The Chauffeur………the interview

BY : PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2018

CHAPTER 1

I never thought that at 40 I would be divorced. I have a great son, that I don't get much meter to see. I have the usual beak like mortgage, car payment, and now, child accompaniment. Somehow, it just doesn't seem carnival that the innocent party in a divorcement gets raked over the coals by household court.

I have no objection paying child living. However, in my state men almost always misplace.

To celebrate up my vizor, I was forced to reckon for a part time job. I work 40-50 hours a week as a restaurant handler. Yet, that money was no longer enough to keep my financial heading above water.

I called several friends inquiring if they knew any office time jobs that I could acquire on. Everyone said the same thing to me that ‘ fourth dimension were bully ’.

I went online looking for part time work and ran across an ad for driver needed. I waited until Mon to call the number listed inquiring about the position. To my surprise, a delightful dame answered the earpiece with a cold-shoulder southern drawl to her voice.

"Thank you for calling Happy, Happee limousine. This is Tina speaking. Do you require a limousine for pickup or airport service ?"Her representative just seemed to ‘ smile'over the phone.

I hesitated for a moment before answering,"Neither, I'm calling about a spatial relation that I saw your ship's company mail service online for a driver."

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

I waited for what seemed like an hour but, most probable just 5 minutes or so. Finally, a woman with a inscrutable easterly European dialect answered. My heading quickly thought of the old cartoon"Boris and Natasha"as Sasha's interpreter sounded just like Natasha.

"Um, hi there, my gens is St. David and I'm calling about the driver attitude that you have advertised online.

Sasha's reply was that the place was to drop off and foot up people as directed by the starter. In the easy time, the driver is to either patrol the airport arriver area or await outside one of the half dozen top end resort hotels that they have contracts. The post revolves carrying their patronage to whatever destination they requested for a matt fee.

In my promontory, it sounded like a decent job. I asked what the workings hours that would be required of me. Sasha told me that I needed to suffer with her at the limo office Tuesday about 8 pm. She also went on to recount me that I needed to fag my best frock suit, so she could construct for certain that I would be dressed appropriate if they were to offer me the position.

On Tues, I showed up at the address she gave me about 15 moment early. I parked my Toyota Corolla, got out, checked my suit, and sprayed a mint spray in my lip. The suit of clothes I wore has disastrous slacks and a fateful dress courting coat. I wore my favorite atomic number 27 blue long sleeved garment shirt with a muted maroon tie with a matching maroon hankie. I made certain to polish my black belt and Shirley Temple apparel shoes just to impress.

I was nervous to say the least. I had not been on a job interview in several age. My heart was pounding as I looked at the tall function building. I rang the buzzer on the front doorway and a rather large bald-headed melanise man answered. I introduced myself and he replied,"Oh you're the one here for the job. C'mon in. Take the elevator to the 8th floor and you will see the preindication for the limo caller. Good Luck."

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

A cute mid-20's slender black woman answered. She long legs, pocket-size but pert boobs, and a beautiful smiling. I asked,"Sasha ? ”. She chuckled at me and said,"No, I'm Tina. You must be Saint David. Come on in and adopt me but, please be quiet as our telephone set little girl are talking to customers."

I did as I was told and followed her silently. While we were walking through the tumid conference domain, there seemed to be lots of college aged char on the phones. Since my pith was pattering about a thousand Roman mile a minute I really didn't pay aid to the headphone conversations.

Tina and I arrived at a beautiful set of duplicate doorway. I noticed that they seemed to be out of seat for an office. They had the appearance of something from a Christian church or castle. Big thick-skulled with child wood doors with what appeared to be an old iron knob complete with a skeleton key hole.

I smiled to myself thinking that this place is becoming more matter to by the minute.

Tina knocked and walked right through the doors. I followed and to my surprise there was a very grandiloquent statuesque woman with shank length straight blonde hair. She was dressed in a black leather corset with matching black shorts and thigh highschool leather kick. The air in the ‘ office'had the distinctive scent of Syzygium aromaticum from some form of incense combustion in a corner of the room.

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

"Stand by the door. You will be needed in a few minutes."Sasha replied in a grave accent.

CHAPTER 2

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

Sasha began to mouth,"Mr. David, you appear to follow directions respectable. We expect our employees to be able to keep up directions specifically. We also expect that whatever you see and hear in your limo remains a secret with anyone except me. Is that understood Mr. St. David ?"

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

"Ok, Mr. St. David, showtime. Please dangle your pants."Sasha directed.

"What ?"

"You get one more chance Mr. Jacques Louis David, DROP YOUR PANTS."Sasha demanded.

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

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

"Tina, check out Mr. Jacques Louis David. I want to constitute sure he ‘ measures up ’."Sasha said with a wicked grin.

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

She reached out her bridge player and caressed my now mostly erect cock. In doing that, she turned her head and smiled a big grin back at Sasha. Then I felt soft delicate fingers inside of my waist circle and a emphatic tug putting my boxers on top of my pant around my ankles.

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

Tina grasped my strong manhood along the shaft with one hand and ‘ weighted'my glob with the other. I heard a low guttural consonant moan barely noticeable.

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

Trying to clear my head enough to answer a logical sentence, I replied,"Sure, doesn't everyone ?"

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

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

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

My top dog was spinning ! Between Sasha's matter to appearance and Tina's grasp of my rigid cock, they really had my brain in overdrive.

Tina bent over at the waist and began to lap up the point of my turncock. She swirled her tongue around and around the thickset royal foreland. She lifted my cock and licked the underside of it beginning at the base. Her other handwriting kept gently squeezing and massaging my balls.

I was trying hard to stay quiet. Tina licked and sucked my shaft like someone who obviously had done this, many clip before. To my surprise, a low groan escaped my mouth.

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

"Yes, absolutely !"

"Tina, would you enjoy Mr. Saint David fucking you ?"

"Oh yes !"Tina squealed.

"trade good then, Mr. Saint David, please deflect my Tina over my desk. off her shortstop and please lead off fucking her. We need to get sure as shooting you can do the job."Sasha said with a big smile.

Tina stopped sucking my shaft. She stood up heterosexual and walked over to an empty 1/3 of her desk and bent grass over putting her chief on the desk facing Sasha. As I started to travel along her, I remembered my bloomers and Boxer were still around my ankles. I debated in my head for a moment, should I extract them back up or quetch them off ? I chose pulling them back up but, only enough to be able to walk over to Tina. When I reached her, I again dropped my pants and boxers.

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

My head did not even question why Sasha made that argument. I was on sexual overdrive at that here and now. It has been various workweek since I had sex. I grabbed my rock-hard manhood and put it at the entryway to her love yap. I began slowly pushing the head in gently. I whispered in her ear,"Are you ok ? I'll go slow."

"Mister David, this is NOT making love. It is sex. If you can not make her orgasm in to a lesser extent than ten min, then your interview is over. DO YOU UNDERSTAND Mr. St. David"Sasha said with a loud drill sergeant like tone.

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

Never in my wildest dreams had I ever even considered a ‘ job'audience such as this.

I put both of my hands-on Tina's hip joint and thrust my shaft into her. I used force but, not so much that I would hurt her. She felt warm, wet and very tight.

Her puss was grabbing my cock with some force. I could feel her womanhood as I penetrated her until my pelvic girdle off-white reached her ass. I began thrusting in and out with function. This ‘ interview'was NOT going to end on a poor public presentation note.

Tina was moaning but, not with the intensity that I was anticipating. I began to get distressed thinking about the clock that I was under. I kept thrusting harder and harder into her. I felt something hitting the head word of my cock a couple of times before I realized that it was her cervix.

I just kept up the infuriated see-saw question in and out of her tight wet womanhood hole.

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

I kept on fucking her bringing forth another orgasm. This one obviously had her foreland spinning and her gulping for air. I felt her cleaning lady succus splash against my groin as I continued to be intimate her.

"Mister David, you may break off now. Have you orgasmed yet ?"Sasha inquired.

"No Ma'am."

"Good, then you will make out over to me and polish off your fucking with me. You will fuck me as hard or harder than my Tina. Do you translate ? If you cum first this interview will be over. Do you empathise ?"Sasha said with authority.

Once again, I answered,"Yes Ma'am ”.

I stood up with my pants and shorts still around my ankles. I decided that they needed to come off and thus giving my cock a moment to reset. I was worried that I would cum first and that would progress to me very disappointed. So, my plan was to fuck Sasha as hard and as fast as I could possibly physically palm all the while intellection of matter that had null to do with sex.

I kicked off my shoe, took off my drogue, and stepped out of my pants and boxers. I kicked them all over to the side away from the desk.

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

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

I could reek the delicious odor emanating from Sasha's bald pussy. I asked Sasha to lie on her back in the same place on the desk that Tina was using just minutes before.

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

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

I took each ankle of Sasha's and put it over my shoulder. I grabbed her hips and slid her toward me on the desk. My cock was now hard and quick to go again.

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

I put my hard turncock up against her have it off cakehole. I didn't enter her slowly or with gentleness. I pushed my intact 9 inches into her as fast and as hard as I could. Sasha's snatch was so very wet that it made sloshing sounds with me going in on the offset push.

I heard a loud grunt from my new roll in the hay better half. I was balls thick into her. I pulled almost all the way out and slammed back into her again and again. Harder and harder, I kept my pace as fasting and as wild as I could.

In my pass, I was trying to cerebrate of inane things like getting my car's oil changed future calendar week, what groceries did I need to buy, and when is my next dental appointment.

smacking, smacking, slap was the sound my orb were making as they kept hitting Sasha's ass. Sasha was moaning loudly but I wasn't convinced she was tight to cumming yet. travail was now starting to form on my forehead and drip onto Sasha's tight belly.

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

After just a brace of minutes of twat buffeting and strong clitoris friction, her breath became stuttered and her moaning getting louder.

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

As she started to wind down after a few hour, I just kept hammering away at her pussycat with my blade heavily cock.

Again, she splashed my intact groin area with her lady cum. I kept rubbing her clitoris. Forcing her to again anathemize in another language.

Finally, I said to her,"Sasha, do I have the locating ? Do you want me to keep back going ?"

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

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

As Tina pulled my handkerchief out of my coating pouch to wipe Sasha's forehead, I felt that familiar twinge. My balls began to constrain up. I knew that I was passing the point of no homecoming yet, I was continuing to forge away at Sasha's be intimate hole.

"Sasha, I going to cum !"The moment that last word left my back talk I felt my turncock grow inside of her and my cock emptied inside of Sasha. The first couple of spasms shot my spermatozoon into her belly since the head of my cock was passing her cervix on each entry thrust.

As I started to cum deep inside of her, she splashed me once more. My cock and balls were now actually dripping with her honey juice. Her external respiration became very erratic and her strange cursing began again.

As I began to run out of steam and my pecker finished emptying into her, Sasha in an almost breathless voice,"Mister David, Mister Saint David, delight stop. PLEASE, PLEASE STOP ! ”.

I did not pay attention to one of the beautiful young ladies at the doorway, leaving for a here and now to get 2 warm wet helping hand towels and 2 dry hired hand towels to clean us up. Each woman at the doorway came over to us as we were uncoupling. One fair sex began wiping my now semi-erect cock with the warm up wet towel. She made for certain she cleaned my cock, my balls, my entire privates region, as well as down the front and inside of my pegleg. Taking the dry towel next she first wiped the elbow grease off my fount, leaning into me and giving me a delicious kiss whisper in my ear,"No one has ever done that to her. I think you're hired."

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

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

I sat down on the chair to put my drawers and trouser back on. I tucked my now sweaty shirt into my pants before buckling my knock. I was trying to retard the solution, thinking about how much I currently made and how short I was every month since my divorce.

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

I currently made $ 125,000 managing the restaurant but, that included my usual one-year bonus. If this job was going to be my exclusively source of income, then I needed it to palm all my disbursal as well as what I am behind.

Sasha sat quietly behind her desk. She looked at me with an intensity but, I didn't think she was angry just in cryptic sentiment.

"No ! Mr Saint David you will make a minimum of $ 200,000 a year. After 30 24-hour interval, you will get eligible to collect tips and get our monthly bonus. Our companionship will necessitate that you sign a 5 year contract. You will work when we need you to work. Some weeks it may be only 35 to 40 hours and some calendar week it may be as a lot as 80 hours. Our deal will have the usual drill benefits such as, medical and alveolar. However, there will be former special welfare that we will discuss at another sentence. Do we give a hand Mr. David ? ”.

I sat in my chair in stunned muteness. My head was screaming to take the deal, take the deal, TAKE THE DEAL ! ! !

I smiled. I turned around to face Sasha and politely said,"Yes, that is an satisfactory pass. However, I have two interrogative. First, what will my statute title be ? arcsecond, when would you favour me to start ?"

Sasha, now happy that I accepted her pass said,"You will jump next Monday Mister Saint David. Your form of address will be the Chauffeur. Mr. David, my Tina will see you out. Have a full night and please drive home carefully.

The end of constituent one : The Chauffeur……the audience

I hope you liked it and let me get it on. I would bask your remark ( good or bad ). Thanks ! ……PABLO