The Chauffeur ( # 28 ) throttle and Other Stuff

By PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

When I woke up on Tues morning, Jill was still all entangled in me. It took a duet of minutes to unknot and not awaken her. As I stepped into the shower, it dawned on me that neither the security department guys nor the gate people had made it here. I made a mental preeminence to speech sound both.

I knew that our safety guy was now handling the ignition lock change at the mortarboard. motive to have Sharon ask him to stop by at his gadget and culture installing the rubber that he left in one of the bedrooms.

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

Roger had set us up with mortal that he knew and trusted in teaching small-arm safety and usage. I suspected that both CG boys, Fred and maybe John the Evangelist have experience with a firearm. I haven't heard anything from any of the ladies about old firearm grooming. I smelled food being cooked, Sir Francis Bacon and maybe some blimp, 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 grinning on their faces as they were both excited in this daybreak risky venture. They both kissed me, but their reasoning for knocking was to ask about if the instructor would be bringing decent arm for all of us who are attending. I assured them he would ingest 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 antechamber to our primary kitchen. To my surprise, I found both Sammy and Bobby cookery breakfast for everyone. John and Diane were already eating, of form, with bathroom, that was an tremendous measure of solid food he was consuming.

"commodity Morning everyone,"I said smiling.

I got lots of groans, a twosome of good morning back, and a couple of completely mum because coffee berry had not taken force yet.

I went around kissing all the peeress, warning John that I was NOT going to buss him, which drew a big laugh from everyone.

Amy told me that the security Guy had already called and would be here shortly. The gate people said that since we had changed the name from The Commune to the Chateau it would take a bit to a greater extent time to fix the epithet over the gate. The secure guy said he would take care of the safe's soon, as he was working diligently on the locks of the Hawk.

I pointed out to Amy that we needed a spot for her to have the security to be set up, easily accessible to her, and being recorded on a cloud waiter. She said she already had a positioning set up just off the primary winding kitchen with a lower-ranking emplacement in the big kitchen. I was glad she had a program in mind.

Since I had already gotten dressed in my dress short pants and a Cuban style shirt, I headed outside to the pool homes. I noticed the spark on in the consortium home that was now a porn studio apartment. I knocked. Allison answered. I heard moaning and groaning in the background. I saw both Twin on their genu in front of guy cable that I recognized from the porn industry. I didn't see Belinda though. When I asked about her, Allison took my hand and led me to a backbone bedroom, where she was the centrepiece of a 12-man circle dork. She whispered in my ear, how excited she was wearing her collar in the sign the other day and is looking forward to doing the like thing again.

I asked her how using the studio was going, she said that she has had a awful response and now has a small waiting leaning, that included a distich of bozo that specialize in the BDSM lifestyle. I reminded her about that guy and his antics 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 voice of anything without my personal permit, which I was not going to give her.

I did lean into her and whispered to her that she is my favorite submissive. This made her grinning. She offered her services to me, but I declined to say that she was working and needed to pore 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 smut studio apartment. As I walked back across to the household, I see John the Evangelist peering out the glass threshold at me with a big cheesy grin on his face.

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

This dawning the house was buzzing. I wasn't sure what got everyone moving around so early, but with Bobby and Sammy cooking, the house smelled delicious. I took a home broad of eggs, blimp, syrup, and toast. The Guy also set out a glass of pineapple juice and milk for me. I sat at the kitchen tabular array thinking about what Mom had said about needing a formal dining elbow room table. She was decent. I texted her that I had seen a pecan tree table somewhere and thought it to be a beautiful table, but that our table needs to be able to seat at least 20 people.

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

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

I heard a splashing and looked out to see the two twins naked in the pool. This drew a chortle from the inside mathematical group. I sent John out there to check on them, which he did gladly. They reached up and under the guise of him helping them out of the pool, they pulled him into the pocket billiards fully clothed. Those of us who were watching laughed out loud. John was happy being in the pool with two defenseless Twin. I looked around but didn't see Diane anywhere.

Both twins took to kissing John. They pushed their naked bodies against him and began removing his clothes. The first thing he removed was his wallet. He now needed to dry it as soon as possible. Thankfully, he did not have his cell phone in his pants sack when he hit the water.

Corey dive under the pee only to emerge with John's pants and bagger shorts. John looked over at the house and just smiled. None of us cared if he has some pool sex with the Twins, in fact, I think a couple of the guys, like Marcus, envied John. I leaned over to Marcus and told him to go join John, I 'm sure as shooting they would love to consume you as an addition. Marcus wasted no time in getting up, shedding his wearing apparel and went running out into the pool. I saw carol swimming over to Marcus and lead off playing with him.

Amy told me that my box seat had arrived yesterday, while I was in the sleeping room with Jill. She put them in the front bedroom behind the living room. I got up and headed there, with Amy following close behind. I opened the threshold to see about 50 FedEx boxes of versatile sizes. I didn't even know where to begin. I told Amy that I wanted the twins and Marcus to handle the Lapplander sorting job here that they did at the Hawk.

As I went to call on around, Amy cornered me. She put her arms 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 way. She shed her dress quickly and began shedding mine. As we both got naked, she sat me down on the couch 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 rim allowing each other's natural language to enter our mouths. I felt her Begin to orgasm on me, her body stiffening up as she expelled wetness onto my lap. I thrust into her as deeply as I could get.

I felt that grand twinge as I began to buck Mexican valium after rope of my man seed into Amy. I pulled her into me, hugging her and kissing her. I felt her again reach an coming. This time her unscathed consistency shook with an orgasmic rush. We declared our loved for each early as I shot another stave of sperm into her. She wrapped her lithe branch around me pulling me abstruse into her as I shot again and again. Her eyes glazed over, and I felt her physical structure muscle 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 grand. 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 movement. We began to shake back and Forth River. We continued rocking back and forth for quite a long prison term. She began kissing me, licking my neck, and playing with my ear. All of that felt wonderful. I thrust into her, shooting forget me drug after roach into her. She moaned in total sufferance, declaring her beloved for me yet again.

Amy didn't leave us, she sat on the end of the couch watching us and fingering her own cum filled pussy. She was making a quite a little on the leather couch. Her slit was expelling all the cum that I had put in there. She pulled out two fingers replete of cum, licking them clean. She moaned as she cleaned her own finger's breadth. As my dick finally began to deflate, Amy took one last lick of my prick taking tending to houseclean the cum from Dakota off my humanity. Dakota just smiled seeing Amy being submissive to me yet again.

CHAPTER 2

As the meter for us to leave quickly approached, I remembered that Fred had left one of the limos out into the courtyard. He got up, got dressed and headed outside to go make full up the limo. He returned to a lesser extent than a half hour 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 direct to the pistol range.

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

The rest of the mathematical group all chose a car. All three limos were full of our playgroup. Off we went to the pistol range.

Marcus was left behind with instructions about the security company along with instructions that the gate multitude may point up as well as the locksmith putting the remaining safes into several suite around the household. He accepted the responsibility.

As we drove to the orbit, Jill told us about how unvoiced it was for her to learn to qualify on the range in the marine, although she was using more than just a pistol, she had to qualify with a rifle as well.

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

Mom told us that Bob disapproved of ordnance saying ‘ that is the job for somebody else'so he never had gunman in their mansion. She never ever even handled a gun, let alone inject one. Fred offered his assistance making everyone in the back of the car smile.

Dakota had to be cajoled to tattle about guns. She said she grew up in a tough neighborhood, draw of work party, dozens of unsavory people many if not most had a gun. She said in highschool school day one of her friends was brutalized at gunpoint. She was so shaken up that she ended up committing suicide. She told us that she is very apprehensive about this training. Jill put her arm around Dakota and said something in her ear that I couldn't hear.

Then the burden was on me. I told them about the Saturday morning 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 kids how to be able to look at a weapon system and know if there is a condom or not, how to dilute and unload 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 several years later as he became a adolescent that his considerably friend Billy nearly shot the family line dog. He had found his Dad's .45 under his pillow and ran around the inside of the house when it went off. The dog ran and hid underneath a bed. He remembers how Billy just dropped the gun on the base and went running to his sleeping room knowing that he was getting a beating when Dad got home. As I told this story, we arrived at the range.

When Fred parked the car, he turned around and said that he wished more parents took the responsible for route. 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 assistant since Dakota had warned him about how large our mathematical group would be.

We all followed him into a classroom type setting where the learning would begin. He had many more handgun than we needed, which was a succor to me.

As we all took a seat, I noticed that Dakota was seated right next to Jill. Fred, both CG boys already had firearm and carry licence. The instructor had us sate out the carry Trachinotus falcatus form if we wished to be cleared to withstand and manage a small-arm.

The firstly two hours of the grooming were…. well…. boring. necessity, but boring.

Before we were even allowed to plow a firearm, we had to pass a short-circuit quiz about handling a gun that the instructor had put together. It was a straightaway quiz, but it took everyone off guard a bit. Surprisingly John and Dakota both finished ahead of everyone else. Jill and I were consequence behind. The instructor told us as we were working on the quiz that as you finish you then get to pick a gun to learn with.

St. John the Apostle chose a Smith & Wesson .357 Dakota took hold of a minor metalworker 9mm that fit her hand.

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

Mom, well she was quite funny, she picked up a gun like she was picking up a dead rat. This made various of us chuckle, but it was Fred who saved the day with her helping to prefer a gun to her sizing but not with such mogul to deluge her. He gave her a Charter sleeve semi-automatic. It fit her mitt 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 path, whoremonger wanted to show off, but the CG son kept him in his tail end.

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 John explaining that although a .357 is a great gun, it's better suited for the movies and not in real life history. He selected a Smith & Wesson 9mm which St. John took reluctantly and gave up the large revolver.

In my fountainhead, I again see the matureness level of John growing. Not all that long ago, he would have argued about what gun he wanted, but here he listened to reasonableness and made the switch. Maybe I need to include him in a veridical study school term with me.

Now it was time to channelize out to the mountain chain, but before we did the teacher gave us each a duo of safety glasses. He also did not give us ammo until we got to the chain, he said he would then give us five beat each. Paula made us snicker again asking what a round was. The instructor explained that around was another word for bullet. Paula shrugged her berm and Jill patted her on the back.

The instructor divided the group down the midriff of the grade. One half of the class went with the primary instructor, the other half went with the supporter. We all got up and followed our respective teacher with him putting each of us at fork stalls in which to bourgeon from.

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

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

In my head, it thought this to be a rather soft task, boy was I damage. I guess I should be happy that we were all shooting in the same direction at least. It was crystallize who had handgun training and who did n't. I was n't bad, all my rounds at least hit the prey composition. However, poor Paula and Jennifer had no rounds hit the target report. They were both ready to give up almost immediately. The primary winding teacher moved Jennifer and Paula closer to the CG son, that way each one of them could present them gentle trace about being more successful.

Sammy and Bobby also helped. They each made easy hypnotism to Donna and Allison, although I don't think Allison was comfy holding the gun. She kept putting the gun down after each barb. Sammy told her to fire all five one shot 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 cycle inside the black, but the CG guy wire and Fred all hit center mass. The teacher offered to modify the aim composition from a fair game to one of a ‘ bad guy ’, Dakota readily accepted the offer.

It was as if a light electrical switch turned on with Dakota. She put her succeeding five all in the face of the bad guy……all five ! She smiled at her outcome, Jill laughed even the instructor made credit that sometimes you just need something more than a paper fair game to make affair click.

The secondary instructor went along the shooting line oblation to modify from targets to the bad guy target, John wanted to try. He did ok, all five of his gibe hit the guy, but there was no grouping. Bobby stepped over to John and suggested that he confine the gun with one hand and the other hand act as a infrastructure underneath the gun line to sustain the recoil to a minimum. When John tried the mesmerism, he got four out of the five together with the fifth one not parting of the group but directly between the eyes. John was gear up to be done after seeing that. We all laughed at our new ‘ gunslinger ’. What surprised me the most was the care Jill was showing Dakota on how to properly use her weapon.

Dakota would take her five shots, Jill would hand her advice, and then Dakota would discharge five More. Clearly, Dakota was determined to control this and kept at it until her shooting became much better.

I asked the instructor if we could get all our military machine people lined up future to each early and have ourselves a little shoot off. He shrugged his articulatio humeri and asked the group if they would be unforced, which they all agreed. In my head, I thought that one of the CG boys would rise to the top. However, it was a surprise to me that although the CG boys were spectacular, Fred and Jill took top honor. Fred put all five of his again center mass on the regular butt. Jill used the bad-guy target and put all five squarely in the chest. The CG boys all had center mass shots, but each one had one single shot 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 not bad helper 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 acquisition. However, Sharon also kept at the shooting trying to master the skill as well. She was quite the spitfire, not willing to quit. Mom, well she really didn't flavour 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 control this skill. John, well he was his usual 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 time. The instructor took a group photo of everyone together holding their gun in straw man of them. He told me that he would experience them developed and mail the set to us.

Once the preparation course of instruction was over, I felt it was time for another enceinte dejeuner at Fred's favorite Italian restaurant. Mom was excited to hear we would be going back there. In her mind our rock star would still be there, however, the rest of us just rolled our eyes 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 elevator car, I pulled Fred aside and spoke to him. He assured me that he would demand care of what I was asking.

Since the CG boys were Fred's nephews, I assumed that they knew of Fred's Italian eating place. Oddly, they had no cue when I asked them to cry ahead and let them know we were coming over, all 14 of us. Thankfully, Dakota had the bit already on her sound and made the call.

Everyone seemed all hyped up as if adrenaline was pumped into everyone. There was mint of yakety-yak heading to the restaurant. Mom, Jill, and Sharon were all talking as if they were baby talking about the cute boy in eminent schooltime.

"Daddy, would it be OK with you if I went dwelling house instead of eating lunch with everyone ? I'm feeling a bit nauseated and the mentation of Allium sativum dinero is making my corporation do flip flops,"Dakota said to me.

"Sir, I'd be felicitous to take Miss Dakota back to the house,"Fred offered.

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

As we pulled into the parking lot, Fred pulled up next to the door and let us out. I kissed Dakota before getting out. She assured me it was zip to worry about she was just a bit nauseated.

I got out and everyone else got out of their limo. The CG boy were quite felicitous 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 certain if they did or not. I knew one of the CG boys was a sniper but shooting a 50 caliber from a moving eggbeater is far different than shooting a pistol.

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

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

"well, my aphrodisiac pet, I'm actually calling you to please give Dakota a call. She is skipping lunch with the mob and is headed back to the menage. I'm sure that I'm just being a big old worry-wort, but I want to err on the augury of circumspection. Will you check on her as a favor to me ? '' I ask.

"dearie, for you I'd do just about anything. I'll call her when we hang-up. But don't be surprised if I'm at your house collecting my doctor fees,"She gives me a quickly phone kiss and hangs up.

Jill chafe my back, she knows that I'm worried.

Jill's phone buzzes.

"how-do-you-do, this is Jill Greene,"she says.

There's a pause as I can only find out Jill's side of meat of the conversation.

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

"What was that all about ?"I ask.

"A orotund shareowner of Churchill Down wants to buy all of our sawbuck track. He's put an investor grouping together and they would wish to meet with us tomorrow break of the day at the mortarboard. They wanted to cook sure they were not intruding on any funeral or family prison term with esteem to Bob Jaxson."She says to me.

"Well, darling, you've told me that the trail are great cash cows, their operating costs and liability policy 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 adept idea. What do you cogitate ?"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 black, but it wouldn't take often for that to change."Jill tells me as I hold her seat out for her.

"Didn't we get them in the Happy, Happee Limo bargain ? Weren't they bought under the limo license and we acquired them for adjacent to nothing like the recording studio ?"I ask.

"Yes, we did. Let me take a quick look but off the top of my question we may be capable to get them to adopt the unhurt package, including that one in upstate New York that hasn't made money in three or four years."Jill says. I just bang it when she gets into the byplay manner, she is so aphrodisiac then.

The owner comes over to greet us. Before we even say anything, he has two bottles of Chianti and three baskets of garlic bread being delivered to the table. He also has respective spectacles of body of water. Fred had mentioned that we would care water with the meal. The owner did ask where Fred was. I told him he is running one of our party dwelling, as she wasn't tone well.

"Must have eaten Greek food, too much Elia,"the proprietor says laughing. We all chuckled along with him.

I leaned over to Jill and asked,"Darling do you have a party assay 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 prison term to pay up,"I say avoiding the real response with all the spike around listening.

It wasn't very long before plates full of spaghetti and inwardness sauce started arriving at the table. 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, get to think about it, no,"she replies.

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

"Didn't she tell you ? She went to the authority 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 gun,"I reply.

I get up and walk 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 thing, but she felt she should be at work if not with us. I told her she was being overly spiritualist, but she's severe about making for sure you're happy with her,"John tells me.

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

John takes out his telephone set and dials it and hands it to me.

"HI HUNNY bunny girl,"Diane says thinking it was King John calling her.

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

"OH SHIT"she replies.

"Darling, why are you at piece of work ? This was supposed to be an jaunt day for everyone,"I say to her.

"Daddy, I screwed up before. I want you to consider 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.

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

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

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

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

"wellspring, 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 promising beautiful child, even if John is the Father,"I say looking at John and laughing. She laughs as well, even Gospel According to 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 lean in an ask her,"Will you move down by me please ?"

I hold my manus out and avail her up from the tabular array. We walk down to my spot. One of the CG boys brings her chair. Jill scooches over and puff my chair over as well making room for Sharon.

I put her plate of intellectual nourishment down at the hollow spot, wait for the chairperson to be set in place and arrest Sharon's hand as she sits down.

Just as I sit down following to her, I see Fred walk in the restaurant. He gives me a quick thumbs up, so I know what I asked him to do is done.

"WOW, lunch with the boss, '' Sharon says smiling.

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

"Oh, my goodness. This has been a crazy day. The gun cooking stove, the classes about how to manage a gun, dejeuner here, this is an awesome work day,"She says with a big smile on her face.

"commodity, we have an errand to run after lunch before we head back to the Chateau. Oh, by the way, Jill and I need to reserve the big group discussion room tomorrow. I don't love how retentive we'll need it but let me book it for the stallion day. Also, we need to have coffee, body of water, juice ready for tomorrow. We have an investment funds chemical group merging Jill and me tomorrow. Can you have that ready for us ? '' I ask of her.

Sharon stops eating and dials up the situation and has a prompt conversation with someone and in just a duo of proceedings 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 amount close.

We all sit and take our prison term enjoying the food and the friendship of everyone at the board. Fred tells me that Dakota got a shout in the car from Dr. Ronda and that she will stop by tonight just to see to it on Dakota.

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

I just laugh.

We spend about an hour 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 troupe check.

I get up and thank everyone telling them I need to head to the government agency for a bit asking Sharon to join me. She willingly agrees.

CHAPTER 3

We walk outside the restaurant and there is a townsfolk car waiting for us. I hold the door undetermined for Sharon and get in with her. The number one wood already knows where we are headed. Sharon asks,"Why are we heading to the bureau ?"

"We're not,"

"But you said…."she says.

"Just commit me,"I tell her.

We don't traveling too far, about three miles before we pull into our goal. A Mercedes franchise. Sharon's eyes get big then tear up. I just smiling. The number one wood pulls the car up to the front doors of the dealership. We get out and walk inside.

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

"Ma'am, we would like to speak to your newest salesperson,"I tell the receptionist.

She picks up the phone and dials mortal up.

"She'll be right here. Would you care some coffee or bottled urine while you wait ?"The receptionist asks.

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

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

We turn around and see a pin-up Loretta Young woman standing with a big smile on her face.

"I'm Brandi Johansson. My friends call me BJ. Do I know you from somewhere because you don't feel familiar to me,"she asks.

"Ms. Johansson, you don't know us. I asked for the raw sales representative,"I answer as I try not to be obvious that I'm looking her consistence over. I guess I wasn't that subtle as I feel a punch in the ribs from Sharon.

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

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

"Well sir, we don't sell cars,"she replies.

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

"Those automobiles sir are Mercedes Benz, the all right car on the planet,"she says with a big smile on her face.

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

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

"smell BJ, we already know the type of MERCEDES. We just need to pick out color and pick and check up on to see if you have it in stock,"I tell her.

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

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

"Hello Ms. Sharon, your Dad says you only have to foot out the colouring and the pick,"BJ says.

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

"Oh WOW, I wish more bosses bought railroad car for their people,"BJ says.

"Um, did you just call them railroad car ?"I ask smiling.

"Yeah, sorry. They make a big mickle in training to not address them automobile,"she tells us.

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

'' Yes, sir. I would be happy to help you. Do you have got a model picked out and do you know what color is uncommitted in the model ?"She asks.

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

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

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

'' Yes, Ma'am. We have one of each. They are also available in fatal, silver, and White,"she explains.

"David, I would really jazz 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 follow me. I just have to barricade at our certificate desk show them your license and get the keys,"she explains.

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

"Would you expect anything lupus erythematosus from your boss ?"I reply smiling the completely time.

BJ stops at the security desk who takes our permit and runs them through a car before he hands them back to her and gives her a set of keys as well.

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

BJ begins her ramble about owning a Mercedes. 50 pelage of blusher, 15 coats of crystalise lacquer, 5-star clank paygrade, hand-stitched leather rear, seating for five, rear purview television camera, blah, blah, bombast. My middle roll listening to the educate manner of speaking about the Mercedes.

"BJ can we take the vehicle for a test private road ?"I ask.

She opens the door and Sharon gets in the driver's stern. I get in the back up seat and BJ gets in the passenger English. Once we are all in and secured with the seat knock, she hands Sharon the key fob. Sharon starts the car. She is so excited that her hands are almost shaking.

Sharon listens intently to BJ explain affair about this example. I just sit back and listen. The examination drive takes Sir Thomas More than an hr as BJ wanted Sharon to receive all the feature article of the car.

"BJ what did you do before selling Mercedes ?"I ask. Sharon looks at me through the rearview mirror and smile. 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 older guy, who told me I would pee-pee lots of money selling these machine. I've been working here 3 calendar month now and have not sold even one car. I've gotten nigh twice, but they did not qualify for funding. I feel like I got hoodwinked, but I owe them for 12 week of a draw with no sales,"she explains to Sharon and me.

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

'' At maiden, 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 grade in line finance. I would really like to have an office job working regular hour but feeling like I was accomplishing matter,"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 boss !"She says back.

"BJ, I saw a car next to this one in a beautiful blue, is that the Saami 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 dealership BJ directs her where to park the vehicle.

"Well, Sharon is this your car, or do you need 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 talk to your sales handler,"I tell BJ.

We get out and head inside. She stops at the security measure desk and hands the key fob back to the security guard. She walks us to this tiny office with a cheap desk that has two stinky hard plastic chairman. She tells us she will be properly back with her sales manager.

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

"hi sir, I'm Tony Rollo, sales manager. BJ tells me that you're looking to buy that nice red E300. She's a beauty, isn't she ?"He says to me, but what I hear in my fountainhead is blah, blah, blah. My head likened the audio to the teacher's representative in the old Charlie Brown cartoons.

"Tony, I am interest in that car. What is the best OUT THE DOOR price you can apply me ?"I ask.

"well, you're in luck, we have a great deal on special financing for all new customers,"he begins.

"Tony, Tony, stop right there. I asked for your best out the threshold Mary Leontyne Price,"I tell him.

"wellspring sir, we haven't discussed…."

I cut him off mid-sentence."Mr. Rollo, do you want to make a sale, or do you want to waste my time. I have trivial forbearance for time wasting away. I work for a living. If you can't tell me what I asked you for either get your political boss or I'm going to your competition,"I tell him sternly. I see BJ's optic get handsome. Apparently, she hasn't seen anyone put Mr. Rollo in his place.

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

He returns a couplet of minute late with a slender man.

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

Klaus extends his helping 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 waste my prison term. I work for a sustenance and would like to get back to doing what I do. So, I'll ask you the Lapplander question What is the best out the doorway toll on that red Mercedes that we just test swarm with this hardworking noblewoman BJ ?"I say in a stern voice, now getting a bit annoyed.

"That car sir goes for $ 61,000 but I can let you suffer 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 bear it for $ 79,500,"He tells me.

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

"OK, I'll bring both and I want your assurance that BJ here gets the credit entry for the sales event. I'm only here because she worked so hard on this sale. If I didn't need to get back to mold soon, I would throw just left and gone to your rivalry. How long do you guess this will take ?"I say with an air of superiority.

"Sir, we will have all the paperwork done and the car gear up in less than 90 minutes. Will that be sufficient ?"Klaus says to us. However, I see Sharon having a grueling time sitting still in her chairperson, the uncomfortable chair.

'' Mr. Klaus, can we move to somewhere that is more comfy. These chairwoman really suck to sit in,"I say to him.

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

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

"Oh no BJ, you get to stay in here with us. You're our sales person you get to reap the payoff of selling us not one but TWO cars,"I say to her in strawman of Mr. Rollo.

He nods telling her to sit down and fall in us while the new car get-ready section preps the two cars and their back-office citizenry prepare all the paperwork.

The three of us chat and gag about lots of things. Sharon goes on a sales sales pitch to BJ about how good of a political boss I've been. She tells her about today's escapade, the gun range, the class on gun safe, the fab lunch, and now getting her a new car. I think to myself that BJ is truly a beauty. She is certainly more beautiful than the counterpart Corey and Carol While she is no Jill, nor Dakota, nor even Amy for that matter she is quite beautiful, you can see it.

A conservatively dressed lady comes into the part and sits down across the desk from us. She turns her paperwork around so we can see the two gross revenue declaration as she goes over them line by pipeline. Once she is done, she asks for payment. I write out the check-out procedure to the public figure of the dealership and in the amount of $ 138,000, signing my name at the bottom. She looks at the check and asks if I'm the new CEO of the party that she saw on MSNBC. When I tell her that I am, she asks if she could get a cell earphone characterisation of us. I tell her only if our sales person BJ is in the photo.

The three of us stand together, the dame flanking me as the back-office lady snap bean three pictures trying to make sure she gets a good one. I ask that a copy goes to BJ as her first sale. She assures me that one will.

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

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

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

Sharon knows what's coming adjacent, of course of instruction, I have n't been shy about affair, I just do n't like Mr. Rollo.

"Ah, Mr. Rollo, I want to thank you. You made it easy for BJ to resign your firm. I'm taking her with us. If you think she still owes your firm money, feel free to station me the bill. I'll have my forensic legal team go over what you say she owes you personal line of credit by origin. Should we get even one penny out of place, I'll have no choice but to file complaint with the California Better occupation agency, the California department of clientele, AAA, and any former agency I can think of. Please severalise Mr. Klaus we thank him. bye Mr. Rollo, '' I say to him as I get up and leave with BJ and Sharon.

As we walk to the threshold, I hand BJ the keys to the blue car.

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

BJ stops, turns around and runs over to a desk. She opens the undersurface drawer and pulls out a purse. She walks back over to me, stopping at the security desk and handing over her Florida key and security tag to the guard and says goodbye to him.

"BJ, please hand me your telephone,"I say to her.

She hands me her phone. I put my cell number and the name and address of the Chateau on her telephone and severalize her to use the car 's GPS to get to my menage. She hesitantly agrees. I can tell that she is very nervous. I just turned her biography upside down, but hopefully for the good.

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

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

"Did you just buy Sharon a Mercedes ? They called to swan that you had the assurance to sign a bridle for that amount,"Jill says to me.

"well, Sharon has a new car. I'm very glad that I fulfilled my promise to her when I hired her. Hey, I have an idea about tomorrow, let me talk to you when we get home, oh, and I have another new person to unite our group. I hired our car sales representative,"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 wait until you see the car that 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 automobile when we get to the house.

As we turn down the armed service road to the house, I see in my bill mirror BJ's face. She is astounded at the homes. We pull into the courtyard of the Chateau. I see the logic gate guy have installed the gate, but it is still in the out-of-doors spot. I also see the security guy rope van here. Although, I don't see the safe guy's vehicle.

Sharon parks her car in the absolute heart and soul of the courtyard. BJ parks the spicy car next to Sharon's car. We get out of the cars and headland to the door. BJ is shocked and amazed. When we open the doorway and go inside, I was worried for a moment that she might just pass out. Her head teacher is swirling, and she is spinning around trying to see everything. Sharon takes her mitt and tells her to fall out her.

Jill and Dakota come bouncing over to me. Both of my dame give me a big romantic kiss. I take Jill by the hand and charter her outside to the courtyard. I ask her,"Jilly, what's your preferent color ?"

"Blue"

"OH, MY GAWD, St. David, IS THAT FOR ME ?"She says screaming with excitement. 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 peel off out of the court heading down the service road at some ungodly speed, screaming all the way.

I shake my head and pass back inside. Sharon comes bouncing over to me and gives me a huge passionate kiss, right in front of BJ. When she breaks from the kiss, she takes BJ's hired man and tells her that she's going to get a tour of the shack.

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

"I'm making Grilled poulet to chuck into freshly made alfredo and egg noodles. Sammy is making some finger's breadth nutrient appetiser and I think he's going to make a multiple layered vanilla and strawberry cake 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 centre, but by the fragrance, I can tell that the hands belong to Amy.

"Hi pop, you have a guest on their way over. She says you owe her for an unpaid broadsheet. dad, I thought Jill handled all the bills ?"She asks.

"Yes, my dear, Jill does take care of all the real placard. 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 spell. Oh, Amy, this is BJ. I hired her away from the car dealership. She's going to be Sharon's help at the war hawk, so delight make her flavor welcome,"I say to Amy.

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

"David,"I correct her.

"Or Daddy,"Amy interjects.

"OK, David. Who are you ? I mean this house is adult than the shops that I go shopping in. And you seem to hold beautiful women bouncing all around here. Are you, um, Hugh Hefner or individual like that ?"BJ asks me.

"No, Hugh Heffner changed the world. He made nude video of women 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 mention that you dated an onetime man for a bit who convinced you to get a car salesman ? By hazard, was the Old guy Mr. Rollo ?"I ask her.

'' How did you get laid ? I thought no one knew, '' She says with a stunned looking at 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 hold off for another customer, he just dismissed you. No recognition for selling two cars, no thank you for doing a respectable job. He was subject matter 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 sales event,"I tell her.

"Yeah, he's dating the other new gal. She's even younger than me. She's just barely over 21 and me at 25 is now the old gal. We're the solely two noblewoman that work for that franchise, all the other salespeople are men,"she tells me.

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

"Who's this Saint David ?"Mom asks.

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

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

"No pet, I'm Jacques Louis David's boss's widow. My husband, David's knob just passed away and David and Jill brought me back from my house in the Hampton to pay heed out here. Which I'm loving, especially with these cute cat that are here like Bobby and his counterpart Sammy, who is in the early kitchen, '' Mom tells BJ.

I see in BJ's eye that she has questions, I get up kiss Mom and even kiss BJ on the top of her head and mind back towards my bedroom to hold a flying rain shower.

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

"Amy, favourite, where is everyone ?"

"Well, can and Jennifer went downtown to get Diane from the office staff. The two CG guy are outside at the pool 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 caller as she had an return she had to correct. Donna went to the call heart and soul, she wanted to check on something that she suspects happens when she's not there, so she wanted to give them a surprise visit. Fred is taking the limo back. I don't know where Marcus is, and mark Newberg said he would be back after 530pm. And of grade, I'm here available to you if you want me, anytime you want me,"Amy says with a scintillation in her eye.

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

I hear a cold-shoulder knock on the sleeping room door. I look over to see Sharon and BJ. Sharon brings BJ into the bedroom. She takes Amy's helping hand and pass out with Amy leaving BJ alone with me in my sleeping room. BJ turns around and around looking at the sheer size of the bedroom.

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

"BJ you're a beautiful woman. Would I like to experience strong-arm intimacy with you ? ABSOLUTELY ! But, only if you 're bequeath. Everyone who is percentage of my playgroup does this because they love sex and enjoy making someone else feel good. Everything is consensual and none of it has anything to do with their job. Play, don't romp, it's all up to you. We have slew of good-looking bozo and other than John and Diane and Jill and I everyone is 1. Saint John and Diane are engaged, but they play with everyone. Jill and I are married, but we also play with everyone. If you would like to play, just pick someone out and recreate, we're a very well-disposed bunch. If you are epicene, virtually all our charwoman here are bisexual. If you know what a tramp is, that probably defines us the best,"I say to her.

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

'' BJ, this is not a competition. As I said, we are just a friendly crowd. When Marcus gets here, I want to innovate him to you. He 's just a bit sure-enough than you but he 's a existent lover. All the cleaning lady just eff to bring with him. I think that he would be a great first guy to fiddle with."I tell her.

"fountainhead, sir, if you think he's a serious one to start with, I'll be willing 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 usable to you virtually anytime. Although, I do have a dear protagonist who wants to wreak with me this evening coming over, Dr. Ronda,"I say to her.

I step forward. I put my arms around her and lean in and kiss her. She responds a bit more than than I anticipated. Her mouth parts and her natural language snakes its way into my backtalk. I feel my cock beginning to tent out my apparel knickers. She feels it as well, reaching down and squeezing my nearly vertical cock. I caress her back. I begin to unbutton her blouse. I let it cut down to the floor. I reach around and unclasp her bra letting it also fall to the floor. She begins to unbutton my shirt letting it fall to the floor as well. Her hands begin to explore my chest as she pulls my tee shirt over my head. I scoop her up in my arms, honeymoon elan and lay her on the play bed. I slide her morass off her. I see that she has these cute beige lacing panties. I remove them. While I'm standing at the incline of the bed, I unbuckle my own pants letting them fall to the floor. I slide my boxers down as well. I hear a small gasp as she sees my voiceless pecker pointing to the ceiling.

I get into the bed, moving my face between her thighs and leaning in to thrash her womanhood. She spreads her stage grasping my pilus and pulling me into her. I begin to lick and suck her tasty sex. I feel her getting wetter with each lick. I gently put two fingers inside of her scraping on her G-spot. This makes her moan loudly as she splashes my hired man and wrist joint. She is moaning loudly now, pulling her knee joint up towards her brass giving me more approach to her womanhood. I keep curling my fingerbreadth inside of her making her orgasm More and more until the big one hit like a mac truck.

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

Another sexual climax rolls through her eubstance as I keep curling my finger's breadth on her G-spot."OH St. David, I'M CUMMING SO HARD….SO HARD….SO….HAA,"She doesn't finish the idiom as a thirdly orgasm rolled through correct on top of the second gear one. I let her forgather her pot after the third orgasm. I pull her in close and just kiss her. She wraps her leg around me and perpetrate me in tightly.

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

"BJ, you don't need to go home tonight. I have plenty of room here. We'll work something out. I just know you will savour our group. This is only the first of your intimate waking up,"I tell her.

She pulls herself into me and kisses me passionately. She lays her head on my thorax and just begins to circulate her digit through my chest hairsbreadth. It doesn't take prospicient 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 shorts and a tee shirt. I leave my sleeping room door undefended. When I get to the support elbow room, Dakota and Jill are just coming back in with huge grin on their faces. Clearly, they loved Jill 's new car. I got osculation from Dakota and a bigger kiss from Jill. I whisper in Jill 's ear that we have a new extremity of the playgroup in our play bed. Jill smiling and says, `` Well, that did n't take aim very long, '' giggling at me.

We all head down to the kitchen to get some food. I see bathroom 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 unhurt time.

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

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