opens the box and just corset there on one knee not saying a word. Just holding the box open. I was speechless. Here this unanimous time I thought he was going to propose to Tina and in fact he proposed to me."Jill said. I watched as both Amy and Mom's middle were tearing up. Fred just smirked and nodded his head teacher in a personal manner that gave me his approval.

Dakota piped in,"WOW, I never knew all of that. What a heavy sexual love news report. No wonder why all of us ladies love you,"say it in such a sincere manner.

"OK, everyone, we now all know the Jill and David floor. Take it easy this night, we have the firearm training tomorrow morning time. Dakota, I'm going to put you in charge of reminding everyone and making a leaning so I can let the instructor know how many will be attending. Please be sure to call Donna, Jennifer and Paula. I want to include them as well. I know that John and I think Diane want to go. Sharon said she wants to go. Of course, I want Fred there. Do what you usually do and get a capitulum tally and parliamentary procedure enough cars for us all. Fred's car is in the courtyard."I direct Dakota to convey care of for me.

"Sir, I probably should get the car back to the office so it can be prepped for another customer,"Fred says to me.

"No, you don't need to do that now. You're welcome to last out the night, that is if Mom would like you to do so,"I say looking at Mom.

"Absolutely, I just don't know if he wants to pass the Nox with this old gal ?"Mom says with a bit of minx in her voice.

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

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

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

"Jacques Louis David has anyone told you that you need a really courtly dining room ? All of us in this kitchen is nice, but in this freak of a sign of the zodiac, you need some top end furniture. If I could bear some assistance, I would love to aid furnish your house,"Mom says to me.

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

Jill asks,"Mom, whom would you wish to help you shop for furniture ?"

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

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

"Absolutely !"

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

Just as I was about to ask where the eternal rest of the gang was Gospel According to John, Diane, Paula, Donna, Jennifer, and Sharon all piled into the kitchen. passel of hello's were spoken, but just as Mom predicted, we were all cramped together.

Dakota hops off the buffet and heads towards her bedroom to get her assistant's book and make some phone calls.

Not surprising at all, John makes a target blood line for the stroganoff.

"Hey, make your girlfriend a plate first you oaf,"Amy says to John giggling as she does so.

"Um, that's exactly what I was going to do if you'll just cave in me a gall-darn minute,"John playfully barks back.

CHAPTER 5

John the Divine does indeed make up Diane a plate. Then he does something else that shocked virtually everyone else, he fixes home plate for Paula, Donna, Jennifer, and Sharon. No one said anything, but the flavour of amazement was seen by all the ladies.

"self-justification me John, I want to slip your girl away for a bit. I need help picking out furniture for this house. Saint David said it would be OK,"Mom says to John.

"It's fine with me, she loves shopping, but you got to ask her foreman,"John says pointing to Jennifer.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Melanie leans over and gives him a smooch. I see her mouth the words ‘ thank you'to him.

I glance at Jill who is smiling ear to ear seeing Fred and Melanie get along so well.

Looking around the room, I notice that Allison isn't here.

"Has anyone seen Penny ?"I ask.

Amy speaks up,"She's over at the studio. All three of the girls are there working. Allison said to tell apart you that she needs to put in clock time working to pay the first installment of her rent and her part of the business concern,"Amy explains. In my head, I really didn't want to deliver to explain to Melanie about the studio apartment or the three missy. Thankfully, she didn't ask.

"OH yeah, I'm supposed to tell you that Mike booker called. He wanted to know how you landed he-goat Idol to descend to the studio. He said to tell you thank you,"Amy tells me.

"Billy Idol ? No fucking way,"John said getting everyone to giggle.

There's the lav we all know and love, using his dearie password.

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

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

We sit around eating and enjoying each other's party. Before long I realize that a few 60 minutes have passed. I look at the microwave clock thinking that I had ordered clocks for each room, but the microwave clock read 10:02.

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

"foreman, this has been a great day. You fed us tiffin, we met Billy Idol and his girlfriend, you fucked my wit out and I only worked a one-half a day. Thank you,"Sharon says to me. She leans in and kisses me on the lips.

"Um, we have the piece instruction tomorrow but after than we have an errand to run,"I tell her.

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

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

We begin making out once again. Jill is such a splendid kisser. I just love the feel of her soft legal tender lips on mine, her knife wrestling with mine, her teeth lightly biting on my bottom lip. All in a very sensuous mode. Pulling her in tight, she wraps her arms around me and susurration in my ear,"favorite, I love you,"in such a heartfelt personal manner I just perpetrate her tightly to my trunk. We slowly and erotically begin to take out each former's clothes. They stay where they fall off our bodies.

As we both end up naked, Jill takes my hired man and leads me into the bath. I follow her into the shower bath. She turns the water on, hot, very hot. The steam immediately begins to seethe through the bathroom. Jill and I embrace yet again. We begin to osculate once again similar senior high shoal stripling. In my head, there is no way I'm not making a child with this gorgeous, terrific, smart adult female that I call my wife.

As the hot water supply Cascade Range over our bodies, the oestrus relaxes both of us. We stand entangled in each former kissing and kissing. My humanness is pointed towards the ceiling. I lean down and get down to lick and suck on Jill's endowed chest of drawers. For whatever reason, my nous made the comparison to Belinda. She is clearly large and more endowed than Jill, but it's Jill that has my heart.

I feel Jill's hand petting and stroking my rooster. I pick her up by her waistline and gently finger her wrap her peg around my trunk. She entangles her ankle joint behind my backbone. I hold her underneath her second joint allowing her muliebrity to line up with my tool. Slowly I get down her down onto me. She must wiggle her ass just a bit to air me up with her honey golf hole. Once we are positioned, I let gravity do the piece of work as she slides down onto me.

We begin our slow rhythmic love making in the shower. I feel her peeress juice coating my cock and balls as we continue to lunge together in unison. I step forward putting her back against the shower wall. I thrust a bit harder into her. I hear her moaning into my ear. I continue to stuff all the while kissing her and her neck. She continues to groan in dispatch acceptance of my efforts to get to love to my darling wife.

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

As we finished reaching our coincidental peak, we pulled each other underneath the still hot body of water, rinsing the sex off us. After we felt we were white, Jill turned off the shower and we stepped out together. We took our time drying each early off, slowly, gently, and erotically. Once we were dry, we walked handwriting in hand into our sleeping room, climbed into bed and entangled our bodies once again. We kissed for how long, I'm not sure but after quite a patch, we both began to feel our eyes get big and we drifted off to sleep, together, sated and happy.

I thought to myself about how wonderful my life has been since I took that job as a chauffeur. I found it squeamish to iterate to Fred and the pack how Jill and I got together because of that job. Yes, without a uncertainty, being a chauffeur changed my life for the better.

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