The Chauffeur ( # 28 ) Guns and Other Stuff

By PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

When I woke up on Tuesday sunup, Jill was still all entangled in me. It took a couplet of minutes to untangle and not stir up her. As I stepped into the shower, it dawned on me that neither the security measures guy cable nor the gate people had made it here. I made a genial Federal Reserve note to earphone both.

I knew that our safe guy was now handling the lock changes at the mortarboard. Need to take Sharon ask him to give up by at his convenience and finish installing the prophylactic that he left in one of the bedrooms.

I was excited with today's schedule having the law pistol range on it. I am very funny 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 discover and how many limos we need for everyone to travel.

Roger had set us up with somebody that he knew and trusted in teaching small-arm condom and usage. I suspected that both CG male child, Fred and maybe toilet have experience with a firearm. I haven't heard anything from any of the ma'am about previous firearm training. I smelled food being cooked, Baron Verulam and maybe some sausage, 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 smiling on their faces as they were both excited in this mornings risky venture. 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 experience 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 mansion house to our primary kitchen. To my surprise, I found both Sammy and Bobby cooking breakfast for everyone. John and Diane were already eating, of course of action, with St. John, that was an enormous amount of food he was consuming.

"Good Morning everyone,"I said smiling.

I got lots of moan, a couple of commodity mornings back, and a couple 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 kiss him, which drew a big gag from everyone.

Amy told me that the security guy cable had already called and would be here shortly. The gate masses said that since we had changed the name from The Commune to the Chateau it would shoot a bit Thomas More time to fix the name over the gate. The condom guy said he would take care of the condom's soon, as he was working diligently on the locks of the Hawk.

I pointed out to Amy that we needed a place for her to have the security department to be set up, easily approachable to her, and being recorded on a swarm server. She said she already had a localisation set up just off the primary kitchen with a lower-ranking placement in the big kitchen. I was glad she had a plan in mind.

Since I had already gotten dressed in my dress underdrawers and a Cuban style shirt, I headed outside to the pool home base. I noticed the lights on in the pool house that was now a porn studio. I knocked. Allison answered. I heard moaning and groaning in the setting. I saw both twins on their knee joint in front of guys that I recognized from the porn industry. I didn't see Belinda though. When I asked about her, Allison took my paw and led me to a back sleeping room, where she was the centrepiece of a 12-man circle jerk. She whispered in my ear, how excited she was wearing her collar in the house 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 marvelous response and now has a small waiting tilt, that included a couplet of Guy 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 office 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 front-runner submissive. This made her smiling. She offered her service 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 porno 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 St. John, it's not what you are hoping happened. I was just checking on our porn studio as I saw their lights on,"He just shook his head word and went on about his business.

This good morning the house was buzzing. I wasn't sure what got everyone moving around so early, but with Bobby and Sammy cooking, the household smelled delicious. I took a photographic plate full of eggs, sausage, syrup, and toast. The guy cable also set out a glass of pineapple juice and milk for me. I sat at the kitchen table thinking about what Mom had said about needing a ball dining room table. She was rightfulness. I texted her that I had seen a Carya illinoensis table somewhere and thought it to be a beautiful tabular array, but that our table need to be capable to seat at to the lowest degree 20 people.

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

Jilly also filled a coffee cup, but she also held a plate out looking for food for thought. Sammy gladly heaped food for thought 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 patty with the sugary substance.

I heard a spatter and looked out to see the two twins naked in the pool. This drew a chortle from the inside group. I sent John out there to hold in 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 puddle fully clothed. Those of us who were watching laughed out loudly. John was happy being in the pool with two naked twins. I looked around but didn't see Diane anywhere.

Both twins took to kissing John. They pushed their au naturel eubstance against him and began removing his clothes. The start affair he removed was his notecase. He now needed to dry it as soon as possible. Thankfully, he did not have his cell phone in his pants sack when he hit the water.

Corey plunk under the H2O only to come forth with John's bloomers and boxer short. John looked over at the house and just smiled. None of us cared if he has some pond sex with the counterpart, in fact, I think a couple of the guys, like Marcus, envied John. I leaned over to Marcus and told him to go junction John, I 'm sure they would love to have you as an addition. Marcus wasted no time in getting up, shedding his apparel and went running out into the pool. I saw carol swimming 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 forepart bedroom behind the animation way. I got up and headed there, with Amy following close behind. I opened the threshold to see about 50 FedEx boxes of various sizes. I didn't even cognize where to start out. I told Amy that I wanted the Twins and Marcus to handle the Lapplander sorting job here that they did at the Hawk.

As I went to twist around, Amy cornered me. She put her subdivision 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 aliveness room. She shed her dress 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 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 clapper to enter our mouths. I felt her Menachem Begin to orgasm on me, her dead body stiffening up as she expelled wetness onto my lap. I thrust into her as deeply as I could get.

I felt that tremendous twinge as I began to dash rope after rope of my man source into Amy. I pulled her into me, hugging her and kissing her. I felt her again reach an climax. This time her altogether body shook with an orgasmic rush. We declared our jazz for each early as I shot another one shot of sperm into her. She wrapped her lithe peg around me pulling me mysterious into her as I shot again and again. Her eyes glazed over, and I felt her body spasm underneath me yet again.

As we were uncoupling, my little 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 prick. Her swooning 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 movement. We began to rock back and forth. We continued rocking back and Forth for quite a foresightful sentence. She began kissing me, licking my neck, and playing with my ear. All of that felt wonderful. I thrust into her, shooting rophy after rope into her. She moaned in add together banker's acceptance, declaring her dearest for me yet again.

Amy didn't leave us, she sat on the end of the couch watching us and fingering her own cum filled snatch. She was making a deal on the leather sofa. Her pussy was expelling all the cum that I had put in there. She pulled out two fingers broad of cum, licking them clear. She moaned as she cleaned her own fingerbreadth. As my shaft finally began to deflate, Amy took one last poke of my peter taking precaution to clean house the cum from Dakota off my manhood. Dakota just smiled seeing Amy being slavish to me yet again.

CHAPTER 2

As the time for us to leave quickly approached, I remembered that Fred had left one of the limos out into the courtyard. He got up, got dressed and headed exterior to go fill up the limo. He returned less than a half hour later with the car all filled up and he even vacuumed the car out.

I returned to the kitchen and saw virtually all the playgroup dressed and waiting to maneuver to the side arm range.

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

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

Marcus was left behind with statement about the security companionship along with instructions that the gate people may shew up as well as the locksmith putting the remaining safes into various elbow room around the house. He accepted the responsibility.

As we drove to the range, Jill told us about how hard it was for her to learn to characterise 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 sign where her Dad went hunting when the season came around. However, it was all a ruse to take a lady friend on the side. Her Mom figured it out when he came home after a week of being gone ‘ hunting'but he had the precise Lapp clothes on that he left in. She rummaged through his luggage only to retrieve a cunning lacy bra, certainly not one of her Mothers ’. They divorced after that hunting season. He married his ‘ lady friend'about 6 calendar month later.

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

Dakota had to be cajoled to talk about guns. She said she grew up in a tough neighborhood, band of gangs, lots of unsavoury people many if not about had a gun. She said in high gear school one of her protagonist was brutalized at gunpoint. 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 load was on me. I told them about the Saturday first light socio-economic class 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 Thomas Kyd about the difference between a revolver and a semi-automatic pistol. He showed the kids how to be able to appear at a weapon system and know if there is a safety or not, how to load and drop a side arm, as well as how to pick a weapon properly. I explained that at his age all his acquaintance were enamored with accelerator pedal. He told me respective yr later as he became a teenager that his scoop friend Billy nearly shot the family dog. He had found his Dad's .45 under his pillow and ran around the inside of the theatre when it went off. The dog ran and hid underneath a bed. He remembers how baton 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 story, we arrived at the range.

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

I was well-chosen to see the size of the chemical group once we all emerged from their respective limo. The teacher introduced himself and his helper since Dakota had warned him about how expectant our group would be.

We all followed him into a classroom type setting where the learning would begin. He had many Sir Thomas More handgun than we needed, which was a relief to me.

As we all took a behind, I noticed that Dakota was seated right next to Jill. Fred, both CG boys already had small-arm and carry permits. The instructor had us fill out the carry permit figure if we wished to be cleared to confine and handle a piece.

The offset two 60 minutes of the education were…. well…. boring. Necessary, but boring.

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

John chose a Smith & Wesson .357 Dakota took clutches of a smaller Smith 9mm that fit her hand.

Jill took hold of a Glock 9mm. I picked up a turgid interpretation of Dakota's Smith 9mm, this one had a longer neckcloth that fit my bridge player better.

Mom, well she was quite funny, she picked up a gun like she was picking up a abruptly rat. This made several of us chuckle, but it was Fred who saved the day with her helping to choose a gun to her sizing but not with such baron to overwhelm her. He gave her a charter Arms 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 track, bathroom wanted to render off, but the CG male child kept him in his backside.

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 swell gun, it's better suited for the picture and not in tangible life history. He selected a Bessie Smith & Wesson 9mm which John took reluctantly and gave up the large revolver.

In my psyche, I again see the maturity spirit level of St. John growing. Not all that long ago, he would stimulate argued about what gun he wanted, but here he listened to cause and made the permutation. Maybe I need to include him in a real work session with me.

Now it was time to head out to the range of a function, but before we did the instructor gave us each a pair of prophylactic spyglass. He also did not give us ammo until we got to the stove, he said he would then pay us five one shot each. Paula made us snicker again asking what a round was. The teacher explained that around was another word for bullet. Paula shrugged her berm and Jill patted her on the back.

The instructor divided the group down the middle of the course. One half of the class went with the elementary teacher, the other half went with the help. We all got up and followed our respective instructor with him putting each of us at part stalls in which to pip from.

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

Somehow, John ended up on the other side of me. Jill laughed when she saw me and my tincture, even Dakota laughed a bit seeing John the Evangelist future to me.

In my head, it thought this to be a rather well-situated task, boy was I improper. I guess I should be happy that we were all shooting in the Saame direction at least. It was straighten out who had handgun training and who did n't. I was n't bad, all my rounds at least hit the target composition. However, poor Paula and Jennifer had no rounds hit the target theme. They were both ready to afford up almost immediately. The primary instructor moved Jennifer and Paula closer to the CG male child, that way each one of them could ease up them lenify prompting about being more than successful.

Sammy and Bobby also helped. They each made easy mesmerism to Donna and Allison, although I don't think Allison was comfortable holding the gun. She kept putting the gun down after each shaft. Sammy told her to fire all five stave then put the firearm down.

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

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

The subaltern instructor went along the shooting line offering to change from butt to the bad guy target, Saint John wanted to try. He did ok, all five of his shooting hit the guy, but there was no grouping. Bobby stepped over to bathroom and suggested that he hold the gun with one hand and the former bridge player act as a basis underneath the gun bloodline to keep the recoil to a minimum. When John tried the proffer, he got four out of the five together with the fifth one not contribution of the chemical group but directly between the centre. trick was ready to be done after seeing that. We all laughed at our new ‘ gunslinger ’. What surprised me the most was the aid Jill was showing Dakota on how to properly utilize her weapon.

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

I asked the instructor if we could get all our war machine masses lined up next to each other and have ourselves a little shoot off. He shrugged his shoulder and asked the mathematical group if they would be uncoerced, which they all agreed. In my question, I thought that one of the CG boy would rise to the top. However, it was a surprisal to me that although the CG male child were spectacular, Fred and Jill took top laurels. Fred put all five of his again pith mass on the regular quarry. Jill used the bad-guy fair game and put all five squarely in the bureau. The CG boys all had centre mass stroke, but each one had one unmarried shot that drifted and touched the line, whereas Fred did not.

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

The other lady all enjoyed the event, but they didn't believe that they would ever need this skill. However, Sharon also kept at the shooting trying to get over the skill as well. She was quite the spitfire, not willing to resign. Mom, well she really didn't feel well-fixed using the gun, but she did anyway. She kept trying until all five of her crack hit the prey at least.

I was impressed that both Sharon and Dakota were determined to overcome this skill. john, well he was his common lav self, but he again showed foretoken of maturity when he was given advice on how to foster his shooting attainment set. All in all, we had a expectant meter. The teacher took a group photo of everyone together holding their gun in front of them. He told me that he would throw them developed and mail the set to us.

Once the preparation class was over, I felt it was clip for another enceinte luncheon at Fred's favourite Italian eating house. Mom was excited to find out we would be going back there. In her mind our rock champion would still be there, however, the rest of us just rolled our eyes thinking to ourselves ‘ you wish'. It dawned on me that I had made a promise and had not followed through. Before we all got into the cars, 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 restaurant. Oddly, they had no clue when I asked them to bid ahead and let them know we were coming over, all 14 of us. Thankfully, Dakota had the number already on her speech sound and made the call.

Everyone seemed all hyped up as if Adrenalin was pumped into everyone. There was luck of chatter heading to the eating place. Mom, Jill, and Sharon were all talking as if they were baby talking about the cute boy in heights schoolhouse.

"Daddy, would it be OK with you if I went house instead of eating lunch with everyone ? I'm feeling a bit nauseated and the thought of Allium sativum lolly is making my tummy do flip flops,"Dakota said to me.

"Sir, I'd be happy to get girl Dakota back to the planetary house,"Fred offered.

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

As we pulled into the parking lot, Fred pulled up succeeding 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 limo. The CG male child were quite happy as they had never ridden in a limo before today. Yet, the buzz was still about the gun class and the shooting. 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 read/write head, I wasn't sure if they did or not. I knew one of the CG male child was a sniper but shooting a 50 caliber from a moving eggbeater is far unlike than shooting a pistol.

Fred left with Dakota. Jill knew by my nerve that I was distressed about her. The endure two fourth dimension 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 me, horny again are you ?"She says in a cute joking manner.

"Well, my sexy pet, I'm actually calling you to delight give Dakota a call. She is skipping tiffin 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 sign of forethought. Will you check on her as a favor to me ? '' I ask.

"dearie, 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 theater collecting my doctor fees,"She gives me a straightaway phone osculation and hangs up.

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

Jill's earphone bombilation.

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

There's a break as I can only get word Jill's English of the conversation.

"Yes, tomorrow first light would be okay. We'll see you then. Have a groovy day !"She says before hanging up.

"What was that all about ?"I ask.

"A declamatory shareowner of Churchill down wants to buy all of our horse racetracks. He's put an investor radical together and they would like to fulfill with us tomorrow morning at the hawk. They wanted to progress to sure they were not intruding on any funeral or home sentence with esteem to Bob Jaxson."She says to me.

"well, darling, you've told me that the runway are great John Cash cows, their operating costs and financial obligation insurance have gone up exponentially. I was thinking about the financials you sent me and maybe selling one, two, or all of them would be a good idea. What do you think ?"I say to Jill as we go inside the restaurant.

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

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

"Yes, we did. Let me ingest a quick look but off the top of my head we may be capable to get them to take the whole computer software, including that one in upstate New York that hasn't made money in three or four years."Jill says. I just love it when she gets into the business manner, she is so aphrodisiacal then.

The owner comes over to greet us. Before we even say anything, he has two bottles of Chianti and three handbasket of garlic bread being delivered to the table. He also has several glasses of body 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 feel well.

"Must have eaten Hellenic language food, too practically lamb,"the possessor says laughing. We all chuckled along with him.

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

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

"What's it for ?"She asks.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Of track, it was optional. I just don't think of her saying she was uncomfortable with heavy weapon,"I reply.

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

"Hey, where's Diane ?"

"She's at work. She didn't want to do the gun thing, but she felt she should be at work if not with us. I told her she was being overly sensible, 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 phone 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 SHIT"she replies.

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

"dad, I screwed up before. I want you to cogitate full 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 Saint John upside his head when he says something stupefied,"I say to her trying to be funny.

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

"No, I just had a distich of sandwiches that I made before I left the theater this dawn plus, I have a small salad to get in a bit,"she says back.

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

"Well, I keep forgetting,"she says.

"OK but know that we'll talk about fixing that tonight. I want you to experience a bright beautiful kid, even if King John is the sire,"I say looking at King John and laughing. She laughs as well, even John the Evangelist chuckles.

I tell her that I'll see her tonight and manus the headphone back to John.

I walk back down to my seat. I stop at Sharon and lean in an ask her,"testament you move down by me delight ?"

I hold my bridge player out and help her up from the table. We walk down to my place. One of the CG boys brings her chair. Jill scooches over and pulls my chairwoman over as well making way for Sharon.

I put her scale of solid food down at the empty touch, wait for the hot seat to be set in station and hold Sharon's hand as she sits down.

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

"WOW, tiffin with the party boss, '' Sharon says smiling.

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

"Oh, my goodness. This has been a nutcase day. The gun range, the classes about how to handle a gun, dejeuner here, this is an awesome work day,"She says with a big grinning 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 set aside the big conference room tomorrow. I don't have sex how long we'll need it but let me book it for the entire day. Also, we need to possess coffee, H2O, juice ready for tomorrow. We have an investment group meeting Jill and me tomorrow. Can you sustain that ready for us ? '' I ask of her.

Sharon stops eating and dial up the office and has a fast conversation with someone and in just a twosome 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 next to Bobby and Sammy who are stuffing their faces almost as dissipated as Saint John, which I didn't think anyone could even number close.

We all sit and read our fourth dimension enjoying the solid food and the friendship of everyone at the table. Fred tells me that Dakota got a outcry in the car from Dr. Ronda and that she will stop by tonight just to find out on Dakota.

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

I just laugh.

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

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

CHAPTER 3

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

"We're not,"

"But you said…."she says.

"Just rely me,"I tell her.

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

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

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

She picks up the sound and dial mortal up.

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

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

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

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

"I'm Brandi Johansson. My admirer call in me BJ. Do I know you from somewhere because you don't aspect conversant 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 soundbox over. I guess I wasn't that subtle as I feel a poke in the ribs from Sharon.

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

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

"well sir, we don't sell 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 car sir are Mercedes Benz, the finest automobile on the planet,"she says with a big smile on her face.

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

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

"Look BJ, we already know the eccentric of MERCEDES. We just need to blame out color and options and check to see if you have it in origin,"I tell her.

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

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

"Hello Ms. Sharon, your Dad says you only have to pick out the color and the selection,"BJ says.

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

"Oh WOW, I wish More gaffer bought cars for their people,"BJ says.

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

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

"BJ let's start over. Hi, I'm David Greene. This is my edifice manager Sharon. My 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 help oneself you. Do you ingest a model picked out and do you cognize what colouring material is available in the model ?"She asks.

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

"Which E form 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 usable in black, silver grey, and white,"she explains.

"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, please follow me. I just have to bar at our security desk record them your license and get the Key,"she explains.

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

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

BJ stops at the security desk who takes our licenses 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 game pushcart to a row of E course Mercedes. Sharon's centre light up when she sees the red one. She grabs my bicep and clinch as she is excited like a child on Christmastide morning.

BJ begins her ramble about owning a Mercedes. 50 coats of pigment, 15 coating of clear lacquer, 5-star crash rating, hand-stitched leather seats, seating for five, rear view camera, bombast, blah, rant. My eyes roll listening to the cook manner of speaking about the Mercedes.

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

She opens the threshold and Sharon gets in the number one wood's fanny. I get in the back seat and BJ gets in the rider side. Once we are all in and secured with the seat smash, she hands Sharon the key fob. Sharon starts the car. She is so excited that her paw are almost shaking.

Sharon listens intently to BJ explain things about this example. I just sit back and listen. The exam drive takes more than an hour as BJ wanted Sharon to experience all the feature of the car.

"BJ what did you do before selling Mercedes ?"I ask. Sharon looks at me through the rearview mirror and grinning. 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 honest-to-god guy, who told me I would make stacks of money selling these automobile. 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 funding. I feel like I got hoodwinked, but I owe them for 12 weeks 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 first, yes. It was fun and exciting all new, but now it is getting more depressing by the day. I 'm meritless, I should n't be telling you all this, '' she says.

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

"Well sir, I only got my AA degree in byplay finance. I would really like to ingest an office 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 supporter. What do you say, Sharon, would you like an help ? '' I say smiling to her.

"Absolutely Boss !"She says back.

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

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

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

"Well, Sharon is this your car, or do you require to prove drive something else ?"I ask.

"You know I want this one, why are you teasing me ?"She says smiling.

"Because I can,"I say to her laughing.

"Let's go inside and talk to your sales manager,"I tell BJ.

We get out and chief inside. She stops at the security desk and hands the key fob back to the security guard. She walks us to this bantam office with a bum desk that has two stinky hard plastic chairs. She tells us she will be right back with her sales manager.

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

"Hello sir, I'm Tony Rollo, sales agreement coach. BJ tells me that you're looking to buy that squeamish red E300. She's a mantrap, isn't she ?"He says to me, but what I hear in my head is blah, blah, bombast. My fountainhead likened the sound to the teacher's spokesperson in the old Charlie Brown University cartoons.

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

"Well, you're in lot, we have a great deal on particular financing for all new client,"he begins.

"Tony, Tony, stop rightfield there. I asked for your C. H. Best out the threshold damage,"I tell him.

"well sir, we haven't discussed…."

I cut him off mid-sentence."Mr. Rolf, do you want to attain a sales agreement, or do you want to devastate my time. I have little solitaire for time cachexy. I work for a support. If you can't enjoin me what I asked you for either get your gaffer or I'm going to your competition,"I tell him sternly. I see BJ's middle get bad. Apparently, she hasn't seen anyone put Mr. Rollo in his place.

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

He returns a twain of minutes deep with a slender man.

"Sir, this is Klaus. He owns this franchise,"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 require to waste my fourth dimension. I work for a keep and would like to get back to doing what I do. So, I'll ask you the like question What is the beneficial out the door price on that red Mercedes that we just try drove with this hardworking Lady BJ ?"I say in a stern voice, now getting a bit annoyed.

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

"And what if we want the blue one ?"I ask.

"Oh sir, that one is more expensive. The MSRP is $ 83,000 but I can let you give it for $ 79,500,"He tells me.

"And that's your best price to me and these are out the door prices, 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 cite for the sale. I'm only here because she worked so hard on this sales agreement. If I didn't need to get back to work soon, I would experience just left and gone to your competition. How tenacious do you mean this will take ?"I say with an air of superiority.

"Sir, we will sustain all the paperwork done and the cars prepare in less than 90 minute of arc. Will that be sufficient ?"Klaus says to us. However, I see Sharon having a heavy time sitting still in her hot seat, the uncomfortable chair.

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

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

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

"Oh no BJ, you get to stay 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 social movement of Mr. Rollo.

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

The three of us chat and laugh about pot of things. Sharon goes on a sales event pitch to BJ about how good of a boss I've been. She tells her about today's adventure, the gun range, the class on gun safety, the mythic 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 Christmas carol While she is no Jill, nor Dakota, nor even Amy for that affair she is quite beautiful, you can see it.

A conservatively dressed madam comes into the function 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 line by lineage. Once she is done, she asks for payment. I write out the baulk to the name of the dealership and in the measure of $ 138,000, signing my figure at the hindquarters. She looks at the arrest and asks if I'm the new CEO of the companionship that she saw on MSNBC. When I tell her that I am, she asks if she could get a electric cell phone icon 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 Lady snaps three pic trying to cook surely she gets a good one. I ask that a copy goes to BJ as her foremost 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 smidge ahead,"she says.

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

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

"Ah, Mr. Rollo, I want to give thanks you. You made it well-off for BJ to quit your firm. I'm taking her with us. If you think she still owes your firm money, feel free to send out me the bill. I'll have my forensic legal team go over what you say she owes you melody by line. Should we rule even one centime out of place, I'll have no choice but to charge complaint with the California Better Business Bureau, the Calif. Department of Business, AAA, and any other agency I can cerebrate of. Please secernate Mr. Klaus we thank him. Goodbye Mr. Rollo, '' I say to him as I get up and leave with BJ and Sharon.

As we walk to the room access, I mitt BJ the keys to the blueing car.

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

BJ stops, turns around and runs over to a desk. She opens the penetrate draftsman and pulls out a handbag. She walks back over to me, stopping at the security desk and handing over her keys and security measure tag to the guard and says goodbye to him.

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

She hands me her phone. I put my cell phone number and the address of the Chateau on her sound and tell her to use the car 's GPS to get to my firm. She hesitantly agrees. I can severalize that she is very aflutter. I just turned her liveliness upside down, but hopefully for the estimable.

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 avow that you had the self-confidence to sign a check for that amount,"Jill says to me.

"well, Sharon has a new car. I'm very glad that I fulfilled my promise to her when I hired her. Hey, I have an idea about tomorrow, let me verbalize to you when we get home, oh, and I have another new person to link our grouping. 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 Jacques Louis 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 amobarbital sodium tooth in both cable car when we get to the house.

As we turn down the service road to the star sign, I see in my bill 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 air position. I also see the surety guy rope van here. Although, I don't see the safety guy's vehicle.

Sharon parks her car in the absolute centre of the courtyard. BJ parks the downcast car next to Sharon's car. We get out of the cars and head to the door. BJ is shocked and amazed. When we open the door and go inside, I was worried for a present moment that she might just lead out. Her head is swirling, and she is spinning around trying to see everything. Sharon takes her script and tells her to follow her.

Jill and Dakota come bouncing over to me. Both of my ladies give me a big romantic osculation. I take Jill by the hired man and take her outside to the courtyard. I ask her,"Jilly, what's your pet colouring material ?"

"Blue"

"OH, MY GAWD, Saint 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 apart her to shoot it for a spin. Both she and Dakota get in the car. They slowly circle around and then flake out of the court heading down the overhaul road at some ungodly speed, screaming all the way.

I shake my head teacher and paseo 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 candy kiss, she takes BJ's hand and tells her that she's going to get a spell of the hutch.

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

"I'm making Grilled wimp to toss into freshly made alfredo and egg noggin. Sammy is making some finger intellectual nourishment appetizer and I think he's going to make a multiple layered vanilla and strawberry patty for dessert,"Bobby tells me. I look at the microwave clock and see that it is after 5pm. I feel bushed and sit down at the table.

I have a ticklish span of helping hand cover my center, but by the perfume, I can tell that the hands belong to Amy.

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

"Yes, my high-priced, Jill does necessitate care of all the real number bills. However, I'm guessing that our guest is Dr. Ronda. She's referring to wanting to play with me, she hasn't had the opportunity in a spell. Oh, Amy, this is BJ. I hired her away from the car dealership. She's going to be Sharon's assistant at the Hawk, so please make her smell welcome,"I say to Amy.

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

"Jacques Louis David,"I correct her.

"Or Daddy,"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 throw beautiful char bouncing all around here. Are you, um, Hugh Hefner or person like that ?"BJ asks me.

"No, Hugh Heffner changed the macrocosm. He made nude person pictures of charwoman into a cosmopolitan powder magazine. I 'm just trying to fix my company, Jaxson Inc."I say to her.

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

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

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

"What do you mean ?"she asks.

"When you thought you were supposed to go back out and wait for another customer, he just dismissed you. No recognition for selling two cars, no thank you for doing a upright job. He was 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 sale,"I tell her.

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

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

"Who's this David ?"Mom asks.

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

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

"No pet, I'm David's boss's widow. My hubby, Jacques Louis David's genus Bos just passed away and David and Jill brought me back from my house in the Hamptons to hang out here. Which I'm loving, especially with these cute guy cable that are here like Bobby and his vis-a-vis Sammy, who is in the other kitchen, '' Mom tells BJ.

I see in BJ's eyes that she has questions, I get up kiss Mom and even osculate BJ on the top of her head and principal back towards my bedchamber to ask a fast exhibitioner.

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

"Amy, pet, where is everyone ?"

"well, John and Jennifer went downtown to get Diane from the function. The two CG guys are extraneous 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 limo ship's company as she had an issue she had to chastise. Donna went to the phone call center, she wanted to insure on something that she suspects happens when she's not there, so she wanted to give them a surprise visit. Fred is taking the limousine back. I don't know where Marcus is, and Saint Mark Newberg said he would be back after 530pm. And of line, I'm here useable to you if you want me, anytime you want me,"Amy says with a sparkle in her eye.

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

I hear a fragile knock on the bedroom doorway. I look over to see Sharon and BJ. Sharon brings BJ into the bedroom. 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 prosperous I feel. This is so surreal. You take me away from the dealership, you bring me to your domicile, you have all these beautiful women. What the heck do you see in me ?"BJ says.

"BJ you're a beautiful woman. Would I like to have strong-arm intimacy with you ? ABSOLUTELY ! But, only if you 're willing. Everyone who is part of my playgroup does this because they love sex and enjoy making mortal else feel adept. Everything is consensual and none of it has anything to do with their job. child's play, don't play, it's all up to you. We have lots of good-looking hombre and early 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 wish to play, just plunk someone out and play, we're a very friendly bunch. If you are bisexual, virtually all our cleaning lady here are epicene. If you know what a swinger is, that probably defines us the best,"I say to her.

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

'' BJ, this is not a competition. As I said, we are just a friendly bunch. When Marcus gets here, I want to precede him to you. He 's just a bit older than you but he 's a material buff. All the cleaning lady just sleep with to play with him. I think that he would be a keen showtime guy to meet with."I tell her.

"wellspring, sir, if you think he's a expert one to start 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.

"deary, you don't need to influence up to me. I'm useable to you virtually anytime. Although, I do have a dear Friend who wants to play with me tonight coming over, Dr. Ronda,"I say to her.

I step forward. I put my arms around her and thin in and kiss her. She responds a bit more than than I anticipated. Her mouth contribution and her tongue snakes its way into my mouth. I feel my cock beginning to tent out my dress knickers. She feels it as well, reaching down and squeezing my nearly put up turncock. I caress her back. I begin to unbutton her blouse. I let it spend to the floor. I reach around and unclasp her bra letting it also fall to the storey. She begins to unbutton my shirt letting it descend to the story as well. Her hands begin to explore my chest as she pulls my tee shirt over my headland. I scoop her up in my arms, honeymoon way and lay her on the play bed. I slide her slacks off her. I see that she has these precious beige lace step-in. I remove them. While I'm standing at the position of the bed, I unbuckle my own pants letting them fall to the level. I slide my boxers down as well. I hear a small gasp as she sees my severely cock pointing to the ceiling.

I get into the bed, moving my face between her thigh and leaning in to cream her womanhood. She spreads her legs grasping my fuzz and pulling me into her. I begin to work and wet-nurse her tasty sex. I feel her getting surfactant with each clout. I gently put two finger's breadth inside of her scraping on her G-spot. This makes her moan loudly as she splashes my hand and radiocarpal joint. She is moaning loudly now, pulling her knees up towards her face giving me more than access to her fair sex. I keep curling my fingers inside of her making her orgasm more and more until the big one hit like a mac truck.

"OH GAWD Jacques Louis David, THIS FEELS SO WONDERFUL, YOU ARE SO AMAZING, SHARON IS RIGHT, YOU ARE AN AWESOME LOVER,"she says to me as a Brobdingnagian coming drum roll through her body.

Another orgasm rolls through her body as I keep curling my finger on her G-spot."OH Jacques Louis David, I'M CUMMING SO HARD….SO HARD….SO….HAA,"She doesn't finish the set phrase as a one-third orgasm rolled through right on top of the s one. I let her tuck her senses after the third orgasm. I pull her in close and just kiss her. She wraps her peg around me and commit me in tightly.

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

"BJ, you don't need to go home tonight. I have plenty of way 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 osculate me passionately. She lays her foreland on my chest and just begins to circle her fingers through my breast hairs. It doesn't take long before I hear her lightly snoring as she has fallen asleep in my arms.

I hear Bobby and Sammy announce that dinner party is set. I gently get up from underneath BJ and head out, putting on my basketball boxers and a tee shirt. I leave my bedroom doorway open. When I get to the bread and butter elbow room, Dakota and Jill are just coming back in with immense smiles on their faces. Clearly, they loved Jill 's new car. I got kisses from Dakota and a expectant kiss from Jill. I whisper in Jill 's ear that we have a new extremity of the playgroup in our play bed. Jill grinning and says, `` Well, that did n't admit 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 crustal plate of food. I thought about just how skillful my life has become since I became a chauffeur. Tomorrow is another day and Jill and I must meet this investing group about the horse tracks. We all eat our dinner enjoying each other's company.

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