The Chauffeur ( # 28 ) Guns and other Stuff

By PABLO DIABLO

copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

When I woke up on Tues morning, Jill was still all entangled in me. It took a couple of minutes to unscramble and not arouse her. As I stepped into the shower, it dawned on me that neither the security Guy nor the gate multitude had made it here. I made a mental note to headphone both.

I knew that our rubber guy was now handling the ringlet modification at the mortarboard. penury to have Sharon ask him to stop by at his convenience and end up installing the safes that he left in one of the bedrooms.

I was excited with today's agenda having the Police pistol range on it. I am very 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 learn 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 base hit and usage. I suspected that both CG boys, Fred and maybe trick have experience with a small-arm. I haven't heard anything from any of the lady about late piece grooming. I smelled intellectual nourishment being cooked, Sir Francis Bacon and maybe some sausage balloon, eggs, and toast.

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 smiles on their faces as they were both excited in this break of the day adventure. They both kissed me, but their reasoning for knocking was to ask about if the instructor would be bringing enough weapons for all of us who are attending. I assured them he would hold 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 hall to our primary kitchen. To my surprise, I found both Sammy and Bobby cooking breakfast for everyone. bathroom and Diane were already eating, of course, with toilet, that was an enormous amount of money of food for thought he was consuming.

"goodness sunup everyone,"I said smiling.

I got luck of groans, a pair of good break of day back, and a dyad of completely silent because coffee berry had not taken effect yet.

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

Amy told me that the security bozo had already called and would be here shortly. The gate multitude said that since we had changed the name from The Commune to the Chateau it would take a bit more sentence to fix the name over the gate. The safe guy said he would take aid of the dependable's soon, as he was working diligently on the lock chamber of the Hawk.

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

Since I had already gotten dressed in my garb shorts and a Cuban style shirt, I headed outside to the pool house. I noticed the lightness on in the puddle nursing home that was now a porn studio. I knocked. Allison answered. I heard moaning and groaning in the background. I saw both twins on their articulatio genus in front of guy rope that I recognized from the porn diligence. I didn't see Belinda though. When I asked about her, Allison took my script and led me to a back bedchamber, where she was the centerpiece of a 12-man circle jerk. She whispered in my ear, how excited she was wearing her collar in the menage the other day and is looking forward to doing the same thing again.

I asked her how using the studio apartment was going, she said that she has had a terrible response and now has a small waiting list, that included a couple of guys that specialize in the BDSM lifestyle. 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 license, which I was not going to give her.

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

I squeezed her ass as I left the porn studio. As I walked back across to the mansion, I see John peering out the glass 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 smut studio as I saw their Light on,"He just shook his question and went on about his business.

This first light the house was buzzing. I wasn't sure what got everyone moving around so other, but with Bobby and Sammy cooking, the family smelled yummy. I took a plate full of testis, sausage, syrup, and toast. The hombre also set out a field glass of pineapple succus and Milk River for me. I sat at the kitchen tabular array thinking about what Mom had said about needing a stately dining elbow room table. She was right. I texted her that I had seen a Carya illinoensis board somewhere and thought it to be a beautiful table, but that our tabularise demand to be able to sit at least 20 people.

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

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

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

Both twins took to kissing John. They pushed their naked eubstance against him and began removing his wearing apparel. The first off thing he removed was his pocketbook. He now needed to dry it as soon as possible. Thankfully, he did not make his cadre phone in his pants pocket when he hit the water.

Corey dove under the water only to emerge with Saint John's pants and boxer shorts. John looked over at the theatre and just smiled. None of us cared if he has some pool sex with the similitude, in fact, I think a mates of the guys, like Marcus, envied trick. I leaned over to Marcus and told him to go junction Saint John, I 'm sure they would bang to possess you as an summation. Marcus wasted no clock time in getting up, shedding his clothes and went running out into the pond. 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 bedroom with Jill. She put them in the straw man bedroom behind the living room. I got up and headed there, with Amy following close behind. I opened the door to see about 50 FedEx box of diverse sizes. I didn't even fuck where to begin. I told Amy that I wanted the twins and Marcus to care the same sorting job here that they did at the Hawk.

As I went to reverse around, Amy cornered me. She put her arms around me and pulled me in for a kiss. I pulled her to me, figuring that she felt a bit lonely without Tina being here. I walked her out to the keep room. She shed her clothes quickly and began shedding mine. As we both got naked, she sat me down on the lounge and straddled my lap. She positioned herself over my manhood and lowered her sex onto me. I began slowly thrusting into her. She began moaning as we rocked together. She began kissing me, well, it was more like making out. We parted our lips allowing each other's tongue to enter our mouths. I felt her begin to orgasm on me, her body stiffening up as she expelled wetness onto my lap. I thrust into her as deeply as I could get.

I felt that marvelous stab as I began to charge circle after rope of my man seed into Amy. I pulled her into me, hugging her and kissing her. I felt her again reach an orgasm. This clock time her altogether body shook with an orgasmic rush. We declared our bed for each other as I shot another troll of sperm into her. She wrapped her lithe legs around me pulling me deeper into her as I shot again and again. Her centre glazed over, and I felt her consistence cramp underneath me yet again.

As we were uncoupling, my niggling Dakota came bounding out from her elbow room to see Amy and I untangling. She came right over to us, kissing each of us. I felt her hand rubbing my cum covered cock. Her illumine strokes felt wonderful. It didn't take long for me to be hard again just for her. She pulled Amy off me and planted herself down on my lap. She impaled herself onto my manhood in one deft front. We began to rock back and forth. We continued rocking back and forth for quite a foresightful time. She began kissing me, licking my neck, and playing with my ear. All of that felt wonderful. I thrust into her, shooting rope after circle 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 couch observation us and fingering her own cum filled snatch. She was making a mess on the leather couch. Her pussy was expelling all the cum that I had put in there. She pulled out two finger's breadth to the full of cum, licking them sportsmanlike. She moaned as she cleaned her own fingers. As my cock finally began to deflate, Amy took one stopping point lick of my turncock taking charge to clean the cum from Dakota off my humanity. Dakota just smiled seeing Amy being submissive to me yet again.

CHAPTER 2

As the fourth dimension for us to will quickly approached, I remembered that Fred had left one of the limos out into the courtyard. He got up, got dressed and headed outside to go fill up the limo. He returned to a lesser extent than a half hr 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 pistol range.

The other 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 period of the grouping all chose a car. All three limousine were full of our playgroup. Off we went to the pistol range.

Marcus was left behind with instructions about the security society along with statement that the gate people may record up as well as the locksmith putting the remaining rubber into various way around the house. He accepted the responsibility.

As we drove to the compass, Jill told us about how hard it was for her to read to qualify on the range in the devil dog, although she was using more than just a pistol, she had to characterise with a rifle as well.

Sharon told us about growing up in a planetary house where her Dad went hunting when the season came around. However, it was all a ruse to induce a girlfriend on the incline. Her Mom figured it out when he came home after a workweek of being gone ‘ hunting'but he had the exact Saami clothes on that he left in. She rummaged through his luggage only to find a cute lacy bra, certainly not one of her female parent ’. They divorced after that hunting time of year. He married his ‘ lady friend'about 6 months later.

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

Dakota had to be cajoled to blab about hired gun. She said she grew up in a tough locality, oodles of crowd, lots of unsavoury people many if not to the highest degree had a gun. She said in senior high school schooltime one of her admirer was brutalized at point. She was so shaken up that she ended up committing self-annihilation. She told us that she is very apprehensive about this training. Jill put her arm around Dakota and said something in her ear that I couldn't hear.

Then the burden was on me. I told them about the Sabbatum morning course that I took my son to when he was about 8. This really pissed off his Mother, but I was intent on taking the ‘ fun'out of handling a firearm. We sat and listened to an instructor teach the kids about the difference between a revolver and a semi-automatic side arm. He showed the kid how to be able to look at a artillery and cognise if there is a safety or not, how to load and unload a shooting iron, as well as how to clean a artillery properly. I explained that at his age all his friends were enamored with gun for hire. He told me various yr later as he became a teenager that his expert champion baton nearly shot the class dog. He had found his Dad's .45 under his pillow and ran around the inside of the star sign when it went off. The dog ran and hid underneath a bed. He remembers how Billy just dropped the gun on the floor and went running to his bedroom knowing that he was getting a beating when Dad got home. As I told this storey, 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 respective limo. The instructor introduced himself and his help since Dakota had warned him about how tumid our group would be.

We all followed him into a classroom character setting where the learning would commence. He had many More pistol than we needed, which was a rest to me.

As we all took a seat, I noticed that Dakota was seated right next to Jill. Fred, both CG male child already had firearms and carry permission. The instructor had us occupy out the carry permit form if we wished to be cleared to hold and do by a firearm.

The first two hour of the preparation were…. well…. boring. Necessary, but boring.

Before we were even allowed to handle a firearm, we had to croak a shortly quiz about handling a gun that the teacher had put together. It was a agile quiz, but it took everyone off sentry duty a bit. Surprisingly John and Dakota both finished ahead of everyone else. Jill and I were moments behind. The instructor told us as we were working on the quiz that as you finish you then get to pick a gun to take with.

John chose a Smith & Wesson .357 Dakota took hold of a pocket-sized smith 9mm that fit her hand.

Jill took hold of a Glock 9mm. I picked up a bombastic version of Dakota's metalworker 9mm, this one had a longer stock that fit my manus better.

Mom, well she was quite funny, she picked up a gun like she was picking up a drained 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 power to overmaster her. He gave her a take blazon semi-automatic. It fit her hired man and coming from Fred she kissed him on the cheek.

Sharon, Paula, Allison, Donna, and Jennifer all relied on someone else to choose their gun. Of grade, John wanted to usher off, but the CG boys kept him in his fanny.

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 succeeding to St. John explaining that although a .357 is a keen gun, it's better suited for the motion picture and not in tangible life. He selected a smith & Wesson 9mm which St. John the Apostle took reluctantly and gave up the gravid revolver.

In my head, I again see the maturity point of Saint John the Apostle growing. Not all that long ago, he would experience argued about what gun he wanted, but here he listened to ground and made the switch. Maybe I need to include him in a real number work session with me.

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

The instructor divided the group down the middle of the class. One half of the course went with the main teacher, the early one-half went with the help. We all got up and followed our respective teacher with him putting each of us at severalise stalls in which to shoot from.

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

Somehow, John ended up on the former side of me. Jill laughed when she saw me and my shadower, even Dakota laughed a bit seeing Gospel According to John next to me.

In my head, it thought this to be a rather easy task, boy was I unseasonable. I guess I should be happy that we were all shooting in the Lapplander direction at least. It was unclutter who had handgun training and who did n't. I was n't bad, all my cycle at least hit the target newspaper publisher. However, poor Paula and Jennifer had no rounds hit the object paper. They were both ready to give up almost immediately. The primary coil instructor moved Jennifer and Paula closer to the CG boys, that way each one of them could present them assuage proposition about being more successful.

Sammy and Bobby also helped. They each made gentle proposition 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 fire all five round 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 bozo, Fred, and Sammy and Bobby all had put their rounds inside the black, but the CG hombre and Fred all hit center heap. The instructor offered to commute the target paper from a target to one of a ‘ bad guy ’, Dakota readily accepted the offer.

It was as if a luminosity switch turned on with Dakota. She put her next five all in the aspect of the bad guy……all five ! She smiled at her resolution, Jill laughed even the instructor made acknowledgment that sometimes you just require something more than a newspaper publisher butt to defecate things click.

The secondary coil teacher went along the shooting demarcation offering to change from targets to the bad guy butt, John wanted to try. He did ok, all five of his shots hit the guy, but there was no grouping. Bobby stepped over to John and suggested that he hold the gun with one handwriting and the other hand act as a bag underneath the gun stock to preserve the recoil to a minimum. When John tried the prompting, he got four out of the five together with the fifth part one not office of the radical but directly between the middle. John was set up to be done after seeing that. We all laughed at our new ‘ gunslinger ’. What surprised me the most was the guardianship Jill was showing Dakota on how to properly utilize her weapon.

Dakota would study her five shots, Jill would ease up her advice, and then Dakota would fuel five to a greater extent. Clearly, Dakota was determined to master this and kept at it until her shooting became much better.

I asked the instructor if we could get all our military people lined up next to each other and have ourselves a little shoot off. He shrugged his shoulder joint and asked the group if they would be willing, which they all agreed. In my head, I thought that one of the CG son would rise to the top. However, it was a surprise to me that although the CG male child were striking, Fred and Jill took top honors. Fred put all five of his again center mass on the regular target. Jill used the bad-guy quarry and put all five squarely in the thorax. The CG boys all had focus on spate gibe, but each one had one single shot that drifted and touched the cable, whereas Fred did not.

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

The other madam all enjoyed the event, but they didn't believe that they would ever want this skill. However, Sharon also kept at the shooting trying to get over the science as well. She was quite the spitfire, not leave to quit. Mom, well she really didn't spirit comfortable using the gun, but she did anyway. She kept trying until all five of her shots hit the target at least.

I was impressed that both Sharon and Dakota were determined to control this accomplishment. John, well he was his usual bathroom ego, but he again showed star sign of maturity when he was given advice on how to further his shooting attainment set. All in all, we had a great time. The instructor took a group pic of everyone together holding their gun in social movement 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 fourth dimension for another great lunch at Fred's darling Italian eating place. Mom was excited to hear we would be going back there. In her nous our rock star would still be there, however, the rest of us just rolled our eyes thinking to ourselves ‘ you wish'. It dawned on me that I had made a hope and had not followed through. Before we all got into the auto, I pulled Fred aside and spoke to him. He assured me that he would take care of what I was asking.

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

Everyone seemed all hyped up as if adrenaline was pumped into everyone. There was tons of chattering heading to the eatery. Mom, Jill, and Sharon were all talking as if they were sisters talking about the cute boy in senior high school.

"Daddy, would it be OK with you if I went family instead of eating luncheon with everyone ? I'm feeling a bit nauseated and the persuasion of garlic dough is making my tum do flip flops,"Dakota said to me.

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

'' That would be o.k., 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 naught to worry about she was just a bit nauseated.

I got out and everyone else got out of their limo. The CG boys were quite happy as they had never ridden in a limo before today. Yet, the buzz was still about the gun class and the shot. Everyone congratulated Jill on kicking the hell out of the others, but Jill being Jill politely told everyone that they all ‘ let'her win. In my chief, 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 eggbeater is far dissimilar than shooting a pistol.

Fred left with Dakota. Jill knew by my face that I was worried about her. The live on two prison term we had pregnancy publication, there was Thomas More to it than just being nauseated. I decided to send for Dr. Ronda.

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

"fountainhead, my sexy favorite, I'm actually calling you to please give Dakota a phone call. She is skipping dejeuner with the gang and is headed back to the house. I'm sure that I'm just being a big old worry-wort, but I want to err on the star sign of forethought. Will you mark off on her as a favor to me ? '' I ask.

"favorite, for you I'd do just about anything. I'll call her when we hang-up. But don't be surprised if I'm at your family collecting my doctor fees,"She gives me a immediate headphone kiss and hang up.

Jill fret my spine, she knows that I'm worried.

Jill's earphone buzzes.

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

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

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

"What was that all about ?"I ask.

"A large stockholder of Churchill pile wants to buy all of our gymnastic horse track. He's put an investor chemical group together and they would like to encounter with us tomorrow morning at the mortarboard. They wanted to make sure they were not intruding on any funeral or family time with respect to Bob Jaxson."She says to me.

"Well, darling, you've told me that the tracks are capital cash cows, their operating toll and financial obligation indemnity 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 full estimate. What do you retrieve ?"I say to Jill as we go inside the restaurant.

"If we can, I say trade them all. Right now, they are all in the black, but it wouldn't take much for that to change."Jill tells me as I hold her hind end out for her.

"Didn't we get them in the Happy, Happee Limo deal ? Weren't they bought under the limo permit and we acquired them for future to nothing like the recording studio ?"I ask.

"Yes, we did. Let me convey a quick feel but off the top of my heading we may be able to get them to take the unscathed package, including that one in upstate New York that hasn't made money in three or four years."Jill says. I just have intercourse it when she gets into the business manner, she is so sexy then.

The owner comes over to greet us. Before we even say anything, he has two bottles of Chianti and three basketball hoop of Allium sativum bread being delivered to the table. He also has various spectacles of water. Fred had mentioned that we would like water with the meal. The owner did inquire where Fred was. I told him he is running one of our party home, as she wasn't flavor well.

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

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

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

"What's it for ?"She asks.

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

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

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

"Um, add up to opine about it, no,"she replies.

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

"Didn't she tell you ? She went to the business office 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 remember her saying she was uncomfortable with accelerator pedal,"I reply.

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

"Hey, where's Diane ?"

"She's at piece of work. She didn't want to do the gun thing, but she felt she should be at piece of work if not with us. I told her she was being overly raw, but she's serious about making sure you're happy with her,"toilet tells me.

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

John takes out his sound and dials it and hands it to me.

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

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

"OH jack"she replies.

"ducky, why are you at oeuvre ? This was supposed to be an come out day for everyone,"I say to her.

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

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

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

"No, I just had a duet of sandwiches that I made before I left the house this morning 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 talking about fixing that tonight. I want you to have a smart beautiful kid, even if St. John is the Father,"I say looking at John and laughing. She laughs as well, even John chuckles.

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

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

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 pulls my chair over as well making room for Sharon.

I put her denture of nutrient down at the empty spot, wait for the chair to be set in stead and hold Sharon's hand as she sits down.

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

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

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

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

"commodity, 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 have umber, water, juice ready for tomorrow. We have an investment group meeting Jill and me tomorrow. Can you have that ready for us ? '' I ask of her.

Sharon stops eating and dials up the authority and has a quickly conversation with individual and in just a couple of minutes she has everything set up. I smile and thank her. She goes back to eating. As Fred joins us, everyone welcome's him. He sits down succeeding to Bobby and Sammy who are stuffing their faces almost as fast as lav, which I didn't think anyone could even get along close.

We all sit and take up our clock time enjoying the food and the friendship of everyone at the table. Fred tells me that Dakota got a margin call in the car from Dr. Ronda and that she will hold back by tonight just to hold on Dakota.

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

I just laugh.

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

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

CHAPTER 3

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

"We're not,"

"But you said…."she says.

"Just trust me,"I tell her.

We don't traveling too far, about three miles before we pull into our destination. A Mercedes dealership. Sharon's eyes get big then tear up. I just smile. The driver pulls the car up to the front doorway of the dealership. We get out and walk inside.

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

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

She picks up the earphone and telephone dial person up.

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

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

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

We turn around and see a lovely young woman standing with a big smiling on her face.

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

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

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

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

"well sir, we don't sell cable car,"she replies.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Oh WOW, I wish more party boss bought cars for their people,"BJ says.

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

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

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

'' Yes, sir. I would be happy to facilitate you. Do you cause a modelling picked out and do you get laid what color is uncommitted in the model ?"She asks.

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

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

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

'' Yes, Ma'am. We have one of each. They are also available in black, silver, and ovalbumin,"she explains.

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

"darling, it's your car, chose what you want,"I tell her.

"BJ may I see the red one ?"

"Certainly, delight follow me. I just have to barricade at our security department desk present them your license and get the keys,"she explains.

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

"Would you expect anything lupus erythematosus from your boss ?"I reply smiling the unit time.

BJ stops at the security desk who takes our licence and runs them through a machine before he hands them back to her and gives her a set of keys as well.

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

BJ begins her rove about owning a Mercedes. 50 coats of paint, 15 pelage of clear lacquer, 5-star wreck rating, hand-stitched leather seats, seating for five, rear view photographic camera, blah, claptrap, claptrap. My eyes roll listening to the prepared words about the Mercedes.

"BJ can we take the vehicle for a psychometric test thrust ?"I ask.

She opens the door and Sharon gets in the number one wood's seat. I get in the rearwards bottom and BJ gets in the rider incline. Once we are all in and secured with the seat belts, she hands Sharon the key fob. Sharon starts the car. She is so delirious that her hands are almost shaking.

Sharon listens intently to BJ explain things about this model. I just sit back and listen. The test thrust takes more than an hour 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 make wads of money selling these railway car. I've been working here 3 calendar month now and have not sold even one car. I've gotten close twice, but they did not stipulate for financing. I feel like I got hoodwinked, but I owe them for 12 weeks of a standoff with no sales,"she explains to Sharon and me.

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

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

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

"Well sir, I only got my AA point in business finance. I would really like to have an berth job working regular 60 minutes but feeling like I was accomplishing things,"BJ tells me.

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

"Absolutely hirer !"She says back.

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

"Oh no sir, that one is more expensive. This one that we're in is $ 61,000 that dispirited one you saw is $ 83,000,"she tells us.

As Sharon pulls the car back onto the lot of the Mercedes franchise BJ directs her where to park the vehicle.

"well, Sharon is this your car, or do you want to quiz 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 blab to your gross revenue manager,"I tell BJ.

We get out and headland inside. She stops at the certificate desk and hands the key fob back to the security measure guard. She walks us to this midget office with a inexpensive desk that has two icky firmly plastic president. She tells us she will be aright back with her gross sales manager.

It only takes a brace of transactions before she appears with a guy who epitomizes the very definition of a exploited car salesman. She introduces him as Tony Rollo.

"howdy sir, I'm Tony Rollo, sales handler. BJ tells me that you're looking to buy that nice red E300. She's a beaut, isn't she ?"He says to me, but what I hear in my head is claptrap, rant, blah. My promontory likened the sound to the teacher's interpreter in the old Charlie Brown University cartoons.

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

"Well, you're in lot, we have a not bad deal on special financing for all new client,"he begins.

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

"wellspring sir, we haven't discussed…."

I cut him off mid-sentence."Mr. Hrolf, do you desire to make water a sales agreement, or do you want to waste my metre. I have little patience for clock time cachexy. I work for a living. If you can't secernate me what I asked you for either get your political boss or I'm going to your contest,"I tell him sternly. I see BJ's eyes get bad. Apparently, she hasn't seen anyone put Mr. Hrolf in his place.

"Sir, I'll be ripe back with my Bos. The owner of the dealership,"He gets up sounding a bit defeated.

He returns a match of minutes latterly with a slender man.

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

Klaus extends his hand and we shake.

"Mr. Klaus, we came in here to buy a Mercedes. No financing just to buy the shit car. Yet, your man here seems to want to ravage my time. I work for a livelihood and would wish to get back to doing what I do. So, I'll ask you the same question What is the safe out the threshold Mary Leontyne Price on that red Mercedes that we just prove drove with this hardworking peeress BJ ?"I say in a strict voice, now getting a bit annoyed.

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

"And what if we want the Amytal 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 upright price to me and these are out the door Mary Leontyne Price, tax, tag, and all your little preprinted fees ?"I ask.

"OK, I'll take both and I want your assurance that BJ here gets the credit rating for the sale. I'm only here because she worked so hard on this cut-rate sale. If I didn't need to get back to crop soon, I would throw just left and gone to your competition. How foresighted do you mean this will read ?"I say with an air of superiority.

"Sir, we will birth all the paperwork done and the cars prepare in to a lesser extent than 90 minutes. Will that be sufficient ?"Klaus says to us. However, I see Sharon having a knockout time sitting still in her chair, the uncomfortable chair.

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

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

We go in and sit down. BJ tries to exempt herself to go back out front line to await for another customer.

"Oh no BJ, you get to quell in here with us. You're our sales person you get to reap the rewards of selling us not one but TWO cars,"I say to her in battlefront of Mr. Rollo.

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

The three of us chat and jest about spate of things. Sharon goes on a sales pitch to BJ about how good of a genus Bos I've been. She tells her about today's adventure, the gun range, the class on gun safety, the mythological lunch, and now getting her a new car. I think to myself that BJ is truly a beauty. She is certainly more beautiful than the 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 place and sits down across the desk from us. She turns her paperwork around so we can see the two sales contracts as she goes over them line by contrast. Once she is done, she asks for payment. I write out the check to the figure of the franchise and in the sum of $ 138,000, signing my name at the backside. She looks at the check 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 jail cell phone scene of us. I tell her only if our sales person BJ is in the photo.

The three of us stand together, the ladies flanking me as the back-office madam snaps three pic trying to make sure she gets a sound one. I ask that a copy goes to BJ as her first sale. She assures me that one will.

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

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

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

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

"Ah, Mr. Rollo, I want to thank you. You made it easy for BJ to stop your firm. I'm taking her with us. If you think she still owes your firm money, feel free to send me the placard. I'll have my forensic legal team go over what you say she owes you channel by line. Should we obtain even one centime out of place, I'll have no pick but to file complaints with the California Better Business Bureau, the California Department of stage business, AAA, and any former agency I can think of. Please tell Mr. Klaus we thank him. cheerio Mr. Rollo, '' I say to him as I get up and leave with BJ and Sharon.

As we walk to the room access, I bridge player BJ the keys to the Amytal car.

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

BJ stops, turns around and runs over to a desk. She opens the bottom drawer and pulls out a bag. She walks back over to me, stopping at the security system desk and handing over her key fruit and security measure tag to the guard and says adios to him.

"BJ, please paw me your headphone,"I say to her.

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

As I get into the red Mercedes with Sharon, my phone buzzes. 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 sanction to sign up a check for that amount,"Jill says to me.

"fountainhead, Sharon has a new car. I'm very glad that I fulfilled my promise to her when I hired her. Hey, I have an approximation about tomorrow, let me speak to you when we get home, oh, and I have another new individual to link up 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 minute, you would also. I can't wait until you see the car that David bought for me,"Sharon says as she hands the phone back to me. It dawns on me that we'll need BJ to set up the blue sky tooth in both gondola when we get to the house.

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

Sharon parks her car in the absolute midpoint of the courtyard. BJ parks the blue car adjacent to Sharon's car. We get out of the auto and head to the door. BJ is shocked and amazed. When we open the door and go inside, I was worried for a mo that she might just pass out. Her headspring is swirling, and she is spinning around trying to see everything. Sharon takes her hand and tells her to follow her.

Jill and Dakota come bouncing over to me. Both of my dame give me a big romantic kiss. I take Jill by the hand and claim her outside to the court. I ask her,"Jilly, what's your dearie vividness ?"

"Blue"

"OH, MY GAWD, Jacques Louis David, IS THAT FOR ME ?"She says screaming with excitement. Dakota follows her over to the car. I toss her the key fob and tell her to take away it for a tailspin. Both she and Dakota get in the car. They slowly circle around and then peel out of the court heading down the servicing route at some ungodly speed, screaming all the way.

I shake my promontory and base on balls back inside. Sharon comes bouncing over to me and gives me a huge passionate kiss, right in social movement of BJ. When she breaks from the kiss, she takes BJ's hand and tells her that she's going to get a tour of the hutch.

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

"I'm making grilled Chicken to toss into freshly made alfredo and egg noodles. Sammy is making some digit food appetiser and I think he's going to make a multiple layered vanilla and strawberry cake for afters,"Bobby tells me. I look at the microwave clock and see that it is after 5pm. I feel bush and sit down at the table.

I have a finespun pair of hands cover my oculus, but by the perfume, I can tell that the hands belong to Amy.

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

"Yes, my near, Jill does have fear of all the real bills. However, I'm dead reckoning that our guest is Dr. Ronda. She's referring to wanting to flirt 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 assistant at the war hawk, so please make her feel welcome,"I say to Amy.

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

"St. David,"I correct her.

"Or papa,"Amy interjects.

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

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

"BJ, in the test drive you made honorable mention that you dated an sometime man for a bit who convinced you to suit a car salesman ? By chance, was the elderly guy Mr. Rollo ?"I ask her.

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

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

"What do you entail ?"she asks.

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

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

Melanie comes around the nook. She kisses me and sits in the electric 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 supporter,"I tell Mom.

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

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

I see in BJ's eye that she has inquiry, I get up kiss Mom and even buss BJ on the top of her head and head back towards my bedroom to take a promptly shower.

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

"Amy, favorite, where is everyone ?"

"Well, John and Jennifer went downtown to get Diane from the office. The two CG guys are out-of-door at the pool and the counterpart are in the pool with them. Belinda and Allison are working in the studio. Well, you know where Jill and Dakota are. Mom you just saw in the kitchen. Paula went to the limousine company as she had an number she had to even up. Donna went to the Call center, she wanted to determine on something that she suspects happens when she's not there, so she wanted to make them a surprise visit. Fred is taking the limo back. I don't know where Marcus is, and brand Newberg said he would be back after 530pm. And of course, I'm here available to you if you want me, anytime you want me,"Amy says with a twinkle in her eye.

I put my weapon system around her and pull her to me. She stands on her tippy-toes to kiss me. We stand there for several minutes just kissing. I pull her tightly to me. She puts her weapons system around my neck. I feel her petite body imperativeness itself against me. I hear her moan into my mouth as we continue our kiss.

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

"Sir, I'm not sure how well-heeled I feel. This is so surrealistic. You take me away from the franchise, you bring me to your home, you have all these beautiful fair sex. What the heck do you see in me ?"BJ says.

"BJ you're a beautiful woman. Would I like to cause physical familiarity with you ? ABSOLUTELY ! But, only if you 're willing. Everyone who is part of my playgroup does this because they love sex and delight making somebody else feel unspoilt. Everything is consensual and none of it has anything to do with their job. Play, don't caper, it's all up to you. We have lots of good-looking guys and other than lavatory and Diane and Jill and I everyone is single. John and Diane are engaged, but they play with everyone. Jill and I are conjoin, but we also play with everyone. If you would like to play, just pick someone out and trifle, we're a very friendly clump. If you are bisexual, virtually all our charwoman here are bisexual. If you know what a swinger is, that probably defines us the best,"I say to her.

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

'' BJ, this is not a challenger. 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 sr. than you but he 's a really lover. All the women just love to play with him. I think that he would be a enceinte beginning guy to play with."I tell her.

"wellspring, sir, if you think he's a good one to start with, I'll be uncoerced 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.

"favorite, you don't need to play up to me. I'm usable to you virtually anytime. Although, I do throw a dearly champion who wants to play with me tonight coming over, Dr. Ronda,"I say to her.

I step forward. I put my limb around her and lean in and kiss her. She responds a bit more than I anticipated. Her sass share and her clapper snakes its way into my oral cavity. I feel my peter beginning to tent out my dress pants. She feels it as well, reaching down and squeezing my nearly erect cock. I caress her back. I begin to unbutton her blouse. I let it drop down to the floor. I reach around and unclasp her bra letting it also fall to the floor. She begins to unbutton my shirt letting it strike to the floor as well. Her hands begin to explore my chest as she pulls my tee shirt over my psyche. I scoop her up in my limb, honeymoon style and lay her on the period of play bed. I slide her slacks off her. I see that she has these cute beige lacing step-in. I remove them. While I'm standing at the position of the bed, I unbuckle my own pant letting them fall to the floor. I slide my boxers down as well. I hear a small gasp as she sees my intemperately cock pointing to the ceiling.

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

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

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

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

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

She pulls herself into me and kisses me passionately. She lays her foreland on my chest and just Begin to encircle her fingerbreadth through my chest haircloth. It doesn't take yearn before I hear her lightly snoring as she has fallen asleep in my arms.

I hear Bobby and Sammy announce that dinner is gear up. I gently get up from underneath BJ and question out, putting on my basketball shorts and a tee shirt. I leave my bedroom door subject. When I get to the living room, Dakota and Jill are just coming back in with Brobdingnagian grin on their faces. Clearly, they loved Jill 's new car. I got kisses from Dakota and a big kiss from Jill. I whisper in Jill 's ear that we have a new member of the playgroup in our free rein bed. Jill smile and says, `` Well, that did n't shoot very long, '' giggling at me.

We all head down to the kitchen to get some food for thought. 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 solid time.

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

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