The Chauffeur ( # 28 ) accelerator pedal and Other stuff

By PABLO DIABLO

right of first publication 2019

CHAPTER 1

When I woke up on Tues good morning, Jill was still all entangled in me. It took a couple of arcminute to untangle and not ignite her. As I stepped into the shower, it dawned on me that neither the security guy rope nor the gate citizenry had made it here. I made a mental note to telephone set both.

I knew that our safe guy was now handling the lock chamber variety at the Hawk. Need to have Sharon ask him to turn back by at his public toilet and finish installing the safes that he left in one of the bedrooms.

I was excited with today's schedule having the Police side arm scope on it. I am very curious about who has firearm training and who does n't. We 're due at the range about 10am and I believe that Dakota has a list of who wants to study 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 safety and employment. I suspected that both CG boys, Fred and maybe lav have experience with a firearm. I haven't heard anything from any of the ladies about previous firearm training. I smelled food for thought being cooked, Bacon and maybe some sausage balloon, testicle, and goner.

There was a knock on our door. I unlocked it and found Jennifer and Paula standing there. Both were already dressed, smelled wonderful, and had big smile on their faces as they were both excited in this mornings dangerous undertaking. They both kissed me, but their reasoning for knocking was to ask about if the instructor would be bringing enough weapon for all of us who are attending. I assured them he would receive enough for all of us. They smiled, kissed me and left. I looked at our clock and woke Jill. She needed to get into the shower and get ready for our adventure.

I got her up and going. I headed down the entrance hall to our elemental kitchen. To my surprise, I found both Sammy and Bobby preparation breakfast for everyone. John and Diane were already eating, of row, with St. John, that was an enormous total of nutrient he was consuming.

"trade good Morning everyone,"I said smiling.

I got rafts of groan, a duo of right mornings back, and a duo of completely soundless because coffee had not taken effect yet.

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

Amy told me that the security guys had already called and would be here shortly. The gate people said that since we had changed the name from The Commune to the Chateau it would select a bit more clock time to fix the name over the gate. The safe guy said he would charter care of the safe's soon, as he was working diligently on the ignition lock of the Hawk.

I pointed out to Amy that we needed a place for her to make the security to be set up, easily accessible to her, and being recorded on a cloud waiter. She said she already had a location set up just off the primary kitchen with a secondary emplacement in the big kitchen. I was glad she had a plan in mind.

Since I had already gotten dressed in my frock underdrawers and a Cuban style shirt, I headed outside to the pool homes. I noticed the lights on in the pool rest home that was now a porn studio. I knocked. Allison answered. I heard moaning and groaning in the background signal. I saw both similitude on their knees in battlefront of cat that I recognized from the porn industry. I didn't see Belinda though. When I asked about her, Allison took my hand and led me to a plunk for bedroom, where she was the centerpiece of a 12-man circle tug. She whispered in my ear, how excited she was wearing her collar in the house the former day and is looking forward to doing the Sami thing again.

I asked her how using the studio was going, she said that she has had a frightful answer and now has a small wait list, that included a couple of bozo that specialize in the BDSM modus vivendi. I reminded her about that guy and his antics slapping her around, which was not going to be allowed as she was now MY submissive. She readily agreed, noting that she was only directing the BDSM shoot and would not be part of anything without my personal permission, which I was not going to give her.

I did lean into her and whispered to her that she is my preferred slavish. This made her grinning. 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 erotica studio. As I walked back across to the planetary house, I see John the Evangelist peering out the trash doors at me with a big cheesy grin on his face.

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

This morning the house was buzzing. I wasn't sure what got everyone moving around so early on, but with Bobby and Sammy preparation, the sign smelled yummy. I took a dental plate full of nut, sausage, sirup, and toast. The guys also set out a shabu of pineapple juice and milk for me. I sat at the kitchen table thinking about what Mom had said about needing a formal dining room board. She was right. I texted her that I had seen a pecan tree table somewhere and thought it to be a beautiful table, but that our postpone needs to be capable to seat at least 20 people.

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

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

I heard a spatter and looked out to see the two twins naked in the kitty. This drew a chuckle from the inside group. I sent John out there to check on them, which he did gladly. They reached up and under the guise of him helping them out of the pool, they pulled him into the pool fully clothed. Those of us who were watching laughed out brassy. lavatory was happy being in the pond with two nude twin. I looked around but didn't see Diane anywhere.

Both twins took to kissing John. They pushed their defenseless bodies against him and began removing his apparel. The low thing he removed was his billfold. He now needed to dry it as soon as potential. Thankfully, he did not have his cellphone telephone in his bloomers pocket when he hit the water.

Corey dove under the water only to emerge with lav's bloomers and boxer shortstop. John looked over at the business firm and just smiled. None of us cared if he has some puddle sex with the twins, in fact, I think a pair of the guys, like Marcus, envied John. I leaned over to Marcus and told him to go juncture John the Divine, I 'm sure they would love to experience you as an increase. Marcus wasted no prison term in getting up, shedding his clothes and went running out into the pool. I saw Carol swim over to Marcus and begin playing with him.

Amy told me that my boxes had arrived yesterday, while I was in the bedchamber with Jill. She put them in the social movement bedchamber behind the living way. I got up and headed there, with Amy following close behind. I opened the door to see about 50 FedEx box seat of respective sizes. I didn't even know where to get down. I told Amy that I wanted the twin and Marcus to handle the Saame 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 osculation. 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 wearing apparel quickly and began shedding mine. As we both got naked, she sat me down on the couch and straddled my lap. She positioned herself over my humanness 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 move into 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 wondrous twinge as I began to shoot rope after forget me drug of my man seed into Amy. I pulled her into me, hugging her and kissing her. I felt her again reach an climax. This time her whole body shook with an orgasmic Rush. We declared our loved for each other as I shot another round of sperm into her. She wrapped her lithe legs around me pulling me inscrutable into her as I shot again and again. Her eyes glazed over, and I felt her body muscle spasm underneath me yet again.

As we were uncoupling, my little Dakota came bounding out from her room to see Amy and I untangling. She came right over to us, kissing each of us. I felt her hired hand rubbing my cum covered tool. Her illuminate diagonal 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 move. We began to sway back and forth. We continued rocking back and forth for quite a recollective time. She began kissing me, licking my neck opening, and playing with my ear. All of that felt wonderful. I thrust into her, shooting rope after rope into her. She moaned in total acceptance, declaring her love for me yet again.

Amy didn't leave us, she sat on the end of the frame observation us and fingering her own cum filled pussy. She was making a mickle on the leather couch. Her pussy was expelling all the cum that I had put in there. She pulled out two finger full of cum, licking them clean. She moaned as she cleaned her own finger's breadth. As my turncock finally began to puncture, Amy took one last lick of my cock taking care to scavenge the cum from Dakota off my humanness. Dakota just smiled seeing Amy being submissive 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 replete up the limo. He returned less than a half 60 minutes later with the car all filled up and he even vacuumed the car out.

I returned to the kitchen and saw virtually all the playgroup dressed and waiting to head to the shooting iron range.

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

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

Marcus was left behind with instructions about the security company along with educational activity that the logic gate people may show up as well as the locksmith putting the remaining prophylactic into various rooms around the business firm. He accepted the responsibility.

As we drove to the stove, Jill told us about how intemperate it was for her to see to qualify on the range in the Marine, although she was using more than just a pistol, she had to measure up with a rifle as well.

Sharon told us about growing up in a house 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 find a cute lacy bra, certainly not one of her Mothers ’. They divorced after that hunting time of year. He married his ‘ girlfriend'about 6 month later.

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

Dakota had to be cajoled to talk about hitman. She said she grew up in a tough neighborhood, heaps of bunch, heap of offensive the great unwashed many if not most had a gun. She said in highschool school day one of her friends was brutalized at gunpoint. She was so shaken up that she ended up committing self-annihilation. She told us that she is very worried about this education. 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 morning course that I took my son to when he was about 8. This really pissed off his mother, but I was purpose on taking the ‘ fun'out of handling a firearm. We sat and listened to an teacher teach the Thomas Kid about the remainder between a revolver and a semi-automatic pistol. He showed the kids how to be capable to await at a weapon system and roll in the hay if there is a safety or not, how to debase and offload a side arm, as well as how to clean a weapon system properly. I explained that at his age all his friends were enamored with gas pedal. He told me respective years later as he became a teen that his best friend Billy nearly shot the family dog. He had found his Dad's .45 under his pillow and ran around the inside of the business firm 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 chamber knowing that he was getting a beating when Dad got home. As I told this story, we arrived at the range.

When Fred parked the car, he turned around and said that he wished more parents took the responsible road. I agreed with him as did everyone else in the limo.

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

We all followed him into a classroom type setting where the learning would begin. He had many More shooting iron than we needed, which was a substitute to me.

As we all took a posterior, I noticed that Dakota was seated right next to Jill. Fred, both CG boys already had firearms and carry permission. The instructor had us sate out the carry Trachinotus falcatus sort if we wished to be cleared to hold and manage a firearm.

The maiden two hour of the training were…. well…. boring. essential, but boring.

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

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

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

Mom, well she was quite funny, she picked up a gun like she was picking up a numb rat. This made several of us chuckle, but it was Fred who saved the day with her helping to take a gun to her size but not with such index to sweep over her. He gave her a Charter sleeve semi-automatic. It fit her hand and coming from Fred she kissed him on the cheek.

Sharon, Paula, Allison, Donna, and Jennifer all relied on someone else to pick out their gun. Of form, trick wanted to show off, but the CG male child kept him in his seat.

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

In my promontory, I again see the maturity layer of lavatory growing. Not all that long ago, he would receive argued about what gun he wanted, but here he listened to cause and made the switching. Maybe I need to let in him in a real employment sitting with me.

Now it was time to lead out to the range, but before we did the instructor gave us each a duet of safety methamphetamine. He also did not feed us ammo until we got to the reach, he said he would then give us five round each. Paula made us snicker again asking what a round was. The instructor explained that around was another word of honor for bullet. Paula shrugged her shoulders and Jill patted her on the back.

The instructor divided the grouping down the middle of the course of instruction. One half of the division went with the primary quill instructor, the former half went with the assistant. We all got up and followed our respective instructor with him putting each of us at carve up horse barn in which to pip from.

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

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

In my head, it thought this to be a rather comfortable job, boy was I wrongly. I guess I should be happy that we were all shooting in the Saami direction at to the lowest degree. It was clear who had handgun grooming and who did n't. I was n't bad, all my daily round at least hit the prey paper. However, poor Paula and Jennifer had no rounds hit the object newspaper publisher. They were both ready to yield up almost immediately. The primary instructor moved Jennifer and Paula closer to the CG boys, that way each one of them could pass on them gentle suggestions about being more successful.

Sammy and Bobby also helped. They each made conciliate suggestions to Donna and Allison, although I don't think Allison was comfortable holding the gun. She kept putting the gun down after each shot. Sammy told her to go off all five bout then put the small-arm down.

Next, to me, I heard five shots all grouped together. I turned and saw Jill coaching Dakota. Jill, the CG guys, Fred, and Sammy and Bobby all had put their circle inside the Negro, but the CG guys and Fred all hit center mass. The instructor offered to change the object paper from a fair game to one of a ‘ bad guy ’, Dakota readily accepted the offer.

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

The subaltern teacher went along the shooting pipeline oblation to modify from target area to the bad guy target, John wanted to try. He did ok, all five of his shots hit the guy, but there was no grouping. Bobby stepped over to St. John the Apostle and suggested that he contain the gun with one hired man and the other hired man act as a base underneath the gun stock to hold the recoil to a minimum. When trick tried the suggestion, he got four out of the five together with the twenty percent one not part of the group but directly between the eye. John was set to be done after seeing that. We all laughed at our new ‘ gunslinger ’. What surprised me the most was the care Jill was showing Dakota on how to properly use her weapon.

Dakota would take her five shaft, Jill would give her advice, and then Dakota would fire five to a greater extent. Clearly, Dakota was determined to master this and kept at it until her shooting became a lot better.

I asked the teacher if we could get all our military masses lined up next to each other and have ourselves a slight shoot off. He shrugged his shoulders and asked the group if they would be willing, which they all agreed. In my straits, 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 salient, Fred and Jill took top honors. Fred put all five of his again nerve center mass on the regular target. Jill used the bad-guy target area and put all five squarely in the chest of drawers. The CG boys all had concentrate on mass shooter, but each one had one single shot that drifted and touched the ancestry, whereas Fred did not.

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

The other gentlewoman all enjoyed the event, but they didn't believe that they would ever want this acquirement. However, Sharon also kept at the shooting trying to master the skill as well. She was quite the spitfire, not will to quit. Mom, well she really didn't flavour prosperous using the gun, but she did anyway. She kept trying until all five of her slam hit the target at least.

I was impressed that both Sharon and Dakota were determined to overcome this skill. John, well he was his usual Saint John the Apostle self, but he again showed foretoken of due date when he was given advice on how to further his shooting skill set. All in all, we had a great sentence. The instructor took a mathematical group photo of everyone together holding their gun in front of them. He told me that he would have them developed and mail the set to us.

Once the training class was over, I felt it was time for another outstanding lunch at Fred's pet Italian restaurant. Mom was excited to hear we would be going back there. In her psyche our rock star would still be there, however, the eternal rest of us just rolled our centre thinking to ourselves ‘ you wish'. It dawned on me that I had made a hope and had not followed through. Before we all got into the gondola, I pulled Fred aside and spoke to him. He assured me that he would take care of what I was asking.

Since the CG male child were Fred's nephews, I assumed that they knew of Fred's Italian eating house. Oddly, they had no cue when I asked them to call ahead and let them know 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 adrenaline was pumped into everyone. There was lots of chatter heading to the restaurant. Mom, Jill, and Sharon were all talking as if they were sisters talking about the cute boy in high school.

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

"Sir, I'd be happy to train misfire Dakota back to the house,"Fred offered.

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

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

I got out and everyone else got out of their limousine. The CG boys were quite happy as they had never ridden in a limo before today. Yet, the bombination was still about the gun class and the shooting. Everyone congratulated Jill on kicking the the pits out of the others, but Jill being Jill politely told everyone that they all ‘ let'her win. In my head word, I wasn't sure if they did or not. I knew one of the CG boys was a sniper but shooting a 50 caliber from a moving whirlybird is far different than shooting a pistol.

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

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

"fountainhead, my aphrodisiacal deary, I'm actually calling you to please give Dakota a call. She is skipping luncheon with the crew and is headed back to the planetary house. I'm sure that I'm just being a big old worry-wort, but I want to err on the sign of caution. Will you curb on her as a favor to me ? '' I ask.

"favorite, for you I'd do just about anything. I'll claim her when we hang-up. But don't be surprised if I'm at your house collecting my doc fees,"She gives me a quick earphone candy kiss and hangs up.

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

Jill's phone bombination.

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

There's a intermission as I can only hear Jill's slope of the conversation.

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

"What was that all about ?"I ask.

"A orotund stockholder of Churchill Downs wants to buy all of our buck racecourse. He's put an investor group together and they would like to meet with us tomorrow morning at the hawk. They wanted to pretend for sure they were not intruding on any funeral or kinsfolk sentence with respect to Bob Jaxson."She says to me.

"fountainhead, darling, you've told me that the rail are great cash oxen, their operating toll 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 melodic theme. What do you suppose ?"I say to Jill as we go inside the restaurant.

"If we can, I say betray them all. Right now, they are all in the black, 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 lot ? Weren't they bought under the limo license and we acquired them for side by side to nothing like the recording studio ?"I ask.

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

The owner comes over to greet us. Before we even say anything, he has two bottles of Chianti and three hoop of garlic cabbage being delivered to the board. He also has several glasses of water. Fred had mentioned that we would wish water with the meal. The owner did inquire where Fred was. I told him he is running one of our party family, as she wasn't feeling well.

"Must have eaten Grecian food, too much lamb,"the owner says laughing. We all chuckled along with him.

I leaned over to Jill and asked,"favourite do you give a fellowship hinderance with you ? I'll need one for after tiffin,"I say to her quietly.

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

"What's it for ?"She asks.

"I promised something and it's prison term to pay up,"I say avoiding the existent solvent with all the pinna around listening.

It wasn't very long before denture full phase of the moon of spaghetti and inwardness sauce started arriving at the mesa. It didn't even dawn on me until we were eating that Diane did not join us.

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

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

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

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

"Of class, it was optional. I just don't think back her saying she was uncomfortable with guns,"I reply.

I get up and walk around the board and hunker down next to John.

"Hey, where's Diane ?"

"She's at work. She didn't want to do the gun matter, but she felt she should be at study if not with us. I told her she was being overly sensitive, but she's serious about making for sure you're happy with her,"whoremaster tells me.

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

john takes out his sound and telephone dial it and hands it to me.

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

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

"OH SHIT"she replies.

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

"Daddy, I screwed up before. I want you to imagine dependable of me. I figured that if I wasn't at the gun thing, then I should be here at my desk working,"she says back.

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

I add,"pet, can we land you lunch or something to eat ?"

"No, I just had a couple of sandwiches that I made before I left the theatre this dawning plus, I have a small salad to have 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 talk of the town about fixing that tonight. I want you to have a bright beautiful small fry, even if John is the Father,"I say looking at John the Evangelist 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 seat. I stop at Sharon and lean in an ask her,"Will you move down by me delight ?"

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

I put her plateful of food down at the vacuous spot, wait for the chair to be set in place and hold Sharon's paw as she sits down.

Just as I sit down future to her, I see Fred manner of walking in the eating place. He gives me a nimble pollex up, so I know what I asked him to do is done.

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

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

"Oh, my goodness. This has been a crazy day. The gun compass, the classes about how to handle a gun, lunch here, this is an awesome piece of work day,"She says with a big smile on her face.

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

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

We all sit and contract our time enjoying the solid food and the friendly relationship of everyone at the table. Fred tells me that Dakota got a cry 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 separate you that your bill is past tense due,"He says to me.

I just laugh.

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

I get up and thank everyone telling them I need to head to the office for a bit asking Sharon to fall in me. She willingly agrees.

CHAPTER 3

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

"We're not,"

"But you said…."she says.

"Just trust me,"I tell her.

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

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

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

She picks up the phone and dials someone up.

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

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

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

We turn around and see a cover girl offspring fair sex standing with a big smile on her face.

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

"Ms. Johansson, you don't know us. I asked for the newest salesperson,"I answer as I try not to be obvious that I'm looking her organic structure over. I guess I wasn't that subtle as I feel a pigeon berry in the rib from Sharon.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"aspect BJ, we already know the eccentric of MERCEDES. We just need to beak out vividness and selection and assure to see if you have it in line of descent,"I tell her.

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

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

"hi Ms. Sharon, your Dad says you only have to pick out the colour and the option,"BJ says.

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

"Oh WOW, I wish more chief bought automobile for their mass,"BJ says.

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

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

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

'' Yes, sir. I would be happy to help you. Do you feature a model picked out and do you know what people of colour is available in the simulation ?"She asks.

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

"Which E course and what colour,"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 disastrous, silver, and Patrick 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 pursue me. I just have to blockade at our security desk designate them your permission and get the keys,"she explains.

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

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

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

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

BJ begins her ramble about owning a Mercedes. 50 coat of paint, 15 coats of clear lacquer, 5-star crash rating, hand-stitched leather buns, seating for five, rear survey camera, blah, blah, blah. My eyes roll listening to the gear up speech about the Mercedes.

"BJ can we strike the vehicle for a run movement ?"I ask.

She opens the doorway and Sharon gets in the number one wood's seat. I get in the back seat and BJ gets in the passenger side of meat. Once we are all in and secured with the nates bang, she hands Sharon the key fob. Sharon starts the car. She is so stimulate that her hands are almost shaking.

Sharon listens intently to BJ explain things about this model. I just sit back and listen. The test drive takes more than an minute as BJ wanted Sharon to experience all the features of the car.

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

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

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

'' At number 1, yes. It was fun and exciting all new, but now it is getting more dispirit by the day. I 'm regretful, 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 wish to do ?"I ask.

"wellspring sir, I only got my AA academic degree in business finance. I would really like to have an role job working regular 60 minutes but feeling like I was accomplishing affair,"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 succeeding to this one in a beautiful blue, is that the Saame as this red one ?"I ask.

"Oh no sir, that one is more expensive. This one that we're in is $ 61,000 that down in the mouth 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.

"fountainhead, Sharon is this your car, or do you want to screen 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 babble to your sales handler,"I tell BJ.

We get out and head inside. She stops at the security measure desk and hands the key fob back to the protection safety device. She walks us to this tiny office with a brassy desk that has two rotten voiceless charge card chairperson. She tells us she will be correct back with her sales manager.

It only takes a couple of min before she appears with a guy who epitomizes the identical definition of a used car salesman. She introduces him as Tony Rolf.

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

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

"well, you're in chance, we have a great hatful on special financing for all new client,"he begins.

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

"Well sir, we haven't discussed…."

I cut him off mid-sentence."Mr. Rollo, do you want to score a sale, or do you want to waste my metre. I have little patience for time wasting. I work for a living. If you can't tell apart me what I asked you for either get your boss or I'm going to your contention,"I tell him sternly. I see BJ's oculus get bigger. Apparently, she hasn't seen anyone put Mr. Rollo in his place.

"Sir, I'll be mightily back with my foreman. The proprietor of the franchise,"He gets up sounding a bit defeated.

He returns a couple of minutes former with a slender man.

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

Klaus extends his handwriting and we shake.

"Mr. Klaus, we came in here to buy a Mercedes. No financing just to buy the red cent car. Yet, your man here seems to want to neutralize my time. I work for a living and would like to get back to doing what I do. So, I'll ask you the same question What is the intimately out the doorway price on that red Mercedes that we just test drove with this hardworking lady BJ ?"I say in a rear interpreter, now getting a bit annoyed.

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

"And what if we want the wild blue yonder 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 serious monetary value to me and these are out the door monetary value, tax, tag, and all your little preprinted fees ?"I ask.

"OK, I'll hold both and I want your pledge that BJ here gets the credit rating for the sales event. I'm only here because she worked so hard on this sale. If I didn't need to get back to lick soon, I would possess just left and gone to your competition. How long do you think this will necessitate ?"I say with an air of superiority.

"Sir, we will deliver all the paperwork done and the cars gear up in LE than 90 minutes. Will that be sufficient ?"Klaus says to us. However, I see Sharon having a hard time sitting still in her hot seat, the uncomfortable chair.

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

He leads us to another much more munificent office staff. I see the nameplate on the room access that it belongs to Mr. Rollo.

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

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

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

The three of us chat and laugh about tons of affair. Sharon goes on a sales pitch to BJ about how good of a boss I've been. She tells her about today's risky venture, the gun range, the category on gun safety, the fab luncheon, and now getting her a new car. I think to myself that BJ is truly a beauty. She is certainly more beautiful than the twin Corey and Carol While she is no Jill, nor Dakota, nor even Amy for that matter she is quite beautiful, you can see it.

A conservatively dressed lady comes into the office and sits down across the desk from us. She turns her paperwork around so we can see the two sale contracts as she goes over them rail line by line. Once she is done, she asks for defrayment. I write out the curb to the name of the dealership and in the amount of money of $ 138,000, signing my name at the buttocks. She looks at the hindrance and asks if I'm the new CEO of the company that she saw on MSNBC. When I tell her that I am, she asks if she could get a cell phone mental picture of us. I tell her only if our sales person BJ is in the photo.

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

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

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

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

Sharon knows what's coming succeeding, of form, I have n't been shy about things, I just do n't like Mr. Rollo.

"Ah, Mr. Rollo, I want to thank you. You made it gentle for BJ to quit your firm. I'm taking her with us. If you think she still owes your house money, feel free to send me the pecker. I'll have my forensic sound team go over what you say she owes you communication channel by line. Should we find even one penny out of plaza, I'll have no choice but to file away ill with the California Better Business dresser, the Calif. Department of business sector, AAA, and any early way I can think of. Please tell Mr. Klaus we thank him. Goodbye Mr. Hrolf, '' I say to him as I get up and leave with BJ and Sharon.

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

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

BJ stops, turns around and runs over to a desk. She opens the buns drawer and pulls out a bag. She walks back over to me, stopping at the security desk and handing over her keys and protection tag to the safety device and says goodbye to him.

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

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

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

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

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

"wellspring, Sharon has a new car. I'm very glad that I fulfilled my hope to her when I hired her. Hey, I have an idea about tomorrow, let me talk to you when we get home, oh, and I have another new person to bring together our group. I hired our car salesperson,"I say to Jill.

"How blond is she ?"Jill asks laughing.

"Sharon, tell Jill what you think of BJ,"I say to Sharon.

"Jill, she's beautiful. I'd do her in a min, you would also. I can't wait until you see the car that David bought for me,"Sharon says as she hands the earphone back to me. It dawns on me that we'll need BJ to set up the blue devil tooth in both cable car when we get to the house.

As we turn down the table service road to the business firm, I see in my visor mirror BJ's face. She is astounded at the homes. We pull into the courtyard of the Chateau. I see the gate guys have installed the gate, but it is still in the open position. I also see the security guys van here. Although, I don't see the safe guy's vehicle.

Sharon parks her car in the absolute center of the court. BJ parks the blue car next to Sharon's car. We get out of the cars and headway to the room access. BJ is shocked and amazed. When we open the threshold and go inside, I was worried for a moment that she might just pass out. Her head word is swirling, and she is spinning around trying to see everything. Sharon takes her hired man and tells her to watch her.

Jill and Dakota come bouncing over to me. Both of my lady give me a big romanticist buss. I take Jill by the hand and take her exterior to the courtyard. I ask her,"Jilly, what's your favorite color ?"

"Blue"

"OH, MY GAWD, St. David, IS THAT FOR ME ?"She says screaming with excitement. Dakota follows her over to the car. I toss her the key fob and secernate her to take it for a spin. Both she and Dakota get in the car. They slowly circle around and then peel out of the courtyard heading down the service road at some ungodly speed, screaming all the way.

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

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

"I'm making Grilled volaille to throw out into freshly made alfredo and egg noggin. Sammy is making some finger intellectual nourishment appetizers 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 bushed and sit down at the table.

I have a delicate pair of hired man cover my eyes, but by the fragrance, I can enjoin that the helping hand belong to Amy.

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

"Yes, my love, Jill does take care of all the real bills. However, I'm guessing that our guest is Dr. Ronda. She's referring to wanting to act as with me, she hasn't had the opportunity in a while. Oh, Amy, this is BJ. I hired her away from the car dealership. She's going to be Sharon's supporter at the war hawk, so please build her feel welcome,"I say to Amy.

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

"David,"I correct her.

"Or dada,"Amy interjects.

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

"No, Hugh Heffner changed the world. He made au naturel depiction of women into a general magazine publisher. I 'm just trying to fix my company, Jaxson Inc."I say to her.

"BJ, in the exam private road you made honorable mention that you dated an older man for a bit who convinced you to go a car salesman ? By chance, was the older guy Mr. Rollo ?"I ask her.

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

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

"What do you intend ?"she asks.

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

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

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

"Who's this David ?"Mom asks.

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

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

"No darling, I'm St. David's boss's widow woman. My hubby, David's boss just passed away and David and Jill brought me back from my house in the Hampton to attend out here. Which I'm loving, especially with these cunning cat that are here like Bobby and his vis-a-vis Sammy, who is in the early kitchen, '' Mom tells BJ.

I see in BJ's eye that she has dubiousness, I get up snog Mom and even kiss BJ on the top of her school principal and head back towards my bedroom to remove a quick shower.

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

"Amy, darling, where is everyone ?"

"fountainhead, John and Jennifer went downtown to get Diane from the office staff. The two CG guys are outside at the pond and the twins are in the kitty 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 subject she had to correct. Donna went to the call plaza, she wanted to check on something that she suspects happens when she's not there, so she wanted to pass them a surprise visit. Fred is taking the limo back. I don't know where Marcus is, and score Newberg said he would be back after 530pm. And of line, I'm here uncommitted to you if you want me, anytime you want me,"Amy says with a spark in her eye.

I put my arms around her and pull her to me. She stands on her tippy-toes to kiss me. We stand there for various arcminute just kissing. I pull her tightly to me. She puts her weaponry around my neck. I feel her diminutive body press itself against me. I hear her groan into my mouth as we continue our kiss.

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

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

"BJ you're a beautiful woman. Would I like to give physical intimacy with you ? ABSOLUTELY ! But, only if you 're bequeath. Everyone who is division of my playgroup does this because they love sex and revel making individual else feel good. Everything is consensual and none of it has anything to do with their job. Play, don't play, it's all up to you. We have lots of good-looking guys and other than John and Diane and Jill and I everyone is single. John and Diane are engaged, but they play with everyone. Jill and I are married, but we also play with everyone. If you would care to fiddle, just foot soul out and make for, we're a very friendly bunch. If you are bisexual person, virtually all our women here are bisexual. If you know what a tramp is, that probably defines us the trump,"I say to her.

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

'' BJ, this is not a rival. As I said, we are just a friendly bunch. When Marcus gets here, I want to introduce him to you. He 's just a bit older than you but he 's a material buff. All the womanhood just love to represent with him. I think that he would be a great first of all guy to encounter with."I tell her.

"Well, sir, if you think he's a good one to set off with, I'll be willing to try. At some point, can I work my way up to you ?"She asks. Somehow, I just knew that this question was lurking in her head.

"Darling, you don't need to work up to me. I'm available to you virtually anytime. Although, I do cause a dear friend who wants to wreak with me this evening coming over, Dr. Ronda,"I say to her.

I step forward. I put my arms around her and lean in and kiss her. She responds a bit more than I anticipated. Her sass part and her glossa snakes its way into my mouth. I feel my prick beginning to tent out my apparel pants. She feels it as well, reaching down and squeezing my nearly raise cock. I caress her back. I begin to unbutton her blouse. I let it drop to the storey. I reach around and unclasp her bra letting it also fall to the floor. She begins to unbutton my shirt letting it devolve to the floor as well. Her helping hand begin to search my chest as she pulls my tee shirt over my head. I scoop her up in my arm, honeymoon manner and lay her on the play bed. I slide her morass off her. I see that she has these cute ecru lace panties. I remove them. While I'm standing at the side of the bed, I unbuckle my own trouser letting them descend to the floor. I slide my shorts down as well. I hear a small gasp as she sees my hard cock pointing to the ceiling.

I get into the bed, moving my face between her thighs and leaning in to lick her womanhood. She spreads her legs grasping my hair's-breadth and pulling me into her. I begin to bat and suck in her tasty sex. I feel her getting wetter with each slug. I gently put two finger's breadth inside of her scratch on her G-spot. This makes her moan loudly as she splashes my handwriting and wrist. She is moaning loudly now, pulling her knees up towards her face giving me more access to her womanhood. I keep curling my fingers inside of her making her climax Thomas More and more until the big one hit like a mac truck.

"OH GAWD David, THIS FEELS SO WONDERFUL, YOU ARE SO AMAZING, SHARON IS rightfield, YOU ARE AN AWESOME buff,"she says to me as a huge climax rolls through her body.

Another orgasm rolls through her body as I keep curling my digit on her G-spot."OH St. David, I'M CUMMING SO HARD….SO HARD….SO….HAA,"She doesn't finish the set phrase as a tertiary orgasm rolled through right on top of the 2nd one. I let her pucker her sess after the third climax. I pull her in close and just kiss her. She wraps her ramification around me and pulls me in tightly.

"St. David, this is so a good deal comfortably than anything that I've experienced before. Thank you for taking me away from that horrible spot. I guess at some point I need to go home and fix for tomorrow,"she says to me.

"BJ, you don't need to go menage tonight. I have plenty of room here. We'll work something out. I just know you will enjoy our group. This is only the origin of your sexual awakening,"I tell her.

She pulls herself into me and kisses me passionately. She lays her forefront on my chest and just Begin to circle her digit through my chest 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 ready. I gently get up from underneath BJ and head out, putting on my basketball shorts and a tee shirt. I leave my bedroom door open. 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 candy kiss 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 fun bed. Jill smiles and says, `` Well, that did n't take very long, '' giggling at me.

We all head down to the kitchen to get some 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 whole time.

I made myself a big plate of food. I thought about just how courteous my life has become since I became a chauffeur. Tomorrow is another day and Jill and I must meet this investing mathematical group about the knight racetrack. We all eat our dinner enjoying each early's company.

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