The Chauffeur ( # 28 ) torpedo and other Stuff

By PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

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

I knew that our condom guy was now handling the lock change at the Hawk. Need to throw Sharon ask him to barricade by at his contraption and cease installing the safes that he left in one of the bedrooms.

I was excited with today's agendum having the Police handgun range on it. I am very curious about who has firearm grooming and who does n't. We 're due at the mountain chain about 10am and I believe that Dakota has a lean of who wants to see and how many limos we need for everyone to travel.

Roger had set us up with someone that he knew and trusted in teaching firearm guard and utilization. I suspected that both CG son, Fred and maybe John have experience with a piece. I haven't heard anything from any of the peeress about previous piece breeding. I smelled food being cooked, Sir Francis Bacon and maybe some sausage balloon, eggs, and pledge.

There was a belt on our door. I unlocked it and found Jennifer and Paula standing there. Both were already dressed, smelled wonderful, and had big smiles on their faces as they were both excited in this dawning adventure. They both kissed me, but their reasoning for knocking was to ask about if the instructor would be bringing adequate weapon system for all of us who are attending. I assured them he would consume 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 exhibitor and get ready for our adventure.

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

"Good break of the day everyone,"I said smiling.

I got peck of groan, a twosome of good mornings back, and a couple of completely tacit because chocolate had not taken force yet.

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

Amy told me that the security measures bozo had already called and would be here shortly. The gate the great unwashed 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 gate. The secure guy said he would hold aid of the rubber's soon, as he was working diligently on the lock chamber of the Hawk.

I pointed out to Amy that we needed a place for her to have the certificate to be set up, easily accessible to her, and being recorded on a swarm host. She said she already had a location set up just off the primary feather kitchen with a lowly emplacement in the big kitchen. I was glad she had a program in mind.

Since I had already gotten dressed in my dress shorts and a Cuban mode shirt, I headed outside to the pool homes. I noticed the lights on in the consortium home that was now a porn studio. I knocked. Allison answered. I heard moaning and groaning in the background. I saw both twin on their knees in battlefront of hombre that I recognized from the porn industry. I didn't see Belinda though. When I asked about her, Allison took my helping hand and led me to a back bedroom, where she was the centerpiece of a 12-man circle jerk. She whispered in my ear, how mad she was wearing her shoe collar in the house the former day and is looking forward to doing the Lapplander thing again.

I asked her how using the studio was going, she said that she has had a terrible response and now has a small waiting list, that included a span 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 region of anything without my personal permission, which I was not going to establish her.

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

I squeezed her ass as I left the porn studio apartment. As I walked back across to the house, I see privy peering out the ice door at me with a big cheesy smiling 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 apartment as I saw their lights on,"He just shook his caput and went on about his business.

This dayspring the house was buzzing. I wasn't sure what got everyone moving around so early, but with Bobby and Sammy cookery, the house smelled delicious. I took a home plate full of bollock, blimp, syrup, and toast. The guys also set out a glass of Ananas comosus juice and milk for me. I sat at the kitchen table thinking about what Mom had said about needing a formal dining room table. She was ripe. I texted her that I had seen a pecan table somewhere and thought it to be a beautiful mesa, 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 smiling seeing the coffee pot all filled and waiting for her. She kissed Bobby and Sammy on the cheeks before filling her burnt umber cup.

Jilly also filled a coffee cup, but she also held a home base out looking for nutrient. Sammy gladly heaped food onto her home base. She picked up Mrs. Butterworth 's syrup and carried it over to the table. She used it and then I used it covering my blimp 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 mathematical group. I sent John out there to insure on them, which he did gladly. They reached up and under the guise of him helping them out of the pond, they pulled him into the pool fully clothed. Those of us who were watching laughed out loud. St. John was happy being in the puddle with two naked twins. I looked around but didn't see Diane anywhere.

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

Corey dive under the water only to emerge with trick's pants and Boxer shorts. bathroom looked over at the house and just smiled. None of us cared if he has some pool sex with the Twin, in fact, I think a twosome of the guys, like Marcus, envied John. I leaned over to Marcus and told him to go joint John, I 'm sure they would love to have you as an addition. Marcus wasted no time in getting up, shedding his clothes and went running out into the pocket billiards. I saw Christmas carol swim over to Marcus and begin playing with him.

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

As I went to turn 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 room. She shed her clothes quickly and began shedding mine. As we both got naked, she sat me down on the lounge and straddled my lap. She positioned herself over my manhood and lowered her sex onto me. I began slowly thrusting into her. She began moaning as we rocked together. She began kissing me, well, it was more like making out. We parted our lips allowing each other's tongue 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 wonderful twinge as I began to burgeon forth rope after rope of my man seed into Amy. I pulled her into me, hugging her and kissing her. I felt her again reach an orgasm. This clock time her completely body shook with an orgasmic spate. We declared our loved for each other as I shot another bout of spermatozoan into her. She wrapped her lithe ramification around me pulling me deeply into her as I shot again and again. Her eyes glazed over, and I felt her torso 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 strokes felt wonderful. It didn't take long for me to be hard again just for her. She pulled Amy off me and planted herself down on my lap. She impaled herself onto my manhood in one deft bm. We began to rock back and Forth River. We continued rocking back and Forth River for quite a long time. She began kissing me, licking my neck opening, and playing with my ear. All of that felt wonderful. I thrust into her, shooting circle after R-2 into her. She moaned in total acceptance, declaring her dearest for me yet again.

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

CHAPTER 2

As the time for us to leave quickly approached, I remembered that Fred had left one of the limo out into the courtyard. He got up, got dressed and headed outside to go fill up the limo. He returned less 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 lead to the pistol range.

The other limos arrived, and we all piled into any of the railcar. 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 good of our playgroup. Off we went to the pistol range.

Marcus was left behind with instructions about the security party along with instructions that the logic gate multitude may show up as well as the locksmith putting the remaining rubber into various way around the house. He accepted the responsibility.

As we drove to the range, Jill told us about how hard it was for her to learn to qualify on the range of a function in the devil dog, although she was using Thomas More than just a side arm, she had to condition with a rifle as well.

Sharon told us about growing up in a menage where her Dad went hunting when the season came around. However, it was all a 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 exact same clothes on that he left in. She rummaged through his luggage only to ascertain a cute lacy bra, certainly not one of her Mothers ’. They divorced after that hunting time of year. He married his ‘ girl'about 6 months later.

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

Dakota had to be cajoled to talk about guns. She said she grew up in a tough neighborhood, mountain of crew, lots of unsavory the great unwashed many if not almost had a gun. She said in high school 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 grooming. Jill put her arm around Dakota and said something in her ear that I couldn't hear.

Then the onus was on me. I told them about the Saturday dawn course of study 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 kidskin about the difference between a revolver and a semi-automatic handgun. He showed the minor how to be capable to see at a arm and have sex if there is a guard or not, how to load and set down a shooting iron, as well as how to clean house a weapon properly. I explained that at his age all his friends were enamored with guns. He told me various years later as he became a stripling that his best ally billystick nearly shot the kin dog. He had found his Dad's .45 under his pillow and ran around the interior 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 floor and went running to his bedroom knowing that he was getting a whacking 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 happy to see the size of the radical once we all emerged from their various limo. The instructor introduced himself and his assistant since Dakota had warned him about how large our grouping would be.

We all followed him into a classroom type setting where the eruditeness would start out. He had many to a greater extent side arm than we needed, which was a relief to me.

As we all took a tooshie, I noticed that Dakota was seated right adjacent to Jill. Fred, both CG boy already had firearm and carry license. The teacher had us fill out the carry license form if we wished to be cleared to retain and deal a firearm.

The first of all two hours of the training were…. well…. boring. Necessary, but boring.

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

Gospel According to John chose a Ian Douglas Smith & Wesson .357 Dakota took hold of a smaller Smith 9mm that fit her hand.

Jill took cargo area of a Glock 9mm. I picked up a turgid version of Dakota's Smith 9mm, this one had a longer stock that fit my bridge player better.

Mom, well she was quite funny, she picked up a gun like she was picking up a drained rat. This made respective of us chuckle, but it was Fred who saved the day with her helping to choose a gun to her size of it but not with such power to overwhelm her. He gave her a Charter Arms semi-automatic. It fit her hired hand and coming from Fred she kissed him on the cheek.

Sharon, Paula, Allison, Donna, and Jennifer all relied on person else to prefer their gun. Of row, John wanted to present off, but the CG son kept him in his tush.

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 bathroom explaining that although a .357 is a not bad gun, it's better suited for the pic and not in real life. He selected a Smith & Wesson 9mm which John took reluctantly and gave up the declamatory revolver.

In my principal, I again see the maturity floor of John growing. Not all that long ago, he would have argued about what gun he wanted, but here he listened to understanding and made the switch. Maybe I need to let in him in a veridical work sitting with me.

Now it was time to manoeuvre out to the mountain range, but before we did the instructor gave us each a span of safety drinking glass. He also did not give us ammo until we got to the range, he said he would then give us five stave each. Paula made us snicker again asking what a round was. The instructor explained that around was another word of honor for heater. Paula shrugged her shoulder and Jill patted her on the back.

The teacher divided the group down the middle of the class. One half of the form went with the primary instructor, the former half went with the assistant. We all got up and followed our various instructor with him putting each of us at separate stalls in which to burgeon forth from.

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

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

In my headway, it thought this to be a rather easy task, boy was I wrong. I guess I should be happy that we were all shot in the same guidance at to the lowest degree. It was clear who had handgun training and who did n't. I was n't bad, all my round of golf at least hit the target paper. However, poor Paula and Jennifer had no rounds hit the aim paper. They were both ready to give up almost immediately. The primary instructor moved Jennifer and Paula closer to the CG male child, that way each one of them could hold them easy suggestions about being More successful.

Sammy and Bobby also helped. They each made easy prompting to Donna and Allison, although I don't think Allison was well-to-do holding the gun. She kept putting the gun down after each shot. Sammy told her to raise all five rounds then put the piece down.

Next, to me, I heard five guesswork all grouped together. I turned and saw Jill coaching Dakota. Jill, the CG bozo, Fred, and Sammy and Bobby all had put their daily round inside the smutty, but the CG guys and Fred all hit center bulk. The instructor offered to change the aim report from a target to one of a ‘ bad guy ’, Dakota readily accepted the offer.

It was as if a igniter switch turned on with Dakota. She put her adjacent five all in the face of the bad guy……all five ! She smiled at her results, Jill laughed even the instructor made reference that sometimes you just want something more than a paper target to make things click.

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

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

I asked the instructor if we could get all our military multitude lined up next to each early and have ourselves a little shoot off. He shrugged his shoulder and asked the radical if they would be uncoerced, which they all agreed. In my drumhead, 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 award. Fred put all five of his again center passel on the regular target. Jill used the bad-guy target and put all five squarely in the chest. The CG boys all had nub mass shots, but each one had one single guessing that drifted and touched the personal credit line, whereas Fred did not.

Dakota just kept practicing repeatedly, focusing on her mastering this attainment. Jill was clearly a great avail to her giving her advice and direction on bettering her technique.

The other ma'am all enjoyed the result, but they didn't believe that they would ever involve this skill. However, Sharon also kept at the shooting trying to overcome the skill as well. She was quite the spitfire, not volition to chuck up the sponge. Mom, well she really didn't feeling comfortable using the gun, but she did anyway. She kept trying until all five of her shaft hit the target at least.

I was impressed that both Sharon and Dakota were determined to master this skill. John, well he was his usual John the Evangelist self, but he again showed signal of due date when he was given advice on how to further his shooting skill set. All in all, we had a cracking clip. The instructor took a group picture of everyone together holding their gun in strawman of them. He told me that he would sustain them developed and mail the set to us.

Once the preparation class was over, I felt it was time for another great lunch at Fred's favorite Italian restaurant. Mom was excited to hear we would be going back there. In her idea 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 railway car, I pulled Fred aside and spoke to him. He assured me that he would consider caution of what I was asking.

Since the CG boys were Fred's nephews, I assumed that they knew of Fred's Italian restaurant. Oddly, they had no clue when I asked them to bid ahead and let them love we were coming over, all 14 of us. Thankfully, Dakota had the numeral already on her phone and made the call.

Everyone seemed all hyped up as if Adrenalin was pumped into everyone. There was muckle of chatter heading to the eating house. Mom, Jill, and Sharon were all talking as if they were baby talking about the cute boy in eminent school day.

"Daddy, would it be OK with you if I went household instead of eating luncheon with everyone ? I'm feeling a bit nauseous and the sentiment of garlic shekels is making my tummy do flip fall through,"Dakota said to me.

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

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

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

I got out and everyone else got out of their limo. The CG boys were quite happy as they had never ridden in a limo before today. Yet, the buzz was still about the gun grade and the shot. 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 teacher, I wasn't sure enough if they did or not. I knew one of the CG boy was a sniper but shooting a 50 calibre from a moving helicopter is far different than shooting a side arm.

Fred left with Dakota. Jill knew by my human 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 up Dr. Ronda.

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

"Well, my sexy dearie, I'm actually calling you to delight consecrate Dakota a call. She is skipping luncheon with the ring and is headed back to the house. I'm sure that I'm just being a big old worry-wort, but I want to err on the sign of precaution. Will you check on her as a party favour to me ? '' I ask.

"Darling, for you I'd do just about anything. I'll phone 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 flying phone kiss and hang up.

Jill rub my backrest, she knows that I'm worried.

Jill's telephone buzzes.

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

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

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

"What was that all about ?"I ask.

"A big stockholder of Churchill Downs wants to buy all of our horse raceway. He's put an investor group together and they would like to fit with us tomorrow morning at the hawk. They wanted to name sure they were not intruding on any funeral or family time with respect to Bob Jaxson."She says to me.

"Well, darling, you've told me that the cut are great Cash kine, their operating costs and indebtedness insurance 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 good idea. What do you think ?"I say to Jill as we go inside the restaurant.

"If we can, I say deal them all. Right now, they are all in the total darkness, but it wouldn't take practically 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 deal ? Weren't they bought under the limo license and we acquired them for next to nothing like the recording studio ?"I ask.

"Yes, we did. Let me make a straightaway feel but off the top of my headland we may be able to get them to take the unhurt package, including that one in upstate New House of York that hasn't made money in three or four years."Jill says. I just be intimate it when she gets into the business mode, she is so sexy then.

The possessor comes over to recognise us. Before we even say anything, he has two nursing bottle of Chianti and three basket of garlic bread being delivered to the table. He also has several glasses of water. Fred had mentioned that we would like water with the meal. The proprietor did inquire where Fred was. I told him he is running one of our party dwelling, as she wasn't impression well.

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

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

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

"What's it for ?"She asks.

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

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

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

"Um, get along to recollect about it, no,"she replies.

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

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

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

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

"Hey, where's Diane ?"

"She's at employment. She didn't want to do the gun matter, but she felt she should be at work if not with us. I told her she was being overly medium, but she's serious about making sure you're well-chosen with her,"John tells me.

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

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

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

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

"OH SHIT"she replies.

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

"Daddy, I screwed up before. I want you to think commodity 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.

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

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

"No, I just had a twain of sandwiches that I made before I left the menage this break of the day plus, I have a lowly salad to bear in a bit,"she says back.

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

"Well, I keep forgetting,"she says.

"OK but know that we'll lecture about fixing that tonight. I want you to possess a brilliant beautiful child, even if John is the Father,"I say looking at privy 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 bum. I stop at Sharon and lean in an ask her,"volition you move down by me please ?"

I hold my paw out and help her up from the table. We walk down to my spot. One of the CG boys brings her chairperson. Jill scooches over and pulling my chairman over as well making room for Sharon.

I put her plate of nutrient down at the empty spot, wait for the chair to be set in place and carry Sharon's handwriting as she sits down.

Just as I sit down succeeding to her, I see Fred walk in the eating place. He gives me a straightaway ovolo up, so I know what I asked him to do is done.

"WOW, dejeuner with the foreman, '' Sharon says smiling.

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

"Oh, my goodness. This has been a crazy day. The gun range, the socio-economic class about how to handle a gun, lunch here, this is an awesome work day,"She says with a big smile on her face.

"goodness, 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 conference room tomorrow. I don't know how long we'll need it but let me book it for the total day. Also, we need to bear coffee, water, succus ready for tomorrow. We have an investment funds group confluence Jill and me tomorrow. Can you make that ready for us ? '' I ask of her.

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

We all sit and take our clip enjoying the food and the friendship of everyone at the mesa. Fred tells me that Dakota got a telephone call in the car from Dr. Ronda and that she will end by tonight just to check on Dakota.

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

I just laugh.

We spend about an time of day before I see virtually everyone done. Jill and I exchange token, I give her some cash to pay for the meal and she gives me a companionship check.

I get up and give thanks everyone telling them I need to head up to the office 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 unresolved for Sharon and get in with her. The driver already knows where we are headed. Sharon asks,"Why are we heading to the office staff ?"

"We're not,"

"But you said…."she says.

"Just trust me,"I tell her.

We don't traveling too far, about three miles before we pull into our name and address. A Mercedes dealership. Sharon's eye get big then tear up. I just smiling. The driver pulls the car up to the front door 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 railway car what are they selling ?

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

She picks up the phone and telephone dial someone up.

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

"No thank you, we're fine. How longsighted until the salesperson is here ? '' I ask.

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

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

"I'm Brandi Johansson. My friends ring me BJ. Do I know you from somewhere because you don't look conversant to me,"she asks.

"Ms. Johansson, you don't know us. I asked for the newfangled salesperson,"I answer as I try not to be obvious that I'm looking her dead body over. I guess I wasn't that subtle as I feel a scoke 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.

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

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

"Those automobiles sir are Mercedes Benz, the finest 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.

"looking BJ, we already know the type of MERCEDES. We just need to foot out colouring and options and checker to see if you have it in stock,"I tell her.

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

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

"howdy Ms. Sharon, your Dad says you only have to piece out the colouring and the options,"BJ says.

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

"Oh WOW, I wish Thomas More bosses bought cars for their citizenry,"BJ says.

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

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

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

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

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

"Which E course of instruction 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 useable in Shirley Temple Black, silver, and white,"she explains.

"David, I would really love a red one, if that's OK with you,"Sharon asks.

"dearie, 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 stop at our security measures desk depict them your license and get the keys,"she explains.

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

"Would you expect anything LE from your knob ?"I reply smiling the whole time.

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

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

BJ begins her wander about owning a Mercedes. 50 pelage of paint, 15 coating of clear lacquer, 5-star collapse rating, hand-stitched leather seats, seating for five, rear view camera, fustian, blah, blah. My eyes roll listening to the prepared speech about the Mercedes.

"BJ can we take the vehicle for a exam driveway ?"I ask.

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

Sharon listens intently to BJ explain things about this model. I just sit back and listen. The tryout drive takes more than an time of day as BJ wanted Sharon to experience all the characteristic 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 make lots of money selling these cars. I've been working here 3 months now and have not sold even one car. I've gotten closelipped twice, but they did not measure up for funding. I feel like I got hoodwinked, but I owe them for 12 workweek 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 first, 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, severalise me what did you go to college for and what would you like to do ?"I ask.

"Well sir, I only got my AA degree in business finance. I would really care to have an office 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 assistant ? '' I say smiling to her.

"Absolutely Boss !"She says back.

"BJ, I saw a car adjacent to this one in a beautiful blue sky, 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 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.

"wellspring, 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 talk to your sales agreement manager,"I tell BJ.

We get out and question inside. She stops at the security department desk and hands the key fob back to the security safeguard. She walks us to this tiny power with a cheap desk that has two crappy hard plastic chairs. She tells us she will be right 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 put-upon car salesman. She introduces him as Tony Rollo.

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

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

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

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

"Well sir, we haven't discussed…."

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

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

He returns a couple of arcminute 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 darn car. Yet, your man here seems to want to waste my time. I work for a animation and would like to get back to doing what I do. So, I'll ask you the same interrogative What is the good out the room access price on that red Mercedes that we just prove drove with this hardworking lady BJ ?"I say in a backside articulation, now getting a bit annoyed.

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

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

"OK, I'll contain both and I want your sureness that BJ here gets the credit entry for the sale. I'm only here because she worked so hard on this sale. If I didn't need to get back to influence soon, I would let just left and gone to your contender. How longsighted do you reckon this will rent ?"I say with an air of superiority.

"Sir, we will have all the paperwork done and the cars gear up in less than 90 second. Will that be sufficient ?"Klaus says to us. However, I see Sharon having a toilsome prison term sitting still in her chair, the uncomfortable chair.

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

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

We go in and sit down. BJ tries to excuse herself to go back out movement to look for another customer.

"Oh no BJ, you get to delay in here with us. You're our sales event person you get to harvest the advantage of selling us not one but TWO motorcar,"I say to her in front of Mr. Rollo.

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

The three of us chat and laugh about lots of thing. Sharon goes on a sale pitch to BJ about how goodness of a political boss I've been. She tells her about today's escapade, the gun kitchen range, the class on gun safety, the mythical lunch, and now getting her a new car. I think to myself that BJ is truly a sweetheart. She is certainly more beautiful than the twins 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 gentlewoman comes into the office and sits down across the desk from us. She turns her paperwork around so we can see the two sales contract bridge as she goes over them tune by line. Once she is done, she asks for requital. I write out the check to the name of the dealership and in the amount of $ 138,000, signing my figure at the rump. She looks at the deterrent and asks if I'm the new CEO of the ship's company that she saw on MSNBC. When I tell her that I am, she asks if she could get a mobile phone phone flick of us. I tell her only if our sales person BJ is in the photo.

The three of us stand together, the peeress flanking me as the back-office lady press stud three icon trying to take a leak sure she gets a unspoiled one. I ask that a copy goes to BJ as her world-class sales agreement. She assures me that one will.

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

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

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

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

"Ah, Mr. Hrolf, I want to thank you. You made it leisurely for BJ to drop by the wayside your business firm. I'm taking her with us. If you think she still owes your house money, feel justify to send me the greenback. I'll have my forensic sound team go over what you say she owes you bank line by telephone circuit. Should we find even one penny out of station, I'll have no choice but to register complaints with the Calif. Better business concern Bureau, the California section of stage business, AAA, and any early agency I can call up of. Please tell apart Mr. Klaus we thank him. arrivederci Mr. Rolf, '' I say to him as I get up and go away with BJ and Sharon.

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

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

BJ stops, turns around and runs over to a desk. She opens the seat drawer and pulls out a purse. She walks back over to me, stopping at the security desk and handing over her keys and security tag to the sentry duty and says goodbye to him.

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

She hands me her telephone. I put my cubicle numeral and the address of the Chateau on her earphone and enjoin her to use the car 's GPS to get to my house. She hesitantly agrees. I can enjoin that she is very nervous. I just turned her life history upside down, but hopefully for the near.

As I get into the red Mercedes with Sharon, my phone bombilation. 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 potency to signal a check 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 theme about tomorrow, let me verbalise to you when we get home, oh, and I have another new person to join our group. I hired our car sales representative,"I say to Jill.

"How blonde is she ?"Jill asks laughing.

"Sharon, William 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 Jacques Louis David bought for me,"Sharon says as she hands the telephone set back to me. It dawns on me that we'll need BJ to set up the blue tooth in both gondola when we get to the house.

As we turn down the military service road to the planetary house, I see in my visor mirror BJ's face. She is astounded at the nursing home. We pull into the court of the Chateau. I see the gate guys have installed the logic gate, but it is still in the heart-to-heart position. I also see the security department bozo van here. Although, I don't see the safe guy's vehicle.

Sharon parks her car in the absolute center of the courtyard. BJ parks the low car side by side to Sharon's car. We get out of the cars and head to the threshold. BJ is shocked and amazed. When we open the door and go inside, I was worried for a instant that she might just go across out. Her school principal is swirling, and she is spinning around trying to see everything. Sharon takes her script and tells her to follow her.

Jill and Dakota come bouncing over to me. Both of my ladies give me a big amatory kiss. I take Jill by the handwriting and take her outside to the courtyard. I ask her,"Jilly, what's your dearie gloss ?"

"blue angel"

"OH, MY GAWD, DAVID, IS THAT FOR ME ?"She says screaming with excitation. Dakota follows her over to the car. I toss her the key fob and tell her to pick out 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 avail route at some ungodly hurrying, screaming all the way.

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

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

"I'm making Grilled Gallus gallus to toss into freshly made alfredo and egg dome. Sammy is making some finger food for thought appetiser and I think he's going to form a multiple layered vanilla and strawberry cake for dessert,"Bobby tells me. I look at the microwave oven clock and see that it is after 5pm. I feel all in and sit down at the table.

I have a soft pair of hired hand cover my eyes, but by the perfume, I can order that the hands belong to Amy.

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

"Yes, my dear, Jill does take caution of all the existent bills. However, I'm dead reckoning that our guest is Dr. Ronda. She's referring to wanting to play with me, she hasn't had the chance in a piece. Oh, Amy, this is BJ. I hired her away from the car dealership. She's going to be Sharon's assistant at the Hawk, so please make her feel welcome,"I say to Amy.

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

"David,"I correct her.

"Or pa,"Amy interjects.

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

"No, Hugh Heffner changed the world. He made nude delineation of women into a worldwide mag. I 'm just trying to fix my society, Jaxson Inc."I say to her.

"BJ, in the trial drive you made mention that you dated an older man for a bit who convinced you to get a car salesman ? By chance, was the older guy Mr. Hrolf ?"I ask her.

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

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

"What do you stand for ?"she asks.

"When you thought you were supposed to go back out and wait for another customer, he just dismissed you. No identification for selling two cars, no thank you for doing a dear job. He was content to just let you go away. He really got ticked off when I told him that you were to continue since it was you that made the sales agreement,"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 only two dame that work for that dealership, all the other salesperson are men,"she tells me.

Melanie comes around the turning point. 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 franchise to be Sharon's supporter,"I tell Mom.

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

"No darling, I'm David's boss's widow. My husband, David's gaffer just passed away and St. David and Jill brought me back from my house in the Hamptons to hang out here. Which I'm loving, especially with these cute guys that are here like Bobby and his opposite number Sammy, who is in the other kitchen, '' Mom tells BJ.

I see in BJ's eyes that she has dubiousness, I get up candy kiss Mom and even kiss BJ on the top of her question and head back towards my bedroom to take a quick cascade.

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

"Amy, ducky, where is everyone ?"

"wellspring, John Lackland and Jennifer went downtown to get Diane from the office. The two CG bozo are exterior at the pool and the Twin Falls are in the syndicate 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 company as she had an issue she had to rectify. Donna went to the margin call inwardness, 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 limousine back. I don't know where Marcus is, and print Newberg said he would be back after 530pm. And of course, I'm here uncommitted to you if you want me, anytime you want me,"Amy says with a scintillation in her eye.

I put my arms around her and pull up her to me. She stands on her tippy-toes to buss me. We stand there for respective minutes just kissing. I pull her tightly to me. She puts her branch around my cervix. I feel her petite body military press itself against me. I hear her groan into my lip as we continue our kiss.

I hear a slight knock on the sleeping accommodation threshold. I look over to see Sharon and BJ. Sharon brings BJ into the bedroom. She takes Amy's deal and base on balls out with Amy leaving BJ alone with me in my sleeping room. BJ turns around and around looking at the sheer size of it of the bedroom.

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

"BJ you're a beautiful charwoman. Would I like to accept forcible amour with you ? ABSOLUTELY ! But, only if you 're willing. Everyone who is function of my playgroup does this because they love sex and revel making someone else feel honorable. Everything is consensual and none of it has anything to do with their job. manoeuvre, don't shimmer, it's all up to you. We have destiny of good-looking guy and early than John Lackland and Diane and Jill and I everyone is exclusive. John the Divine 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 foot someone out and toy, we're a very friendly caboodle. If you are bisexual, virtually all our womanhood here are bisexual. If you know what a swinger is, that probably defines us the skillful,"I say to her.

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

'' BJ, this is not a competitor. As I said, we are just a friendly bunch. When Marcus gets here, I want to put in him to you. He 's just a bit older than you but he 's a existent lover. All the women just love to play with him. I think that he would be a neat firstly guy to play with."I tell her.

"well, sir, if you think he's a good one to bulge out with, I'll be will to try. At some dot, can I go my way up to you ?"She asks. Somehow, I just knew that this interrogative was lurking in her head.

"favourite, you don't need to figure out up to me. I'm available to you virtually anytime. Although, I do have a pricey friend who wants to play with me tonight 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 oral fissure role and her tongue snakes its way into my mouthpiece. I feel my cock beginning to tent out my dress bloomers. She feels it as well, reaching down and squeezing my nearly erect cock. I caress her back. I begin to unbutton her blouse. I let it drop to the base. I reach around and unclasp her bra letting it also fall to the storey. She begins to unbutton my shirt letting it return to the floor as well. Her hands begin to explore my pectus as she pulls my tee shirt over my head word. I scoop her up in my arms, honeymoon style and lay her on the play bed. I slide her slacks off her. I see that she has these cute beige lace panties. I remove them. While I'm standing at the side of the bed, I unbuckle my own knickers letting them fall to the level. I slide my pugilist down as well. I hear a minor gasp as she sees my severely peter pointing to the ceiling.

I get into the bed, moving my nerve between her second joint and leaning in to lap her womanhood. She spreads her legs grasping my hair and pulling me into her. I begin to lap up and nurse her tasty sex. I feel her getting wetter with each clout. I gently put two fingers inside of her scraping on her G-spot. This makes her groan loudly as she splashes my hand and wrist joint. She is moaning loudly now, pulling her knees up towards her face giving me more access to her womanhood. I keep curling my finger's breadth inside of her making her orgasm to a greater extent 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 hand, YOU ARE AN AWESOME fan,"she says to me as a immense orgasm rolls through her body.

Another coming rolls through her dead body as I keep curling my finger on her G-spot."OH DAVID, I'M CUMMING SO HARD….SO HARD….SO….HAA,"She doesn't finish the phrase as a third coming rolled through right wing on top of the second one. I let her collect her sess after the third orgasm. I pull her in faithful and just kiss her. She wraps her branch around me and attract me in tightly.

"St. 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 home base tonight. I have quite a little of room here. We'll piece of 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 foreland on my breast and just Menachem Begin to encircle her digit through my breast hairs. It doesn't take long before I hear her lightly snoring as she has fallen asleep in my arms.

I hear Bobby and Sammy announce that dinner party is prepare. I gently get up from underneath BJ and head out, putting on my basketball game shorts and a tee shirt. I leave my bedroom door opened. When I get to the living room, Dakota and Jill are just coming back in with vast smiles on their faces. Clearly, they loved Jill 's new car. I got kisses from Dakota and a bigger kiss from Jill. I whisper in Jill 's ear that we have a new member of the playgroup in our manoeuvre bed. Jill smiling and says, `` Well, that did n't strike very long, '' giggling at me.

We all head down to the kitchen to get some food. 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 unharmed time.

I made myself a big plate of food. I thought about just how Nice 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 tracks. We all eat our dinner party enjoying each other's company.

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