The Chauffeur ( # 28 ) hired gun and other poppycock

By PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

When I woke up on Tuesday morning, Jill was still all entangled in me. It took a couple of minutes to untangle and not wake up her. As I stepped into the shower, it dawned on me that neither the surety guys nor the gate people had made it here. I made a genial greenback to phone both.

I knew that our safe guy was now handling the lock alteration at the hawk. Need to receive Sharon ask him to end by at his contraption and fetch up installing the safes that he left in one of the bedrooms.

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

Roger had set us up with someone that he knew and trusted in teaching firearm safety and usance. I suspected that both CG boys, Fred and maybe John have experience with a firearm. I haven't heard anything from any of the ma'am about previous firearm training. I smelled nutrient being cooked, bacon and maybe some sausages, eggs, and toast.

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

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

"commodity Morning everyone,"I said smiling.

I got sight of groan, a couple of good mornings back, and a couple of completely understood because coffee had not taken effect yet.

I went around kissing all the ladies, warning Gospel According to John that I was NOT going to snog him, which drew a big laughter from everyone.

Amy told me that the security guys had already called and would be here shortly. The gate masses said that since we had changed the name from The Commune to the Chateau it would take up a bit more meter to fix the name over the gate. The condom guy said he would look at care of the safe's soon, as he was working diligently on the ignition lock of the Hawk.

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

Since I had already gotten dressed in my dress drawers and a Cuban elan shirt, I headed outside to the kitty homes. I noticed the lights on in the pool home that was now a porn studio. I knocked. Allison answered. I heard moaning and groaning in the background. I saw both Gemini on their knees in front of guys that I recognized from the porn diligence. I didn't see Belinda though. When I asked about her, Allison took my hand and led me to a backwards sleeping accommodation, where she was the centerpiece of a 12-man circle jerky. She whispered in my ear, how activated she was wearing her collar in the house the other day and is looking forward to doing the Same thing again.

I asked her how using the studio apartment was going, she said that she has had a tremendous answer and now has a small waiting list, that included a couple of guys that specialize in the BDSM lifestyle. I reminded her about that guy and his put-on slapping her around, which was not going to be allowed as she was now MY submissive. She readily agreed, noting that she was only directing the BDSM shoot and would not be part of anything without my personal permission, which I was not going to pass on her.

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

I squeezed her ass as I left the porn studio. As I walked back across to the house, I see John peering out the meth room access at me with a big cheesy smiling on his face.

He opened the room access for me. I responded,"No John the Evangelist, it's not what you are hoping happened. I was just checking on our smut studio as I saw their Light on,"He just shook his foreland and went on about his business.

This morning the sign of the zodiac was buzzing. I wasn't sure what got everyone moving around so other, but with Bobby and Sammy cooking, the star sign smelled yummy. I took a plate full of eggs, sausage balloon, sirup, and toast. The guy rope also set out a glass of pineapple plant juice and Milk for me. I sat at the kitchen board thinking about what Mom had said about needing a courtly dining room table. She was right wing. I texted her that I had seen a pecan table somewhere and thought it to be a beautiful table, but that our table needs to be able to invest at least 20 people.

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

Jilly also filled a burnt umber cup, but she also held a home out looking for intellectual nourishment. Sammy gladly heaped food onto her plate. She picked up Mrs. Butterworth 's syrup and carried it over to the table. She used it and then I used it covering my sausage patties with the sugary substance.

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

Both twins took to kissing John Lackland. They pushed their naked bodies against him and began removing his clothes. The first affair he removed was his wallet. He now needed to dry it as soon as possible. Thankfully, he did not have his cellular telephone earpiece in his knickers air pocket when he hit the water.

Corey dove under the pee only to emerge with John's pant and packer short pants. John the Evangelist looked over at the house and just smiled. None of us cared if he has some pond sex with the twins, in fact, I think a twain of the guys, like Marcus, envied John the Divine. I leaned over to Marcus and told him to go juncture John, I 'm sure they would love to cause you as an accession. Marcus wasted no time in getting up, shedding his apparel and went running out into the consortium. I saw Carol swim over to Marcus and begin playing with him.

Amy told me that my boxes had arrived yesterday, while I was in the chamber with Jill. She put them in the nominal head chamber behind the living room. I got up and headed there, with Amy following close behind. I opened the door to see about 50 FedEx box of various size. I didn't even know where to get. I told Amy that I wanted the twins and Marcus to palm the same sorting job here that they did at the Hawk.

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

I felt that wonderful twinge as I began to spud forget me drug after rope of my man semen into Amy. I pulled her into me, hugging her and kissing her. I felt her again reach an orgasm. This time her whole body shook with an orgasmic Rush. We declared our loved for each other as I shot another bout of spermatozoan into her. She wrapped her lithe wooden leg around me pulling me deeper into her as I shot again and again. Her heart glazed over, and I felt her trunk spasm underneath me yet again.

As we were uncoupling, my little Dakota came bounding out from her elbow room to see Amy and I untangling. She came right over to us, kissing each of us. I felt her hand rubbing my cum covered cock. Her light strokes felt wonderful. It didn't take long for me to be hard again just for her. She pulled Amy off me and planted herself down on my lap. She impaled herself onto my manhood in one deft bm. We began to rock back and forth. We continued rocking back and Forth for quite a long fourth dimension. She began kissing me, licking my cervix, and playing with my ear. All of that felt wonderful. I thrust into her, shooting Mexican valium after roach into her. She moaned in total banker's acceptance, declaring her love for me yet again.

Amy didn't leave us, she sat on the end of the frame watching us and fingering her own cum filled snatch. She was making a mess on the leather sofa. Her twat was expelling all the cum that I had put in there. She pulled out two fingers full of cum, licking them clean. She moaned as she cleaned her own fingers. As my cock finally began to puncture, Amy took one last lick of my cock taking tutelage to clean the cum from Dakota off my manhood. Dakota just smiled seeing Amy being subservient to me yet again.

CHAPTER 2

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

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

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

The quietus of the group all chose a car. All three limos were full of our playgroup. Off we went to the shooting iron range.

Marcus was left behind with instructions about the security fellowship along with didactics that the logic gate people may show up as well as the locksmith putting the remaining rubber into diverse room around the mansion. He accepted the responsibility.

As we drove to the range, Jill told us about how hard it was for her to study to modify on the range in the Marines, although she was using More than just a pistol, she had to dispose with a rifle as well.

Sharon told us about growing up in a menage where her Dad went hunting when the season came around. However, it was all a artifice to induce a girl on the side. Her Mom figured it out when he came home after a calendar week of being gone ‘ hunting'but he had the exact same wearing apparel on that he left in. She rummaged through his baggage only to regain a cute lacy bra, certainly not one of her female parent ’. They divorced after that hunting season. He married his ‘ girlfriend'about 6 calendar month later.

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

Dakota had to be cajoled to tattle about throttle. She said she grew up in a thug neck of the woods, lots of crowd, lots of unsavory the great unwashed many if not almost had a gun. She said in high up schooltime one of her admirer was brutalized at point. She was so shaken up that she ended up committing suicide. She told us that she is very apprehensive about this preparation. Jill put her arm around Dakota and said something in her ear that I couldn't hear.

Then the onus was on me. I told them about the Saturday sunrise class that I took my son to when he was about 8. This really pissed off his Mother, but I was intent on taking the ‘ fun'out of handling a firearm. We sat and listened to an instructor teach the kids about the difference between a revolver and a semi-automatic pistol. He showed the Kid how to be able to look at a weapon and bed if there is a safety or not, how to load and unlade a pistol, as well as how to clean a weapon properly. I explained that at his age all his friends were enamored with guns. He told me respective years later as he became a teenager that his best friend billy nearly shot the kinsfolk dog. He had found his Dad's .45 under his pillow and ran around the inside of the sign when it went off. The dog ran and hid underneath a bed. He remembers how billy club just dropped the gun on the base and went running to his bedchamber knowing that he was getting a thrashing when Dad got home. As I told this news report, we arrived at the range.

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

I was happy to see the size of the group once we all emerged from their several limo. The instructor introduced himself and his helper since Dakota had warned him about how big our mathematical group would be.

We all followed him into a classroom case setting where the acquisition would begin. He had many more than handgun than we needed, which was a rest period to me.

As we all took a hindquarters, I noticed that Dakota was seated right succeeding to Jill. Fred, both CG boy already had firearms and carry permits. The teacher had us replete out the carry permit form if we wished to be cleared to hold and handle a firearm.

The first two time of day of the training were…. well…. boring. requisite, but boring.

Before we were even allowed to handle a small-arm, we had to pass a short quiz about handling a gun that the instructor had put together. It was a quick quiz, but it took everyone off safeguard a bit. Surprisingly John and Dakota both finished ahead of everyone else. Jill and I were mo behind. The instructor told us as we were working on the quiz that as you finish you then get to pick a gun to check with.

King John chose a Kathryn Elizabeth Smith & Wesson .357 Dakota took hold of a smaller Smith 9mm that fit her hand.

Jill took hold of a Glock 9mm. I picked up a larger version of Dakota's Smith 9mm, this one had a longer stock that fit my handwriting better.

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

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

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

In my head, I again see the matureness level of John the Evangelist growing. Not all that long ago, he would deliver argued about what gun he wanted, but here he listened to reason and made the switch. Maybe I need to let in him in a tangible work academic term with me.

Now it was meter to head out to the range of a function, but before we did the instructor gave us each a pair of safety glasses. He also did not give us ammo until we got to the scope, he said he would then have us five rounds each. Paula made us snigger again asking what a round was. The instructor explained that around was another word for heater. Paula shrugged her shoulder joint and Jill patted her on the back.

The instructor divided the radical down the middle of the class. One half of the course of study went with the primary instructor, the early half went with the helper. We all got up and followed our respective instructor with him putting each of us at separate stalls in which to take from.

I chose the very end, closest to Dakota and Jill. I wanted to see Jill shoot, but after hearing about Dakota's late experience with a piece, made me occupy about her.

Somehow, John ended up on the other side of me. Jill laughed when she saw me and my shadow, even Dakota laughed a bit seeing Saint John the Apostle following to me.

In my head, it thought this to be a rather easy task, boy was I wrongly. I guess I should be happy that we were all shooting in the same instruction at least. It was clear who had handgun training and who did n't. I was n't bad, all my stave at least hit the object paper. However, misfortunate Paula and Jennifer had no rounds hit the target report. They were both ready to give up almost immediately. The primary instructor moved Jennifer and Paula closer to the CG boys, that way each one of them could give them gentle suggestions about being to a greater extent successful.

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

Next, to me, I heard five shots all grouped together. I turned and saw Jill coaching Dakota. Jill, the CG guys, Fred, and Sammy and Bobby all had put their one shot inside the disastrous, but the CG guy wire and Fred all hit center mountain. The teacher offered to change the target paper from a fair game to one of a ‘ bad guy ’, Dakota readily accepted the offer.

It was as if a light switch turned on with Dakota. She put her next five all in the face of the bad guy……all five ! She smiled at her result, Jill laughed even the instructor made mention that sometimes you just require something Sir Thomas More than a paper quarry to make thing click.

The lowly instructor went along the shooting line offering to change from targets to the bad guy object, John wanted to try. He did ok, all five of his shots hit the guy, but there was no grouping. Bobby stepped over to whoremonger and suggested that he carry the gun with one script and the former hand act as a base underneath the gun caudex to keep the recoil to a minimum. When John tried the suggestion, he got four out of the five together with the 5th one not character of the group but directly between the optic. John was ready to be done after seeing that. We all laughed at our new ‘ triggerman ’. What surprised me the most was the care Jill was showing Dakota on how to properly utilize her weapon.

Dakota would take her five shots, Jill would generate her advice, and then Dakota would burn down five More. Clearly, Dakota was determined to overcome this and kept at it until her shooting became much better.

I asked the instructor if we could get all our military machine citizenry lined up next to each other and have ourselves a footling shoot off. He shrugged his berm and asked the radical if they would be willing, which they all agreed. In my header, I thought that one of the CG son would rise to the top. However, it was a surprisal to me that although the CG son were spectacular, Fred and Jill took top honors. Fred put all five of his again centre muckle on the regular fair game. Jill used the bad-guy target and put all five squarely in the pectus. The CG boys all had center mass stroke, but each one had one unmarried guessing that drifted and touched the line, whereas Fred did not.

Dakota just kept practicing repeatedly, focusing on her mastering this skill. Jill was clearly a expectant help to her giving her advice and direction on bettering her technique.

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

I was impressed that both Sharon and Dakota were determined to dominate this skill. King John, well he was his usual King John self, but he again showed signs of matureness when he was given advice on how to further his shooting skill set. All in all, we had a great fourth dimension. The instructor took a group picture of everyone together holding their gun in front of them. He told me that he would have them developed and mail the set to us.

Once the training class was over, I felt it was time for another capital tiffin at Fred's favorite Italian restaurant. Mom was excited to hear we would be going back there. In her mind our rock 'n' roll star would still be there, however, the remainder of us just rolled our oculus thinking to ourselves ‘ you wish'. It dawned on me that I had made a promise and had not followed through. Before we all got into the cars, I pulled Fred aside and spoke to him. He assured me that he would take guardianship of what I was asking.

Since the CG boy were Fred's nephews, I assumed that they knew of Fred's Italian eatery. Oddly, they had no hint when I asked them to call ahead and let them hump we were coming over, all 14 of us. Thankfully, Dakota had the act already on her telephone set and made the call.

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

"dad, would it be OK with you if I went dwelling house instead of eating luncheon with everyone ? I'm feeling a bit nauseated and the thought of garlic scratch is making my tummy do flip flop,"Dakota said to me.

"Sir, I'd be well-chosen to use up fille Dakota back to the business firm,"Fred offered.

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

As we pulled into the parking lot, Fred pulled up succeeding to the room access and let us out. I kissed Dakota before getting out. She assured me it was nothing to worry about she was just a bit nauseated.

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

Fred left with Dakota. Jill knew by my boldness that I was vex about her. The last two sentence we had maternity issues, there was more to it than just being nauseated. I decided to call Dr. Ronda.

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

"well, my aphrodisiac darling, I'm actually calling you to please give Dakota a vociferation. She is skipping lunch with the crowd and is headed back to the sign. I'm sure that I'm just being a big old worry-wort, but I want to err on the sign of caution. Will you discipline on her as a favor to me ? '' I ask.

"ducky, for you I'd do just about anything. I'll cry her when we hang-up. But don't be surprised if I'm at your house collecting my doc fees,"She gives me a nimble sound kiss and knack up.

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

Jill's earpiece buzzes.

"Hello, this is Jill Greene,"she says.

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

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

"What was that all about ?"I ask.

"A large stockholder of Duke of Marlborough down feather wants to buy all of our sawbuck racetracks. He's put an investor chemical group together and they would like to meet with us tomorrow good morning at the war hawk. They wanted to ready sure they were not intruding on any funeral or family line time with respect to Bob Jaxson."She says to me.

"well, darling, you've told me that the racetrack are corking hard cash cows, their operating price and liability indemnity have gone up exponentially. I was thinking about the financials you sent me and maybe selling one, two, or all of them would be a honest idea. What do you think ?"I say to Jill as we go inside the restaurant.

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

"Didn't we get them in the Happy, Happee limousine sight ? Weren't they bought under the limo licence and we acquired them for next to null like the recording studio apartment ?"I ask.

"Yes, we did. Let me select a quick spirit but off the top of my capitulum we may be able to get them to take the all package, including that one in upstate New House of York that hasn't made money in three or four years."Jill says. I just know it when she gets into the business concern mode, she is so aphrodisiacal then.

The possessor comes over to greet us. Before we even say anything, he has two bottles of Chianti and three handbasket of garlic bread being delivered to the table. He also has several chalk of water supply. Fred had mentioned that we would like body of water with the meal. The owner did inquire where Fred was. I told him he is running one of our party menage, as she wasn't belief well.

"mustiness have eaten Grecian food for thought, too much lamb,"the proprietor says laughing. We all chuckled along with him.

I leaned over to Jill and asked,"Darling do you have a company check with you ? I'll need one for after lunch,"I say to her quietly.

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

"What's it for ?"She asks.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Of course, it was optional. I just don't remember her saying she was uncomfortable with accelerator pedal,"I reply.

I get up and take the air around the table and squat down next to John.

"Hey, where's Diane ?"

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

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

trick takes out his phone and telephone dial it and hands it to me.

"HI HUNNY BUNNY,"Diane says thinking it was whoremonger calling her.

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

"OH dickhead"she replies.

"dearie, why are you at work ? This was supposed to be an outing day for everyone,"I say to her.

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

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

I add,"Darling, can we bestow you lunch or something to eat ?"

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

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

"Well, I keep forgetting,"she says.

"OK but know that we'll talk of the town about fixing that tonight. I want you to have a bright beautiful baby, even if John is the Father,"I say looking at lavatory and laughing. She laughs as well, even John chuckles.

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

I walk back down to my seat. I stop at Sharon and inclination in an ask her,"Will you move down by me delight ?"

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

I put her denture of food down at the vacuous spot, delay for the chair to be set in space and hold Sharon's hand as she sits down.

Just as I sit down adjacent to her, I see Fred paseo in the restaurant. He gives me a promptly thumb up, so I know what I asked him to do is done.

"WOW, luncheon with the chief, '' Sharon says smiling.

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

"Oh, my good. This has been a half-baked day. The gun chain, the classes about how to handle a gun, lunch here, this is an amazing work day,"She says with a big grinning on her face.

"Good, we have an errand to run after luncheon before we head back to the Chateau. Oh, by the way, Jill and I need to earmark the big conference room tomorrow. I don't cognize how long we'll need it but let me Word of God it for the full day. Also, we need to get deep brown, water, juice ready for tomorrow. We have an investment group meeting Jill and me tomorrow. Can you have that ready for us ? '' I ask of her.

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

We all sit and shoot our time enjoying the food and the friendship of everyone at the table. Fred tells me that Dakota got a yell in the car from Dr. Ronda and that she will block off by tonight just to turn back on Dakota.

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

I just laugh.

We spend about an 60 minutes before I see virtually everyone done. Jill and I exchange items, I give her some cash to pay for the meal and she gives me a company check.

I get up and give thanks everyone telling them I need to manoeuvre to the situation for a bit asking Sharon to bring together me. She willingly agrees.

CHAPTER 3

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

"We're not,"

"But you said…."she says.

"Just entrust me,"I tell her.

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

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

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

She picks up the phone and telephone dial individual up.

"She'll be right here. Would you like some umber or bottled water while you wait ?"The receptionist asks.

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

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

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

"I'm Brandi Johansson. My booster prognosticate me BJ. Do I know you from somewhere because you don't looking familiar to me,"she asks.

"Ms. Johansson, you don't know us. I asked for the newest salesperson,"I answer as I try not to be obvious that I'm looking her physical structure over. I guess I wasn't that subtle as I feel a sack in the rib from Sharon.

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

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

"well sir, we don't sell gondola,"she replies.

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

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

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

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

"Look BJ, we already know the type of MERCEDES. We just need to pick out colouring material and pick and check to see if you have it in gillyflower,"I tell her.

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

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

"hullo Ms. Sharon, your Dad says you only have to break up out the color and the option,"BJ says.

"My DAD ? No dear, he's my boss,"Sharon says with a bit of rubor to her face.

"Oh WOW, I wish to a greater extent boss bought cars for their people,"BJ says.

"Um, did you just promise them automobile ?"I ask smiling.

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

"BJ let's start over. Hi, I'm Jacques Louis David Graham Greene. This is my construction managing director Sharon. My company is buying her a car of her selection and she chose a Mercedes. Can you help us ?"I say to her.

'' Yes, sir. I would be felicitous to help oneself you. Do you have a modelling picked out and do you know what coloration is usable in the role model ?"She asks.

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

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

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

'' Yes, madam. We have one of each. They are also available in bootleg, flatware, and white,"she explains.

"Jacques Louis David, I would really do it a red one, if that's OK with you,"Sharon asks.

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

"BJ may I see the red one ?"

"Certainly, please stick with me. I just have to intercept at our security desk show them your permit and get the keys,"she explains.

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

"Would you expect anything less from your party boss ?"I reply smiling the wholly time.

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

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

BJ begins her jog about owning a Mercedes. 50 coats of blusher, 15 coats of clear lacquer, 5-star clank evaluation, hand-stitched leather seats, seating for five, rear view camera, blah, fustian, blah. My eyes roll listening to the prepared delivery about the Mercedes.

"BJ can we take the vehicle for a psychometric test drive ?"I ask.

She opens the door and Sharon gets in the driver's seat. I get in the vertebral column ass and BJ gets in the passenger side. Once we are all in and secured with the bum belted ammunition, she hands Sharon the key fob. Sharon starts the car. She is so shake up that her deal are almost shaking.

Sharon listens intently to BJ explain things about this example. I just sit back and listen. The mental testing drive takes more than an 60 minutes as BJ wanted Sharon to live all the features of the car.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Absolutely Bos !"She says back.

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

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

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

"wellspring, Sharon is this your car, or do you require to test drive something else ?"I ask.

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

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

"Let's go inside and mouth to your sales agreement manager,"I tell BJ.

We get out and school principal inside. She stops at the certificate desk and hands the key fob back to the security guard. She walks us to this midget office with a garish desk that has two stinking severe plastic chairwoman. She tells us she will be right back with her gross sales manager.

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

"Hello sir, I'm Tony Rollo, gross revenue coach. BJ tells me that you're looking to buy that squeamish red E300. She's a sweetheart, isn't she ?"He says to me, but what I hear in my head is blah, claptrap, blah. My head likened the sound to the teacher's voice in the old Charlie Brown cartoons.

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

"wellspring, you're in fortune, we have a capital deal on extra financing for all new customer,"he begins.

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

"well sir, we haven't discussed…."

I cut him off mid-sentence."Mr. Rollo, do you want to cause a sales agreement, or do you want to squander my time. I have little patience for meter wasting. I work for a living. If you can't tell me what I asked you for either get your hirer or I'm going to your contention,"I tell him sternly. I see BJ's eye get grown. Apparently, she hasn't seen anyone put Mr. Rollo in his place.

"Sir, I'll be rightfield back with my Bos. The owner of the dealership,"He gets up sounding a bit defeated.

He returns a brace of mo tardily with a slender man.

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

Klaus extends his hand and we shake.

"Mr. Klaus, we came in here to buy a Mercedes. No financing just to buy the darn car. Yet, your man here seems to desire to squander my time. I work for a bread and butter and would like to get back to doing what I do. So, I'll ask you the same question What is the outflank out the door toll on that red Mercedes that we just test drove with this hardworking lady BJ ?"I say in a stern representative, now getting a bit annoyed.

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

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

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

"And that's your best price to me and these are out the door cost, tax, tag, and all your piddling preprinted fees ?"I ask.

"OK, I'll remove both and I want your assurance that BJ here gets the recognition for the cut-rate sale. I'm only here because she worked so hard on this cut-rate sale. If I didn't need to get back to work soon, I would have just left and gone to your competition. How long do you think this will bring ?"I say with an air of superiority.

"Sir, we will have all the paperwork done and the railcar quick in lupus erythematosus than 90 min. Will that be sufficient ?"Klaus says to us. However, I see Sharon having a hard time sitting still in her chair, the uncomfortable chair.

'' Mr. Klaus, can we proceed to somewhere that is more well-to-do. These death chair really suck to sit in,"I say to him.

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

We go in and sit down. BJ tries to exempt herself to go back out front to wait for another customer.

"Oh no BJ, you get to appease in here with us. You're our sales someone you get to reap the reward of selling us not one but TWO auto,"I say to her in front of Mr. Rollo.

He nods telling her to sit down and bring together us while the new car get-ready department preps the two gondola and their back-office people prepare all the paperwork.

The three of us chat and laugh about good deal of matter. Sharon goes on a sale pitch to BJ about how upright of a boss I've been. She tells her about today's adventure, the gun kitchen stove, the class on gun safe, the mythical dejeuner, and now getting her a new car. I think to myself that BJ is truly a ravisher. She is certainly more beautiful than the twins Corey and Christmas carol While she is no Jill, nor Dakota, nor even Amy for that thing she is quite beautiful, you can see it.

A conservatively dressed Lady comes into the office staff and sits down across the desk from us. She turns her paperwork around so we can see the two sales contract bridge as she goes over them communication channel by line. Once she is done, she asks for payment. I write out the hindrance to the name of the franchise and in the total of $ 138,000, signing my name at the bottom. She looks at the check and asks if I'm the new CEO of the society that she saw on MSNBC. When I tell her that I am, she asks if she could get a cell phone picture of us. I tell her only if our cut-rate sale person BJ is in the photo.

The three of us stand together, the ladies flanking me as the back-office ma'am snaps three flick trying to make sure she gets a good one. I ask that a copy goes to BJ as her first sales agreement. She assures me that one will.

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

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

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

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

"Ah, Mr. Rollo, I want to give thanks you. You made it easy for BJ to quit your firm. I'm taking her with us. If you think she still owes your business firm money, feel free to send me the bill. I'll have my forensic legal squad go over what you say she owes you pedigree by line. Should we find oneself even one centime out of place, I'll have no option but to file complaints with the California better business organisation bureau, the CA Department of job, AAA, and any early agency I can think of. Please tell Mr. Klaus we thank him. Goodbye Mr. Hrolf, '' I say to him as I get up and go away with BJ and Sharon.

As we walk to the door, I hand BJ the Florida key to the blueness car.

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

BJ stops, turns around and runs over to a desk. She opens the bottom drawer and pulls out a bag. She walks back over to me, stopping at the security desk and handing over her cay and protection tag to the guard and says sayonara to him.

"BJ, please script me your earphone,"I say to her.

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

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

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

"Did you just buy Sharon a Mercedes ? They called to verify that you had the authority to subscribe a curb for that amount,"Jill says to me.

"Well, Sharon has a new car. I'm very gladiola that I fulfilled my promise to her when I hired her. Hey, I have an mind about tomorrow, let me verbalize to you when we get home, oh, and I have another new person to join our grouping. I hired our car sales rep,"I say to Jill.

"How blonde is she ?"Jill asks laughing.

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

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

As we turn down the overhaul road to the home, I see in my visor mirror BJ's typeface. She is astounded at the home. We pull into the court of the Chateau. I see the logic gate guy rope have installed the gate, but it is still in the open position. I also see the security guy wire van here. Although, I don't see the condom guy's vehicle.

Sharon parks her car in the absolute center of the courtyard. BJ parks the puritanic car succeeding to Sharon's car. We get out of the cars and promontory to the door. BJ is shocked and amazed. When we open the door and go inside, I was worried for a bit that she might just go through out. Her pass is swirling, and she is spinning around trying to see everything. Sharon takes her hand and tells her to stick to her.

Jill and Dakota come bouncing over to me. Both of my ladies give me a big romantic buss. I take Jill by the paw and take her outside to the courtyard. I ask her,"Jilly, what's your pet color ?"

"Blue"

"OH, MY GAWD, DAVID, IS THAT FOR ME ?"She says screaming with upheaval. Dakota follows her over to the car. I toss her the key fob and tell her to take it for a spin. Both she and Dakota get in the car. They slowly circle around and then pare out of the court heading down the serve road at some ungodly speed, screaming all the way.

I shake my head and walk back inside. Sharon comes bouncing over to me and gives me a huge passionate osculation, right in figurehead of BJ. When she breaks from the kiss, she takes BJ's mitt and tells her that she's going to get a spell of the hut.

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

"I'm making Grilled Chicken to cast out into freshly made alfredo and egg bonce. Sammy is making some finger food appetiser and I think he's going to throw a multiple layered vanilla and strawberry bar for dessert,"Bobby tells me. I look at the microwave clock and see that it is after 5pm. I feel bushed and sit down at the table.

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

"Hi Daddy, you have a guest on their way over. She says you owe her for an unpaid account. pa, I thought Jill handled all the invoice ?"She asks.

"Yes, my dear, Jill does convey caution of all the real number broadsheet. However, I'm guessing that our guest is Dr. Ronda. She's referring to wanting to play with me, she hasn't had the opportunity in a piece. Oh, Amy, this is BJ. I hired her away from the car franchise. She's going to be Sharon's helper at the Hawk, so please make her spirit welcome,"I say to Amy.

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

"St. David,"I correct her.

"Or papa,"Amy interjects.

"OK, Jacques Louis David. Who are you ? I mean this star sign is bigger than the shops that I go shopping in. And you seem to have beautiful women bouncing all around here. Are you, um, Hugh Hefner or someone like that ?"BJ asks me.

"No, Hugh Heffner changed the world. He made nude pictures of charwoman into a worldwide magazine. I 'm just trying to fix my company, Jaxson Inc."I say to her.

"BJ, in the test drive you made credit that you dated an Old man for a bit who convinced you to become a car salesman ? By luck, was the onetime guy Mr. Rolf ?"I ask her.

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

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

"What do you mean ?"she asks.

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

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

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

"Who's this David ?"Mom asks.

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

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

"No darling, I'm David's boss's widow. My hubby, David's boss just passed away and David and Jill brought me back from my house in the Hamptons to attend out here. Which I'm loving, especially with these cunning guy wire that are here like Bobby and his similitude Sammy, who is in the early kitchen, '' Mom tells BJ.

I see in BJ's oculus that she has doubt, I get up kiss Mom and even kiss BJ on the top of her head and head back towards my bedroom to use up a quick exhibitioner.

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

"Amy, deary, where is everyone ?"

"wellspring, King John and Jennifer went downtown to get Diane from the office staff. The two CG guy wire are external at the syndicate and the twins are in the pocket billiards with them. Belinda and Allison are working in the studio. Well, you know where Jill and Dakota are. Mom you just saw in the kitchen. Paula went to the limo fellowship as she had an progeny she had to correct. Donna went to the call core, she wanted to check on something that she suspects happens when she's not there, so she wanted to gift them a surprisal visit. Fred is taking the limo back. I don't know where Marcus is, and St. Mark Newberg said he would be back after 530pm. And of course of study, I'm here available to you if you want me, anytime you want me,"Amy says with a spark in her eye.

I put my arms around her and commit her to me. She stands on her tippy-toes to kiss me. We stand there for several minutes just kissing. I pull her tightly to me. She puts her coat of arms around my neck. I feel her lilliputian consistence press itself against me. I hear her moan into my mouthpiece as we continue our kiss.

I hear a fragile knock on the bedroom room access. I look over to see Sharon and BJ. Sharon brings BJ into the bedroom. She takes Amy's manus and walkway out with Amy leaving BJ alone with me in my bedroom. BJ turns around and around looking at the sheer sizing of the bedroom.

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

"BJ you're a beautiful charwoman. Would I like to have strong-arm involvement with you ? ABSOLUTELY ! But, only if you 're unforced. Everyone who is part of my playgroup does this because they love sex and enjoy making someone else feel sound. Everything is consensual and none of it has anything to do with their job. shimmer, don't play, it's all up to you. We have scores of handsome guys and other than John and Diane and Jill and I everyone is 1. can and Diane are engaged, but they play with everyone. Jill and I are espouse, but we also play with everyone. If you would like to play, just nibble mortal out and play, we're a very friendly lot. If you are bisexual, virtually all our women here are bisexual person. If you know what a tramp is, that probably defines us the proficient,"I say to her.

"I don't know. I'm nervous. Sharon can't stop talking about you and your ability to please a woman. But I see this beautiful petite cleaning woman who just left this elbow room, what 's her name, Amy ? How do I contend with that ? '' She asks.

'' BJ, this is not a competition. As I said, we are just a well-disposed bunch. When Marcus gets here, I want to introduce him to you. He 's just a bit previous than you but he 's a real lover. All the fair sex just love to play with him. I think that he would be a bang-up low guy to play with."I tell her.

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

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

I step forward. I put my implements of war around her and lean in and kiss her. She responds a bit more than I anticipated. Her mouth parts and her natural language snakes its way into my mouth. I feel my peter beginning to tent out my dress pants. She feels it as well, reaching down and squeezing my nearly vertical stopcock. I caress her back. I begin to unbutton her blouse. I let it drop to the floor. I reach around and unclasp her bra letting it also fall to the base. She begins to unbutton my shirt letting it fall down to the level as well. Her deal begin to explore my chest as she pulls my tee shirt over my head. I scoop her up in my arms, honeymoon style and lay her on the gaming bed. I slide her slack water off her. I see that she has these cute ecru lace step-in. I remove them. While I'm standing at the side of the bed, I unbuckle my own pants letting them diminish to the flooring. I slide my boxers down as well. I hear a low gasp as she sees my hard cock pointing to the ceiling.

I get into the bed, moving my face between her thighs and leaning in to lick her womanhood. She spreads her legs grasping my hair's-breadth and pulling me into her. I begin to lick and suck her tasty sex. I feel her getting bedwetter with each clout. I gently put two fingers inside of her scratch on her G-spot. This makes her groan loudly as she splashes my hand and wrist joint. She is moaning loudly now, pulling her genu up towards her face giving me more entree to her womanhood. I keep curling my fingers inside of her making her climax more and more until the big one hit like a mac truck.

"OH GAWD Saint David, THIS FEELS SO WONDERFUL, YOU ARE SO AMAZING, SHARON IS right wing, YOU ARE AN AWESOME LOVER,"she says to me as a huge sexual climax rolls through her body.

Another sexual climax rolls through her body as I keep curling my fingers on her G-spot."OH Saint David, I'M CUMMING SO HARD….SO HARD….SO….HAA,"She doesn't finish the phrase as a third orgasm rolled through mighty on top of the second one. I let her pile up her pot after the third gear orgasm. I pull her in close and just snog her. She wraps her peg around me and pulls me in tightly.

"David, this is so much better than anything that I've experienced before. Thank you for taking me away from that horrible place. I guess at some breaker point I need to go dwelling house and get up for tomorrow,"she says to me.

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

She pulls herself into me and kisses me passionately. She lays her drumhead on my chest and just Begin to circle her fingerbreadth through my chest tomentum. It doesn't take hanker before I hear her lightly snoring as she has fallen asleep in my arms.

I hear Bobby and Sammy announce that dinner is ready. I gently get up from underneath BJ and head out, putting on my basketball trunks and a tee shirt. I leave my sleeping room room access open. When I get to the living way, Dakota and Jill are just coming back in with huge grin on their faces. Clearly, they loved Jill 's new car. I got candy kiss from Dakota and a bigger kiss from Jill. I whisper in Jill 's ear that we have a new member of the playgroup in our play bed. Jill smiles and says, `` Well, that did n't take very long, '' giggling at me.

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

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

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