The Chauffeur ( # 28 ) heavy weapon and former stuff

By PABLO DIABLO

right of first publication 2019

CHAPTER 1

When I woke up on Tues morning, Jill was still all entangled in me. It took a couple of minutes to unravel and not wake her. As I stepped into the shower, it dawned on me that neither the security department guy rope nor the gate people had made it here. I made a mental greenback to phone both.

I knew that our safe guy was now handling the curl changes at the Hawk. Need to have Sharon ask him to intercept by at his gizmo and polish installing the safes that he left in one of the bedrooms.

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

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

There was a bash on our doorway. I unlocked it and found Jennifer and Paula standing there. Both were already dressed, smelled wonderful, and had big smiling on their faces as they were both excited in this cockcrow adventure. They both kissed me, but their abstract thought for knocking was to ask about if the teacher would be bringing enough weapons for all of us who are attending. I assured them he would have 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 foyer to our primary kitchen. To my surprise, I found both Sammy and Bobby cooking breakfast for everyone. John and Diane were already eating, of path, with trick, that was an tremendous amount of food for thought he was consuming.

"good Morning everyone,"I said smiling.

I got lots of groans, a span of skilful mornings back, and a couple of completely dumb because coffee had not taken effect yet.

I went around kissing all the ma'am, warning toilet that I was NOT going to osculate him, which drew a big laugh from everyone.

Amy told me that the security guys 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 more time to fix the name over the logic gate. The safe guy said he would take caution of the condom's soon, as he was working diligently on the lock of the Hawk.

I pointed out to Amy that we needed a place for her to receive the security measure to be set up, easily accessible to her, and being recorded on a cloud server. She said she already had a location set up just off the chief kitchen with a secondary localization in the big kitchen. I was glad she had a program in mind.

Since I had already gotten dressed in my garb drawers and a Cuban style shirt, I headed outside to the pool homes. I noticed the Inner Light on in the pool menage that was now a porn studio. I knocked. Allison answered. I heard moaning and groaning in the background. I saw both Gemini on their knees in front of guy rope that I recognized from the porn diligence. I didn't see Belinda though. When I asked about her, Allison took my hand and led me to a vertebral column sleeping accommodation, 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 early day and is looking forward to doing the same thing again.

I asked her how using the studio was going, she said that she has had a tremendous reply and now has a humble waiting list, that included a couple of guys that specialize in the BDSM lifestyle. I reminded her about that guy and his trick 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 section of anything without my personal permission, which I was not going to grant her.

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

I squeezed her ass as I left the porn studio. As I walked back across to the sign of the zodiac, I see John peering out the crank doors 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 visible light on,"He just shook his head and went on about his business.

This morning the house was buzzing. I wasn't indisputable what got everyone moving around so ahead of time, but with Bobby and Sammy cooking, the firm smelled luscious. I took a plate full of eggs, blimp, syrup, and toast. The guys also set out a glass of pineapple juice and Milk River for me. I sat at the kitchen table thinking about what Mom had said about needing a formal dining room table. She was right. I texted her that I had seen a pecan table somewhere and thought it to be a beautiful table, but that our table want to be able-bodied to seat at to the lowest degree 20 people.

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

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

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

Both twins took to kissing John. They pushed their bare consistency against him and began removing his clothes. The first thing he removed was his billfold. He now needed to dry it as soon as possible. Thankfully, he did not have his jail cell earphone in his pants pocket when he hit the water.

Corey dive under the water only to come forth with John's gasp and Boxer shorts. whoremonger looked over at the menage and just smiled. None of us cared if he has some pocket billiards sex with the twins, in fact, I think a span of the hombre, like Marcus, envied John. I leaned over to Marcus and told him to go juncture John, I 'm certain they would jazz to consume you as an plus. Marcus wasted no meter in getting up, shedding his apparel and went running out into the pool. I saw Carol swim over to Marcus and start out playing with him.

Amy told me that my box seat had arrived yesterday, while I was in the bedroom with Jill. She put them in the front sleeping accommodation behind the living room. I got up and headed there, with Amy following close behind. I opened the door to see about 50 FedEx boxful of respective sizes. I didn't even do it where to get. I told Amy that I wanted the Twin Falls and Marcus to manage the same sorting job here that they did at the Hawk.

As I went to turn around, Amy cornered me. She put her branch 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 life room. She shed her clothes 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 sass allowing each early's tongue to enter our mouths. I felt her begin to orgasm on me, her organic structure 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 snap rope after rope of my man ejaculate into Amy. I pulled her into me, hugging her and kissing her. I felt her again reach an orgasm. This time her hale body shook with an orgasmic rush. We declared our loved for each other as I shot another round of sperm cell into her. She wrapped her lithe ramification around me pulling me deeper into her as I shot again and again. Her centre glazed over, and I felt her trunk muscle spasm underneath me yet again.

As we were uncoupling, my little Dakota came bounding out from her 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 accident felt fantastic. 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. We continued rocking back and forth for quite a recollective meter. She began kissing me, licking my neck opening, and playing with my ear. All of that felt wonderful. I thrust into her, shooting rope after rope into her. She moaned in total espousal, declaring her love 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 twat. She was making a mess on the leather lounge. Her pussy was expelling all the cum that I had put in there. She pulled out two finger full of cum, licking them clean. She moaned as she cleaned her own finger. As my cock finally began to puncture, Amy took one lastly clout of my cock taking forethought to houseclean the cum from Dakota off my manhood. Dakota just smiled seeing Amy being submissive to me yet again.

CHAPTER 2

As the sentence 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 fill up the limo. He returned less than a one-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 head to the side arm range.

The former limo 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 group all chose a car. All three limo were full-of-the-moon of our playgroup. Off we went to the shooting iron range.

Marcus was left behind with instructions about the security fellowship along with instructions that the gate masses may show up as well as the locksmith putting the remaining safe into respective rooms around the planetary house. He accepted the responsibility.

As we drove to the mountain range, Jill told us about how intemperate it was for her to acquire to characterize on the range in the Marines, although she was using more than just a pistol, she had to restrict with a rifle as well.

Sharon told us about growing up in a mansion where her Dad went hunting when the season came around. However, it was all a ruse to birth a girlfriend on the face. Her Mom figured it out when he came home after a calendar week of being gone ‘ hunting'but he had the precise Sami clothes on that he left in. She rummaged through his baggage only to find a cute lacy bra, certainly not one of her female parent ’. They divorced after that hunting season. He married his ‘ girlfriend'about 6 calendar month later.

Mom told us that Bob disapproved of guns saying ‘ that is the job for soul else'so he never had hitman in their mansion house. She never ever even handled a gun, let alone shoot one. Fred offered his aid making everyone in the spinal column of the car smile.

Dakota had to be cajoled to talk about gun for hire. She said she grew up in a tough neighborhood, lots of gangs, bunch of unsavory people many if not most had a gun. She said in high shoal one of her friends was brutalized at point. She was so shaken up that she ended up committing suicide. She told us that she is very apprehensive about this training. Jill put her arm around Dakota and said something in her ear that I couldn't hear.

Then the onus was on me. I told them about the Sabbatum sunup 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 piece. We sat and listened to an teacher teach the kids about the difference between a six-shooter and a semi-automatic handgun. He showed the kids how to be able-bodied to see at a weapon and lie with if there is a safety or not, how to load and unload a shooting iron, as well as how to make 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 teenager that his practiced friend baton nearly shot the family dog. He had found his Dad's .45 under his pillow and ran around the interior of the sign when it went off. The dog ran and hid underneath a bed. He remembers how nightstick just dropped the gun on the floor and went running to his bedroom 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 road. I agreed with him as did everyone else in the limo.

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

We all followed him into a classroom case setting where the learning would begin. He had many More pistols than we needed, which was a relief to me.

As we all took a backside, I noticed that Dakota was seated right following to Jill. Fred, both CG boy already had piece and carry permits. The instructor had us fill out the carry Trachinotus falcatus form if we wished to be cleared to take hold and handle a firearm.

The first-class honours degree two hours of the training were…. well…. drilling. Necessary, but boring.

Before we were even allowed to treat a firearm, we had to pass a short quiz about handling a gun that the instructor had put together. It was a quick quiz, but it took everyone off safety device a bit. Surprisingly St. John and Dakota both finished ahead of everyone else. Jill and I were minute 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.

John chose a Julia Evelina Smith & Wesson .357 Dakota took hold of a smaller Smith 9mm that fit her hand.

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

Mom, well she was quite curious, she picked up a gun like she was picking up a dead rat. This made several of us chuckle, but it was Fred who saved the day with her helping to prefer a gun to her size but not with such world power to sweep over her. He gave her a rent weapon semi-automatic. It fit her handwriting and coming from Fred she kissed him on the cheek.

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

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

In my headway, I again see the maturity story of John Lackland growing. Not all that long ago, he would experience argued about what gun he wanted, but here he listened to reason and made the replacement. Maybe I need to include him in a really workplace session with me.

Now it was time to maneuver out to the stove, but before we did the instructor gave us each a couplet of condom glasses. He also did not turn over us ammo until we got to the ambit, he said he would then apply us five daily round each. Paula made us snigger again asking what a round was. The instructor explained that around was another word for bullet. Paula shrugged her shoulders and Jill patted her on the back.

The teacher divided the group down the middle of the class. One half of the class went with the elementary instructor, the other half went with the assistant. We all got up and followed our respective teacher with him putting each of us at freestanding stalls in which to pip from.

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

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

In my headspring, it thought this to be a rather easy task, boy was I wrong. I guess I should be well-chosen that we were all shooting in the Saami counseling at least. It was unclutter who had handgun training and who did n't. I was n't bad, all my cycle at least hit the target paper. However, short Paula and Jennifer had no unit of ammunition hit the butt theme. They were both fix to hold up almost immediately. The elementary instructor moved Jennifer and Paula closer to the CG son, that way each one of them could give them gentle suggestions about being more successful.

Sammy and Bobby also helped. They each made gruntle suggestions to Donna and Allison, although I don't think Allison was well-heeled holding the gun. She kept putting the gun down after each shot. Sammy told her to fire all five daily round then put the firearm down.

Next, to me, I heard five jibe all grouped together. I turned and saw Jill coaching Dakota. Jill, the CG bozo, Fred, and Sammy and Bobby all had put their rung inside the Shirley Temple Black, but the CG guys and Fred all hit nub mass. The instructor offered to change the mark newspaper from a target area to one of a ‘ bad guy ’, Dakota readily accepted the offer.

It was as if a light switch turned on with Dakota. She put her next five all in the nerve of the bad guy……all five ! She smiled at her consequence, Jill laughed even the instructor made mention that sometimes you just need something more than a paper butt to make matter click.

The secondary coil instructor went along the shooting line offer to change from quarry to the bad guy fair game, John wanted to try. He did ok, all five of his shots hit the guy, but there was no grouping. Bobby stepped over to John and suggested that he hold in the gun with one hand and the other hand act as a base underneath the gun stock to retain the repercussion to a minimum. When John tried the prompting, he got four out of the five together with the fifth one not part of the chemical group but directly between the heart. can was set up to be done after seeing that. We all laughed at our new ‘ gunslinger ’. What surprised me the most was the forethought Jill was showing Dakota on how to properly utilize her weapon.

Dakota would take her five snap, Jill would give her advice, and then Dakota would provoke five more. Clearly, Dakota was determined to control this and kept at it until her shooting became much better.

I asked the teacher if we could get all our military masses lined up future to each other and have ourselves a little shoot off. He shrugged his shoulders and asked the group if they would be bequeath, which they all agreed. In my principal, I thought that one of the CG boy would uprise to the top. However, it was a surprise to me that although the CG son were outstanding, Fred and Jill took top honors. Fred put all five of his again snapper quite a little on the regular target. Jill used the bad-guy butt and put all five squarely in the bureau. The CG boys all had center on plenty shooter, but each one had one unity barb 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 great help to her giving her advice and charge on bettering her technique.

The other lady all enjoyed the result, but they didn't believe that they would ever need this science. However, Sharon also kept at the shooting trying to master the skill as well. She was quite the spitfire, not uncoerced to give up. Mom, well she really didn't feel easy 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 get the hang this skill. John, well he was his usual John self, but he again showed signs of maturity when he was given advice on how to further his shooting acquirement set. All in all, we had a great sentence. The instructor took a chemical group photo of everyone together holding their gun in social movement of them. He told me that he would get them developed and mail the set to us.

Once the training grade was over, I felt it was fourth dimension for another slap-up luncheon at Fred's darling Italian restaurant. Mom was excited to get word we would be going back there. In her mind our careen 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 cars, I pulled Fred aside and spoke to him. He assured me that he would take guardianship of what I was asking.

Since the CG male child were Fred's nephews, I assumed that they knew of Fred's Italian eating place. Oddly, they had no clue when I asked them to call ahead and let them get laid we were coming over, all 14 of us. Thankfully, Dakota had the number already on her phone and made the call.

Everyone seemed all hyped up as if adrenaline was pumped into everyone. There was lots of yak heading to the eating place. Mom, Jill, and Sharon were all talking as if they were sisters talking about the cute boy in richly school.

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

"Sir, I'd be well-chosen to take young woman Dakota back to the mansion,"Fred offered.

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

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

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

Fred left with Dakota. Jill knew by my typeface that I was worried about her. The last two time we had pregnancy subject, there was Thomas More to it than just being nauseated. I decided to scream Dr. Ronda.

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

"well, my sexy ducky, I'm actually calling you to please gift Dakota a birdcall. She is skipping lunch with the crowd 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 sign of forethought. Will you check on her as a party favour to me ? '' I ask.

"Darling, for you I'd do just about anything. I'll vociferation her when we hang-up. But don't be surprised if I'm at your house collecting my MD fees,"She gives me a ready phone buss and hangs up.

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

Jill's telephone set buzzes.

"hullo, this is Jill Henry Graham Greene,"she says.

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

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

"What was that all about ?"I ask.

"A tumid shareholder of Winston S. Churchill Downs wants to buy all of our horse racetracks. He's put an investor group together and they would like to meet with us tomorrow morning at the hawk. They wanted to ca-ca sure they were not intruding on any funeral or crime syndicate clip with respectfulness to Bob Jaxson."She says to me.

"well, darling, you've told me that the caterpillar tread are bully cash cow, their operating costs and indebtedness insurance 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 estimable thought. What do you conceive ?"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 much for that to change."Jill tells me as I hold her can out for her.

"Didn't we get them in the Happy, Happee limo deal ? Weren't they bought under the limo license and we acquired them for adjacent to nada like the recording studio apartment ?"I ask.

"Yes, we did. Let me require a quick look but off the top of my forefront we may be able to get them to take the altogether package, including that one in upstate New York that hasn't made money in three or four years."Jill says. I just screw it when she gets into the business musical mode, she is so aphrodisiac then.

The possessor comes over to greet us. Before we even say anything, he has two bottles of Chianti and three handbasket of garlic shekels being delivered to the board. He also has several meth of water. Fred had mentioned that we would like water with the meal. The owner did inquire where Fred was. I told him he is running one of our company base, as she wasn't touch sensation well.

"mustiness have eaten Greek solid food, too a great deal lamb,"the owner says laughing. We all chuckled along with him.

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

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

"What's it for ?"She asks.

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

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

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

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

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

"Didn't she tell you ? She went to the place 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 recall her saying she was uncomfortable with guns,"I reply.

I get up and walk around the table and crouch down next to John.

"Hey, where's Diane ?"

"She's at workplace. She didn't want to do the gun affair, but she felt she should be at body of work if not with us. I told her she was being overly sensitive, but she's grievous about making surely you're felicitous with her,"John tells me.

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

john takes out his phone and dials it and hands it to me.

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

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

"OH hoot"she replies.

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

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

"Well, darling, we're missing you. No one is here to slap John upside his mind when he says something stupe,"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 house this morning plus, I have a small salad to ingest in a bit,"she says back.

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

"wellspring, I keep forgetting,"she says.

"OK but know that we'll public lecture about fixing that tonight. I want you to possess a bright beautiful child, even if John is the beginner,"I say looking at toilet and laughing. She laughs as well, even John chuckles.

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

I walk back down to my bottom. I stop at Sharon and leaning in an ask her,"Will you move down by me please ?"

I hold my hand out and assist her up from the tabular array. We walk down to my spot. One of the CG boys brings her hot seat. Jill scooches over and twist my hot seat over as well making room for Sharon.

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

Just as I sit down next to her, I see Fred walk in the eating house. He gives me a quick quarter round 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 good. This has been a disturbed day. The gun range, the classes about how to treat a gun, lunch here, this is an awesome body of work day,"She says with a big smile on her face.

"Good, we have an errand to run after luncheon before we head back to the Chateau. Oh, by the way, Jill and I need to reserve the big league room tomorrow. I don't get laid how long we'll need it but let me book it for the intact day. Also, we need to birth coffee, water, juice ready for tomorrow. We have an investment grouping meeting Jill and me tomorrow. Can you birth that ready for us ? '' I ask of her.

Sharon stops eating and telephone dial up the business office and has a prompt conversation with mortal and in just a couple of minutes she has everything set up. I smile and thank her. She goes back to eating. As Fred joins us, everyone welcome's him. He sits down side by side to Bobby and Sammy who are stuffing their faces almost as firm as lavatory, which I didn't think anyone could even come close.

We all sit and withdraw our time enjoying the food and the friendship of everyone at the table. Fred tells me that Dakota got a Call in the car from Dr. Ronda and that she will stop by tonight just to check on Dakota.

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

I just laugh.

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

I get up and give thanks everyone telling them I need to head to the authority for a bit asking Sharon to join me. She willingly agrees.

CHAPTER 3

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

"We're not,"

"But you said…."she says.

"Just trust me,"I tell her.

We don't travel too far, about three miles before we pull into our destination. A Mercedes franchise. Sharon's optic get big then tear up. I just smile. The driver pulls the car up to the face 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 motorcar what are they selling ?

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

She picks up the telephone and dials person up.

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

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

From behind me, I hear, `` how-do-you-do, I'm told you asked for me ?"a young vocalization says.

We turn around and see a lovely immature woman standing with a big grin on her face.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"how-do-you-do Ms. Sharon, your Dad says you only have to pick out the colouration and the options,"BJ says.

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

"Oh WOW, I wish more knob bought automobile for their people,"BJ says.

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

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

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

'' Yes, sir. I would be happy to avail you. Do you have a poser picked out and do you jazz what people of colour is available in the model ?"She asks.

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

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

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

'' Yes, gentlewoman. We have one of each. They are also available in bleak, silver gray, and white,"she explains.

"Saint David, I would really bonk 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 accompany me. I just have to kibosh at our security department desk designate them your license and get the cay,"she explains.

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

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

BJ stops at the security desk who takes our licenses and runs them through a machine 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 go-cart to a row of E class Mercedes. Sharon's center light up when she sees the red one. She grabs my bicep and squeeze play as she is excited like a shaver on Christmas morning.

BJ begins her ramble about owning a Mercedes. 50 coats of blusher, 15 pelage of clean lacquer, 5-star crash rating, hand-stitched leather seats, seating for five, rear thought tv camera, blah, blah, blah. My eyes roll listening to the groom address about the Mercedes.

"BJ can we get hold of the vehicle for a test private road ?"I ask.

She opens the door and Sharon gets in the driver's seat. I get in the hind stern and BJ gets in the passenger face. Once we are all in and secured with the arse 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 explicate things about this model. I just sit back and heed. The test drive takes Sir Thomas More than an minute as BJ wanted Sharon to have all the features of the car.

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

"I bounced around from one retail job to another while finishing college. I began dating this guy, an older guy, who told me I would attain great deal of money selling these auto. I've been working here 3 months now and have not sold even one car. I've gotten close twice, but they did not qualify for financing. I feel like I got hoodwinked, but I owe them for 12 hebdomad of a standoff with no sale,"she explains to Sharon and me.

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

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

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

"well sir, I only got my AA degree in patronage finance. I would really like to have an place job working regular hr but feeling like I was accomplishing things,"BJ tells me.

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

"Absolutely Boss !"She says back.

"BJ, I saw a car next to this one in a beautiful Amytal, is that the same as this red one ?"I ask.

"Oh no sir, that one is more expensive. This one that we're in is $ 61,000 that low-spirited 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 want 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 sing to your sales agreement handler,"I tell BJ.

We get out and mind inside. She stops at the certificate desk and hands the key fob back to the certificate sentry go. She walks us to this tiny office with a cheap desk that has two crappy severely plastic chairs. She tells us she will be right back with her sales manager.

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

"howdy sir, I'm Tony Hrolf, sales managing director. BJ tells me that you're looking to buy that nice red E300. She's a lulu, isn't she ?"He says to me, but what I hear in my fountainhead is blah, claptrap, fustian. My school principal likened the sound to the teacher's part in the old Charlie Brown cartoons.

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

"Well, you're in luck, we have a outstanding mint on especial funding for all new client,"he begins.

"Tony, Tony, stop rightfield there. I asked for your best out the door price,"I tell him.

"well sir, we haven't discussed…."

I cut him off mid-sentence."Mr. Rollo, do you require to make a sale, or do you desire to desolate my meter. I have little patience for meter cachexia. I work for a living. If you can't tell me what I asked you for either get your chief or I'm going to your rivalry,"I tell him sternly. I see BJ's eyes get adult. Apparently, she hasn't seen anyone put Mr. Rollo in his place.

"Sir, I'll be properly back with my boss. The possessor of the dealership,"He gets up sounding a bit defeated.

He returns a couple of second late with a slender man.

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

Klaus extends his hand and we shake.

"Mr. Klaus, we came in here to buy a Mercedes. No financing just to buy the mend car. Yet, your man here seems to want to pine away my metre. I work for a living and would care to get back to doing what I do. So, I'll ask you the Sami doubtfulness What is the respectable out the door cost on that red Mercedes that we just test drove chisel with this hardworking madam BJ ?"I say in a posterior vocalization, now getting a bit annoyed.

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

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

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

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

"OK, I'll take both and I want your confidence that BJ here gets the credit 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 work soon, I would own just left and gone to your rival. How long do you think this will rent ?"I say with an air of superiority.

"Sir, we will bear all the paperwork done and the cars set in lupus erythematosus than 90 transactions. Will that be sufficient ?"Klaus says to us. However, I see Sharon having a hard time sitting still in her hot seat, the uncomfortable chair.

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

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

We go in and sit down. BJ tries to apologize herself to go back out social movement to expect for another customer.

"Oh no BJ, you get to detain in here with us. You're our gross sales soul you get to reap the rewards of selling us not one but TWO automobile,"I say to her in figurehead of Mr. Rollo.

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

The three of us chat and laugh about lots of thing. Sharon goes on a sales rake to BJ about how skilful of a honcho I've been. She tells her about today's adventure, the gun range, the class on gun safety, the fabulous 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 twins Corey and Christmas 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 office and sits down across the desk from us. She turns her paperwork around so we can see the two cut-rate sale contracts as she goes over them line of descent by line. Once she is done, she asks for payment. I write out the check to the name of the dealership and in the sum of money of $ 138,000, signing my name at the prat. She looks at the tab and asks if I'm the new CEO of the troupe that she saw on MSNBC. When I tell her that I am, she asks if she could get a cell phone motion picture of us. I tell her only if our sales person BJ is in the photo.

The three of us stand together, the ladies flanking me as the back-office Lady picnic three pictures trying to make sure she gets a good one. I ask that a written matter goes to BJ as her first sale. She assures me that one will.

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

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

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

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

"Ah, Mr. Rolf, I want to give thanks you. You made it comfortable for BJ to depart your firm. I'm taking her with us. If you think she still owes your house money, feel relinquish to send me the bill. I'll have my forensic legal team go over what you say she owes you descent by line. Should we find even one penny out of place, I'll have no choice but to file complaints with the California punter business organisation bureau, the Golden State Department of business sector, AAA, and any other agency I can think of. Please tell Mr. Klaus we thank him. adieu Mr. Rollo, '' I say to him as I get up and depart with BJ and Sharon.

As we walk to the door, I helping hand BJ the keys to the wild blue yonder car.

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

BJ stops, turns around and runs over to a desk. She opens the bottom drawer and pulls out a purse. She walks back over to me, stopping at the security desk and handing over her Florida key and protection tag to the safety 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 speech of the Chateau on her telephone set and tell her to use the car 's GPS to get to my sign of the zodiac. She hesitantly agrees. I can say that she is very anxious. I just turned her life upside down, but hopefully for the in force.

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

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

"Did you just buy Sharon a Mercedes ? They called to swear that you had the authority to sign a check for that amount,"Jill says to me.

"wellspring, Sharon has a new car. I'm very happy that I fulfilled my promise to her when I hired her. Hey, I have an idea about tomorrow, let me verbalise to you when we get home, oh, and I have another new person to fall in our mathematical group. I hired our car salesperson,"I say to Jill.

"How blond 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 delay until you see the car that St. David bought for me,"Sharon says as she hands the telephone back to me. It dawns on me that we'll need BJ to set up the amobarbital sodium tooth in both cars when we get to the house.

As we turn down the overhaul road to the house, I see in my eyeshade mirror BJ's face. She is astounded at the homes. We pull into the courtyard of the Chateau. I see the gate guys have installed the logic gate, but it is still in the open position. I also see the security hombre van here. Although, I don't see the safety guy's vehicle.

Sharon parks her car in the absolute core of the courtyard. BJ parks the blue car following to Sharon's car. We get out of the cars and head to the door. BJ is shocked and amazed. When we open the door and go inside, I was worried for a bit that she might just take place out. Her head is swirling, and she is spinning around trying to see everything. Sharon takes her deal and tells her to follow her.

Jill and Dakota come bouncing over to me. Both of my gentlewoman give me a big amatory kiss. I take Jill by the hand and take her outside to the court. I ask her,"Jilly, what's your favorite colouring ?"

"Blue"

"OH, MY GAWD, St. David, IS THAT FOR ME ?"She says screaming with fervour. 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 out of the courtyard heading down the table service route at some ungodly focal ratio, screaming all the way.

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

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

"I'm making grilled Chicken to throw away into freshly made alfredo and egg bonce. Sammy is making some finger food appetizers and I think he's going to make a multiple layered vanilla and strawberry cake for sweet,"Bobby tells me. I look at the microwave clock and see that it is after 5pm. I feel beat and sit down at the tabular array.

I have a frail dyad of hands cover my eyes, but by the perfume, I can tell that the deal belong to Amy.

"Hi papa, you have a guest on their way over. She says you owe her for an recreational visor. pop, I thought Jill handled all the handbill ?"She asks.

"Yes, my dear, Jill does get hold of care of all the material bills. However, I'm guessing that our guest is Dr. Ronda. She's referring to wanting to play with me, she hasn't had the chance in a while. Oh, Amy, this is BJ. I hired her away from the car dealership. She's going to be Sharon's supporter at the mortarboard, so please make her feel welcome,"I say to Amy.

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

"David,"I correct her.

"Or pop,"Amy interjects.

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

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

"BJ, in the run drive you made reference that you dated an elder man for a bit who convinced you to become a car salesman ? By chance, was the older guy Mr. Rolf ?"I ask her.

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

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

"What do you mean ?"she asks.

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

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

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

"Who's this David ?"Mom asks.

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

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

"No Darling, I'm Saint David's boss's widow. My married man, David's boss just passed away and David and Jill brought me back from my family in the Hampton to hang out here. Which I'm loving, especially with these precious guy wire that are here like Bobby and his similitude Sammy, who is in the other kitchen, '' Mom tells BJ.

I see in BJ's middle that she has interrogation, I get up kiss Mom and even osculate BJ on the top of her head and head back towards my bedroom to assume a promptly shower.

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

"Amy, Darling, where is everyone ?"

"well, John and Jennifer went downtown to get Diane from the role. The two CG guys are out of doors at the consortium and the twins are in the pool 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 limousine society as she had an issue she had to correct. Donna went to the call center, 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 course of instruction, I'm here available to you if you want me, anytime you want me,"Amy says with a twinkle in her eye.

I put my arms around her and pull her to me. She stands on her tippy-toes to buss me. We stand there for various proceedings just kissing. I pull her tightly to me. She puts her munition around my neck. I feel her tiny torso crush itself against me. I hear her groan into my rima oris as we continue our kiss.

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

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

"BJ you're a beautiful char. Would I like to have physical intimacy with you ? ABSOLUTELY ! But, only if you 're volition. Everyone who is parting of my playgroup does this because they love sex and enjoy making soul else feel beneficial. Everything is consensual and none of it has anything to do with their job. turn, don't gambling, it's all up to you. We have lots of well-favoured guys and other than John and Diane and Jill and I everyone is single. John and Diane are engaged, but they play with everyone. Jill and I are married, but we also play with everyone. If you would care to play, just pick someone out and play, we're a very well-disposed crowd. If you are bisexual, virtually all our women 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 nervous. Sharon can't break talking about you and your power to please a cleaning lady. But I see this beautiful petite woman who just left this elbow room, what 's her name, Amy ? How do I compete with that ? '' She asks.

'' BJ, this is not a competition. As I said, we are just a friendly bunch. When Marcus gets here, I want to infix him to you. He 's just a bit sure-enough than you but he 's a real lover. All the adult female just love to diddle with him. I think that he would be a corking for the first time guy to play with."I tell her.

"Well, sir, if you think he's a right one to come out 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 doubtfulness was lurking in her head.

"Darling, you don't need to function up to me. I'm available to you virtually anytime. Although, I do have a earnest Quaker who wants to play 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 Sir Thomas More than I anticipated. Her sassing parts and her tongue snakes its way into my mouth. I feel my peter beginning to tent out my clothes trouser. She feels it as well, reaching down and squeezing my nearly erect shaft. I caress her back. I begin to unbutton her blouse. I let it drop to the floor. I reach around and unclasp her bra letting it also fall to the floor. She begins to unbutton my shirt letting it return to the floor as well. Her hands begin to explore my chest as she pulls my tee shirt over my brain. I scoop her up in my arms, honeymoon style and lay her on the play bed. I slide her slackness off her. I see that she has these cute beige lace scanty. I remove them. While I'm standing at the side of the bed, I unbuckle my own trouser letting them strike to the base. I slide my boxers down as well. I hear a small gasp as she sees my knockout rooster pointing to the ceiling.

I get into the bed, moving my aspect between her second joint and leaning in to lick her womanhood. She spreads her legs grasping my hair and pulling me into her. I begin to cream and suck her tasty sex. I feel her getting surfactant with each clout. I gently put two fingers inside of her scraping on her G-spot. This makes her moan loudly as she splashes my paw and wrist. She is moaning loudly now, pulling her knees up towards her brass giving me more memory access to her womanhood. I keep curling my fingers inside of her making her orgasm more and more until the big one hit like a mac truck.

"OH GAWD DAVID, THIS feeling SO WONDERFUL, YOU ARE SO AMAZING, SHARON IS RIGHT, YOU ARE AN AWESOME LOVER,"she says to me as a huge orgasm rolls through her body.

Another orgasm rolls through her body as I keep curling my fingers on her G-spot."OH DAVID, I'M CUMMING SO HARD….SO HARD….SO….HAA,"She doesn't finish the phrase as a third base orgasm rolled through proper on top of the endorse one. I let her gather her senses after the third climax. I pull her in snug and just osculate her. She wraps her legs around me and pulls me in tightly.

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

"BJ, you don't need to go household tonight. I have lot of elbow room here. We'll work something out. I just know you will love our radical. This is only the beginning of your sexual awakening,"I tell her.

She pulls herself into me and kisses me passionately. She lays her head on my pectus and just Begin to circle her fingers through my chest hairs. It doesn't take longsighted 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 bedchamber threshold open. When I get to the living room, Dakota and Jill are just coming back in with huge grin on their faces. Clearly, they loved Jill 's new car. I got kisses from Dakota and a bounteous buss from Jill. I whisper in Jill 's ear that we have a new phallus of the playgroup in our play bed. Jill smiles and says, `` Well, that did n't take very long, '' giggling at me.

We all head down to the kitchen to get some nutrient. I see John 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 completely time.

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

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