The Chauffeur………the Interview

BY : PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2018

CHAPTER 1

I never thought that at 40 I would be divorced. I have a great son, that I don't get much time to see. I have the common bills like mortgage, car defrayment, and now, nestling support. Somehow, it just doesn't seem fair that the innocent party in a divorce gets raked over the coal by sept court.

I have no objection paying nipper backup. However, in my state men almost always lose.

To keep up my bills, I was forced to look for a contribution time job. I work 40-50 hours a workweek as a eating house director. Yet, that money was no longer enough to keep my financial chief above water.

I called respective Friend inquiring if they knew any part time jobs that I could call for on. Everyone said the same matter to me that ‘ times were tough ’.

I went online looking for piece time work and ran across an ad for number one wood needed. I waited until Mon to call in the bit listed inquiring about the position. To my surprise, a delicious lady answered the earpiece with a slight southern drawl to her voice.

"Thank you for calling Happy, Happee Limo. This is Tina speaking. Do you ask a limo for pickup or airport servicing ?"Her vocalisation just seemed to ‘ smile'over the phone.

I hesitated for a moment before answering,"Neither, I'm calling about a position that I saw your companionship post online for a driver."

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

I waited for what seemed like an hour but, most in all likelihood just 5 minutes or so. Finally, a woman with a deep easterly European accent mark answered. My foreland quickly thought of the old toon"Boris and Natasha"as Sasha's voice sounded just like Natasha.

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

Sasha's reply was that the position was to neglect off and pick up mass as directed by the starter. In the wearisome meter, the driver is to either patrol the drome arrival area or wait outside one of the one-half dozen top end resort hotels that they have declaration. The location revolves carrying their patronage to whatever destination they requested for a unconditional fee.

In my top dog, it sounded like a decent job. I asked what the working hours that would be required of me. Sasha told me that I needed to meet with her at the limo position Tuesday about 8 pm. She also went on to tell me that I needed to wear my best wearing apparel suit, so she could make trusted that I would be dressed conquer if they were to offer me the position.

On Tues, I showed up at the savoir-faire she gave me about 15 minute early. I parked my Toyota Corolla, got out, checked my suit, and sprayed a mint nebuliser in my mouth. The suit I wore has inkiness slacks and a mordant dress suit coat. I wore my favored atomic number 27 blue long sleeved dress shirt with a tone down maroon tie with a matching maroon handkerchief. I made sure to fine-tune my black belt and Joseph Black frock horseshoe just to impress.

I was nervous to say the to the lowest degree. I had not been on a job interview in several yr. My affection was pounding as I looked at the magniloquent agency building. I rang the doorbell on the face door and a rather vauntingly bald black man answered. I introduced myself and he replied,"Oh you're the one here for the job. C'mon in. Take the elevator to the 8th floor and you will see the preindication for the limousine troupe. safe Luck."

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

A cute mid-20's slender black char answered. She farseeing legs, belittled but saucy knocker, and a beautiful smile. I asked,"Sasha ? ”. She chuckled at me and said,"No, I'm Tina. You must be David. Come on in and be me but, please be tranquility as our phone girls are talking to customers."

I did as I was told and followed her silently. While we were walking through the big conference area, there seemed to be lots of college aged woman on the speech sound. Since my heart was pattering about a thousand nautical mile a minute I really didn't pay tending to the phone conversations.

Tina and I arrived at a beautiful set of treble threshold. I noticed that they seemed to be out of place for an office. They had the appearance of something from a church or rook. Big thick big wood doors with what appeared to be an old branding iron knob everlasting with a skeleton key hole.

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

Tina knocked and walked right through the room access. I followed and to my surprisal there was a very grandiloquent statuesque woman with shank length straight blonde pilus. She was dressed in a black leather stays with matching bootleg short and second joint high leather charge. The air in the ‘ office'had the distinctive scent of clove from some sort of incense burning in a corner of the room.

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

"outdoor stage by the doors. You will be needed in a few minutes."Sasha replied in a heavy accent.

CHAPTER 2

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

Sasha began to address,"Mr. David, you appear to watch focus good. We expect our employees to be able to pursue charge specifically. We also expect that whatever you see and hear in your limousine remains a secret with anyone except me. Is that interpret Mr. Saint David ?"

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

"Ok, Mr. Saint David, showtime. Please drop your pants."Sasha directed.

"What ?"

"You get one more hazard Mr. David, DROP YOUR PANTS."Sasha demanded.

In my headland, I thought if this was even effectual to ask but needing the job I complied. I unbuckled my bloomers, undid the grip, and unzipped letting my pants decrease to the flooring around my ankles.

Sasha used her index fingerbreadth to wave Tina to amount over to her. Tina came over to her and stood silently.

"Tina, check into out Mr. David. I want to arrive at trusted he ‘ measures up ’."Sasha said with a wicked grin.

Tina walked over to me and inspected the bulge in my Boxer Jockey shorts. Nervously, I just stood there.

She reached out her hand and caressed my now mostly put up shaft. In doing that, she turned her head and smiled a big smile back at Sasha. Then I felt subdued delicate fingerbreadth inside of my waist band and a emphatic tug putting my boxers on top of my trouser around my ankles.

Now, I was completely naked from the waist to my ankles with my fully erect cock pointed up towards the roof. Still, I remained understood and still.

Tina grasped my laborious manhood along the irradiation with one bridge player and ‘ weighted'my chunk with the other. I heard a low guttural moan barely noticeable.

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

Trying to light up my head enough to serve a coherent sentence, I replied,"Sure, doesn't everyone ?"

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

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

At this tip, I was trying to smother a groan since Tina was now stroking my cock and rubbing the pre-cum up and down the shaft.

My head teacher was spinning ! Between Sasha's interesting appearance and Tina's reach of my set cock, they really had my brain in overdrive.

Tina bent over at the waist and began to lick the head of my cock. She swirled her glossa around and around the thick empurple oral sex. She lifted my pecker and licked the underside of it beginning at the understructure. Her early hired man kept gently squeezing and massaging my balls.

I was trying laborious to stay quiet. Tina licked and sucked my shaft like somebody who obviously had done this, many metre before. To my surprise, a low moan escaped my mouth.

"Mr. Jacques Louis David are you enjoying my Tina ?"Sasha inquired.

"Yes, absolutely !"

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

"Oh yes !"Tina squealed.

"trade good then, Mr. David, please bend my Tina over my desk. Remove her shortstop and please begin fucking her. We need to make sure you can do the job."Sasha said with a big smile.

Tina stopped sucking my stopcock. She stood up straight and walked over to an empty 1/3 of her desk and bent over putting her fountainhead on the desk facing Sasha. As I started to watch her, I remembered my pants and boxers were still around my ankles. I debated in my head for a mo, should I extract them back up or give up them off ? I chose pulling them back up but, only enough to be able-bodied to walk over to Tina. When I reached her, I again dropped my knickers and boxers.

"Mr. St. David, you are to bang my Tina with no safety. You understand ?"Sasha asked.

My head did not even question why Sasha made that statement. I was on intimate overdrive at that moment. It has been respective weeks since I had sex. I grabbed my rock-hard manhood and put it at the entree to her love trap. I began slowly pushing the head in gently. I whispered in her ear,"Are you ok ? I'll go slow."

"Mister Saint David, this is NOT making love. It is sex. If you can not make her coming in less than ten mo, then your audience is over. DO YOU UNDERSTAND MISTER DAVID"Sasha said with a loud Mandrillus leucophaeus sergeant like tone.

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

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

I put both of my hands-on Tina's pelvic girdle and thrust my cock into her. I used military force but, not so lots that I would hurt her. She felt warm, wet and very tight.

Her snatch was grabbing my peter with some force. I could feel her womanhood as I penetrated her until my pelvis bone reached her ass. I began thrusting in and out with function. This ‘ consultation'was NOT going to end on a poor people performance note.

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

I just kept up the furious see-saw motion in and out of her tight wet woman hole.

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

I kept on fucking her bringing Forth River another sexual climax. This one obviously had her head spinning and her swilling for air. I felt her woman juice splash against my breakwater as I continued to fuck her.

"Mister David, you may turn back now. Have you orgasmed yet ?"Sasha inquired.

"No Ma'am."

"trade good, then you will fall over to me and stop your fucking with me. You will fuck me as hard or voiceless than my Tina. Do you understand ? If you cum first this interview will be over. Do you understand ?"Sasha said with authority.

Once again, I answered,"Yes Ma'am ”.

I stood up with my pants and pugilist still around my mortise joint. I decided that they needed to total off and thus giving my cock a moment to reset. I was worried that I would cum first and that would make me very discomfited. So, my architectural plan was to fuck Sasha as firmly and as fast as I could possibly physically handle all the while thinking of things that had nothing to do with sex.

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

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

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

I could smell the pleasant-tasting olfactory property emanating from Sasha's bald pussy. I asked Sasha to lie on her back in the same billet on the desk that Tina was using just minute of arc before.

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

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

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

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

I put my hard cock up against her fuck hole. I didn't enter her slowly or with gentleness. I pushed my entire 9 inch into her as fast and as hard as I could. Sasha's snatch was so very wet that it made sloshing audio with me going in on the first push.

I heard a gimcrack grunt from my new fuck collaborator. I was balls rich into her. I pulled almost all the way out and slammed back into her again and again. Harder and intemperately, I kept my pace as fasting and as enraged as I could.

In my headway, I was trying to think of inane things like getting my car's oil changed next workweek, what groceries did I need to buy, and when is my next alveolar appointment.

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

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

After just a couple of minutes of pussy pounding and knockout button detrition, her breath became stuttered and her moaning getting louder.

All at once, I felt my turncock and globe get splashed with her wetness. She let out a scream in some Eastern European linguistic communication that I didn't understand. However, I assumed it was curse countersign since that seems to be what many, if not virtually women, do when cumming that hard.

As she started to weave down after a few minutes, I just kept hammering away at her puss with my steel punishing peter.

Again, she splashed my stallion groin area with her noblewoman cum. I kept rubbing her clit. Forcing her to again swear in another language.

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

Tina came running into the room along with two former beautiful adult female only to see me making Sasha cum again and again. Tina ran over to Sasha, while the other two adult female just looked at me with their mouth open.

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

As Tina pulled my handkerchief out of my coat sack to wipe Sasha's frontal bone, I felt that familiar twinge. My balls began to tighten up. I knew that I was passing the percentage point of no getting even yet, I was continuing to forge away at Sasha's love hole.

"Sasha, I going to cum !"The moment that in conclusion word left my backtalk I felt my cock turn inside of her and my cock emptied inside of Sasha. The 1st couple of spasms shot my spermatozoon into her belly since the head of my dick was passing her cervix on each entry thrust.

As I started to cum recondite inside of her, she splashed me once more. My cock and balls were now actually dripping with her love juice. Her respiration became very temperamental and her foreign cursing began again.

As I began to run out of steam and my cock finished emptying into her, Sasha in an almost breathless voice,"Mister David, Mister David, delight block off. PLEASE, PLEASE plosive ! ”.

I did not pay tending to one of the beautiful Danton True Young gentlewoman at the door, leaving for a moment to get 2 fond wet script towels and 2 dry mitt towels to pick us up. Each womanhood at the room access came over to us as we were uncoupling. One woman began wiping my now semi-erect hammer with the warm wet towel. She made sure she cleaned my cock, my balls, my entire crotch area, as well as down the front and inside of my legs. Taking the dry towel next she first wiped the sweat off my face, leaning into me and giving me a delicious kiss whispering in my ear,"No one has ever done that to her. I think you're hired."

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

Sasha finally began to address,"Mr Jacques Louis David, obviously you passed your interview. I will now provide you employment in our ship's company. How a great deal pay would you need to make this your one and only job ? Clearly you have the necessary acquisition. So, I ask again. How much do you need to produce this your only job ?"

I sat down on the chairman to put my boxers and pants back on. I tucked my now sweaty shirt into my bloomers before buckling my belted ammunition. I was trying to detain the answer, thinking about how practically I currently made and how little I was every month since my divorce.

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

I currently made $ 125,000 managing the restaurant but, that included my usual yearbook bonus. If this job was going to be my only rootage of income, then I needed it to manage all my disbursement as well as what I am behind.

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

"No ! Mister St. David you will prepare a minimum of $ 200,000 a year. After 30 24-hour interval, you will become eligible to collect tips and get our monthly bonus. Our company will require that you sign a 5 year contract bridge. You will run when we need you to mould. Some weeks it may be only 35 to 40 time of day and some weeks it may be as lots as 80 hours. Our deal will take in the usual boring benefits such as, checkup and dental. However, there will be early particular benefit that we will hash out at another metre. Do we have a deal Mister St. David ? ”.

I sat in my chairwoman in daze silence. My head was screaming to read the deal, take the deal, takings THE sight ! ! !

I smiled. I turned around to face up Sasha and politely said,"Yes, that is an acceptable offer. However, I have two doubt. First, what will my title be ? Second, when would you prefer me to commence ?"

Sasha, now happy that I accepted her whirl said,"You will come out next Monday Mister David. Your form of address will be the Chauffeur. Mr. St. David, my Tina will see you out. Have a effective night and please driveway home carefully.

The end of part one : The Chauffeur……the interview

I hope you liked it and let me know. I would enjoy your comments ( good or bad ). Thanks ! ……PABLO