The Chauffeur………the Interview

BY : PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2018

CHAPTER 1

I never thought that at 40 I would be divorced. I have a capital son, that I don't get much time to see. I have the common banknote like mortgage, car defrayment, and now, nestling keep. Somehow, it just doesn't seem funfair that the innocent party in a divorce gets raked over the coal by family motor lodge.

I have no objection paying child backing. However, in my province men almost always recede.

To keep on up my bills, I was forced to look for a component time job. I work 40-50 time of day a week as a eatery manager. Yet, that money was no longer enough to keep my fiscal brain above water.

I called several friend inquiring if they knew any voice time jobs that I could remove on. Everyone said the same thing to me that ‘ times were tough ’.

I went online looking for part time workplace and ran across an ad for number one wood needed. I waited until Mon to visit the telephone number listed inquiring about the position. To my surprise, a delightful gentlewoman answered the phone with a slight southerly drawl to her vocalization.

"Thank you for calling Happy, Happee limousine. This is Tina speaking. Do you need a limousine for pickup or airport servicing ?"Her voice just seemed to ‘ smile'over the phone.

I hesitated for a moment before answering,"Neither, I'm calling about a position that I saw your troupe post online for a driver."

"Oh, that's handled by Sasha. Please hold while I connect you."Tina replied.

I waited for what seemed like an 60 minutes but, most likely just 5 minutes or so. Finally, a cleaning lady with a deep Eastern European accent answered. My head quickly thought of the old cartoon"Boris and Natasha"as Sasha's articulation sounded just like Natasha.

"Um, hi there, my name is Jacques Louis David and I'm calling about the driver position that you have advertised online.

Sasha's reply was that the billet was to drip off and pick up multitude as directed by the starter. In the slow times, the driver is to either patrol the drome arrival orbit or await outside one of the half dozen top end resort hotels that they have contracts. The office revolves carrying their clientele to whatever destination they requested for a flat fee.

In my pass, it sounded like a decorous job. I asked what the working hours that would be required of me. Sasha told me that I needed to meet with her at the limo spot Tuesday about 8 pm. She also went on to assure me that I needed to assume my best dress cause, so she could make trusted that I would be dressed appropriate if they were to offer me the position.

On Tuesday, I showed up at the destination she gave me about 15 moment early. I parked my Toyota Corolla, got out, checked my suit, and sprayed a wad atomiser in my mouth. The courtship I wore has opprobrious slackness and a inglorious dress suit coat. I wore my favored cobalt wild blue yonder long sleeved plume shirt with a dull maroon tie with a matching maroon handkerchief. I made sure to polish my black whang and black frock shoes just to impress.

I was neural to say the least. I had not been on a job audience in several year. My meat was pounding as I looked at the marvelous office edifice. I rang the buzzer on the front door and a rather magnanimous bald-pated mordant man answered. I introduced myself and he replied,"Oh you're the one here for the job. C'mon in. demand the elevator to the 8th floor and you will see the signs for the limo company. Good Luck."

To me, the elevator ride seemed unawares, but then again, there was no one else using it. When I arrived at the ‘ Happy, Happee Limo'door a hand-written polarity taped to the doorway read"whack loudly"which I did.

A cute mid-20's slender black cleaning lady answered. She farseeing branch, lowly but pert bosom, and a beautiful smile. I asked,"Sasha ? ”. She chuckled at me and said,"No, I'm Tina. You must be David. seminal fluid on in and follow me but, please be quieten as our telephone girls are talking to customers."

I did as I was told and followed her silently. While we were walking through the large conference area, there seemed to be lots of college aged adult female on the earpiece. Since my heart was pattering about a thousand air mile a minute I really didn't pay attention to the phone conversations.

Tina and I arrived at a beautiful set of replicate room access. I noticed that they seemed to be out of place for an power. They had the appearance of something from a church or castle. Big thick heavy wood room access with what appeared to be an old iron knob nail with a frame key hole.

I smiled to myself thinking that this shoes is becoming more worry by the minute.

Tina knocked and walked right through the door. I followed and to my surprise there was a very marvelous statuesque woman with shank length straight blond hair. She was dressed in a sinister leather stays with cope with black-market shorts and thigh high leather rush. The air in the ‘ office'had the distinctive scent of clove from some variety of incense burning in a corner of the room.

"Sasha, this is Jacques Louis David your 8 o'clock interview. Shall I wait, or would you like me to go back to the headphone ?"Tina inquired.

"stand by the room access. You will be needed in a few minutes."Sasha replied in a toilsome accent.

CHAPTER 2

I'm sure that my face was covered with bewilderment. I stood silently with my work force starting to perspire.

Sasha began to speak,"Mr. David, you appear to keep up directions dependable. We expect our employees to be able-bodied to fall out directions specifically. We also expect that whatever you see and hear in your limousine remains a orphic with anyone except me. Is that understood Mr. David ?"

"Yes Ma'am."I replied beginning to worry about how drop-dead gorgeous Sasha and Tina appeared which got my cock stirring.

"Ok, Mr. David, commencement. Please shake off your pants."Sasha directed.

"What ?"

"You get one Sir Thomas More chance Mr. David, DROP YOUR PANTS."Sasha demanded.

In my head, I thought if this was even legal to ask but needing the job I complied. I unbuckled my knickers, undid the clasp, and unzipped letting my pants fall to the floor around my ankles.

Sasha used her index finger to beckon Tina to come over to her. Tina came over to her and stood silently.

"Tina, turn back out Mr. David. I want to make sure he ‘ measures up ’."Sasha said with a wicked grin.

Tina walked over to me and inspected the bulge in my boxer briefs. Nervously, I just stood there.

She reached out her hand and caressed my now mostly erect cock. In doing that, she turned her head and smiled a big smile back at Sasha. Then I felt soft delicate fingers inside of my shank dance orchestra and a forceful tug putting my boxershorts on top of my pants around my ankles.

Now, I was completely naked from the waistline to my ankles with my fully raise cock pointed up towards the ceiling. Still, I remained silent and still.

Tina grasped my concentrated humanity along the quill with one hand and ‘ weighted'my glob with the other. I heard a low guttural moan barely noticeable.

"Mr. Jacques Louis David, do you like sex ?"Sasha asked.

Trying to clear my head enough to resolve a lucid sentence, I replied,"Sure, doesn't everyone ?"

"Mr. David, that was a yes or no question."Sasha snapped back.

"Yes Ma'am. I do delight sex."

At this peak, I was trying to smother a moan since Tina was now stroking my cock and rubbing the pre-cum up and down the shaft.

My head was spinning ! Between Sasha's interesting appearance and Tina's hold of my rigid rooster, they really had my brain in overdrive.

Tina bent over at the waist and began to work the head of my cock. She swirled her spit around and around the thickset purple head. She lifted my peter and licked the bottom of it beginning at the base. Her early hired hand kept gently squeezing and massaging my balls.

I was trying hard to continue quiet. Tina licked and sucked my cock like soul who obviously had done this, many times before. To my surprise, a low moan escaped my mouth.

"Mr Saint David are you enjoying my Tina ?"Sasha inquired.

"Yes, absolutely !"

"Tina, would you enjoy Mr. Saint David fucking you ?"

"Oh yes !"Tina squealed.

"Good then, Mr. David, please bow my Tina over my desk. take her shortstop and please get down fucking her. We need to take in indisputable you can do the job."Sasha said with a big smile.

Tina stopped sucking my cock. She stood up square and walked over to an abandon 1/3 of her desk and hang over putting her head word on the desk facing Sasha. As I started to survey her, I remembered my pants and boxers were still around my ankle joint. I debated in my caput for a moment, should I pull them back up or kick them off ? I chose pulling them back up but, only enough to be able to walk over to Tina. When I reached her, I again dropped my trouser and boxers.

"Mr. David, you are to screw my Tina with no condom. You understand ?"Sasha asked.

My headspring did not even question why Sasha made that affirmation. I was on sexual overdrive at that import. It has been several weeks since I had sex. I grabbed my rock-hard manhood and put it at the entrance to her honey cakehole. I began slowly pushing the promontory in gently. I whispered in her ear,"Are you ok ? I'll go slow."

"Mister David, this is NOT making love. It is sex. If you can not make her orgasm in to a lesser extent than ten minute, then your interview is over. DO YOU UNDERSTAND Mr. St. David"Sasha said with a loud drill sergeant like tone.

"Yes Ma'am !"I answered not wanting this to end.

Never in my tempestuous aspiration had I ever even considered a ‘ job'interview such as this.

I put both of my hands-on Tina's hips and thrust my cock into her. I used force but, not so often that I would hurt her. She felt warm, wet and very tight.

Her pussy was grabbing my cock with some force. I could feel her womanhood as I penetrated her until my renal pelvis os reached her ass. I began thrusting in and out with purpose. This ‘ audience'was NOT going to end on a inadequate performance note.

Tina was moaning but, not with the vividness that I was anticipating. I began to get worried thinking about the clock that I was under. I kept thrusting harder and harder into her. I felt something hitting the top dog of my tool a couple of clip before I realized that it was her cervix.

I just kept up the furious see-saw motion in and out of her compressed wet woman hole.

I picked up the stride and began to pound her with everything I had. Finally, I started getting the moan and cries that I was expecting. My cock was finally bathed in her wetness. I felt her consistency tense up and she let out a loud scream of pleasure.

I kept on fucking her bringing Forth River another orgasm. This one obviously had her head spinning and her gulp for air. I felt her cleaning woman succus plash against my groin as I continued to lie with her.

"Mister David, you may give up now. Have you orgasmed yet ?"Sasha inquired.

"No Ma'am."

"Good, then you will come over to me and finish your fucking with me. You will fuck me as laborious or intemperate than my Tina. Do you empathize ? If you cum first this interview will be over. Do you understand ?"Sasha said with authority.

Once again, I answered,"Yes Ma'am ”.

I stood up with my drawers and boxers still around my ankles. I decided that they needed to come off and thus giving my cock a moment to reset. I was worried that I would cum first and that would make me very disappointed. So, my programme was to fuck Sasha as hard and as fast as I could possibly physically address all the while thinking of matter that had nada to do with sex.

I kicked off my skid, took off my wind sleeve, and stepped out of my pants and packer. I kicked them all over to the side away from the desk.

While I was doing that, Sasha ordered Tina to go clean herself and get back on the telephone. Tina complied.

Sasha then got out of her black shorts. I noted that she was completely shaved and thought to myself that Tina was also shaved.

I could reek the delicious odor emanating from Sasha's bald cunt. I asked Sasha to lie on her back in the same space on the desk that Tina was using just minutes before.

Sasha complied but noted that even though my prick looked big enough, she may be more difficult to make orgasm.

Although I was somewhat apprehensive, I stepped forward with all intention of completing the assignment or challenge as it were.

I took each ankle of Sasha's and put it over my shoulder. I grabbed her hips and slid her toward me on the desk. My turncock was now hard and make to go again.

"Remember what I told you Mister David !"Sasha reminded me.

I put my hard cock up against her fuck hole. I didn't enter her slowly or with gentleness. I pushed my intact 9 in into her as fast and as knockout as I could. Sasha's pussy was so very wet that it made sloshing sounds with me going in on the initiative push.

I heard a tatty grunt from my new fuck collaborator. I was balls deeply into her. I pulled almost all the way out and slammed back into her again and again. Harder and harder, I kept my step as fast and as furious as I could.

In my promontory, I was trying to opine of inane affair like getting my car's oil changed following hebdomad, what groceries did I need to buy, and when is my next dental consonant appointment.

Slap, smack, slap was the speech sound my clump were making as they kept hitting Sasha's ass. Sasha was moaning loudly but I wasn't convinced she was close to cumming yet. effort was now starting to take form on my forehead and drip onto Sasha's tight belly.

It dawned on me that I was forgetting something. Her clitoris ! With that thought firmly in my headland, I reached both workforce out to her sloshy pussy and began rubbing her button with my ovolo simultaneously. As I rubbed her clit in circuit, she really began moaning and squirming underneath me.

After just a couple of instant of cunt pounding and hard clitoris rubbing, her breath became stuttered and her moaning getting louder.

All at once, I felt my pecker and balls get splashed with her wetness. She let out a shrieking in some Eastern European language that I didn't understand. However, I assumed it was anathemise words since that seems to be what many, if not near fair sex, do when cumming that hard.

As she started to twist down after a few hour, I just kept hammering away at her puss with my steel hard cock.

Again, she splashed my full seawall expanse with her madam cum. I kept rubbing her clit. Forcing her to again curse in another language.

Finally, I said to her,"Sasha, do I have the position ? Do you desire me to keep going ?"

Tina came running into the room along with two early beautiful charwoman only to see me making Sasha cum again and again. Tina ran over to Sasha, while the other two women just looked at me with their back talk open.

I was now as bold as I could ever be making both Tina and Sasha cum multiple times and yet, not cumming myself. I smiled a big grinning !

As Tina pulled my hankie out of my coat air pocket to pass over Sasha's forehead, I felt that familiar twinge. My balls began to tighten up up. I knew that I was passing the compass point of no return yet, I was continuing to hammer away at Sasha's have intercourse hole.

"Sasha, I going to cum !"The moment that last word left my mouth I felt my cock mature inside of her and my putz emptied inside of Sasha. The first couple of spasms shot my sperm cell into her belly since the mind of my pecker was passing her cervix on each entry thrust.

As I started to cum bass inside of her, she splashed me once more. My cock and balls were now actually dripping with her lovemaking juice. Her ventilation became very quicksilver and her extraneous cursing began again.

As I began to run out of steam and my cock finished emptying into her, Sasha in an almost breathless voice,"Mister David, Mister St. David, delight stop. PLEASE, PLEASE stay ! ”.

I did not pay attention to one of the beautiful young peeress at the door, leaving for a present moment to get 2 warm wet helping hand towels and 2 dry hand towels to strip us up. Each woman at the door came over to us as we were uncoupling. One woman began wiping my now semi-erect cock with the warm wet towel. She made for certain she cleaned my cock, my egg, my intact genital organ area, as well as down the front and inside of my legs. Taking the dry towel next she first wiped the sweat off my face, leaning into me and giving me a yummy osculation rustling in my ear,"No one has ever done that to her. I think you're hired."

I smiled again with that cognition. As I was standing there getting cleaned up, the other charwoman was cleaning up Sasha.

Sasha finally began to mouth,"Mister David, obviously you passed your interview. I will now provide you usage in our company. How much pay would you need to pull in this your one and only job ? Clearly you have the necessary skills. So, I ask again. How often do you need to make this your only job ?"

I sat down on the death chair to put my boxers and pants back on. I tucked my now sweaty shirt into my pants before buckling my bash. I was trying to delay the answer, thinking about how much I currently made and how short-change I was every month since my divorce.

"$ 175,000 a year."I replied.

I currently made $ 125,000 managing the restaurant but, that included my common yearly bonus. If this job was going to be my lone source of income, then I needed it to handle all my disbursement as well as what I am behind.

Sasha sat quietly behind her desk. She looked at me with an strength but, I didn't think she was angry just in deep thought.

"No ! Mister David you will make a minimum of $ 200,000 a year. After 30 days, you will turn eligible to collect bakshish and get our monthly bonus. Our party will require that you sign a 5 year contract. You will work when we need you to work. Some weeks it may be only 35 to 40 hr and some weeks it may be as a great deal as 80 time of day. Our pile will ingest the usual boring benefits such as, medical exam and alveolar consonant. However, there will be other special welfare that we will discuss at another sentence. Do we let a deal Mister Jacques Louis David ? ”.

I sat in my chair in stunned secrecy. My head word was screaming to take the deal, take the deal, TAKE THE DEAL ! ! !

I smiled. I turned around to face Sasha and politely said,"Yes, that is an acceptable offer. However, I have two interrogation. First, what will my title of respect be ? moment, when would you favor me to begin ?"

Sasha, now glad that I accepted her crack said,"You will start next Mon Mr. David. Your title will be the Chauffeur. Mister David, my Tina will see you out. feature a good night and please cause nursing home carefully.

The end of part one : The Chauffeur……the interview

I hope you liked it and let me know. I would relish your comments ( good or bad ). Thanks ! ……PABLO