The Chauffeur ( # 36 ) The FBI

BY PABLO DIABLO

right of first publication 2019

CHAPTER 1

As we all woke the next morning time, the agent in charge assured us that there were no issues throughout the night. He let me know that the FBI was reducing the bit of factor by half starting today. While that made Jill a bit neural, I felt OK with it.

We began to spread the security shutters and allow the morning day to enter the theater. I asked John to go back to finding a fellowship to supervene upon all the windows in the planetary house with bullet-resistant, hurricane trial impression windows. He told me that he had a ship's company already in mind. I gave him the ‘ go ahead'to get the project back on track.

Throughout the night, my mind kept thinking about how we reacted to protecting the family, all the family including the puddle house group. Jill and I headed down to the kitchen after I removed my phone from the courser. Jill kissed me, grabbed a cup of coffee tree and headed to the office to log onto her estimator. I drank a glass of pineapple succus and just sat at the kitchen board. Sammy asked what I wanted for breakfast as they were preparing to realise omelets. I asked for just a staple tall mallow omelet, which they said would be ready in about 5 minutes.

My Darling Amy and Dakota both came padding out to the kitchen. Each one kissed me and they both put a smooch on the impudence of Bobby and Sammy.

Out of the blue angel, Mom and Fred came into the kitchen as well. Mom kissed me and Fred shook my hand.

"wild night eh ?"Fred asked.

"Yep, that's an understatement,"I replied.

With his tablet in his script, Gospel According to John came into the kitchen asking if he could get an omelet fully loaded except for hot peppers. Bobby smiled and said it would be finely, he would sustain it to eat in about 15 minutes.

I smelled fried tater and onions.

"Bobby, do I smell fry onions and potato ?"I ask.

"Yes, would you like some of them as well ?"Bobby asked smiling.

"No, I think that I would wish to just sit here and smack them. I mean, why eat them, they are probably delicious,"I say smiling.

After a few minutes pretty much the rest of the household started coming into the kitchen. All the women kissed me and thanked me for ensuring their rubber last night.

"Oh no ladies, you need to thank John, Marcus, Bobby, Sammy, Fred, Fred's nephews and all of the FBI agents that took care of us,"I said to all the ladies.

I heard several of the ladies saying thank you to the hombre. Mom kept thanking Fred, who in good turn pointed at me telling Mom,"Oh, I participated in last nighttime, but you need to thank St. David. He led the whole house. He coordinated with the FBI, he made sure we all had assigned duties, and he wanted all the family to be safe. He is the real hoagie,"Fred tells Mom.

Mom gets up and comes over to me and kisses me and thank me for keeping both her and Fred safety. All I could do was smile.

Bobby and Sammy began handing out omelet. I had to admit, lavatory's breakfast looked as if the omelet weighted 50 lbs. yet he began eating it as soon as he had a crotch. It only took him about 3 or 4 bit to finish the whole thing asking for a second gear one.

"privy, sheik, if you keep eating like that, you'll be gravid than any of the pregnant Lady, slow down down a bit and at least bask your intellectual nourishment,"I say to him smiling. He just smiles back and asks to consume some of the electrocute spud and onions with this omelet. We all chuckle feeling the tension from last night now over.

Jennifer leaned over and whispered in my ear,"I think you owe Sharon and I some play time and I would think that the other ladies BJ and Danni will feel the Lapp way,"she said to me giggling in my ear.

"Well, I think that I'm good for it, so put it on my tab. You know I'll pay up,"I say smiling at her.

As everyone is getting their omelette order into Bobby and Sammy, I can finger the tensity gone. Everyone is smiling, giggling, laughing, telling jokes, poking at each early. In a Christian Bible, we are back to normal.

I see people eating and ask everyone to go back to their normal routine. Those who are supposed to be at their Book of Job, to go there today as if we didn't have a security issue. I ask Dakota to go speak to the agent outside our front threshold to see if we may palpate the other agent's breakfast. She gets up and top dog to the battlefront door.

The CG son are putting the security system shutters up on the vertebral column side of meat of the house and the porn twins and Belinda are sitting and eating, but they have indicated that they will be heading back over to their pool house. Allison tells me that Justin Case already left, but he was glad to see that I acted to control everyone's safety. She tells me that he felt safety here as well.

I remind everyone that this coming Saturday we will be having a tumid BBQ and will suffer fate of extremity of the FBI and their families ( children included ) coming to this party that we are throwing. I ask that every lady we have please at some point today or tonight to put on their bathing cause and let me depend. John, of row, offers his services as my wingman. We all just giggle at his ‘ volunteering ’.

The porn twins and Belinda state me to sit tight as they will go convert right now. I remember seeing the porn Gemini in a bikini at one point, but I just want to make certain that it is family friendly.

Allison tells me that she doesn't have a bathing suit at all. She usually just swam naked as we have the syndicate that are not available to anyone outside of our gates to see in. I tell her that we will put together a swimsuit shopping trip this weekend. She smiles and comes over to me and kisses me. She whispers in my ear,"How did I get so prosperous to find somebody that takes such good maintenance of me ?"I just smile and pat her on the rump.

Dakota, Diane, and Jill all say that they need to buy new swimsuit as well, so now that makes at to the lowest degree four ladies needing new suits.

Jokingly I ask if we should make a run to direct or Walmart for the new suits. I feel three playful slaps on the back of my heading. This causes Bobby and Sammy to laugh out loud.

"Jacques Louis David, I don't think you chose the right hand store,"Sammy says laughing.

As people finish up their omelet, they head off to get ready for work. Dakota tells Bobby and Sammy that the broker are in the process of geological fault change and the ones that have been on all night are heading home. The ones coming on already ate before they came here.

I decide to dial up Special agent Fernandez.

"Special federal agent Fernandez, goodness morning,"I say to him.

"Saint David, you do realise that you don't have to call me Special federal agent Fernandez every time ? Don't you ? Just call me Jose, I do answer to that,"He tells me.

"OK, Jose, a duad of doubt. First, how many agents will be here ? I've got my group heading back to work and resuming their formula routines unless you have an protest,"I tell him.

"No, no dissent. Getting back to your formula aliveness only pisses off the criminals that they didn't affect your life. We're only going to suffer a totality of 4 agent at your mansion. My gaffer, the one I told you about, has made some labor cut as he is getting pressure level from his bosses, which is normal in the FBI. His bosses are saying that since you have tremendous wealth, you certainly can afford to pay for your own protective cover,"Fernandez tells me.

"Jose, the party boss are absolutely right. Let's send even the four agents back to the berth and I'll take care of our protection. I'm sure there are more of import cases that these agents could be working on instead of babysitting my chemical group. Please thank the bosses for allowing your agentive role to protect me and my family unit,"I tell Jose.

"You said you have a minute question,"Fernandez says to me.

"Um, oh yeah, is there an estimated headcount coming to Saturday's shindig ?"I ask.

"Um, well, I'm kind of embarrassed to say, but almost 100. 61 agents plus family,"he says sheepishly.

"That's not enough hoi polloi. 61 agents plus one takes us to 122, plus kids, we should be tightlipped to 160-175. How are we so low ?"I ask.

"Well, that's what I was told,"Fernandez tells me.

"Give me somebody to speak to about this then,"I tell him.

"Well, master Monahan. He's kind of the one scheduling the all thing, making surely no one who is needed will be going to the party when they should be working,"Fernandez tells me.

"Do you have a lineal telephone dial numeral for me to reach out to him today ?"I ask.

"Yeah, I'll text it to you this morning after we hang up."He tells me.

"Ok, Jose. I look forward to seeing you and your lovely married woman this Sabbatum. Oh, by the way, what is your married woman's name ?"

"Mariana,"He tells me.

"wellspring, I'm looking forward to meeting Mariana on Sat,"I tell him as we end the phone call.

In just a mates of proceedings, I get a text from Fernandez with Captain Monahan's direct telephone dial number and a billet to not admit where I got the bit from. I text back,"Got what routine ?"

Jill urges me to get cook for work. I take my phone and head to the bedroom. I plug my phone back into the charger and strip down heading into the shower. Since no one tried to link me in the shower, it only took about 5 minutes. I decide to skip shaving as the five o'clock shadow looks pretty safe on me, at to the lowest degree I think so.

CHAPTER 2

I decide that we don't need to take a limousine. We certainly have sufficiency cars to get to exploit. I ask Sharon to ease up me a ride to the Hawk. She giggles and assure me that she'll ‘ ride me anywhere ’. I laugh as well.

In just a short time, people are coming out of their bedroom all ready for work. Mom has nowhere to go today so she and Fred stay in her bedroom. Paula is all do and heads to the Happy, Happee Limo to do her job.

Jennifer and Diane are all dressed and head to the Hawk. John and I join Sharon in her car and oral sex to the Hawk as well.

Allison, the smut Gemini, and Belinda all head to the studio to begin their day.

Dakota takes her car and drives BJ and Danni to the Hawk following Sharon's car.

Marcus and Donna headway to the yell center.

At the Chateau, that left Amy, Sammy, Bobby, the CG boys, Mom and Fred, and Jill, who decided that she would work from the part in the house.

Amy texts me saying that Mom and Fred are planning on going shopping as Mom doesn't have a bathing suit for Sat. She wants to know if she should rescript a car from the Joseph Black Car limo company for them. I tell her to do so as Fred is armed and will take good maintenance of Mom, plus I was for sure that Mom, being her age wasn't looking for a bikini. After all, she's a madam of gild and wearing a bikini at her age would not be something that she would do. I guessed that she wanted her own shopping stumble for her suit but may join the ease of the ladies to offer support and fashion commentary.

On the way to work, I look up where Jaxson, Inc. stock closed yesterday and where it seemed to be going today. It closed down $ 2.85 and today it was only up $ 0.35. I turned on Sharon's duct to hear to kick Box and our ‘ Friend'Jim Cramer. He was discussing the Hilton Hotel radical. Their broth was at $ 75.75 and was seeing positive ontogenesis for the year.

My speech sound buzzed. It was Dr. Ronda.

"Hello, darling, what's up ?"I ask.

"WHAT THE hellhole ARE YOU DOING St. David ?"I get from a very emotional Dr. Ronda.

"Um, I'm not sure what you mean. Please explain,"I tell her.

"You're on the damn news program again. What the infernal region David. Your people killed a carful of Mexican kids ?"she says in a very worried tone.

"Where did you see this ?"I asked.

"local news, channel 23,"she tells me.

Sharon chime in while driving,"Doc, they've got it all wrong. David had all of us safely inside the home. Everyone who has a carry permit had their gun strapped to their hip. However, it was the FBI who shot and killed the carload of Mexicans. And Doc, they weren't kids either they were all 19-21 years old. They were trying to hurt either David or the family,"Sharon said with emotion.

"Really ? Is that straight David ?"Dr. Ronda asked.

"Yes, my dear, it's true, every word she said is true,"I tell Dr. Ronda.

"Saint David, you need both a PR house and a crush secretarial assistant, and you need them right now,"she says to me.

"Do you know anyone to hint ?"I ask.

"wellspring, I ah…."Her voice trails off without answering my question.

"C'mon, I know you have someone in mind. slop it my darling,"I direct her.

"OK, her epithet is Anita. She was an investigative reporter and weekend anchor on the topical anaesthetic news. When she got pregnant with her first gear tyke and had dozens of medical examination ramification, and thus the station didn't renew her contract bridge. She lost the baby and her husband divorced her. There were no rumors on infidelity, and I don't know that she's dating anyone, but I'm not telling you to add her to your playgroup Saint David,"Dr. Ronda said.

"Text me her contact data then please,"I say to Ronda.

"Do you have any idea what she was making before the station didn't renew her contract bridge ?"I ask.

"Um, probably in the neck of the woods of $ 150,000 to $ 200,000,"she says.

"And how lots is she making now ?"I ask.

"cipher. She's really struggling. The lawyers took most of her savings in the divorce. The ex workings but wants Sir Thomas More alimony as he really didn't work during their marriage. Now, with virtually no savings left and no income she's heading down a bass dark mess. I took her grocery shopping just this preceding calendar week to make believe sure she had food in the business firm,"Ronda tells me.

"Darling, when I hang up, send me her telephone number and her computer address,"I tell her.

We end the call. It isn't but three or four bit before my speech sound buzzes with the information that Ronda was supposed to send me. I see the savoir-faire and ask Sharon to drive me over to Anita's house.

"Oh, won't you just be who she wants to see unexpectedly this early in the morning,"Sharon teases me.

I put Anita's address in the car's GPS, and it directs Sharon to this lady's address. It only takes about 10 minutes before we are in front line of her house.

I get out of the car and walk up to the strawman door. Her supergrass is unmowed, not completely out of control, but it's been a couple of weeks since it has been mowed.

I ring the bell. I wait for a couple of bit before I ring it again. Finally, I hear someone stirring and stomping towards the door.

The door opens a crack. I see a atomic number 79 range of mountains that extends from the build to the door with a woman's aspect hiding half behind the door.

"how-do-you-do Ma'am. I'm David Greene. I'm a friend of Dr. Ronda's. May I speak to you for a couple of instant ?"I say to her.

"Who are you ?"she asks.

"David Greene. My friend Dr. Ronda gave me your computer address and since I wasn't far away, I thought I might stop by and natter with you for a couple of minutes or make an appointment to see you at another time. If you are distressed about me, call Ronda. She knows who I am,"I say to her trying to be as lenify and unthreatening as possible.

"handgrip on,"she tells me.

She pushes the door closed. I hear the string being taken off the door and it opens so that I can see her fully. She's clearly not been up. Her hair is a jam. She's wearing a housecoat and slipper. She has not one bead of makeup on her face. A wedding ring still sits on her third finger on her allow hand.

"Anita, if you would like to fulfill me somewhere else or at another sentence, I'm glad to do so,"I say to her.

"No, just come in if you going to,"she says.

I step inside and she shuts the door behind me.

She points to a couch for me to sit on. I look around. The theater isn't dirty, but it's not overly clean. Clearly, she's struggling. There are no reading of any animals like dogs or cats.

I take a seat on the couch. She sits in a straightaway back chair.

"OK, I got your name. It's David Greene, but who are you ?"she says to me.

"I'm the CEO of Jaxson, Inc,"I say to her answering her question.

"Uh huh. I'm supposed to trust that the CEO of a multi-national corp just shows up on my door at what….8:44 am in the dawning. Yeah, I get that all the clip,"she says to me in a very sarcastic manner.

I pull my earpiece out of my pocket and dial-up Dr. Ronda.

"Hey Ronda, I'm sitting here in nominal head of Anita, at her house. She doesn't believe I am who I say I am,"I tell her.

I put the phone on speaker so we both can hear Ronda.

"St. David, I didn't give you her contact entropy so you can bushwhack her. Geeze, she's going through decent. Couldn't you have just called her ?"Dr. Ronda says to me, not knowing that she's on speakerphone.

"Um, Ronda, its Anita. You're on speaker earpiece,"she tells the doctor.

"Ronda, could you assert to her that I am exactly who I say I am,"I ask the Doc.

"OK, but you owe me and you know that I will expect to collect,"she says making me smile.

"Anita, he is David Greene, CEO of Jaxson Inc. He's looking for a closet secretary and I thought of you immediately. I think that you would be the perfect candidate for him and his company,"She tells Anita.

"Why do you think I would be good for that. You saw me last week, I'm a wreck,"she says.

"No, you're just going through a small patch of stormy conditions. I'm offering you a lowly bit of assistance. David's a skillful guy and I know that you'll enjoy working for him. And, if you let him into your sign in what I'm sure is you in your housecoat and carpet slipper, you clearly trust him just a trivial bit,"she says about me to Anita.

"fountainhead, he is precious,"Anita says with a small smile crossing her lips.

"Anita, I know that I ambushed you. Why don't I send a car for you at about 11:30 this morning. It will bring you to my federal agency at the war hawk downtown. We'll go have dejeuner and you can tell me about yourself. I'll recount you about me and my wife and the company. We'll have a wonderful meal and then maybe, just maybe we can come to some arrangement for you to total work for me. Do you like Italian ? I know of a fantastic Italian restaurant,"I say to her.

Finally, a smile crosses her lips, not just the jot of a grin, but an factual ear to ear smile. I put my handwriting out to shake her hand and I stand up thanking both Anita and Dr. Ronda and head out.

I walk down the paseo to the car where Sharon and John sat patiently.

"fountainhead, you weren't in there long enough to bring with her. Is she coming over to the mansion tonight ?"Sharon asks me being all cheeky.

"No smarty bloomers. I have not asked her to come to the house to play tonight,"I say smiling. I see Saint John in the back arse smiling a big smile. He suspects what I'm up to.

"We're going to throw lunch at the Italian eating house that Fred taught us all about,"I tell them both as Sharon drives towards the office.

When we get there, Sharon parks on the minute floor. We walk through the crossover from the parking garage to the berth building. I say hello to the protection guard and the three of us get into the elevator and head up to the top floor.

Sharon gives me a smack on the impudence before the elevator doors open. When the door do subject, both John and I wait for Sharon to exit the elevator.

"chief, what would you like me to do today. Originally, I was going to give that troupe fall over and give us an approximation on the windowpane replacements, but you directed me to come to work,"he tells me. I had not thought about him needing to be at the Chateau for the window guys.

"John, why don't you Uber back to the firm. I completely forgot that you were supposed to do that today. I know that I told you to resume this undertaking only this aurora, but my directive was meant for everyone else,"I tell him. He shakes my hand and gets back on the elevator. I summon Dakota over to me and ask her to get Uber to pick up John out front and receive them take aim him back to the Chateau.

I also ask Dakota to have a limo pickaxe me up here and submit me to Anita's house to get her for luncheon and then onto Fred's Italian restaurant. Dakota makes the necessary phone shout for me.

CHAPTER 3

The rest of the sunup was routine and boring. Jennifer came over to me and we had a flying meeting. She has found three more 40+ story position towers that are for sale. The three are all located in the Dixieland. One in battle of Atlanta, one in Dallas, and the tertiary in capital of Arizona. All three are being sold because the realty company that owns them has financial want and is unforced to function with them for a total of $ 88,000,000 which is LE per unit than the maiden five. I tell her to do the deal, but same thing apply : they pay for all the transfers, we get every piece of composition regarding all zonings, all maintenance, transcript of all contracts, information about parking and parking structures, information about security, cleaning bunch, tenancy rates, and the salary of all employees along with their employee files.

She tells me that she thinks that if they will agree to it, we could probably close the sight in a hebdomad to ten solar day. I smile thinking about how often this company will be making once we rid ourselves of all the ridiculous district offices that just cost us money.

Talking about the three new buildings makes me retrieve of the district office that I went into and promoted Donna Burger and met with the President of the United States of the Pinetree, Roy Miller. I dial up Ms. Burger.

"Hello Ms. Burger, it's me, David Greene. I thought that I'd just check in on you to see how thing are going ?"I tell her.

"Well, um, I guess OK sir. I've been given a unscathed lot more eatery to oversee as we have had three territorial dominion managing director just quit with no notice. The guy you left in charge, Mr. Kendall has been redistributing all the restaurant to everyone since the HR citizenry say that there is a hiring freeze on per your postulation,"She tells me.

"A hiring freeze ?"I ask.

"That's what they say,"she tells me.

"wellspring, I know nothing of any hiring freezing. I'll feel into this. However, evidence me is there a mates of multitude you would recommend that are cook to be promoted right now ?"I ask.

"Um, I don't know if I am qualified to induce that decision,"she says.

"I'm not asking you to make any determination. I'm only asking for your judgement on who you might cerebrate is cook to be promoted,"I tell her.

"Well, then Don Scott and Beth Rayburn. Both turn in neat numbers consistently. Both are wonderful flight simulator and develop people consistently. Both are fairly Cy Young, maybe in their ahead of time 30's and both have a can-do position,"she tells me.

I thank her for her forthright opinion and end the call. I dial up the HR mass for the restaurant mathematical group that handles the Dallas district.

"hi, I'm looking for the people that handle the HR for our Dallas eating place group,"I tell the peeress that answers the speech sound, wrong, but answers.

"Um, let me front, reserve on a moment. Before I had the chance to say it was OK to put me on hold, I was listening to music and rotten music at that.

It takes a piece before a gruff sounding ma'am picks up the speech sound."Who are you holding for ?"I'm asked.

"The HR person for our eating house group in Dallas,"I tell her.

"We don't give out that type of info,"she tells me.

"wellspring, I'm David Greene, the CEO of Jaxson, Inc. Who are you ?"I ask.

Suddenly the telephone set goes dead and I'm hearing to a dial tone.

"What the shag ?"I say. That remark snaps a pair of read/write head around.

"Dakota, I need you right now !"I say at an elevated voice.

Dakota comes into the business office asking what I need.

"ducky, I need the name and take aim dial number of the HR people in our Dallas federal agency for the restaurant group. I want to know every single mortal that works in the HR there as soon as you can put that information together,"I tell her as I get up from my desk and decide to walk around the office.

I look over at Mark Newberg's desk and see that it is still empty, and it clearly hasn't been ever used, which annoys me even further. I go around the corner and see both Kim and Kay's desks.

"Where's fall guy ?"I ask them.

Neither one has an result."Please obtain your uncle and have him picture up here today or have him call me directly on my cell phone before the end of today,"I tell them very sternly. I know that I'm a middling easygoing knob, but when I give direction, I do expect it to be followed unless there are prearranged conditions that are agreed to.

Dakota comes up behind me and says,"I have your data. I left it on your desk,"she tells me.

I look out the windowpane at the wonderful sight before I head back to my office.

Picking up the paperwork, I scan the public figure. There are only 12 names. 9 peeress name and 3 men.

I decided to bug out at the top and direct dial the ladies one at a time.

The first one gets me a voice mail, but it is not the vox of the lady I spoke to that hung up on me.

Neither the second base nor the one-third voice mail were the correct interpreter either.

On the fourth and fifth calls, I got the actual HR employee and neither of them was the correct voice.

Not until the sixth call did, I get the proper person."hi Suzanne royal stag, it's David Henry Graham Greene again,"I say to her smiling now that I know her name.

"Oh sir, I'm sorry we got disconnected, but I didn't live how to call you back,"she says to me in a very nervous tone.

"Well, OK. I can understand that. Out of curiosity, who made the decisiveness to put a hiring freeze in seat in Dallas ?"I ask her.

"Well, you did,"she tells me.

"Um, No. I have not put any hiring freeze on. In fact, I think we need more people, not less. Do you consume an email or some variety of swan way for me to trail down who might possess put this bad approximation out there,"I ask

She tells me that the memorandum was sent out by a D. McKenzie.

"Don McKenzie ? When was the memorandum dated ?"I say to her.

"Um, let's see. Two hebdomad ago,"she tells me.

I dial up Rob, our IT guy in NY on my authority telephone set as I put Ms. Royal on hold.

"Hey, Rob. In the restaurant group, we had someone quit out of our district position in Dallas various workweek ago and yet they still have access to our organisation. How can this be ?"I ask him.

"wellspring, it sounds like HR never notified us that he had been terminated,"he tells me.

"Rob, please look up a Don McKenzie and enjoin me what you see about him,"

I hear keyboard Key being clicked away.

"Well, he is still receiving a paycheck. He hasn't been terminated. It looks as if a memoranda came through but was overridden by an HR individual, a Suzanne Royal."He tells me.

"Rob, immediately dismiss both Don McKenzie and bespeak our legal team to ship a request to him for repayment of overpaid wages. Also, I'm terminating Suzanne Royal this very minute of arc. Also, I want to begin an all-inclusive matchup of all employees in all of our brands. Now I know that this is a massive labor, how many more people do you need to conduct this ?"

"Well boss, maybe a dozen ?"he says hesitantly.

"Do we need to rent them or reposition them off of former task ?"

"I think we can shift most of those we need, but maybe hire like four or five. They don't have to be here in NY, they can be anywhere,"he tells me.

I let him know that I'm going to set him up with adequate hoi polloi to piddle this a less daunting task. I thank him and hang up and go back to Ms. Royal.

"Hey Suzanne, sorry about that,"I say to her.

"No job. Did you find the memorandum that I talked about ?"she asks me.

"Yes, I did. Hey, tell me. What is Don McKenzie doing these days ?"

"Um, what makes you think that I know anything that he may be doing these years,"she says.

"fountainhead, because you kept him on our payroll and kept him with access to our system even though he lay off. Do you and he have some sort of affair going on ?"I say to her.

Silence.

"Well, Ms. royal stag effective immediately, you are being terminated. please gather your personal holding and leave the premises. We have already called the Police and they will be issuing a trespass so you may not pass to any of our prop ever again,"I say to her even though we haven't called the Police.

The phone goes silent. I dial up Rob once again.

"Rob, its David Greene again. Can you please telephone dial into the security system camera for the HR function of the restaurant grouping in Dallas ? I need to hit sure that Ms. royal is taking her personal property and leaving the attribute,"I tell him.

I hear the keyboard clicking once again. It only takes a couple of transactions before I see on my blind Ms. Royal talking to somebody. Her hands are moving clearly indicating that she is mad. She picks up her purse and heads out the door tossing her keys on a chair by the front door. I see her through the windows get in her car and speed off.

"Rob, please set up the room access to that bureau to possess their ignition lock changed either today or tomorrow. I want to make for certain no one has access to this agency,"I tell him. He says he will let mortal take care of it in a couple of minute. I thank him for his arduous work.

I put in a call to Jill asking her to direct 500 ploughshare of Jaxson, Inc. descent to Rob our IT guy in NYC. She agrees and says it will be done and that he should get the envelope by Mon at the latest.

Dakota comes into the situation and recite me that the limo is waiting for me at the front line door. I put my headphone in my sack and turn off my estimator and head down the elevator.

As I get downstairs, the security measure guard stops me for a second.

"Mr. Greene, I'm sorry to bother you, but I was wondering if your Director of security measure is still looking for masses for his security team. I ask because my nephew is leaving the Air Force after being an MP for the preceding 6 years,"He says to me.

I write down Roger LBJ's phone number and say him to call Roger today. He thanks me and I head out to the limo. The number one wood is waiting with the threshold open.

He already knows the address before I even give it to him. Once again, Dakota has taken care of everything that I need.

We dive through traffic. I notice that this driver knows his way around and bypasses some difficult intersections.

When we get to Anita's firm, I get out and go back to the front doorway. I ring the Melville Bell again and this prison term a delightful fair sex wearing a Conservative top and skirt with bourgeois blue low heel brake shoe. Her hair is completely different from what I saw this morning. She has makeup on and looks marvelous.

I put my arm out. She takes postponement of it and picks up her pocketbook as we leave her house. She locks the door behind her, and we walk arm in arm down to the limo. The driver is standing there with the door open waiting for us. Anita gets in low then me.

We head to Fred's favorite Italian restaurant. Again, the driver opens the room access for us, and we head into the eatery. The possessor sees me and comes over asking where Fred was. I explained that he was on a personal risky venture with my hirer'wife. The owner laughed out brassy, one of those big belly laughs.

I held the professorship out for Anita. She sat down acting unquiet as if we were on a first date and not just having lunch.

"Um, Mr. Graham Greene, I have to excuse for the way I looked this morning. I don't even know why you came back to get me for tiffin. I must possess looked like a hurricane hit me,"she says.

"wellspring, first it's David, not Mr. Greene, that is my deceased Father. irregular, who sits in their house that early in the morning expecting the CEO of a large corporation will be knocking on their door. I'm just happy that you answered and let me in,"I tell her.

"OK, ‘ David'why did you seek me out ?"Anita asks.

The waitress arrives with a basket of Allium sativum bread and two spectacles of water. She is looking to take our lunch order.

"If you don't intellect, I'll just parliamentary procedure for the both of us,"I say to Anita.

"That's delicately with me,"she replies.

"Ma'am, we'll have our common two plates of spaghetti and marrow sauce with several meatballs and a methamphetamine hydrochloride of Chianti for the lady,"I order.

Anita smiling and cracks her foremost joke,"Are you trying to get me drunk ordering vino this ahead of time in the day ? I thought this was luncheon, not a date,"she says grin and giggling a bit.

I smile and chuckle a bit as well. It was squeamish to finally see her grinning. She has a beautiful grin, although I suspect that she hasn't had a good deal ground to smile lately.

"Anita, this isn't a date, although I'm sure that Ronda would dispute that. No, this is just a conversation with maybe a job crack at the end of it,"I tell her.

"Job go ?"

"Yeah, Ronda thinks you might be able to do the job that I'm in motive of,"I tell her.

"What job is that ?"

"I'm in need of a press writing table,"I tell her being straightforward.

"Well, I'm sure there are destiny of more qualified people out there than me,"she says.

"Yeah, maybe, but none that come with Ronda's favorable reception. She's got a lot of faith in you. She tells me that you've had a twine of bad luck and you feel like a dark cloud has settled over your living. Well, I'm hoping that I can be a ray of sunshine for you,"I say.

Anita sits quietly eating a slice of Allium sativum dinero. The waitress brings her the glass of wine and sets it down in front of her.

"Ronda tells me that you used to be a top investigative reporter and the weekend mainstay for the local anesthetic news channel. She also told me that you got pregnant and unfortunately during all the complication, you lost the babe. The station didn't reincarnate your contract and that led to you and your husband getting divorced. She also told me that your divorce had nothing with either of you having any sorting of extracurricular intimacy, it was just an end to a tumultuous marriage,"I say trying to be as life-threatening to her as I can be.

"Damn St. David, did she also tell you my first epithet as well ? She sure didn't leave much out of the storyline,"Anita says.

"No, she didn't tell me your maiden public figure. Come to reckon of it, she didn't separate me your cobbler's last name at all,"I say to her.

"My last gens is still my marital name, Foster. However, at some point, I would like to alter it back to my first name of Black. But that costs money, so that will feature to wait,"she tells me.

"Anita, when you worked for the station, what was your contract salary ?"I ask.

"Well sir, I'm not sure you can get anywhere near that sum of money. But I made $ 165,000 a yr. However, when they didn't renew my contract that just felt like they were casting me aside for a younger woman who didn't want to ingest baby,"Anita says to me.

"WOW, 165K ?"I say.

She looks beaten as if I'm going to not offer her something close to that money.

"well, how about this then and I'm making this offer good only until the end of the meal. How about I offer you a 5-year contract bridge at a monotonic $ 200,000 per year. You'll get a new car since I didn't see a car in your driveway and there was no service department at your house only a carport. Oh, and you will of course of study travel with my team when we go anywhere. You will have the usual boring stuff, medical/dental/vision indemnity, a incorporated credit circuit board to send thing on as I don't want you paying for any company stuff out of your personal money and I want you to smile more, much more,"I say to her smiling.

Her eyes brighten up. I think that if John was here, he would be smiling from ear to ear seeing me pull the ole switch-a-roo.

Anita practically knocks her wine meth over leaping into my munition and kissing me on the cheek and thanking me.

"Anita, Anita, Anita…. hold on. I know you're happy. I need an answer,"I say smiling as she keeps kissing my cheek.

"YES, YES, YES,"she shouts.

the great unwashed now think that I have proposed to her. The owner of the eatery came to the mesa make to babble out about love and marriage ceremony. I had to block him telling him that I just offered her a job, not a man and wife proposal of marriage. He laughed out loud once again.

"So, she's going to be your study wife,"he says laughing.

"Um, sure. We'll claim it that,"I say smiling.

Anita finally settles down as the collection plate of spaghetti get in. They look and smell Delicious. I wait for Anita to meet herself and commence to eat before I take even one forkful of food.

She is gobbling the food down and taking big draught of her Chianti in between bites.

I just stick around silent waiting for the usual questions that would normally survey, but either she was too excited or too hungry as she stayed soundless and just ate her food for thought. I signaled the waitress to bring her a second shabu of wine, which she did.

The rest of the meal went well. I had to ask Anita to send me her lawyer's contact info so I may institutionalize the contract over to be reviewed. She asked for my phone and entered it directly. I texted Jill to visit this person and let the law firm know that we have offered Anita Foster a job as our new insistency escritoire. She replied her usual"K"which made me smile.

After the lunch ended, we walked back to the limousine with her clutching my elbow the solid way.

"I hope you realize that you may be jumping into the deep end of the puddle,"I tell her.

She just replies,"Uh huh,"as the driver takes her home.

"May I come to see the office ?"she asks.

"Of course of action. Mr. number one wood, instead of taking Miss Anita home, could you lease both of us to the office instead ?"I ask.

The chauffeur changes steering and heads towards downtown.

CHAPTER 4

When the driver arrives at the Hawk, the car is pulled up at the nominal head door and we get out. The surety guard says hi to the both of us as we head to the elevators.

I can feel Anita is both nervous and excited at the same time.

We ride up to the top in silence, but she is clutching my arm tightly. I look at her, she is both smiling and has a bit of a apprehensive look on her face.

When the elevator bell dings and the doorway open, I let her ill-treat out first.

Gospel According to John is standing right here. I swear that he can smell when I'm nearby. He extends his mitt and introduces himself and offers to take Anita around the office and play everyone. She agrees, now clutching his elbow.

Sharon comes over to me with a grinning and says,"New phallus of the playgroup, or does she hold an real job ?"giggling a bit.

"She's our new press secretary smarty drawers,"I say giggling.

"And thus, you put her with John the Evangelist who I'm sure he's thinking ‘ how do I inscribe this gentlewoman to the playgroup'?"Sharon says to me still giggling.

"fountainhead, are you getting covetous ? It sort of sounds like you are. No, I'm just joking. Actually, she comes to us through Dr. Ronda,"I say to her.

"Another beautiful woman who wants to dally with you. Darling, your playgroup seems to be growing almost daily,"Sharon says to me.

"Well, when you are looking for right people, you always have to be out there recruiting,"I say to her with a big smile on my human face. She just giggles some more, kisses me and steer back to her desk.

I see John the Evangelist laughing and Anita giggling as they tour the floor with bathroom stopping and introducing her to each person.

I want to double substantiation that we have ordered our IT guy, Rob the share of Jaxson, Inc. stock. I text Jill who replies,"see prior text my Darling,"I read the answer and just smile.

I text Dr. Ronda that I took Anita out to dejeuner and offered her a job as my military press writing table and she accepted.

Ronda answer,"speculation I'll have to put that debt on your tab then, ha ha ha,"I just grinning. I know in my affection that I love her and thank her for the many times she has taken concern of all the family.

I get a text from Roger President Lyndon Johnson thanking me for sending yet another quality candidate for his surety group. The nephew is getting out of the Air force-out and currently lives in Booker T. Washington DC, which makes it easy to put him at the new building ‘ The Eagle ’.

I walk around the position floor and tap 18 people on the shoulder and ask them to link up me in a conference room.

When everyone is in the conference elbow room, I address all of them,"Well, I have asked each one of you to link a major project that I have assigned to our IT guy Rob. I want him to lead a chemical group that will verify that everyone in every brand is properly active and the photo we have on Indian file matches up with the person we are employing. In summation, we are to speak to each individual to ensure that they are actively working for us,"I tell the group.

"Sir, how are we to match up the impression we have on file with the person we have on the headphone ?"I'm asked.

"Great question ! When you reach the someone, you will wrick on their camera on their laptop and swan what you see mates the photo we have on filing cabinet. Because I trust each of you, approach will be given to this entire team to our personnel records. Furthermore, if you have some doubtfulness ask some personal questions such as their date of nativity, who is their current honcho, in what department did they set forth with the company, things like that,"I tell them.

"Sir, why are we doing this ?"A dissimilar someone asks.

"Another near interrogative,"I say.

"We discovered that an employee that had quit our company respective weeks ago was still being paid their wage. It turns out that the employee that quit started dating one of our HR people who kept that person on the playscript and being paid. Personally, I don't care who you appointment, just as long as it doesn't affect our company,"I tell all of them.

I hear some rumblings, but no one comes right on out and says anything.

"Rob will assign everyone a team to be on. nigh of you will be initiatory line investigators, but some of you will be assigned to followup multitude. We have to a greater extent than 65,000 people employed at Jaxson, Inc. We need to ensure that those being paid are the ones that are actually the 1 employed by us,"I continue.

"Let me call Rob and let him know that he's got the cavalry here ready to make for,"I tell the grouping. I dial up Rob on the sound in the conference room.

"Rob, I have a wonderful group here with me eager to link up your team and help do the verifications,"I tell him on speakerphone.

"boss, I think I have found a hornet's nestle. Do you remember several month ago when we closed that restaurant in Western stops ? fountainhead, apparently, we never terminated any of the hourly employees, nor any of the coach, nor the territorial dominion manager. All in all, it appears that we have been paying all of these people money every payday for the past times 4 month. How we've been doing that baffles me."Rob tells me in front of the group.

"Boss, do you have got me on speakerphone ? I ask because I can find out my own voice coming back to me,"Rob says.

"Yes Rob, I'm sorry about that. I wanted to let you cognize that I have 15 trusted employees here in the conference elbow room with me prepare to get to work and I just wanted you to say Hi,"I tell him.

"Hey Boss, it's great. I do think we may receive stumbled onto something that will pull through us money,"Rob tells me.

"Do you think with this 15 you have enough, or should I get you more ?"I ask.

"More sir. If you can,"he differentiate me, which really tells me we may have a John Major problem.

"Not to worry, I'll send you an email with each of the 15 that are here and how to achieve them with direct dial act and email addresses. When I put more together, I will call you again to let you say hi to that group, fair enough ?"I ask.

"You got it, genus Bos,"Rob says before disconnecting.

I see hoi polloi looking around the room at each other.

"Now you see why this project is a top priority. Let me ask anyone here, do you call back that it's fair that you have had to work as firmly as you do for your paycheck and others are getting their paycheck without even doing one moment of employment ?"I ask the group.

I get several multitude at the Saame time say,"infernal region NO !"which is just what I wanted to hear.

I toss a yellow legal pad on the table asking everyone to publish their epithet, their channelise dial number, and their electronic mail address and to delight be neat.

"Out of curiosity, does anyone know where the company's stock price is justly now ?"I ask.

One guy and Asian guy named Tao raised his script,"Sir, it closed an minute ago at $ 277.50 up $ 2.50 from yesterday's close,"He tells me. I reach into my pocket and pull in out a $ 100 bill and skid it across the table to him. He smiles a big smile as he takes the money and puts it into his shirt pocket.

"That's outstanding ! Thank you for making me feel practiced about my choice of all of you. You work hard for this ship's company and I appreciate all of your severely work,"I tell everyone.

The yellowed sound pad makes it back around to me. I look at it, someone had taken the clock time to add some straight person melodic phrase creating column.

"OK everyone, head word back to your desk and please do whatever you can to bring whatever you're currently working on to a stopping point. If you can't then let your straightaway supervisory program know you've been tapped by me for a new and immediate project,"I tell the group as I dismiss them.

I head out to Sharon with the icteric legal pad in hand.

"Sharon, my darling, I need you for a couple of transactions,"I say to her.

She smiles and pulls a death chair from the empty desk behind her for me to sit in.

"What can I do for you ?"She asks.

"I need you to input all of these mass into a spreadsheet and send it to Rob our IT guy in New York. I have him leading a big project. But I also need another 20-25 people that I can trust to work on this project, but things here still take to pass on as normal. Maybe we have some we can trust in another tower ?"I ask Sharon.

"Let me piss some telephone set calls and I'll let you know when I have a group for you,"she tells me.

"Hey, try the Tampa group. I have a guy down there that I want to mouth to anyways,"I suggest to her.

I let her get back to her work and I push the chair back into the desk behind her.

whoremonger destination with Anita's tour. They are laughing and joking as if they have known each early for a long time, not just a couple of hours. I smile thinking that he's really becoming a very maturate man.

The rest of the day is fairly routine. When the end of the day is near, John deposits Anita in my office.

"So, how did your tour go with my protégé ?"I ask.

"John ? Oh, he's delightful and such the gentleman,"she tells me.

"So, how about we go get you a new car ?"I ask.

"Um, but I haven't signed your contract,"she tells me.

"You're going to subscribe it right ?"I ask.

"Of track,"she says.

"Then let 's get you a car now,"I say.

I call Dakota over to me."pet, Anita and I need a ride to a car dealership,"I tell her. She smiles at me, she knows this routine from before.

I look at Anita and say,"What case of car do you want ?"

"Um, am I allowed to get a Ford Flex ?"Anita asks hesitantly.

"Certainly, let's go to the Ford dealership then,"I say to Dakota. However, before I go I head over to Jill's desk to need a check from the chequebook that is locked in her desk. I write in the comment surgical incision"New car for Anita"and put the book back under lock and key. I fold the check up and put it in my pocket.

I head to Sharon's desk to tell apart her that Dakota, Anita, and myself are riding with Dakota to the John Ford franchise. I get a small peck on the nerve and a whispering in my ear about how nice it was to be at employment after net Night. I kiss her back and headway to the elevators.

When the room access to the lift open, the peeress get on first then me. We ride down stopping twice to let early citizenry on as they apparently are calling it a day as well.

When we get to the 2d floor, we get off and give the crossing to the parking service department. Dakota had a nice heyday spot only steps from the crossover.

When we got to the car, I held Anita's door open for her then ran around to prevail Dakota's threshold open, which got me a oceanic abyss passionate candy kiss from Dakota. Anita's eyes grew big watching Dakota and me in a lip lock.

"Um, David, aren't you married ?"Anita asks.

"Yes, I am, why ?"I ask knowing the dubiousness that is coming before she even asks.

"Well, this beautiful lady isn't your wife correct ?"she asks.

"Yep, that's right, she's not,"I say to her.

"No, he's my pappa !"Dakota added making Anita even more confused.

"Daddy ?"

"Yeppers, Jacques Louis David is the founder of my baby. His wife shares him all the time with the women in our playgroup,"she tells Anita who now looks even more disconcert with the new information.

"Um, David, I'm lost,"Anita tells me.

"well, let me see if I can clear things up a bit for you,"I begin.

"Jill, my wife and I have what you might call a swinger's type marriage. We plowshare each other with those we completely trust in our playgroup. Dakota wanted to bear a minor, but she decided that I had the calibre that she wanted to be the Father. She came to Jill and me and asked if I could get her pregnant. My married woman Jill said yes and well nature took its row and she's pregnant. My wife Jill is also now pregnant, by me as well,"I tell her.

"What about this Diane madam that I met today that works for Jennifer. She's pregnant as well, is that one yours also ?"Anita asks.

"No, that one belongs to your turn guide John,"I tell her.

She sits mute trying to absorb what we have just told her as Dakota turns into the Ford dealership

"Oh, look at that one. All blue. That's beautiful,"She says to me.

"Let's find the fresh salesperson and take it for a psychometric test ride,"I tell her.

"exculpation me, who is the young salesperson that is here currently ?"I ask this Nice young lady.

"That would be me. This is my irregular day here,"she says to us.

"Well, we would like to withdraw that blue Ford Flex for a examination drive. Here are our licenses,"I tell her as we both hired man her our driver's licenses.

It takes the salesperson a duet of mo before she has the Francis Scott Key to the Flex. We all get in and the sales rep starts it up and heads down the road. She finds a incline street, gets out and Anita moves over to the driver's seat. When the salesperson gets in and buckle up she hands the keys to Anita.

Anita put the car in drive and off we go.

"Ma'am, I'm sorry I didn't introduce myself. I'm kitty-cat Creamers. And you two are ?"she asks.

"The lady driving is Anita and I'm her boss, David Greene,"I tell her.

"Um, Jacques Louis David Henry Graham Greene, I know that I've heard that name before. Would I know you from MSNBC ? My husband and I watch that all the sentence. We're always looking for fellowship to invest in, although we are teensy-weensy tiny investors. We also love Jim Cramer's Mad Money. That man is non-stop !"She says to us.

"Well, you got me. Yes, I'm the CEO of Jaxson, Inc. and this beautiful ma'am is my new insistence writing table. I also enjoy Jim Cramer. He's a Wildman. I was on his show a couple of weeks ago and it was fun !"I say to her.

"YOU WERE ? OMG, my hubby will flip out,"she says.

Anita pulls into the parking lot of the Ford dealership and grinning. I know what that grin means.

"Kitty, here's how I like to work. dinner will be served in just a unforesightful while, so what I'm after is your very best ‘ out the door'cost that you can impart me. I have no interest in the wrangle cognitive operation. If you give me a great monetary value, I will write a check for the intact sum now and we should be out of here in less than an hour,"I tell her.

puss gets up and mind straight to her boss the finance manager. They discuss for about 10 arcminute. Kitty returns with a filled-out contract bridge. The bottom-line price is $ 30,161. The MSRP for this Flex is $ 33,065 plus all the tax and tag fees. I ask Anita once again if this is what she absolutely wants, and she tells me yes. I tell Kitty that we will subscribe to the hand. However, there is one bug, since Anita has no car, she has no active car insurance. I offer to pay for one year of full coverage insurance policy, which makes pussycat smile since she was able to ‘ add on'to the sale another $ 3500.

I write out the check for $ 33,661, sign the substantiation and give it to pot. Anita is so antsy that she can hardly sit still. In just a few minute of arc, the sales event manager comes over to us and introduces himself."Mr. and Mrs Graham Greene, you're buying a outstanding vehicle,"he says to us.

"Um, we're not Mr. and Mrs. Anything. I'm David Greene the one paying for it, and this is my jam secretary Anita. We promised her a new car when we hired her and I'm fulfilling the duty,"I tell him.

"Sir, I'm sorry. I heard that you are a real somebody according to Kitty. She said she recognized you from her favourite appearance on MSNBC,"he tells me.

"Well, she did. You have an baffle salesperson there. She didn't hound us, and she didn't try to hard sell us. I certainly will save this space in mind if I have any further employees that I must buy new vehicles for. Out of peculiarity, could there be a better price reduction if we were to buy extra fomite ? I have a brace of others that I think call for a new vehicle,"I ask of him.

"Absolutely sir. We could probably put you under our fleet syllabus if you were to buy more than THREE vehicles all add,"he tells me. I like what he's saying. I'm thinking to myself that St. John could probably use a truck, Bobby and Sammy some variety of vehicle each and I haven't made up my mind about Danni, Marcus, or Donna.

It dawned on me that I never saw Mark Newberg at the office today. Guess he's not uncoerced to get rattling money, he just wants to take in nickels and dime bag when he could be making thou of dollars.

The Flex regaining from new car get prepare. jackpot comes out with a folder and all the paperwork neatly inside along with Kitty's business card, one for each of us. The sales agreement manager gave me his identity card with an account turn on the back to set about the process of fleet purchases.

"wellspring, my favorite, will you leave me a turn on home base or should I telephone an Uber ?"I say to her grin. She just shakes her head.

We get up and I hold the driver's doorway undefended for her. She kisses me on the impertinence and gets in and crumple up. I go around to the former position and get in.

She has no idea where I live so I put my address into the vehicle's GPS. She heads off, but of row, it 's now close to 6:45 pm traffic is stinky. Obviously, Anita doesn't know any crosscut, so we travel very slowly to the Chateau.

When we turn down the private street, I hear the usual gasp when she sees my dwelling house. The gate opens as one of the FBI tell apart me. I thank them and Anita pulls the car close to the straw man threshold."Here you go sir, carlot to front threshold service, Thank you for the car, it's so marvellous,"she tells me giving me another kiss on the cheek.

"Would you like to follow in and meet the family ?"I ask.

"OH, I don't want to be any trouble,"she says.

"There's no trouble, you might even recognize some of the kinfolk,"I say smiling at her. I see her look of mix-up once again. I reach over and poke the button that turns the locomotive off.

I get out and take the air around opening her doorway. She hesitantly gets out. I take her by the hired man and take her into the business firm. Once inside, she sees lavatory immediately. She sees both Dakota and Sharon next and of path Diane and Jennifer as well. She is completely floored.

"Um, does everyone that works for you also live with you ?"she asks.

"No, not everyone, but several do. I have a huge home, as you see, and I like to accept the hoi polloi that I trust close by. We're a friendly group. And, as you heard earlier, we tend to share each early,"I say to her. She looks nervous.

"Anita, there's nothing here for you to be spooky about. I'm not trying to enrol you to my playgroup. I'm just introducing you to everyone, that's all that's going on here,"I say to her.

Bobby comes out to me and tells me that he made a large ham with scalloped potatoes and gratifying carrots and a salad with a homemade French dressing dressing.

"I expect you to at least stay for dinner since I ambushed you this morn,"I tell her. She shrugs her shoulders before St. John and Diane take her by the hand into the kitchen to replete her a plate with food.

Jill, Dakota, and Amy all come over to me and kiss me, each one on the lips. I give each one a hug and a squeeze play on the ass causing Dakota and Amy to squeal a bit.

Once a plate of food is made for Anita, she is directed to the dining mesa where she finds a seat about the center. Gospel According to John sits on one side of her and Sharon sits on the other side of meat. They all begin talking as if they've been ally for years.

"Hey, where are Mom and Fred ?"I ask.

"Head to your bedroom,"Jennifer tells me.

I head down the hallway only to find Mom on a play bed by herself Fred nowhere in sight.

I walk over to Mom."Hey, fancy meeting you in here. Where's Fred ?"I ask her.

"dormancy in my bedroom. I done wore his ass out,"she says smiling to me.

"And I'm guessing you have titillating intent for me ?"I say smiling.

"Of trend, I do sexy,"she says.

I lean down and commence to kiss her. She pulls me into the bed. I roll her on her back and begin to lap at her womanhood. While she is an quondam lady, she still has a wondrous body. I taste her char succus as she begins to moan and squirm as I am licking and sucking on her kitty-cat and clit.

Mom puts her hired man on my head and thrust my human face further into her wetness. I lap up all that I can get into my backtalk. I feel her wetness growing exponentially.

"OH GAWD DAVID, THAT tactile property SO WONDERFUL,"Mom says to me.

After just a few minute of arc I feel her attack my face with a unfaltering stream of peeress juice. She is now moaning loudly. She keeps pushing my face into her womanhood as hard as she can. I begin to nibble on her clit which makes her parachuting.

I surprise her by sliding two finger's breadth into her kitty. She jumps again, not expecting this. I thrust the two fingers in and out of her. She keeps getting wetter as the thrusting of my digit continue.

"Fuck me, St. David,"she says in my ear.

I withdraw my mitt, unbuckle my pants and let them come down to the trading floor. I take off my shirt and my Boxer and am now fully naked, just as naked as she is.

I slide myself between her parted wooden leg. I line myself up with her erotic love hole and gently stuff myself into her. We begin thrusting in unison. I feel my cock passing her cervix. I increase my poking and she increases her loudness of moaning and thrusting back at me.

I lift her legs up over my shoulders to get better penetration. Now, I begin to increase my thrusting into her. She is now talking gibberish as I'm thrusting with both speed and force into her pussy.

"OH GAWD Jacques Louis David, I'M CUMMING, OH MY GAWD, I'M CUMMING SO DAMN HARD,"she says to me as I feel her wetness coat my shaft, balls, and pelvis.

I continue to fuck her.

She cums a sec fourth dimension,"OH sanctum underworld, DAVID I'M CUMMING AGAIN. WHAT THE Hades DO YOU DO TO ME TO make ME CUM THIS HARD ?"she asks me before she rolls into orgasm number three.

"OH, MY GAWD, Hera I CUM AGAIN,"she says as her eye curl to the backbone of her head and her body just keeps spasming over and over on my cock.

Finally, after three big sexual climax, I feel my own approach. Something catches my eye just as I'm about to cum. I see Dakota holding Anita's hand and they both are standing in my room access smiling. I hear Dakota say,"See, I told you so,"making Anita smile even more.

"OH, GAWD MOM, here I CUM,"I say as I shoot rophy after rope into her rattling pussy. It takes me a couple of minutes to collect myself. As I do, Dakota brings Anita over to me and tells me that once I have recovered, she wants Anita to get a crook. I just smiling, guess Sharon was right after all.

I roll off Mom. Dakota takes Anita over to the early play bed and playfully pushes her onto the bed. I get up and walk over to Anita and ask,"Are you sure. I'm not trying to force anything on you, besides what goes on here is just for us. It has zero to do with your job,"

"Shut up and just have it off me, boss,"she says smiling the entirely time. I begin to slide down to begin lapping at her womanhood, but she blocks me and narrate me she just wants to be fucked.

I change stance and put my cock at the entrance to her fair sex. I slowly slide in in by column inch allowing her torso to line up to my size. Almost immediately, she begins to groan and spasm underneath me. I put her ankle on my shoulders and set out to pierce myself into her repeatedly. She begins to tell me to hump her harder and harder. I keep increasing my thrusts until I reach Sasha-mode. She is writhing and thrusting into me as hard as she can. I lean down and kiss her passionately. She slips my spit into my mouth.

I feel her teeth gently grab my bottom lip.

"OH GAWD, piece of tail, I'VE NEVER HAD SEX WITH MY honcho, THIS IS SO FUCKING AWESOME,"she says to me as she orgasms.

I keep fucking her hard and she rolls into orgasm number two,"fucking ME. holy place HELL, THIS IS AMAZING,"as she spasms underneath me again.

I feel my own body begin to differentiate its own orgasm."Darling, should I pull out ?"I ask.

"No, I can't have child anymore, so cum all you want in me,"she says almost out of breath.

I feel my orgasm import away,"OH HELL, ANITA YOU smell SO piece of ass GOOD,"I say to her.

We both kiss as I thrust all I have into her. It feels as if I'm shooting a gallon of man juice into her. After I finish my coming, she kisses me passionately and puts her arms around me and pulls me in tightly to her.

We lay in each early's weapon system for quite a spell. Finally, she gets up and heads into the toilet to clean up. I hear her say,"Oh my goodness, this is the orotund bathroom that I've ever seen,"I just smile and get up to join her in the shower where we have another round of sex albeit a bit less forceful this time as we needed to be deliberate not to slip and fall in the shower.

When we were done, we dried each other off and headed back into the bedroom where I found Sharon waiting for me. I just smiled as Anita left the bedroom, which I thought she was probably heading to her new car to ram home.

Sharon pulls me to a sport bed and says,"I just knew you wouldn't'be able to go along your hands off of her,"she says smiling at me before she pushes me on my back and climb me for some smashing sex.

life story for me has been great since I became a chauffeur with Jill that night.

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