The Chauffeur ( # 27 ) Getting Back to Work

By : PABLO DIABLO

right of first publication 2019

CHAPTER 1

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

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

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

Logging into my work email, there was another 350 emails. I scanned through them. start one that I stopped on was from the truckage fellowship manger. He was asking for another order of magnitude of tires. He said that he now has a waiting list since we have priced them down so far that many independent truckers have begun to ask to be put on a list and to let them know when more tires will be in-stock.

I sat back in my chair. Maybe we stumbled onto something. I sent a followup e-mail to that managing director telling him that I would order another batch of the greatly increased rules of order from BF Goodrich. I also asked if we should be expanding the tyre statistical distribution to former midpoint since we have a standing waiting list. I followed up that e-mail with another one to the BF Goodrich tire guy. However, this time I sent him an additional list of 15 extra locations that I want tires sent. I also inquired about the retread plant in Texas.

I saw multiple emails from diverse news arrangement. I read a duo, but the one that caught my care was one from Jim Cramer and the Mad Money producer. She invited me to contain an audience with Jim via telephone, via TV, or their promise, in person in New House of York City. I replied to them saying that I needed a brace of hebdomad to transition but would be bequeath to fall to New House of York for the in-person interview.

In my email rested one from FedEx. They referred to several bundle from a R. Jaxson that will be delivered to our house today or tomorrow.

Further scanning brought me to one from the chef at Melanie's habitation. He asked if he could inquire what the job might be that I referred to, what would be the hours, would it be full meter as he didn't think that his services with Melanie would be needed much longer. He also attached a resume for me to front at to verify his qualifications and teaching. I made note to chatter with Melanie about this guy.

I began to register the ‘ read only'electronic mail, disposing them after. I was listening to some old vapors music when I felt a pair of backtalk on the spine of my cervix. I stared straight ahead thinking to myself ‘ who belongs to these soft lips'?

A unmarried finger began playing with my ear all the while the lips kept kissing the back of my cervix with an occasional tongue lick.

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

Before I turned around, I closed my laptop thinking that I had done decent oeuvre for now.

Slowly, I turned around. It was Melanie. She was standing there naked. My cock sprang to lifespan. Again, just something about her made me want her. I stood up from the table, removing my other earbud. I pulled her in tightly. She slipped a finger's breadth from each hand into the waistband of my short and pushed them down.

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

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

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

"Absolutely ! You don't need to ask here Mel just blame mortal and get 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 proceeds with any of that,"I tell her.

I take her by the hand and jumper cable her to our sleeping room. When I open the door, we see toilet and Marcus having their way with Jill. She is the midsection of a spit-roast. Melanie blushes and attempt to turn around and walk away. I put my arm around her waist and displume her into the bedroom.

"David, she's busy. Don't trouble her,"Melanie directs.

"Jill, honey, Melanie would like to take on your place. Care to switch ?"I say loudly.

Jill responds by waving Melanie over to the bed. I push Mel towards the threesome. Jill stops sucking Marcus'prick and unplugs herself from John's monolithic tool. She pulls Melanie onto the bed.

"gentleman's gentleman be overnice to her,"is all that Jill says before getting out of the bid bed.

John leans his brass down and puts it between Melanie's legs as Marcus placement her to be on all quatern. Greedily, she begins to lick and suck Marcus'still hard cock. It is twitching with excitement.

Jill and I walk over to the play bed. Jill starts playing with trick's peter 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 mind how sexy you look with a hard-young cock in your lip and Saint John the Apostle getting you wet enough for his gymnastic horse rooster to invade your wonderful cunt ?"

Melanie moan and reaches out with one handwriting to stroke my cock.

I see Saint John the Apostle lift his cock up and slide it into Melanie, whose heart just roll to the book binding of her head. John began slowly and gently fucking her. He put his hands on her hips to see to it her social movement. As time wore on, he began to increase his rhythm.

Marcus tells Melanie that he's about to cum. She keeps up her campaign of licking and sucking him. He erupts into her mouthpiece. A small bit dribbles out the side of her mouth running down to the fanny of her impudence before finally dropping off her face and onto the bed.

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

Jill directs me to get up on the bed where Marcus was moments ago. She decided that she wants some aid from both me and Melanie. She strokes my dick making sure it is hard. She points to my cock and gently get-up-and-go Melanie's straits towards my humanness.

John is now really fucking her difficult and fast. I see the glazed over looking in Melanie's eyes as she is trying hard to stay on task of giving me a blowjob. Once I'm sufficiently wet, Jill climbs aboard and span my tool into her ass. She has her back to me and her coochie cladding Melanie. She takes Melanie by the pinna and directs her towards her twat.

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

Melanie pauses for just a import inhaling Jill's intoxicatingly wonderful fair sex before snaking her glossa through her woman-folds. Jill leans back onto me, squirming her beautiful ass. I wasn't sure which got her going more, being the center of Melanie and I's sex sandwich or maybe my hard putz into her ass or Melanie's tongue exploring Jill's sex. It really didn't matter, two guys, two dame, spate of fun.

John finally hit his orgasmic vertex,"OH nooky ME. THIS IS SO have sex GREAT, FUCK MEEEEEEE,"he announces to the room in general.

Feeling Gospel According to John's cock erupting into Melanie, made her lose place licking Jill for just a couple of moments. Jill giggled and said to me,"guess John had to work off all that food somehow,"I laughed.

After John Lackland 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, lavatory took a dyad of licks on Jill's pussycat and even jokingly poked her protruded button. Jill moaned a thank you. lav kissed Jill and turned to leave the room.

Melanie stopped licking Jill and said to St. John the Apostle,"will I get to sleep with you again ? Your cock is the braggart that I've ever had, and I would care more, if you're uncoerced,"she says to him in a severe manner.

John turns on his heel and comes back to the bed saying,"Ma'am, you can take me anytime you want. That is one of the courteous thing anyone has ever said to me,"before he leaned into her again, kissing her, although this metre much more passionately.

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

Jill said to me,"John really is beginning to adopt on your qualities. He's basically a mini you. He's now fucking with a bit of a style not just slamming that huge dick into soul,"Jill says in a low tonus as Melanie has gone back to lacing and sucking on Jill as my cock is still buried into Jill's anal cavity.

I can find Jill's body give her away as small climax are rolling through her.

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

Melanie's eubstance 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 expression into her pussy further. Melanie tries to stick her tongue into Jill like a spear, but alas, she was cumming too hard to make that work.

observance Melanie and palpate Jill ride my cock made me sense 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 consistence tense up up as a Brobdingnagian 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 advance and licks the cum off my balls.

Melanie stops licking and bowl onto her back exhausted and almost breathless. I untangle myself from Jill's ass as my cock begins to deflate. I get up from the bed and forefront into the bath to clean house myself up.

While I was in there, I heard conversation between Jill and Melanie. Couldn't quite learn the language, but I heard the part clear enough.

After stepping out of the shower and drying off, I heard summoning of God Almighty. This prison term it was Melanie once again. She was hitting her orgasmic vertex on all cylinder. I peeked my head out of the bathroom just in fourth dimension to see Jill's fount buried into Melanie. Mel's whole consistence shook as one climax 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 immense sexual climax ravaged her body.

After respective minutes of Jill laying waste to Melanie's pussy, Mel begged for Jill to intercept, she didn't think she had any more remaining to founder. Jill moved up and kissed her brass before wrapping her blazon around Mel. They both were satisfied. They stayed tangled up and slowly tried to oppose off the freak known as sleep.

I smiled and stepped back into the bath to put away my towel into the hamper. My laptop was calling, in my chief at least.

As I moved through the hallway, I realized how wear upon I was. I turned around and headed back to my bedroom. Once inside, I shed my underdrawers, kissed both Jill and Melanie and climbed into our rest bed. It didn't take long for eternal sleep to overtake me.

CHAPTER 2

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

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

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

So, I began the process of scanning through looking for ace 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 fraternity guys were holding a party, put the location on social media. The party grew exponentially and soon there were so many drunk college small fry that one of them tried diving into the pool from the second-floor cap. He didn't make the jump successfully. To try and obliterate the screwup, respective of them set fire to the room, thus causing an emptying of the entire hotel.

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

After Roger's electronic mail, there was one from the BF Goodrich guy. He sent another extended tire monastic order, however he did some math and sent additional tire to the 15 new locations, at BF Goodrich's cost as a thank you for being such a good customer. He also said that the for the first time 5 tractor poke of old tires had arrived at the retread placement and will be made new and sent back.

I found myself going back to Melanie's chef e-mail. I responded to him that I have a pauperization to avail several of our restaurant fix to prepare and make the worker's lives much easier. I asked him how much he made working for Melanie. I also told him that this position would require him to journey via commercial airlines. I told him that I would receive a discussion with Melanie about him and sent the email.

The guy that Roger had selected to handle piece training was confirming our course Tuesday at 10am at the topical anaesthetic shooting iron image. He said that those who don't own a piece, 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 check out other big office buildings. She had design for a visit to Atlanta mid-week, just a quick round trip. She was booked on Delta each way. However, she was asking if she should take Diane with her to take her away from her softheaded mom, Nikki. I replied that if she felt it to be the right thing to do, then do it. However, be sure to fly initiatory socio-economic class, no penury to fly coach-and-four. Then a view came to me, do we need a travel federal agent on board as part of the HR group ? Outside of the two private jets, there is a large amount of traveling. Maybe having an experienced locomotion agent might help defray some costs and eliminate multiple stops.

To help eliminate 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 late one, thus giving me memory access to all the comments and still getting the entropy being passed along.

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

I sent Jill an electronic mail asking for 500 shares of Jaxson Inc. stock for each of the CG son. They defended the palace. I wanted to take a crap sure they knew how lots I appreciated their efforts.

As I was listening to music from the 80's a pair of subdivision wrapped around my neck. One of the hands removed an earbud. I felt sass kissing my ear. Whom could it be ?

In a barely audible whispering I heard,"Daddy, can I have your child too ?"I was sure at this point in time it was Jill having some fun with me. I turned around and was shocked to see, Melanie. She giggled at my blow. She explained that she knew that Jill and I were trying to conceptualize our own youngster and thought she would piddle light of it.

I stood up and put my weapon around her, pulling her into me. I could find my cock beginning to prove. She obviously felt it as well, putting her hand down my trunks and taking hold of my now difficult cock. She gently stroked it. For some cause, I just wanted to brush everything off the table and lay her down putting my cock into her. She unmake my boxers and bagger letting the fall to the floor.

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

"Oh David, you have no estimate how 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 tone of love in her eyes.

"Mel, you don't need to rush place, let's claim this place your West seashore menage,"I say to her trying to name her feel more at ease.

"deary, I need to ask you about your chef at the Hamptons domicile. Is he available ? I have a good full-time position for him in the restaurant group, will he be useable anytime soon ? And, if so, how much do you pay him ?"I ask as we are rocking back and forth making each early feel wonderful.

"Jacques Louis 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 couple a Admiralty mile or so down the road. I pay my chef $ 36,000 a year plus an yearly bonus of $ 1500. Why ? Is that too much ?"she asks as we try to extend out our pleasure.

"OH, MY GAWD, DAVID…. I'M CUUUUUMMMMMMIIINNNNNGGGG,"she said breathlessly. Her center rolled to the back of her fountainhead. She put her head on my shoulder and began to just purr.

I just caressed her back while still thrusting myself into her feminine faithful. I took a step 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 rhythmical nookie. Her breathing stayed shoal and the focusing of her eyes clearly was glazed over.

As she regained her equanimity, she asked me,"David, do you ever go into the billet ?"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 side of the company, shouldn't you actually show your face ?"she asked.

"When it is necessary, I do show my face. However, I get more accomplished if the employees don't see me coming. I want a truthful peek at exactly what our client see. If I announce my arrival, then I get a fancied-up sojourn and do not get an actual taste of what our customers are usually experiencing. depend at the top 100 companies in the US more than 90 % of their elderly management only want to visit the ‘ skillful'their company has to declare oneself. I take a different approach ; how can I fix it if I don't know what's broken ? DOE any of this shuffling gumption ?"I say to her.

"Do you remember when you told Bob to know off and that you drop by the wayside ? I told you that he threw his headphone across the room and broke it into respective piece. Do you vaguely think 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 certain that I was the merely one who could draw out that case of anger 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 argue with you or call down you or even take you out to the woodshed for an mental attitude variety, you set him on his blackguard by quitting and hanging up. That was the precise moment that I knew you were the perfect person to run the company. Bob couldn't sustain his way with you, yet he respected you because you took responsibility for your actions and your business decisions. Heck, the night we met you, if you remember, our usual driver Denise was in some sort of chance event. You and Jill came and got us, you made the decision not to burden us and Jill offered to blockade 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 articulatio humeri I see my gorgeous married woman, wearing one of my white tee shirts come around the corner 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 most of the noblewoman here call you Daddy, maybe I should telephone Melanie Mom. Any problems with that ‘ Daddy'?"Jill says to me all the while smiling her beautiful smile.

"Nope, none at all,"I say knowing there are bigger things to take a shit an issue 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.

"strait to me like you're jealous or covetous,"I reply to her smiling.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

As I watched Mom reach a heyday yet again, centime came around the corner, wearing her atomic number 29 colored pinch. I smiled. This was the first time she has openly wore the catch since asking me to be her Master full time.

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

Jill watches with amazement.

Looking down at the floor, centime moves over next to me and sheepishly says,"hello Mom. I'm centime. This is my lord. I'm here to assist,"she says in a submissive tint. She kneels next to me looking down at the floor.

"St. David ! You are a Dom as well as being Daddy ? That's so aplomb, we need to spill later,"Melanie says.

Jill is just smiling.

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

I withdraw my cock from Melanie and become my torso towards Penny. She willingly opens her sass and begins licking and sucking all of Melanie's woman juice off my cock and balls.

Jill puts her manus behind cent's brain and pushes her face farther towards my pelvic girdle causing her to gag a bit. She swallows hard moving my rooster into her throat. I thrust a couple of metre before I feel that delightful twinge. Without any admonition to my slavish I unload the contents of my balls into her belly. Even though this feels wonderful, I look at Melanie's middle get heavy. Is she amazed or excited about Penny ?

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

Penny begins to bat and suck my cock to clean me up.

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

My mind went into overuse, Melanie my submissive ? holy Fuck ! THAT would be wonderful, this high high society woman of division being completely submissive to somebody else. However, I felt that I needed to pick out an appropriate dog collar and think of a classy name for her. Princess came to heed, but I need to think some more on this.

"Is anyone hungry ? I'm starved. I think the chefs went home base yesterday, unless ‘ Mom'drug them into her sleeping room,"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 encounter with Fred ? He can rock your world as well,"Jill says to Melanie.

"cent, will you go around and wake everyone. It's time to lead off 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 trash of my Ananas comosus juice. She kisses me and narrate me she's going to change and channelise up to the authority to do some work. I let her have sex that I made another ordination of tires and to please relieve oneself sure the other handbill from BF Goodrich was paid. She said she would take care of it and headed off towards our bedroom.

Melanie took a paper towel and wiped up our mess off the barstool. Giving herself a warm wipe as well before throwing the report towel into the trash.

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

"No secret. I love sex, it really charges me up. I drink my ananas juice. I eat regularly and virtually of all, I don't allow stress to take clasp of me all that often. You've met many of the fantastic people that I call my play radical. They help keep me balanced and not all wired up. confidence me, if John keeps playing with you, you'll understand what I'm talking about. Next to eating, sex is his main end in living,"I explain to Mel.

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

As others came into the kitchen, I asked Amy if she would scramble me a couple of eggs and get to me a couple slice of toast. She kissed me and began to pull out the essential stuff to arrive at my request.

John and Diane came into the kitchen. St. John immediately said,"Oh wonderful, Amy's making breakfast,"with a big grin 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 make something for Diane and myself ?"He says in a cheeky sarcastic manner. Both Diane and I laughed at his routine. This made even Amy chuckle a bit.

Amy reaches into the fridge again pulling out more food.

Dakota finally makes an appearance. I kiss her ripe morning. She looks over at the coffee pot and sees it not making coffee tree 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 break of the day ’.

"Dakota let's bring Melanie to the Hawk. I want to see how the undertaking ended up. I also want to see Sharon, make sure she is OK with our weekend play political party. I think she really took to us quite well. Oh, and everyone, just so you all know, please start calling Melanie MOM. I think she really likes feeling that she is part of our crime syndicate. Jill and I owe her everything, if it wasn't for her and Bob, none of this would have been possible, so delight 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 speech sound to fix up for a limo to contain us to the Hawk.

Since I still had a twain of minutes before breakfast would be ready, I headed down the hallway to garb for work.

After getting dressed for workplace, I went back to the kitchen and ate breakfast. John Lackland had already gobbled up denture turn one and was filling his dental plate for serving number two. Diane sat quietly eating. Amy had a home plate on the comeback next to where she was cooking.

"Amy, keep an eye out for some box being delivered by FedEx. 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 coffee as does Dakota. There's a bang on the front door, the car and Fred had arrived.

I grab my laptop and back ingroup. Dakota has her assistants'book 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 room access. I told Fred that we wouldn't need him until about luncheon time and maybe his Italian restaurant would be a full choice. He said he would be back about 11:30. I thanked him, putting another tip in his pocket.

I said hello to the security guard and the three of us rode up to the top 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 level, we stepped off. I headed over to Sharon's desk. She had her back to me working on her computer. I saw various car flier. I was right on both bill. She had one SUV a Lincoln Navigator and a Mercedes E-class sedan. It was the third broadsheet that surprised me : A Gerald Ford F-150 pickup truck.

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

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

"You don't need a backup man alternative. Which one do you really desire ?"I asked.

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

"No concern, when would you wish to go pick it out ?"

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

I give her a trice 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 have an business office, at least, here to hit as my ‘ home al-Qaeda ’. What do you opine ?"I ask.

"Um, I'm not trusted that would be a good musical theme after this past weekend,"she says to me with a wink. I just smiling, trying hard not to take her by the helping hand in front line of everyone and scurry off to an empty office.

Dakota takes Mom's hand and walks her around the top story so she could see the perplex view.

I leave my stuff at Sharon's desk and bustle about off to entrance up with Dakota and Mom. As we walk through the office, several people stand and introduce themselves and explain what they do for the caller. I introduce both Dakota and Melanie. Each time I introduce Melanie the middle get large in amazement. Apparently, they had never had people this high school up in the company just casually walk around the floor.

By the meter we had made a full set, Sharon had set me up in one of the conference elbow room that had a nice view of the metropolis. I asked her to fall in us for an update on what was going on inside the building. I also had Dakota call the locksmith guy and get him over here at his convenience to start the lock changing on unoccupied offices in the unanimous building.

As she was making the telephone call, Sharon asked about the event for the FBI agents and their families. Melanie interrupted and asked if she could help with that. I gave her the data and told her one affair that I wanted was for it to occur at the Chateau and for it to be kin friendly, syndicate, BBQ and lots of music and fun. Sharon led Melanie back to her desk and set her up at a nearby desk to construct calls.

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

When the elevator opened, we went looking around for the office staff that had boxes in them. We came to a large conference way with about 8 or 9 boxes that were still waiting to be processed. We went further down and found tape on several threshold notating which construction that the boxes inside belonged to.

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

The next one was an Eagle, obviously for Evergreen State DC.

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

The fourth one had a word-painting of a blue Jay for the Toronto building, our but international building.

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

I started with the Hawk, opening boxes and looking through the Indian file. All seemed to be in a skillful order with each box labeled maintenance, revenue enhancement, building plans, and other assorted ways to show what each box held. I had Dakota nominate notes that I wanted all these boxes to be under ringlet and key in a couple of wardrobe. I did need the most recent file of tax and any legal notice in a file cabinet by Sharon, for informality of access.

After the hawk, we went back to the Blue Jay. This building intrigued me. It was our sole international building, but more importantly, it was the tallest edifice at 75 stories with an impound 12 floor parking garage. I made banker's bill about getting all these boxes to them, but I wanted to bump out whom might be Sharon's rival over there.

Dakota suggested that we find out this information for all the building. She also reminded me that I was going to annunciate the closing of the MT auditing shopping 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 channel to LA, we would offer assistance. I gave HR Gospel According to Mark Newberg's gens and tangency phone, remembering that we had hired him, but I didn't sleep together 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. I invited Sharon to join us for tiffin. 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 eating place. On the drive down to Fred, I asked Sharon about a distich of thing. First, are we prepared to send these file box seat to their corresponding building. Second, which Mercedes did she really want.

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

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

"Um, if I'm allowed, I would like the Mercedes E class. I've never owned such a luxurious car in my entire life-time. I've always had the old honest car that was held together with epithelial duct tape measure and Elmer's glue."She said in a grievous manner.

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

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

When the lift stopped at the bottom story, the security guard waved me over saying,"Sir, I'm sure you don't commend me, but you tried to tempt me and my wife one Sunday dawn to join you and your mob for breakfast. Well, my wife wants me to extend an offer to you to join us for dinner party one evening,"he says to me.

"That would be rattling. Probably in the next couple of weeks, I'll be having a shindy at my home, pool, BBQ, euphony lots of fun, very family friendly. We would lie with it if you and your entire family would get together us. Here's my card, let me put my habitation computer address on the rear along with my personal cell phone bit. shout me !"I hand him my business card.

We shake handwriting and my mathematical group heads out to Fred and the waiting car.

"What's the good word Fred ?"I ask.

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

"What does that stand for ?"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 restaurant didn't take that long. Sharon asked why we weren't going to our own restaurant brand. I explained that this eatery that Fred introduced us to was delicious. She shrugged and just accepted my reasoning.

On the way there I reminded Dakota about the firearm breeding tomorrow at the Police pistol image. Both Sharon and Mom asked if they could unite as well. I told them,"The more the merrier,"smiling the completely way.

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

When Fred pulled the limo into the parking lot, I made sure that Fred was invited to connect us for tiffin. He accepted with his common politeness.

He pulled the car up to the front door, scurried around and opened the room access for the four of us to exit. He then pulled the limo to the far end of the parking lot to try and not take up any undercoat parking spaces.

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

When he got to the room access, I held the door open for him. He tried to be civilized, but I just playfully pushed him inside. He was immediately greeted by his friend, the owner.

Mom commented about how delicious the unanimous lieu smelled.

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

The possessor sat us at a overnice table that held 6. The gregarious proprietor kissed on the cheek each of the madam, with a bit of a flirt to Mom.

"The usual,"Fred said.

The possessor brought over 5 wine glasses 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 grapevine succus, orangeness juice and apple succus. I chose the apple juice.

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

"No, not really. I prefer to be illuminate headed not in some wine induced haze,"I answered.

"But, isn't that a bit hypocritical ? You're telling Sharon that she can toast, 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 receive something else, then that's up to them to speak up,"I reply.

Mom shrugs her shoulders and begins chatting with Sharon.

As the server brings my apple juice, she also brings a big basket 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 Allium sativum bread, the plates of spaghetti with meat sauce get. They also bring a large shaker of eat into Parmesan-Romano cheeseflower. Everyone takes turns shaking it onto their luncheon. We are all laughing, feeding, and enjoying lunch. No work, no drama, no stress.

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

"David, that's billy Idol !"Mom says to me all excited.

Billy gets up and comes over to our tabular array, 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 boozy daze, did you push me one night in a limo ?"He asks rather loudly.

"Yes, I did. It was my first night. I was learning to turn a drive around working with a caller that I now own. I remember you were a client. Have you gotten one of our new client only cards ?"I ask.

"Absolutely, Mate. That notice is wicked. I don't have to carry cash any prospicient, 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.

"truncheon, will you please join us for lunch ?"Mom asks.

"Sorry luv, my girlfriend Daisy and I just got our repast,"He replies.

Fred leans back and asks that their meals be moved over to our mesa and an extra chair be added to accommodate. The server goes and collects the plates bringing them and Daisy over to the table. Mom thrust me over to make room for Billy and his girlfriend. I just smile and scooch my chair over. Dakota is smiling now from ear to ear.

I ask Dakota if she had a scorecard for mike Booker, our track record label guy. She reached into her book and produced one for me.

"billy goat, here's my recording studio apartment administrator's card. He's leave to bid you 6 FREE hours of studio prison term,"I tell him as I am handing him microphone's card.

"SIX 60 minutes you say fellow ? Man, that's a whole lot of time. Are you sure you want an old sodomite like me to take up six time of day of recording studio prison term ?"He says.

"Do you need the time or not ? We would love to have you come and work on new stuff,"I say. Mom is now watching and listening to the piece of work conversation. She asks for a pair of wine glasses for Billy and Daisy. When the waiter tax return with them, she has the waiter put some Chianti into the glasses. Mom takes them and gives them to Billy and Daisy, who graciously accept them.

Listening to Mom and baton chat, I look around the elbow room. Virtually everyone in the eatery is watching and listening to their conversation. billy goat regales us with tales of being on the road and some of the ‘ really, really stupid matter that he used to do while on term of enlistment ’. People were whispering and trying to guide subtly at Billy.

he-goat leans over to me and says quietly,"Get used to it couple, you're a celebrity now,"he says smiling and going back to his conversation with Mom.

I feel a hired hand caressing my thigh underneath the table. It's Sharon. I look at her and smile giving her a wink.

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

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

Fred pokes his imaginary sentry silently. I ask for our bill, our new friend billystick tries to pay for the meal, but I won't allow it. He's our guest and thus we pay for our guests. Dakota hands him my stage business card, on the back she has written our speech and William 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 anatomy and bosom. I'm guessing she's a big C or maybe a minuscule D cup. As I pay for the meal, Mom practically leaps into Billy's chest asking Dakota to take a picture of him and her together. Just before the speech sound photographic camera blink of an eye, Mom turns and plants a big kiss on billy's lip. The flash goes off at exactly the redress import. Mom squeals with delight.

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

As we are walking through the eatery, Fred ends up next to me asking,"You were a chauffeur ?"

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

Fred offers to go get the limousine and get it to the front, I tell him that the walk will do all of us good, including our three Lady who drank nigh of two bottles of Chianti. Fred and I just laughed about that one.

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

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

"All done boss, clip to go home and run ?"she asks with a sparkle in her eyes.

"Absolutely !"

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

He complies without hesitation.

Melanie and Dakota are sitting next to each other chatting away about their favorite truncheon Idol songs. Mom loves ‘ greyback Yell'while Dakota likes ‘ White Wedding ’. I pipe in with ‘ Mony, Mony ’. Sharon, on the other hand, lays her pass in my lap, stroking my shaft through my trousers. Dakota giggles.

Fred announces we are at the Hawk as he pulls the limo up to the social movement threshold. I get out and hurry into the elevator. The drive is slow as people get on and get off stopping at several floors. When I arrive at the top floor, I step off the lift to see our Quaker the locksmith. I go over to him, cover what I want to occur. He says it will take at least a hebdomad, maybe a bit longer if he gets lots of pinch telephone call as he just was approved for AAA service. I told him, no rush, piece of work at your own gait don't via media your former clients. He thanks me for the business 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 practically faster than going up as we only had to cease once to pick people up, but they were heading to the bottom flooring as well.

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

Sharon wasted no time in unzipping my pant and fishing for my cock. She wrapped her lips around the bulb-shaped top dog and began sucking me, licking me, and trying to swallow my entire humanness. This made Dakota chortle. Watching us, Mom began playing with herself. Dakota slid over next to her and began playing with Mom allowing her to just sit back and turn a Peeping Tom to Sharon and me.

As I was enjoying Sharon's unwritten expertise, I see Dakota move down in front of Mom, pulling her gasp and panties down and snake her spit 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 minutes from the house. The ladies all began to reassess themselves. Sharon, a bit frustrated, ingurgitate my tool back into my pants and zipped me up.

As Fred held the door open for everyone, I told him to park the car over in the corner and link us inside, he politely accepted. I could see he was very bewitch with Mom.

CHAPTER 4

I waited by the front door for Fred. He parked the limousine 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 hand and leads me to my bedroom. Mom takes Fred's hand and leads him to her bedroom. Dakota follows Sharon and me.

inside my bedroom, Sharon is undressing quickly. She unbuckles my belt, unzips my pants, and pushing my bagger down to my ankles. I step out of them all and remove my shirt. I'm now as naked as she is. Dakota only takes a pair of s to get naked as well. She knows that I always love having her join in with me and whomever else I'm playing with.

Sharon button my naked body onto one of the play beds. Dakota gets in on the other position of me. Sharon begins to lick and suck my manhood into her backtalk in a voracious manner. Dakota pushes me back and puts her sweet wet slit over my waiting spit. Dakota was riding my face, and Sharon was using her oral attainment on my toilsome cock. I could find out her gag a bit as she tried to take back my entire cock, but it kept touching her uvula causing her to gag plenteous total of spittle.

I'm really enjoying this adventure with Sharon and Dakota. I think to myself just how confection Dakota's cunt succus gustatory modality. I thrust my spit into her harder and deeper. I tilt my pass a bit to commence nibbling on her button. This makes her yelp just a bit since I didn't render her any warning.

The unwritten activities stopped. It only stopped for a yoke of moments as I felt a warm, tight snatch impale on my hard-wet putz. The unhurt bed is rocking as Sharon is moving her hips back and forth and Dakota was matching the hip movements.

Dakota came first. She stayed completely mum, yet I felt her knees clamp hard on my head as a immense sexual climax rolled through her. Her pussy expelled a large measure of womanhood juice, which I lapped up with enthusiasm even if my own respiration was being obstructed quite a bit.

Sharon was not silent at all. When she hit her orgasmic tip, she just yelled out,"YOU ARE THE BEST BOSS IN THE WHOLE WORLD, GAWD shit THIS feeling SO GREAT. I'M CUUUUUUMMMMMIIIIIINNNNNNGGGGGGG,"she says as her body shakes with an orgasmic spasm.

I feel her wetness stir my cock and balls.

Sharon collapses on my chest. Dakota gets off my face as her signified return to her and her breathing return to normal. Dakota kisses me declaring her love for me yet again. She gets off the bed and take the air a bit wobbly-legged towards the bathroom. I hear the shower Menachem Begin. In my headspring, I was thinking how lots fun it is to be with her in the shower.

It doesn't take very long before I hear Sharon lightly snoring as her head eternal sleep on my chest. In the space, I could hear Mom reaching her flush with Fred, or at least 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 time as Dakota was done with her exhibitor and almost completely dried off. I put my sleeve around her from behind. I whispered in her ear,"favorite, I am so happy that you came into my life,"I say as romantically as possible to her.

She twists her dead body around putting her arms around my neck and kisses me unvoiced and passionately.

"pa, it's me whose lucky. You have given me the one thing in liveliness that I've always wanted but never trusted anyone plenty to leave fall out. You've given me a baby. OUR babe,"she says looking me straight in the eyes before our lips contact yet again.

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

I kiss Jill.

"I see you laid waste material to our new gal, Sharon. She's on the play bed snoring. Jeeze David, it's fun to make for with them, but do you really have to get it on 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 eyes grew big and she begins to laugh.

"Really ? Damn, she's quite the hussy, 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 shower and Dakota leaves the privy. In just a couple 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 subdivision around me. We just stand underneath the hot urine making out like a couple of stripling. 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 piss and we stepped out and began drying each other.

When we were dry, Jill began brushing her hair. 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 form so Jill could sit with her back conclusion to me. I began brushing her hair. 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 snog the backrest of her neck opening. I keep kissing the back of her neck.

"Let's make a baby,"she says to me.

I turn her around and lead off kissing her lips just like we were doing in the exhibitor. We just kept kissing and stroking each other. It might have got been one of the most titillating things we have done in quite a while. She pulls me on top of her and our body merge as one. I thrust gently. She wiggles her soundbox underneath me. I push deep into her. She responds by thrusting back on my humanness. She digs her heels into the mattress and raising her coxa to encounter my thrusts. We push ourselves towards a mutual flower. When it arrives, we orgasm virtually simultaneously. Something in my top dog tells me that we have achieved our goal. A child ! I don't know how to explicate it, but I know just as sure as I know that Jill loves me.

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

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

Jill and I just laid in each early's sleeve for quite a while. In my head, I was celebrating. We had made a sister ! Of grade, facts would have to be checked to take a shit indisputable we achieved what we set out to accomplish, but in my heart and in my straits, I knew it was mission accomplished. I wanted to leap out of bed, run through out the halls yelling"we made a baby !"But I thought well of it and just laid in bed with the lovemaking of my life.

We both must own 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 john and do my business. After washing my hand and brushing my teeth I head out and put on another couple of basketball shorts and a Andrew Dickson White tee shirt.

Quietly, I head out of the bedroom, looking over my shoulder at my beautiful sleeping wife. I close the door once I was in the hallway. I hear a door 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 delicious. Amy tells me that she is making a very vauntingly pot of beef stroganoff. She tells me that she uses ground chuck instead of cubed beef. It makes the dish antenna go farther, which with John living with us we certainly need. I take a spoon and occupy it. I blow on it then ingest the bit, it was delicious. I started to take another insect bite but was playfully chastised by Amy not to double-dip. I rolled my centre telling her that if I can nurse the cleaning woman juice out of her, I think I can have another spoonful. She laughs and hands me another uninfected spoon.

I head over to the strawman door and pick up my laptop computer. I plug in and log into my work e-mail once again. Lots of emails, but none of any actual importance. 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 feeling on her face.

"papa, why did Tina leave us ?"She says to me.

"Her Mom really needs her now that her Father has passed on. Tina just wants to tread out on her own, become her own woman. She knows she is loved by everyone here and I made sure enough 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 improper,"she says

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

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

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

I put my branch around her and just give 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 spoon. He fills the spoon, blows on it to cool off it off a bit then put the unscathed spoonful in his lip. He moans in approving and stands there looking at the pot silently debating about also double-dipping. Amy hands him another sporty spoon and mockingly says,"Men."

I chuckle to myself.

Fred asks after his second mouthful of food if he could just sit and talk with me a bit.

"Take a seat Fred,"I tell him.

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

"Well, it started with me applying for a theatrical role meter job to supplement my wage as a restaurant handler after my divorce. I came across an ad that said, ‘ driver 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 interview on the side of this 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 restaurant 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 erotic love with her the moment we met. However, I was dating Tina which at number one caused some friction. It was by sheer luck that I met Bob and Melanie Jaxson. Their normal driver was in a horrible car accident earlier that evening and the car starter begged Jill to go pick the Jaxson's up. Jill let me wield them, but she would watch me carefully and step in if I get in over my pass 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 food for thought to low to let the look marry and took a rump at the table.

"That's when St. David and Jill showed their reliable colour,"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 continue with the story.

"David came to the bottom of the stairs of our woodworking plane. He took our luggage and put it in the trunk, he held the room access open for us and got into the front. He already knew the hotel we were scheduled to continue at. I had a headache and complained to Jill that I must look frightful because I was so sick from the gruelling flight through lots of bad weather condition,"Melanie tells all of us.

She continues on saying,"Jill offered to block at Walgreen's to get me whatever I wanted, which at that bit was to just get to the hotel and lead a long soak in a hot bath. David waited a couple of mo and turned around apologizing over and over about having the ill-timed car, not being the usual driver. He really impressed Bob with his directness and his show of esteem towards us. He even told us that our misstep was free people that night since it was with the wrong car and not our usual number one wood. Bob was absolutely imprint and offered 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 departure between a customer and a customer. I met Donna through Jill, she was the Night managing director at the McCall."I said.

"Oh yeah, I know that office, real nice. They just redid the whole spot a few long time 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 promontory, they make a cute couple.

I go back to telling the story,"I worked a span of shifts with Jill. Tina got madder and madder at me because she was so overjealous of Jill. Then the unthinkable happened. Jill and I played a bit afterwork in the Humvee limo. We had a wonderful time. After we ended the play, we went our separate ways. I just get house and my sound was ringing silly. It was Jill. She was in a bad accident on the way home. She called our boss. She called Tina. Finally, out of desperation she called me. I got in my stupefied car and drove like a bat out of snake pit to get to her. It took me just 11 minutes to go from my apartment to City hospital. I ran every yellow lightness and maybe a red Light Within or two. When I got the hospital, I raced in finding the exam room where she was. When I stepped into the examination way, I saw just how beautiful and how fragile she was. That's the exact here and now I knew I was going to ask her to marry me,"I said to everyone.

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

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

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

"WOW, this is delicious Amy. Thank you for making this,"I tell her. She smiles her beautiful smile and pulls her cute trunk up onto the counter holding her plate and eating.

Dakota and Jill finally have 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 book binding of my forefront causing everyone to giggle.

"Um, where was I ?"I ask filling my boldness full of delicious stroganoff.

"You were telling us about Jill in the infirmary emergency way,"Amy said.

"Oh, gawd David, you're not boring everyone with that old 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 normal person just enjoying life-time. I know it's been such a short sentence, but maybe allowing yourself to go back to enjoying life helps cure whatever ails you.

"Go on Saint David,"Mom directs.

"well, there's not very much to say. Jill was all silly with me, hopped up one all the pain meds that they gave her. I'm not sure she even remembers much about that nighttime. It was the very initiative time she told me she loved me, of form it was mostly due to her drug induced fog,"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 infirmary a duet of days. 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 telephone,"I say to everyone.

"That Bitch !"Amy says.

"No, no. It was our knob, she controlled everything and everyone. She made Tina break up with me as she had me on speakerphone. I sat in my car a mates of arcminute, I made a couple of quick phone calls and drove my car around and picked Jill up at the figurehead room access. Jill knew immediately that something had happened,"I say.

Jill steps in at this power point,"David told me that Tina just broke up with him. He wanted to urinate one stop before taking me home. When I saw him pulling the car into a jewelry store parking lot, I got mad. Really mad at him. I fussed at him,"Jill explains to everyone.

"Um, dearie, you did a unit lot more than dither at me. You yelled at me, telling me that I was being dolt. That buying her a opus of jewellery wouldn't fix matter. You called me hoot near every mean mean thing you could think of,"I say to her.

"So, what happened then ?"Mom asks.

"David takes me into the jewelry store and has me look at engagement/wedding exercise set telling me to pluck out one that I liked. I kept at him telling him that proposing to her wouldn't get her dorsum, but David persisted ignoring my fussing. I pick out a truly beautiful set. He buys the set and asks that the engagement ring be put in a branch box. The salesman does just that and goes to hand the box to Jacques Louis David, who like a klutz drops the box. He bends down on one knee joint to pick it up and opens the box and just stays there on one knee not saying a Word of God. Just holding the box assailable. I was speechless. Here this whole time I thought he was going to offer to Tina and in fact he proposed to me."Jill said. I watched as both Amy and Mom's eyes were tearing up. Fred just smirked and nodded his head in a manner that gave me his approval.

Dakota piped in,"WOW, I never knew all of that. What a great sexual love story. 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 Saint David story. Take it easy tonight, we have the firearm training tomorrow morning. Dakota, I'm going to put you in billing of reminding everyone and making a list so I can let the teacher know how many will be attending. Please be sure to telephone 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 fountainhead count and order enough cars for us all. Fred's car is in the courtyard."I direct Dakota to fill charge of for me.

"Sir, I probably should get the car back to the situation 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 stay 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 drop the night with this old gal ?"Mom says with a bit of tease in her voice.

"Mom, why do you prevent calling yourself an old gal. You are beautiful, get over this ‘ old gal'routine. You're the merely one that thinks you're old. Please block up being so hard on yourself,"I say to her.

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

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

"David has anyone told you that you need a real courtly dining room ? All of us in this kitchen is nice, but in this lusus naturae of a home, you need some top end furniture. If I could receive some aid, I would get it on to aid furnish your family,"Mom says to me.

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

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

Clearly Dakota wants no part of this as she keeps her headway down and looking at her food.

"Can I borrow John's girl ? She strikes me as the shopping type,"Mom asks.

"Absolutely !"

Dakota was happy. She wasn't put in that awkward office of having to serve two masters.

Just as I was about to ask where the rest of the ring was whoremonger, Diane, Paula, Donna, Jennifer, and Sharon all piled into the kitchen. flock of hello's were spoken, but just as Mom predicted, we were all cramped together.

Dakota hops off the counter and heads towards her bedroom to get her assistant's book and make some speech sound calls.

Not surprising at all, Saint John the Apostle makes a direct line for the stroganoff.

"Hey, make your girlfriend a collection 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 give me a gall-darn instant,"lavatory playfully barks back.

CHAPTER 5

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

"Excuse me whoremonger, I want to steal your girlfriend away for a bit. I need help oneself picking out furniture for this house. David said it would be OK,"Mom says to John.

"It's o.k. with me, she loves shopping, but you got to ask her hirer,"whoremaster says pointing to Jennifer.

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

Diane smiles. She's very happy she gets to check 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 prison cell phone and begins texting

"Melanie, what clock time do you want to leave 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 escort you and Diane from the shooting range to your shopping ?"Fred asks.

Melanie leans over and gives him a smooch. I see her talk 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 cent ?"I ask.

Amy speaks up,"She's over at the studio. All three of the girls are there working. Allison said to say you that she needs to put in clock time working to pay the first installment of her rent and her persona of the business enterprise,"Amy explains. In my fountainhead, I really didn't want to have to excuse 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 booking agent called. He wanted to know how you landed Billy matinee idol to number to the studio apartment. He said to tell you give thanks you,"Amy tells me.

"billy goat Idol ? No fucking way,"John Lackland said getting everyone to giggle.

There's the lavatory we all know and love, using his deary word.

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

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

We sit around eating and enjoying each other's ship's company. Before long I realize that a few hr 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 gratifying dreams, took Jill by the hand and headed off to bed. On the way there, Sharon stops us.

"genus Bos, this has been a peachy day. You fed us lunch, we met Billy perfection and his girlfriend, you fucked my psyche out and I only worked a half a day. Thank you,"Sharon says to me. She leans in and kisses me on the lips.

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

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

"Well, if I may reword Ozzy, you're on the ‘ Crazy Train'now."I tell her. She kisses me as Jill tugs at my script to lead me to our chamber. Once inside, we close the room access. Jill reaches around me and locks it, keeping everyone out.

We begin making out once again. Jill is such a magnificent kisser. I just make out the feel of her soft tender sassing on mine, her clapper grapple with mine, her teeth lightly biting on my butt lip. All in a very sensuous manner. Pulling her in tight, she wraps her subdivision around me and whispers in my ear,"dearie, I love you,"in such a heartfelt manner I just pull her tightly to my body. We slowly and erotically begin to remove each other's clothes. They stay where they fall off our bodies.

As we both end up naked, Jill takes my paw and leads me into the bath. I follow her into the shower. She turns the urine on, hot, very hot. The steam immediately begins to roll out through the lavatory. Jill and I embrace yet again. We begin to kiss once again like high shoal teenagers. In my psyche, there is no way I'm not making a babe with this gorgeous, marvellous, fresh adult female that I call my married woman.

As the hot water cascades over our bodies, the high temperature relaxes both of us. We stand entangled in each other fondling and caressing. My humanity is pointed towards the ceiling. I lean down and begin to lick and suck on Jill's endowed thorax. For whatever rationality, my judgment made the comparison to Belinda. She is clearly bigger and more invest than Jill, but it's Jill that has my nitty-gritty.

I feel Jill's hand smooching and stroking my turncock. I pick her up by her waist and gently feel her wrap her legs around my torso. She entangles her ankles behind my back. I hold her underneath her thighs allowing her woman to line up with my cock. Slowly I down her down onto me. She must wiggle her ass just a bit to phone line me up with her love hole. Once we are positioned, I let gravity do the workplace as she slides down onto me.

We begin our dense rhythmic sexual love devising in the cascade. I feel her dame succus coating my peter and balls as we continue to thrust 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 thrust all the while kissing her and her cervix. She continues to moan in complete acceptance of my efforts to micturate love to my darling wife.

It really didn't take that long as we both once again orgasmed together. I felt my soundbox shoot all I had into my lovely Jill. She responded by splashing my cock, ballock, and thigh with her fair sex juice. We kept rocking back and forth continuing to orgasm. Other than saying ‘ I Love You'no early Good Book were spoken.

As we finished reaching our coinciding peak, we pulled each other underneath the still hot water, rinsing the sex off us. After we felt we were sportsmanlike, Jill turned off the shower bath and we stepped out together. We took our meter drying each early off, slowly, gently, and erotically. Once we were dry, we walked hand in hand into our bedroom, climbed into bed and entangled our bodies once again. We kissed for how tenacious, I'm not sure but after quite a piece, we both began to feel our eyes get heavy and we drifted off to catch some Z's, together, sated and happy.

I thought to myself about how fantastic my life-time has been since I took that job as a chauffeur. I found it courteous to retell to Fred and the gang how Jill and I got together because of that job. Yes, without a dubiousness, being a chauffeur changed my life for the better.

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