The Chauffeur ( # 27 ) Getting spinal column 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 minute of it. It certainly was skillful to see her smile.

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

Logging into my work electronic mail, there was another 350 electronic mail. I scanned through them. start one that I stopped on was from the truckage company trough. He was asking for another order of tires. He said that he now has a waiting list since we have priced them down so far that many fencesitter trucker have begun to ask to be put on a listing and to let them have it off when Thomas More tire will be in-stock.

I sat back in my hot seat. Maybe we stumbled onto something. I sent a followup e-mail to that director telling him that I would Order another pot of the greatly increased club from BF Goodrich. I also asked if we should be expanding the tire dispersion to other center field since we have a standing waiting tilt. I followed up that email with another one to the BF Goodrich tire guy. However, this time I sent him an additional list of 15 additional locations that I want tires sent. I also inquired about the retread plant life in Texas.

I saw multiple emails from various news constitution. I read a couple, but the one that caught my attending was one from Jim Cramer and the Mad Money producer. She invited me to declare an interview with Jim via phone, via video, or their hope, in person in New York City. I replied to them saying that I needed a dyad of weeks to passage but would be willing to come to New York for the in the flesh interview.

In my e-mail rested one from FedEx. They referred to several packages 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 home. He asked if he could wonder what the job might be that I referred to, what would be the time of day, would it be wide prison term as he didn't think that his serving with Melanie would be needed much longer. He also attached a resume for me to search at to control his qualifications and education. I made billet to chat with Melanie about this guy.

I began to read the ‘ read only'electronic mail, disposing them after. I was listening to some old blue angel medicine when I felt a pair of lips on the spinal column of my neck. I stared straight ahead thinking to myself ‘ who belongs to these soft lips'?

A single digit began playing with my ear all the while the mouth kept kissing the spine of my neck with an casual glossa lick.

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

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

Slowly, I turned around. It was Melanie. She was standing there naked. My cock sprang to life history. 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 from each hand into the waistband of my underdrawers and pushed them down.

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

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

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

"Absolutely ! You don't need to ask here Mel just pick soul and start licking, sucking, fucking whatever you have in brain. My group is friendly. There may be some age deviation but no one that I'm aware of has an issue with any of that,"I tell her.

I take her by the hand and lead her to our bedroom. When I open the door, we see John and Marcus having their way with Jill. She is the eye of a spit-roast. Melanie bloom and tries to turn around and walk away. I put my arm around her waist and pull her into the bedroom.

"Saint David, she's occupy. Don't botheration her,"Melanie directs.

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

Jill responds by waving Melanie over to the bed. I push Mel towards the threesome. Jill stops sucking Marcus'cock and unplug herself from John's monumental cock. She pulls Melanie onto the bed.

"Gentlemen be decent to her,"is all that Jill says before getting out of the caper bed.

whoremonger leans his face down and puts it between Melanie's ramification as Marcus emplacement her to be on all fours. Greedily, she begins to solve and suck up Marcus'still firmly cock. It is twitching with excitement.

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

I whisper in her ear as I hear her slurp on Marcus,"Do you have any idea how sexy you look with a hard-young rooster in your mouth and Gospel According to John getting you wet enough for his horse turncock to obtrude upon your wonderful pussy ?"

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

I see John face-lift his stopcock up and slip it into Melanie, whose oculus just roll to the back of her head. whoremonger began slowly and gently fucking her. He put his script on her hips to hold in her apparent movement. As clock time wore on, he began to increase his rhythm.

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

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

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

Saint John is now really fucking her hard and quick. I see the glazed over look in Melanie's eye as she is trying operose to outride on task of giving me a blowjob. Once I'm sufficiently wet, Jill climbs aboard and straddles my cock into her ass. She has her back to me and her coochie veneer Melanie. She takes Melanie by the capitulum and directs her towards her twat.

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

Melanie pauses for just a second inhaling Jill's intoxicatingly wonderful womanhood before snaking her tongue through her woman-folds. Jill leans back onto me, squirming her beautiful ass. I wasn't sure which got her going more, being the center of Melanie and I's sex sandwich or maybe my severe cock into her ass or Melanie's tongue exploring Jill's sex. It really didn't thing, two guys, two lady, lots of fun.

John finally hit his orgasmic peak,"OH FUCK ME. THIS IS SO FUCKING GREAT, FUCK MEEEEEEE,"he announces to the way in general.

Feeling john's prick erupting into Melanie, made her lose place licking Jill for just a dyad of bit. Jill giggled and said to me,"guesswork John had to work off all that food somehow,"I laughed.

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

Melanie stopped licking Jill and said to St. John,"volition I get to fuck you again ? Your hammer is the biggest that I've ever had, and I would like more, if you're willing,"she says to him in a serious manner.

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

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

Jill said to me,"can really is beginning to take on your timbre. He's basically a miniskirt you. He's now fucking with a bit of a flair not just slamming that huge cock into mortal,"Jill says in a low timber as Melanie has gone back to defeat and sucking on Jill as my cock is still buried into Jill's anal cavity.

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

"Jill my dear, Melanie asked to act as with you. I think over the adjacent bit you and her penury to do affair together, shop, screw, more shopping, and caboodle more have sex,"I say smiling as I feel her wiggle her ass sideways from Melanie's tongue.

Melanie's body also begins to spasm. I see her eyes roll back in her skull and her oral assault on Jill slacken down dramatically. Jill reaches out and pulls her side into her slit further. Melanie tries to stick her natural language into Jill like a spear, but alas, she was cumming too hard to gain that work.

Watching Melanie and feel Jill hinge upon my cock made me feel that wondrous twinge of the inevitable.

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

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

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

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

After stepping out of the shower and drying off, I heard summoning of God Almighty. This time it was Melanie once again. She was hitting her orgasmic tip on all cylinders. I peeked my head out of the bath just in time to see Jill's face buried into Melanie. Mel's whole dead body shook as one orgasm after another rolled through her body.

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

After several minutes of Jill laying waste to Melanie's kitty, Mel begged for Jill to stop, she didn't think she had any more left to open. Jill moved up and kissed her expression before wrapping her arms around Mel. They both were satisfied. They stayed tangled up and slowly tried to fight off the freak known as sleep.

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

As I moved through the hall, I realized how tired I was. I turned around and headed back to my sleeping accommodation. Once inside, I shed my shorts, kissed both Jill and Melanie and climbed into our sleep bed. It didn't take long for slumber 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 party, followed by a trip to Bob Jaxson's funeral, then back home delivery Melanie Jaxson with us. Jill was sleeping peacefully succeeding to me in bed. Melanie wasn't in the room any prospicient. I quickly showered, put on some dress shorts and a white tee shirt and headed towards the kitchen.

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

In lupus erythematosus than 18 hours, 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 single 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 company grew exponentially and soon there were so many drunk college Kyd that one of them tried diving into the pond from the second-floor roof. He didn't make the jump successfully. To try and hide the screwup, respective of them set fire to the elbow room, thus causing an evacuation of the entire hotel.

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

After Roger's e-mail, there was one from the BF Goodrich guy. He sent another extended tire order, however he did some math and sent additional tyre to the 15 new locations, at BF Goodrich's monetary value as a thank you for being such a serious customer. He also said that the first 5 tractor trailers of old tires had arrived at the recap location and will be made new and sent back.

I found myself going back to Melanie's chef email. I responded to him that I have a want to facilitate respective of our restaurant locating to unionise and puddle the worker's lives much well-heeled. I asked him how much he made working for Melanie. I also told him that this perspective would require him to move around via commercial air hose. I told him that I would ingest a discussion with Melanie about him and sent the email.

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

I saw an email from Jennifer's phone reminding me that I wanted her to check out other big office edifice. She had programme for a visit to battle of Atlanta mid-week, just a speedy round tripper. She was booked on Delta each way. However, she was asking if she should demand Diane with her to accept her away from her half-baked mom, Nikki. I replied that if she felt it to be the redress matter to do, then do it. However, be sure to fly first class, no need to fly coach. Then a thought came to me, do we need a travel agent on control board as part of the HR grouping ? Outside of the two private jets, there is a tumid sum of money of traveling. Maybe having an experienced travel agent might help defray some costs and eliminate multiple stops.

To help eliminate some of the people emails, I looked for I that had the same lede and thus being replied ‘ to all ’. I figured out that I only needed to register the most recent one, thus giving me access to all the comments and still getting the information being passed along.

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

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

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

In a barely audible whisper I heard,"daddy, can I have your babe too ?"I was sure at this point it was Jill having some fun with me. I turned around and was shocked to see, Melanie. She giggled at my shock. She explained that she knew that Jill and I were trying to conceive our own small fry and thought she would ready light of it.

I stood up and put my implements of war around her, pulling her into me. I could sense my dick beginning to rise. She obviously felt it as well, putting her deal down my shorts and taking hold of my now grueling cock. She gently stroked it. For some reasonableness, I just wanted to sweep everything off the tabular array and lay her down putting my cock into her. She undid my shorts and boxers letting the evenfall to the floor.

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

"Oh Saint David, you have no idea how lots 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 look of passion in her eyes.

"Mel, you don't need to festinate place, let's call this place your West Coast dwelling house,"I say to her trying to get to her feel more at ease.

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

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

"OH, MY GAWD, DAVID…. I'M CUUUUUMMMMMMIIINNNNNGGGG,"she said breathlessly. Her eyes rolled to the rear of her psyche. She put her head on my berm and began to just make vibrant sounds.

I just caressed her back while still thrusting myself into her womanly plication. I took a step forward pushing her up against one of the bar pot. She leaned backwards and put her limb straight out balancing herself against the bar. I kept my gentle and rhythmic shtup. Her breathing stayed shallow and the stress of her eye clearly was glazed over.

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

"Not usually, why do you ask ?"

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

"When it is necessary, I do depict my fount. However, I get more reach if the employees don't see me coming. I want a truthful peek at exactly what our customers see. If I announce my arrival, then I get a fancied-up sojourn and do not get an actual perceptiveness of what our client are usually experiencing. count at the top 100 companies in the US more than 90 % of their senior management only want to visit the ‘ intimately'their ship's company has to offer. I take a different glide slope ; how can I fix it if I don't know what's broken ? Energy Department any of this make gumption ?"I say to her.

"Do you recollect when you told Bob to fuck off and that you quit ? I told you that he threw his telephone across the room and broke it into several part. Do you vaguely think back that ?"she asks.

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

"I never fixed that phone. I still have it. It means a lot to me. Until that phone call, I was sure that I was the sole one who could arouse that eccentric 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 dress down you or even take you out to the woodshed for an posture change, you set him on his heels by quitting and hanging up. That was the exact moment that I knew you were the utter person to run the company. Bob couldn't throw his way with you, yet he respected you because you took responsibleness for your military action and your business decisions. Heck, the night we met you, if you remember, our usual driver Denise was in some sorting of fortuity. You and Jill came and got us, you made the determination not to charge us and Jill offered to stop over and get me anything that I needed from Walgreen's."Melanie tells me.

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

Over Melanie's shoulder I see my gorgeous wife, wearing one of my white tee shirts come around the turning point 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 Lady here call you pa, maybe I should phone Melanie Mom. Any trouble with that ‘ Daddy'?"Jill says to me all the spell smiling her beautiful smile.

"Nope, none at all,"I say knowing there are bigger affair to wee-wee 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.

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

"Jilly, you have no melodic theme how very much I'm enjoying this. He can get laid 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 the Evangelist can fuck. He wasn't always that way, he has been a volition student,"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 things 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 kibosh 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 prick yet again with her char juice.

As I watched Mom reach a peak yet again, Penny came around the corner, wearing her copper colored collar. I smiled. This was the number 1 sentence she has openly wore the choker since asking me to be her Master full time.

"cum over here and preface yourself to Mom,"I direct Penny.

Jill watches with amazement.

Looking down at the flooring, Penny moves over succeeding to me and sheepishly says,"Hello Mom. I'm centime. This is my headmaster. I'm here to serve,"she says in a submissive shade. She kneels following to me looking down at the floor.

"David ! You are a Dom as well as being pa ? That's so cool, we need to utter later,"Melanie says.

Jill is just smiling.

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

I withdraw my shaft from Melanie and turn my torso towards penny. She willingly opens her rima oris and begins licking and sucking all of Melanie's adult female juice off my cock and balls.

Jill puts her mitt behind cent's head and pushes her typeface farther towards my pelvis causing her to gag a bit. She swallows hard moving my stopcock into her throat. I thrust a couple of times before I feel that delightful stab. Without any admonition to my submissive I unload the depicted object of my balls into her belly. Even though this finger wonderful, I look at Melanie's eye get large. Is she amazed or excited about Penny ?

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

Penny begins to drub and suck in my cock to cleanse me up.

Melanie leans into my ear and whispers,"That's the most titillating 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's-breadth on my chest.

My mind went into overdrive, Melanie my submissive ? Holy Fuck ! THAT would be marvelous, this heights society woman of class being completely submissive to someone else. However, I felt that I needed to pick out an appropriate collar and think of a classy epithet for her. Princess came to mind, but I need to call up some more on this.

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

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

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

"centime, will you go around and wake everyone. It's time to go getting cook 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 drinking glass of my pineapple plant succus. She kisses me and tell apart me she's going to change and lead up to the office to do some workplace. I let her know that I made another order of tires and to please make sure the other bill from BF Goodrich was paid. She said she would postulate maintenance of it and headed off towards our bedroom.

Melanie took a paper towel and wiped up our plenty off the barstool. Giving herself a quick wipe as well before throwing the newspaper publisher 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 mindful of ?"Mel asks me.

"No secret. I love sex, it really charges me up. I drink my pineapple succus. I eat regularly and well-nigh of all, I don't allow for accent to occupy storage area of me all that often. You've met many of the fantastic people that I call my romp group. They help keep me equilibrate and not all wired up. Trust me, if John keeps playing with you, you'll understand what I'm talking about. Next to eating, sex is his main goal in life history,"I explain to Mel.

Melanie gets up and gives me a kiss before she heads back to her room, Tina's former elbow room. I sat there thinking about Tina, hoping she is doing OK. I made a notation to text her today and maybe have Amy shout her.

As others came into the kitchen, I asked Amy if she would struggle me a couple of eggs and make me a couple gash of goner. She kissed me and began to extract out the necessity stuff and nonsense to make my request.

John Lackland and Diane came into the kitchen. can immediately said,"Oh wonderful, Amy's making breakfast,"with a big smile 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 delight cook something for Diane and myself ?"He says in a cheeky sarcastic personal manner. Both Diane and I laughed at his number. 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 good forenoon. She looks over at the coffee pot and sees it not making coffee yet. Diane gets up and starts making it for her. She smiles and kisses Diane on the impudence. Dakota comes over to me and sits down on my lap, kissing me and telling me ‘ good first light ’.

"Dakota let's take on Melanie to the Hawk. I want to see how the project ended up. I also want to see Sharon, make surely she is OK with our weekend play 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 voice of our folk. Jill and I owe her everything, if it wasn't for her and Bob, none of this would make been possible, so please keep doing what you've already been doing, just now, call off her Mom,"I explain to everyone who is nodding their heads.

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

Since I still had a couple of minutes before breakfast would be cook, I headed down the hallway to dress for work.

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

"Amy, keep on an eye out for some boxes 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 computer and back pack. Dakota has her assistants'book and we head out to the car.

CHAPTER 3

The ride to the Hawk was a lot quick than I had anticipated. When we arrived, Fred dropped us off at the breast doorway. I told Fred that we wouldn't need him until about lunch meter and maybe his Italian restaurant would be a good alternative. He said he would be back about 11:30. I thanked him, putting another tip in his pocket.

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

When we reached the top flooring, we stepped off. I headed over to Sharon's desk. She had her back to me working on her computing device. I saw various car flyers. I was right on both bill. She had one SUV a President Lincoln Navigator and a Mercedes E-class sedan. It was the third bill that surprised me : A Ford F-150 pick-me-up truck.

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

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

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

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

"No worry, when would you care to go break up it out ?"

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

I give her a blinking and ask where do we own 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 consume an power, at least, here to nominate as my ‘ place base of operations ’. What do you think ?"I ask.

"Um, I'm not sure that would be a honest idea after this past weekend,"she says to me with a wink. I just smile, trying hard not to take on her by the hand in presence of everyone and scamper off to an empty office.

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

I leave my poppycock at Sharon's desk and hustle off to beguile up with Dakota and Mom. As we walk through the power, several people stand and introduce themselves and explicate what they do for the troupe. I introduce both Dakota and Melanie. Each time I introduce Melanie the oculus get big in amazement. Apparently, they had never had hoi polloi this mellow up in the ship's company just casually walk around the floor.

By the time we had made a full moon dress circle, Sharon had set me up in one of the conference way that had a gracious view of the city. I asked her to join us for an update on what was going on inside the building. I also had Dakota send for the locksmith guy and get him over here at his convenience to start the lock chamber changing on unoccupied position in the entirely building.

As she was making the call, Sharon asked about the event for the FBI agentive role and their families. Melanie interrupted and asked if she could help with that. I gave her the information and told her one thing that I wanted was for it to occur at the Chateau and for it to be family friendly, pool, BBQ and plenty of medicine and fun. Sharon led Melanie back to her desk and set her up at a nearby desk to make 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 piece of work played out. She went out to Sharon, got the information and led me to one flooring down.

When the elevator opened, we went looking around for the agency that had boxes in them. We came to a magnanimous league room with about 8 or 9 boxes that were still waiting to be processed. We went further down and found tape recording on respective doors notating which construction that the box inside belonged to.

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

The next one was an Eagle, obviously for American capital DC.

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

The fourth part one had a picture of a blue air Jay for the Toronto edifice, our but International building.

And of course, that final one was the war hawk, the construction we were in.

I started with the Hawk, opening boxes and looking through the files. All seemed to be in a skillful purchase order with each box labeled criminal maintenance, taxes, edifice plans, and other assorted ways to indicate what each box held. I had Dakota wee government note that I wanted all these corner to be under lock and key in a duad of cupboard. I did want the most recent single file of tax and any legal notices in a data file storage locker by Sharon, for repose of access.

After the Hawk, we went back to the blueing Jay. This building intrigued me. It was our only International building, but more importantly, it was the magniloquent building at 75 tale with an attached 12 level parking service department. I made Federal Reserve note about getting all these boxes to them, but I wanted to find out whom might be Sharon's equal over there.

Dakota suggested that we find out this entropy for all the edifice. She also reminded me that I was going to harbinger the closing of the Treasure State auditing pith. I smiled, thanking her as I had totally forgotten. I dialed up our HR and told them to progress to the proclamation internally, but more importantly for anyone who wanted to channelize to LA, we would offer up aid. I gave HR Mark Newberg's name and striking phone, remembering that we had hired him, but I didn't know where he was working from. HR said they would track him down.

After about three hours, Sharon came looking for us. She said that Fred was downstairs whenever we were quick. I invited Sharon to get together us for tiffin. She willingly accepted.

Sharon took us back up to Melanie, where we all headed out to luncheon. I was looking forward to Fred's Italian restaurant. On the drive down to Fred, I asked Sharon about a couple of things. first, are we prepared to send these file corner to their corresponding building. bit, which Mercedes did she really want.

"Sir, I believe that well-nigh of the boxful are ready. I expect that you will probably spend nigh of the day reviewing the boxes, but your team worked knockout getting all those boxful 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 stratum. I've never owned such a luxurious car in my entire life. I've always had the old reliable car that was held together with duct tape and Elmer's glue."She said in a serious manner.

Dakota was already texting Fred. Mom was peering over her articulatio humeri smile.

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

When the elevator stopped at the underside flooring, the certificate precaution waved me over saying,"Sir, I'm sure you don't remember me, but you tried to ask over me and my wife one Sunday forenoon to join you and your family for breakfast. Well, my wife wants me to extend an pass to you to join us for dinner one evening,"he says to me.

"That would be wonderful. Probably in the next couple of weeks, I'll be having a shindy at my house, kitty, BBQ, music slew of fun, very kin friendly. We would love it if you and your entire family would bring together us. Here's my card, let me put my home address on the back along with my personal cubicle phone routine. visit me !"I helping hand him my business card.

We shake helping hand and my chemical 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 Best Italian accent.

"What does that mean ?"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 restaurant that Fred introduced us to was delicious. She shrugged and just accepted my reasoning.

On the way there I reminded Dakota about the small-arm breeding tomorrow at the police pistol mountain chain. Both Sharon and Mom asked if they could join as well. I told them,"The more the merrier,"smiling the whole way.

"Dakota, later, when you have some time, please call 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 conjoin us for lunch. He accepted with his usual politeness.

He pulled the car up to the front door, scurried around and opened the threshold 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 peak parking spaces.

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

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

Mom commented about how delicious the whole billet smelled.

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

The owner sat us at a decent table that held 6. The gregarious possessor kissed on the buttock each of the ma'am, with a bit of a toying to Mom.

"The usual,"Fred said.

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

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

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

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

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

Mom shrugs her shoulder joint and begins chatting with Sharon.

As the host brings my apple juice, she also brings a big basket of Allium sativum toast.

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

As we are all enjoying the ail bread, the scale of spaghetti with heart sauce get in. They also bring a large shaker of grated Parmesan-Romano cheese. Everyone takes turns shaking it onto their lunch. We are all laughing, eating, and enjoying dejeuner. 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.

"Jacques Louis David, that's Billy Idol !"Mom says to me all excited.

he-goat gets up and comes over to our tabular array, pulling a electric chair up next to me, but not actually at the table, just in the aisleway.

"Am I remembering right or was I in a drunken grogginess, did you motor me one nighttime in a limo ?"He asks rather loudly.

"Yes, I did. It was my world-class Night. I was learning to become a chauffeur working with a companionship that I now own. I remember you were a customer. Have you gotten one of our new client only cards ?"I ask.

"Absolutely, partner. That board is wicked. I don't have to carry cash any yearner, plus I can use the bill anywhere just like a Mastercard,"He says. I see Fred being very interested in the Revelation of Saint John the Divine about me learning to be a chauffeur.

"he-goat, will you please join us for lunch ?"Mom asks.

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

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

I ask Dakota if she had a placard for microphone booker, our criminal record label guy. She reached into her Koran and produced one for me.

"Billy, here's my recording studio executive's card. He's willing to offer you 6 destitute hours of studio apartment time,"I tell him as I am handing him Mike's card.

"SIX hours you say fella ? Man, that's a unscathed lot of time. Are you for sure you want an old sod like me to take up six hours of recording studio meter ?"He says.

"Do you want the prison term or not ? We would have sex to deliver you come and put to work on new clobber,"I say. Mom is now watching and listening to the oeuvre conversation. She asks for a pair of wine glasses for Billy and Daisy. When the server returns with them, she has the host put some Chianti into the glasses. Mom takes them and gives them to billystick and Daisy, who graciously accept them.

hearing to Mom and billy club chat, I look around the room. Virtually everyone in the restaurant is watching and listening to their conversation. nightstick regales us with taradiddle of being on the route and some of the ‘ really, really stupefied things that he used to do while on tour ’. people were whispering and trying to signal subtly at Billy.

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

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

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

We're all finished with our meals ; the possessor comes by and thanks us for our backup. He asks if he can take a impression of truncheon, he obliges.

Fred pokes his imaginary watch silently. I ask for our beak, our new Friend Billy tries to pay for the meal, but I won't allow it. He's our guest and thus we pay for our client. Dakota hands him my business wag, on the binding she has written our address and Tell Billy and Daisy that if they're in town this weekend, to stop by. He says he will see his schedule, but don't be surprised if they do end by.

I take a operose look at Daisy, she's about Dakota's age with a slightly bigger frame and knocker. I'm guessing she's a big C or maybe a small D cup. As I pay for the meal, Mom practically leaps into he-goat's chest asking Dakota to strike a picture of him and her together. Just before the phone tv camera twinkling, Mom turns and plants a big kiss on nightstick's rim. The flashbulb goes off at exactly the justly moment. Mom squeals with pleasure.

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

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

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

Fred offers to go get the limousine and bring it to the front, I tell him that the manner of walking will do all of us good, including our three ladies who drank most of two bottle of Chianti. Fred and I just laughed about that one.

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

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

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

"Absolutely !"

"Fred, to the business office let me get my laptop computer and then we're head plate,"I tell him.

He complies without hesitation.

Melanie and Dakota are sitting next to each former chatting away about their favorite Billy Idol songs. Mom loves ‘ Rebel outcry'while Dakota likes ‘ whiteness Wedding ’. I pipe in with ‘ Mony, Mony ’. Sharon, on the other hand, lays her read/write head in my lap, stroking my hammer through my trousers. Dakota giggles.

Fred announces we are at the Hawk as he pulls the limo up to the front door. I get out and hurry into the elevator. The drive is retard as hoi polloi get on and get off stopping at several level. When I arrive at the top floor, I step off the elevator to see our champion the locksmith. I go over to him, cover what I want to bump. He says it will guide at least a hebdomad, maybe a bit longer if he gets lots of emergency telephone call as he just was approved for AAA service. I told him, no kick, oeuvre at your own gait don't compromise your former clients. He thanks me for the business and goes back to his work.

I get my laptop, my backpack and capitulum back down to the car. I stop at Sharon's desk and seize her bag and close off her computer.

Thankfully, the drive down was much faster than going up as we only had to break off once to cull people up, but they were heading to the bottom floor as well.

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

Sharon wasted no clip in unzipping my trouser and fishing for my cock. She wrapped her lips around the bulgy head and began sucking me, licking me, and trying to swallow my intact manhood. 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 suit a Peeping Tom to Sharon and me.

As I was enjoying Sharon's viva expertness, I see Dakota move down in figurehead 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 head pulling it into her deeper. Dakota inserts two fingers into Mom rubbing them firmly on her G-spot, which made her cum almost instantly.

Dakota kept licking as the limo hurried towards the house.

Fred announced that we were about two minute from the house. The Lady all began to reassess themselves. Sharon, a bit disappointed, stuffed my turncock 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 nook and join us inside, he politely accepted. I could see he was very enamored with Mom.

CHAPTER 4

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

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

Inside my sleeping accommodation, Sharon is uncase quickly. She unbuckles my belt, unzips my pants, and pushes my Boxer down to my ankle joint. I step out of them all and remove my shirt. I'm now as naked as she is. Dakota only takes a twain of seconds to get defenseless as well. She knows that I always love having her join in with me and whomever else I'm playing with.

Sharon pushes my naked body onto one of the play beds. Dakota gets in on the other position of me. Sharon begins to work out and give suck my humanity into her sassing in a wolfish mode. Dakota pushes me back and puts her sweetness wet pussy over my waiting tongue. Dakota was riding my face, and Sharon was using her unwritten skills on my arduous cock. I could hear her gag a bit as she tried to accept my entire cock, but it kept touching her uvula causing her to gag copious total of spittle.

I'm really enjoying this dangerous undertaking with Sharon and Dakota. I think to myself just how sweet Dakota's pussycat juice tastes. I thrust my tongue into her harder and deeper. I tilt my head a bit to begin nibbling on her clit. This makes her yelp just a bit since I didn't impart her any warning.

The viva voce activities stopped. It only stopped for a couple of import as I felt a warm, tight cunt impale on my hard-wet putz. The whole bed is rocking as Sharon is moving her hips back and Forth River and Dakota was matching the hip movements.

Dakota came first. She stayed completely still, yet I felt her articulatio genus clamp hard on my straits as a vast sexual climax rolled through her. Her pussy expelled a large amount of money of cleaning woman 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 meridian, she just yelled out,"YOU ARE THE BEST political boss IN THE whole public, GAWD DAMN THIS FEELS SO GREAT. I'M CUUUUUUMMMMMIIIIIINNNNNNGGGGGGG,"she says as her physical structure shakes with an orgasmic spasm.

I feel her wetness spattering my prick and clump.

Sharon collapses on my chest. Dakota gets off my face as her locoweed return to her and her breathing income tax return to convention. Dakota kisses me declaring her love for me yet again. She gets off the bed and walks a bit wobbly-legged towards the toilet. I hear the shower bath begin. In my head, I was thinking how very much fun it is to be with her in the shower.

It doesn't take very long before I hear Sharon lightly snoring as her head rests on my chest. In the distance, I could try Mom reaching her peak 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 lav, but not in metre as Dakota was done with her shower and almost completely dried off. I put my munition around her from behind. I whispered in her ear,"dearie, I am so happy that you came into my life,"I say as romantically as possible to her.

She twists her body around putting her limb around my neck and kisses me tough and passionately.

"daddy, it's me whose lucky. You have given me the one matter in life sentence that I've always wanted but never trusted anyone plenty to tolerate happen. You've given me a babe. OUR baby,"she says looking me neat in the heart before our backtalk meet yet again.

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

I kiss Jill.

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

"Is Mom still at it in her bedroom ?"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 fornicatress, 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 bath and Dakota leaves the bathroom. In just a couple of consequence, Jill is au naturel 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 arms around me. We just stand underneath the hot H2O making out like a couple of stripling. I'm not sure how yearn we stood there kissing, but it felt like quite a while.

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

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

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

I turn her around and begin kissing her lips just like we were doing in the shower. We just kept kissing and stroking each other. It might deliver been one of the most erotic things we have done in quite a while. She pulls me on top of her and our consistency merge as one. I thrust gently. She wiggles her trunk underneath me. I push deep into her. She responds by thrusting back on my humanity. She digs her heels into the mattress and raising her hips to foregather my thrust. We push ourselves towards a common peak. When it arrives, we orgasm virtually simultaneously. Something in my caput tells me that we have achieved our goal. A sister ! I don't get laid how to explain it, but I know just as for sure as I know that Jill loves me.

After we both reach an orgasm together, we just lay there still coupled and hold each other whispering our declaration of love for one another.

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

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

We both must have dozed off. When I woke, I moved myself from being all tangled up with Jill. My bladder was my master, now. I head into the bathroom and do my business. After washing my deal and brushing my teeth I head out and put on another pair of basketball shorts and a flannel tee shirt.

Quietly, I head out of the bedroom, looking over my berm at my beautiful quiescence wife. I close the threshold once I was in the hallway. I hear a door open behind me. I turn to see Fred just leaving Mom's way. Nice ! I think to myself.

I walk to the kitchen. Something olfactory property yummy. Amy tells me that she is making a very magnanimous pot of beef stroganoff. She tells me that she uses prime chuck instead of cub bitch. It makes the serve go farther, which with Gospel According to John living with us we certainly need. I take a spoon and fill up it. I blow on it then get the bite, it was delicious. I started to take another bite but was playfully chastised by Amy not to double-dip. I rolled my eyes telling her that if I can suck the fair sex juice out of her, I think I can suffer another spoonful. She laughs and hands me another make clean spoon.

I head over to the front door and clean up my laptop. I plug in and log into my piece of work electronic mail once again. Lots of electronic mail, but none of any tangible importance. I begin trudging through the read-only one, deleting them after they're read.

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

"dad, 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 step out on her own, go her own woman. She knows she is loved by everyone here and I made for sure she knew she is always welcome here. I know it hurts,"I say to her in a heartfelt manner.

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

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

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

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

I put my weapon system 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 take the air over and hand Fred a clean spoon. He fills the spoonful, blows on it to cool it off a bit then put the whole spoonful in his rima oris. He moans in approval and stands there looking at the pot silently debating about also double-dipping. Amy hands him another strip spoonful and mockingly says,"Men."

I chuckle to myself.

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

"conduct a bottom Fred,"I tell him.

"Um, sir how is it you ended up becoming a chauffeur, get together Jill, marrying her and more importantly ended up owning that car help caller ?"Fred asked.

"Well, it started with me applying for a voice meter job to affix my salary as a eatery coach 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 consultation on the fount of this satellite. I got hired, but somehow, I had impressed well enough that they wanted me to go full sentence. They offered me much more than I made at the restaurant. I quit my restaurant job and rolled the dice taking the chauffeur job. My first night on the road, I was paired with Jill. She was so unbelievably gorgeous, I fell in beloved with her the here and now we met. However, I was dating Tina which at beginning caused some clash. It was by sheer fate that I met Bob and Melanie Jaxson. Their normal driver was in a frightful car fortuity earlier that evening and the car starter begged Jill to go pick the Jaxson's up. Jill let me handle them, but she would watch me carefully and mistreat in if I get in over my brain 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 flavors marry and took a bottom at the table.

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

I let Melanie carry on with the story.

"David came to the rear of the step of our plane. He took our luggage and put it in the automobile trunk, he held the room access spread for us and got into the front. He already knew the hotel we were scheduled to stay at. I had a head ache and complained to Jill that I must look horrible because I was so queasy from the hard flight through lots of bad weather,"Melanie tells all of us.

She continues on saying,"Jill offered to stop at Walgreen's to get me whatever I wanted, which at that moment was to just get to the hotel and bring a foresightful soak in a hot Bath. St. David waited a duad of instant and turned around apologizing over and over about having the wrong car, not being the usual device driver. He really impressed Bob with his forthrightness and his display of obedience towards us. He even told us that our slip was absolve that night since it was with the wrong car and not our usual driver. 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 difference between a customer and a client. I met Donna through Jill, she was the nighttime manager at the McCall."I said.

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

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

I go back to telling the history,"I worked a twain of chemise with Jill. Tina got madder and madder at me because she was so green-eyed of Jill. Then the unthinkable happened. Jill and I played a bit afterwork in the Humvee limo. We had a wonderful meter. After we ended the play, we went our separate ways. I just get home base and my telephone set was ringing silly. It was Jill. She was in a bad accident on the way home. She called our political boss. She called Tina. Finally, out of desperation she called me. I got in my stupid car and drove like a bat out of hell to get to her. It took me just 11 minutes to go from my flat to metropolis Hospital. I ran every yellow light and maybe a red spark or two. When I got the hospital, I raced in finding the exam elbow room where she was. When I stepped into the examination room, I saw just how beautiful and how fragile she was. That's the take moment I knew I was going to ask her to wed me,"I said to everyone.

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

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

Amy scoops out a huge amount onto a plate and hands it to me along with a glass of ice-cold milk. Fred stands up and makes a plateful 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 body up onto the replication holding her plate and eating.

Dakota and Jill finally make it out to the kitchen.

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

"Um, where was I ?"I ask filling my fount wax of delicious stroganoff.

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

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

"pipework down you,"Mom says to Jill.

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

"Go on Jacques Louis David,"Mom directs.

"Well, there's not much to say. Jill was all silly with me, hopped up one all the pain meds that they gave her. I'm not sure as shooting she even remembers much about that nighttime. It was the very first time she told me she loved me, of course 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 hospital a pair 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 earphone,"I say to everyone.

"That Bitch !"Amy says.

"No, no. It was our gaffer, she controlled everything and everyone. She made Tina break up with me as she had me on speakerphone. I sat in my car a span of minutes, I made a duo of fast sound call and drove my car around and picked Jill up at the front end door. Jill knew immediately that something had happened,"I say.

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

"Um, darling, you did a whole lot more than fuss at me. You yelled at me, telling me that I was being stupid. That buying her a art object of jewelry wouldn't fix things. You called me damn near every mean hateful matter you could retrieve of,"I say to her.

"So, what happened then ?"Mom asks.

"Saint David takes me into the jewelry stock and has me look at engagement/wedding hardening telling me to pick out one that I liked. I kept at him telling him that proposing to her wouldn't get her binding, 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 separate box. The salesman does just that and goes to mitt the box to David, who like a klutz drops the box. He bends down on one stifle to pick it up and opens the box and just stays there on one genu not saying a parole. Just holding the box open. I was speechless. Here this solid time I thought he was going to suggest to Tina and in fact he proposed to me."Jill said. I watched as both Amy and Mom's center were tearing up. Fred just smirked and nodded his question in a personal manner that gave me his approval.

Dakota piped in,"WOW, I never knew all of that. What a great love life narration. No wonder why all of us peeress love you,"say it in such a sincere manner.

"OK, everyone, we now all know the Jill and David history. Take it easy tonight, we have the piece training tomorrow morning. Dakota, I'm going to put you in charge of reminding everyone and making a list so I can let the instructor know how many will be attending. Please be sure to address Donna, Jennifer and Paula. I want to include them as well. I know that St. John and I think Diane want to go. Sharon said she wants to go. Of course of study, I want Fred there. Do what you usually do and get a principal count and order decent auto for us all. Fred's car is in the courtyard."I direct Dakota to get hold of fear of for me.

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

"No, you don't need to do that now. You're welcome to 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 spend the night with this old gal ?"Mom says with a bit of flirt in her voice.

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

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

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

"David has anyone told you that you need a genuine formal dining room ? All of us in this kitchen is prissy, but in this monster of a menage, you need some top end furniture. If I could have some assistance, I would have it away to help provide your dwelling house,"Mom says to me.

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

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

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

"Can I borrow lavatory's girlfriend ? She strikes me as the shopping character,"Mom asks.

"Absolutely !"

Dakota was well-chosen. She wasn't put in that awkward plaza of having to serve two masters.

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

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

Not surprising at all, John makes a place rail line for the stroganoff.

"Hey, create your girlfriend a plateful 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 present me a gall-darn minute,"John playfully barks back.

CHAPTER 5

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

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

"It's all right with me, she loves shopping, but you got to ask her boss,"lav says pointing to Jennifer.

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

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

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

"Melanie, what time do you want to leave tomorrow for shopping ?"Fred asks.

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

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

Melanie leans over and gives him a smooch. I see her mouth the word ‘ 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 centime ?"I ask.

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

"OH yeah, I'm supposed to tell you that Mike Booker called. He wanted to cognize how you landed billystick matinee idol to hail to the studio apartment. He said to tell you thank you,"Amy tells me.

"he-goat Idol ? No fucking way,"John said getting everyone to giggle.

There's the John Lackland we all know and love, using his favorite 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 worry about Diane, she's going to be with Mom,"I tell her.

We sit around feeding and enjoying each other's company. Before foresighted I realize that a few hour have passed. I look at the microwave oven clock thinking that I had ordered filaria for each room, but the microwave clock read 10:02.

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

"Boss, this has been a expectant day. You fed us lunch, we met he-goat beau ideal and his girlfriend, you fucked my brains out and I only worked a half a day. Thank you,"Sharon says to me. She leans in and kiss me on the lips.

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

"Yes, boss. Did I mention that you are a great party boss ? I've had more fun with you in this forgetful time than all the meter I worked for the kraft mass. They only believed in work, never any fun. Heck, they stopped having Xmas parties a couple of old age ago because soul was ‘ offended ’."Sharon said in a severe manner.

"well, if I may paraphrase Ozzy, you're on the ‘ looney Train'now."I tell her. She kisses me as Jill tugs at my hand to take me to our bedchamber. Once inside, we close the door. Jill reaches around me and locks it, keeping everyone out.

We begin making out once again. Jill is such a brilliant kisser. I just have it away the feel of her soft tender lip on mine, her tongue wrestle with mine, her teeth lightly biting on my bottom lip. All in a very sensuous style. Pulling her in tight, she wraps her arms around me and whispers in my ear,"favorite, I love you,"in such a heartfelt manner I just tear her tightly to my body. We slowly and erotically begin to move out each other's clothes. They stay where they fall off our bodies.

As we both end up naked, Jill takes my mitt and leads me into the privy. I follow her into the shower. She turns the pee on, hot, very hot. The steam immediately begins to roll through the can. Jill and I embrace yet again. We begin to snog once again like high school teen. In my headspring, there is no way I'm not making a baby with this gorgeous, wonderful, smart woman that I call my married woman.

As the hot water cascades over our bodies, the heat relaxes both of us. We stand entangled in each early kissing and caressing. My humanness is pointed towards the ceiling. I lean down and begin to lap up and suck on Jill's endowed chest. For whatever reason, my nous made the comparison to Belinda. She is clearly bigger and more endowed than Jill, but it's Jill that has my gist.

I feel Jill's hand caressing and stroking my cock. I pick her up by her waist and gently feel her wrap her legs around my torso. She entangles her ankle joint behind my spine. I hold her underneath her thigh allowing her womanhood to line up with my hammer. Slowly I humble her down onto me. She must joggle her ass just a bit to line me up with her erotic love maw. Once we are positioned, I let solemnity do the work as she slides down onto me.

We begin our decelerate rhythmic love making in the shower. I feel her lady juice coating my hammer and balls as we continue to thrust together in unison. I step forward putting her back against the shower paries. I thrust a bit harder into her. I hear her moaning into my ear. I continue to force all the while kissing her and her cervix. She continues to moan in consummate acceptance of my crusade to fix beloved to my darling wife.

It really didn't take that long as we both once again orgasmed together. I felt my eubstance shoot all I had into my lovely Jill. She responded by splashing my cock, lump, and thighs with her fair sex juice. We kept rocking back and Forth River continuing to orgasm. other than saying ‘ I Love You'no other words were spoken.

As we finished reaching our simultaneous height, we pulled each other underneath the still hot pee, rinsing the sex off us. After we felt we were clean, Jill turned off the shower bath and we stepped out together. We took our time drying each other off, slowly, gently, and erotically. Once we were dry, we walked handwriting in script into our bedroom, climbed into bed and entangled our soundbox once again. We kissed for how long, I'm not sure but after quite a while, we both began to feel our eyes get fleshy and we drifted off to sleep, together, sated and happy.

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

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