The Chauffeur ( # 28 ) accelerator and Other clobber

By PABLO DIABLO

copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

When I woke up on Tuesday morning, Jill was still all entangled in me. It took a couple of arcminute to untangle and not wake her. As I stepped into the shower, it dawned on me that neither the security guys nor the logic gate the great unwashed had made it here. I made a mental note to earpiece both.

I knew that our condom guy was now handling the lock modification at the Hawk. pauperism to give Sharon ask him to give up by at his appliance and finish installing the safes that he left in one of the bedrooms.

I was excited with today's schedule having the police force side arm mountain range on it. I am very odd 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 tilt 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 safe and usage. I suspected that both CG boys, Fred and maybe John have experience with a firearm. I haven't heard anything from any of the dame about previous piece training. I smelled food for thought being cooked, 1st Baron Verulam and maybe some sausages, eggs, and toast.

There was a whack on our door. I unlocked it and found Jennifer and Paula standing there. Both were already dressed, smelled wonderful, and had big grin on their faces as they were both excited in this dayspring adventure. They both kissed me, but their logical thinking for knocking was to ask about if the instructor would be bringing sufficiency weapons for all of us who are attending. I assured them he would give birth 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 cascade and get cook 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 preparation breakfast for everyone. John and Diane were already eating, of course, with whoremaster, that was an enormous sum of food he was consuming.

"trade good morning time everyone,"I said smiling.

I got spate of groan, a couple of good mornings back, and a couple of completely silent because burnt umber had not taken effect yet.

I went around kissing all the ma'am, warning john that I was NOT going to osculate him, which drew a big laugh from everyone.

Amy told me that the security guys had already called and would be here shortly. The gate masses said that since we had changed the epithet from The Commune to the Chateau it would take a bit Thomas More sentence to fix the public figure over the gate. The rubber guy said he would take care of the safe'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 system to be set up, easily accessible to her, and being recorded on a cloud waiter. She said she already had a location set up just off the primary kitchen with a secondary localization in the big kitchen. I was glad she had a plan in mind.

Since I had already gotten dressed in my garb short pants and a Cuban fashion shirt, I headed outside to the pool domicile. I noticed the Inner Light on in the pool home that was now a porn studio. I knocked. Allison answered. I heard moaning and groaning in the background. I saw both Gemini on their knees in front of guy rope that I recognized from the porn industry. I didn't see Belinda though. When I asked about her, Allison took my hand and led me to a spine chamber, where she was the centrepiece of a 12-man circle jerk. She whispered in my ear, how shake up she was wearing her collar in the house the early day and is looking forward to doing the Sami affair again.

I asked her how using the studio was going, she said that she has had a marvelous response and now has a small waiting list, that included a couple of guys that specialize in the BDSM life-style. 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 ease up her.

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

I squeezed her ass as I left the porn studio. As I walked back across to the house, I see John peering out the glass doorway at me with a big cheesy grin on his face.

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

This sunup the house was buzzing. I wasn't certain what got everyone moving around so other, but with Bobby and Sammy preparation, the mansion smelled delicious. I took a home replete of ball, sausage, syrup, and toast. The guy rope 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 formal dining elbow room table. She was right. I texted her that I had seen a pecan tree table somewhere and thought it to be a beautiful table, but that our table needs to be able to seat 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 cheeks before filling her java cup.

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

I heard a splash 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 check out on them, which he did gladly. They reached up and under the pretense of him helping them out of the pocket billiards, they pulled him into the puddle fully clothed. Those of us who were watching laughed out flashy. 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 can. They pushed their naked bodies against him and began removing his dress. The first affair he removed was his pocketbook. He now needed to dry it as soon as possible. Thankfully, he did not have his cadre phone in his pants pocket when he hit the water.

Corey plunge under the piddle only to emerge with John's pants and bagger shorts. John Lackland looked over at the household and just smiled. None of us cared if he has some pool sex with the twins, in fact, I think a twosome of the hombre, like Marcus, envied John. I leaned over to Marcus and told him to go union lav, I 'm certainly they would have sex to have you as an accession. Marcus wasted no prison term in getting up, shedding his clothes and went running out into the pool. I saw Christmas carol swim over to Marcus and get playing with him.

Amy told me that my corner had arrived yesterday, while I was in the bedroom with Jill. She put them in the front chamber behind the living room. I got up and headed there, with Amy following close behind. I opened the threshold to see about 50 FedEx corner of several sizes. I didn't even know where to begin. I told Amy that I wanted the twin and Marcus to handle the like sorting job here that they did at the Hawk.

As I went to turn around, Amy cornered me. She put her arms around me and pulled me in for a kiss. I pulled her to me, figuring that she felt a bit lonely without Tina being here. I walked her out to the life elbow 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 humanity 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 spit to go into our mouths. I felt her Menachem 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 tremendous twinge as I began to shoot rope after forget me drug of my man germ into Amy. I pulled her into me, hugging her and kissing her. I felt her again reach an climax. This time her whole body shook with an orgasmic upsurge. We declared our loved for each other as I shot another daily round of sperm into her. She wrapped her lithe branch around me pulling me recondite into her as I shot again and again. Her center glazed over, and I felt her trunk spasm underneath me yet again.

As we were uncoupling, my little Dakota came bounding out from her room to see Amy and I untangling. She came right over to us, kissing each of us. I felt her manus rubbing my cum covered cock. Her brightness strokes felt fantastic. 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 River for quite a long metre. She began kissing me, licking my neck, and playing with my ear. All of that felt wonderful. I thrust into her, shooting rope after roofy into her. She moaned in total acceptation, declaring her love for me yet again.

Amy didn't leave us, she sat on the end of the put observation us and fingering her own cum filled pussy. She was making a mess on the leather lounge. Her slit was expelling all the cum that I had put in there. She pulled out two fingers full of cum, licking them clean. She moaned as she cleaned her own fingerbreadth. As my stopcock finally began to deflate, Amy took one last poke of my cock taking concern to clean the cum from Dakota off my manhood. Dakota just smiled seeing Amy being submissive to me yet again.

CHAPTER 2

As the clock time for us to leave quickly approached, I remembered that Fred had left one of the limousine out into the courtyard. He got up, got dressed and headed outside to go fill up the limo. He returned lupus erythematosus 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 steer to the side arm range.

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

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

Marcus was left behind with instructions about the security ship's company along with instructions that the gate people may demonstrate up as well as the locksmith putting the remaining safes into various rooms around the sign of the zodiac. He accepted the responsibility.

As we drove to the range, Jill told us about how knockout it was for her to learn to characterise on the orbit in the Marines, although she was using more than just a pistol, she had to restrict with a rifle as well.

Sharon told us about growing up in a theater where her Dad went hunting when the season came around. However, it was all a artifice to have a girlfriend on the side. Her Mom figured it out when he came home after a week of being gone ‘ hunting'but he had the exact same apparel on that he left in. She rummaged through his luggage only to chance a precious lacy bra, certainly not one of her mother ’. They divorced after that hunting season. He married his ‘ lady friend'about 6 months 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 shoot one. Fred offered his assistance making everyone in the back of the car smile.

Dakota had to be cajoled to utter about guns. She said she grew up in a tough neighborhood, lots of pack, lots of unsavory mass many if not virtually had a gun. She said in eminent schooltime one of her friends was brutalized at point. She was so shaken up that she ended up committing suicide. 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 onus was on me. I told them about the Sabbatum break of day 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 small-arm. We sat and listened to an instructor teach the tike about the conflict between a revolver and a semi-automatic pistol. He showed the child how to be able to face at a weapon system and know if there is a refuge or not, how to dilute and unload a pistol, as well as how to clean a artillery properly. I explained that at his age all his friends were enamored with shooter. He told me several years later as he became a teenager that his best Friend nightstick 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 Billy just dropped the gun on the floor and went running to his sleeping accommodation knowing that he was getting a beating when Dad got home. As I told this story, we arrived at the range.

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

I was well-chosen to see the size of it of the chemical group once we all emerged from their several limo. The instructor introduced himself and his assistant since Dakota had warned him about how vauntingly our mathematical group would be.

We all followed him into a schoolroom character setting where the encyclopedism would begin. He had many Sir Thomas More handgun than we needed, which was a respite to me.

As we all took a seat, I noticed that Dakota was seated right next to Jill. Fred, both CG boy already had firearms and carry licence. The instructor had us fill out the carry permit form if we wished to be cleared to declare and handle a firearm.

The first two hours of the education were…. well…. boring. necessity, but boring.

Before we were even allowed to care a piece, we had to run a shortsighted quiz about handling a gun that the teacher had put together. It was a quickly quiz, but it took everyone off guard 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 learn with.

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

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

Mom, well she was quite comical, she picked up a gun like she was picking up a stagnant rat. This made various of us chuckle, but it was Fred who saved the day with her helping to choose a gun to her size of it but not with such power 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 mortal else to opt their gun. Of form, John wanted to show off, but the CG male child 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 next to John explaining that although a .357 is a majuscule gun, it's better suited for the picture show and not in rattling life. He selected a Smith & Wesson 9mm which John took reluctantly and gave up the large revolver.

In my head, I again see the maturity spirit level of lav growing. Not all that long ago, he would have 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 sitting with me.

Now it was time to guide out to the range, but before we did the teacher gave us each a pair of prophylactic glasses. He also did not give us ammo until we got to the range, he said he would then fall in us five rounds each. Paula made us snicker again asking what a bout was. The instructor explained that around was another Christian Bible for bullet. Paula shrugged her shoulder joint and Jill patted her on the back.

The instructor divided the radical down the middle of the class. One half of the social class went with the primary teacher, the early half went with the assistant. We all got up and followed our respective instructor with him putting each of us at branch kiosk in which to shoot from.

I chose the very end, closest to Dakota and Jill. I wanted to see Jill inject, but after hearing about Dakota's previous 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 trace, even Dakota laughed a bit seeing John Lackland next to me.

In my head, it thought this to be a rather easy labor, boy was I wrong. I guess I should be happy that we were all shooting in the same direction at to the lowest degree. It was clear who had handgun preparation and who did n't. I was n't bad, all my circle at to the lowest degree hit the target paper. However, poor Paula and Jennifer had no rounds hit the target report. They were both make to chip in up almost immediately. The master instructor moved Jennifer and Paula closer to the CG son, that way each one of them could give them placate suggestions about being more successful.

Sammy and Bobby also helped. They each made gentle prompting to Donna and Allison, although I don't think Allison was well-heeled holding the gun. She kept putting the gun down after each shooter. Sammy told her to fire all five rounds then put the firearm down.

Next, to me, I heard five snap all grouped together. I turned and saw Jill coaching Dakota. Jill, the CG guys, Fred, and Sammy and Bobby all had put their circle inside the lightlessness, but the CG guys and Fred all hit center people. The teacher offered to change the quarry newspaper from a target to one of a ‘ bad guy ’, Dakota readily accepted the offer.

It was as if a weak electrical switch turned on with Dakota. She put her adjacent five all in the aspect of the bad guy……all five ! She smiled at her solvent, Jill laughed even the instructor made mention that sometimes you just need something Thomas More than a paper target to build things click.

The secondary instructor went along the shooting melody oblation to modify from targets to the bad guy target, Gospel According to John wanted to try. He did ok, all five of his nip hit the guy, but there was no grouping. Bobby stepped over to lav and suggested that he maintain the gun with one hand and the other hand act as a groundwork underneath the gun stock to maintain the recoil to a minimum. When John tried the prompting, he got four out of the five together with the fifth one not percentage of the group but directly between the eyes. Saint John was gear up to be done after seeing that. We all laughed at our new ‘ gunslinger ’. What surprised me the most was the upkeep Jill was showing Dakota on how to properly utilize her weapon.

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

I asked the instructor if we could get all our war machine mass lined up side by side to each other and have ourselves a little shoot off. He shrugged his shoulder joint and asked the group if they would be uncoerced, which they all agreed. In my head, I thought that one of the CG boys would rise to the top. However, it was a surprisal to me that although the CG boy were spectacular, Fred and Jill took top honors. Fred put all five of his again center mass on the unconstipated target. Jill used the bad-guy prey and put all five squarely in the chest. The CG boys all had center mass jibe, but each one had one exclusive injection that drifted and touched the channel, whereas Fred did not.

Dakota just kept practicing repeatedly, focusing on her mastering this skill. Jill was clearly a slap-up service to her giving her advice and steering on bettering her technique.

The former Lady 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 skill as well. She was quite the spitfire, not leave to quit. Mom, well she really didn't feeling easy using the gun, but she did anyway. She kept trying until all five of her jibe hit the prey at least.

I was impressed that both Sharon and Dakota were determined to master this acquirement. privy, well he was his usual John self, but he again showed signs of maturity date when he was given advice on how to further his shooting skill set. All in all, we had a gravid time. The teacher took a mathematical group photograph of everyone together holding their gun in nominal head of them. He told me that he would have got them developed and mail the set to us.

Once the education class was over, I felt it was time for another nifty tiffin at Fred's favorite Italian eating house. Mom was excited to get word we would be going back there. In her mind 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 cars, I pulled Fred aside and spoke to him. He assured me that he would train fear of what I was asking.

Since the CG male child were Fred's nephews, I assumed that they knew of Fred's Italian eatery. Oddly, they had no clue when I asked them to call ahead and let them bang we were coming over, all 14 of us. Thankfully, Dakota had the number already on her headphone and made the call.

Everyone seemed all hyped up as if epinephrin was pumped into everyone. There was plenty of chatter heading to the restaurant. Mom, Jill, and Sharon were all talking as if they were sisters talking about the cute boy in high school.

"Daddy, would it be OK with you if I went home base instead of eating lunch with everyone ? I'm feeling a bit nauseated and the thought of garlic bread is making my bay window do flip flops,"Dakota said to me.

"Sir, I'd be happy to make Miss Dakota back to the menage,"Fred offered.

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

As we pulled into the parking lot, Fred pulled up next to the doorway and let us out. I kissed Dakota before getting out. She assured me it was zero to worry about she was just a bit nauseated.

I got out and everyone else got out of their limo. The CG son 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 capitulum, I wasn't sure as shooting if they did or not. I knew one of the CG boy was a sniper but shooting a 50 quality from a moving helicopter is far unlike than shooting a pistol.

Fred left with Dakota. Jill knew by my face that I was worried about her. The hold out two times we had pregnancy consequence, there was Sir Thomas More to it than just being nauseated. I decided to ring Dr. Ronda.

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

"Well, my sexy Darling, I'm actually calling you to delight give Dakota a call option. She is skipping lunch with the work party and is headed back to the household. I'm sure that I'm just being a big old worry-wort, but I want to err on the polarity of cautiousness. 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 house collecting my Dr. fees,"She gives me a quick phone kiss and hangs up.

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

Jill's phone buzzes.

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

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

"Yes, tomorrow break of the day would be fine. We'll see you then. Have a great day !"She says before hanging up.

"What was that all about ?"I ask.

"A boastfully shareowner of John Churchill Downs wants to buy all of our horse track. He's put an investor mathematical group together and they would wish to play with us tomorrow morning at the mortarboard. They wanted to take a shit sure enough they were not intruding on any funeral or home sentence with respect to Bob Jaxson."She says to me.

"well, darling, you've told me that the cart track are great cash oxen, their operating costs and indebtedness insurance have gone up exponentially. I was thinking about the financials you sent me and maybe selling one, two, or all of them would be a proficient thought. 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 opprobrious, but it wouldn't take much for that to change."Jill tells me as I hold her buttocks out for her.

"Didn't we get them in the Happy, Happee Limo deal ? Weren't they bought under the limo license and we acquired them for next to aught like the transcription studio ?"I ask.

"Yes, we did. Let me take a immediate facial expression but off the top of my head we may be capable to get them to read the whole package, including that one in upstate New York that hasn't made money in three or four years."Jill says. I just sleep together it when she gets into the business organization modal value, she is so sexy then.

The owner comes over to greet us. Before we even say anything, he has two bottleful of Chianti and three basket of garlic bread being delivered to the table. He also has various glasses of weewee. Fred had mentioned that we would like water system with the meal. The owner did inquire where Fred was. I told him he is running one of our party nursing home, as she wasn't flavour well.

"must have eaten Hellenic food, too practically lamb,"the owner says laughing. We all chuckled along with him.

I leaned over to Jill and asked,"favourite do you have a caller check-out procedure 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 metre to pay up,"I say avoiding the veridical answer with all the ear around listening.

It wasn't very long before plates full 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 join us.

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

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

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

"Didn't she tell apart 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 course, it was optional. I just don't remember her saying she was uncomfortable with guns,"I reply.

I get up and walk around the table and squat down adjacent 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 sensitive, but she's serious about making trusted you're happy with her,"John Lackland tells me.

"telephone 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 Gospel According to John calling her.

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

"OH shite"she replies.

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

"daddy, I screwed up before. I want you to think in force 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.

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

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

"No, I just had a duet of sandwiches that I made before I left the firm this cockcrow plus, I have a belittled salad to suffer in a bit,"she says back.

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

"Well, I keep forgetting,"she says.

"OK but know that we'll talk of the town about fixing that tonight. I want you to have a bright beautiful child, even if 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 handwriting the telephone set back to John.

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

I hold my hired man out and help oneself her up from the table. We walk down to my position. One of the CG boys brings her chair. Jill scooches over and clout my chair over as well making way for Sharon.

I put her plate of food down at the empty spot, hold for the chair to be set in topographic point and go for Sharon's helping hand as she sits down.

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

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

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

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

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

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

We all sit and take our time enjoying the food and the friendly relationship of everyone at the table. Fred tells me that Dakota got a Call in the car from Dr. Ronda and that she will check by tonight just to delay on Dakota.

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

I just laugh.

We spend about an time of day before I see virtually everyone done. Jill and I exchange items, 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 head to the federal agency for a bit asking Sharon to bring together me. She willingly agrees.

CHAPTER 3

We walk outside the eatery and there is a Town car waiting for us. I hold the door open for Sharon and get in with her. The 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 intrust me,"I tell her.

We don't travel too far, about three mile before we pull into our destination. A Mercedes dealership. Sharon's eye get big then tear up. I just smiling. The driver pulls the car up to the front doorway of the franchise. 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 automobile what are they selling ?

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

She picks up the earpiece and dials person up.

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

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

From behind me, I hear, `` how-do-you-do, I'm told you asked for me ?"a Thomas Young part says.

We turn around and see a adorable young cleaning lady standing with a big grinning on her face.

"I'm Brandi Johansson. My admirer anticipate me BJ. Do I know you from somewhere because you don't feel familiar to me,"she asks.

"Ms. Johansson, you don't know us. I asked for the fresh 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 ribs from Sharon.

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

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

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

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

"Those automobiles sir are Mercedes Benz, the o.k. car on the planet,"she says with a big smiling 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.

"Look BJ, we already know the type of MERCEDES. We just need to pick out color and choice and watch to see if you have it in store,"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 peck out the people of color and the choice,"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 hoi polloi,"BJ says.

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

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

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

'' Yes, sir. I would be well-chosen to help you. Do you suffer a fashion model picked out and do you make love what color is available in the modeling ?"She asks.

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

"Which E class and what vividness,"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, atomic number 47, and white,"she explains.

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

"ducky, 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 block up at our security desk show them your licence and get the headstone,"she explains.

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

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

BJ stops at the security measures 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 pushcart to a row of E form Mercedes. Sharon's center light up when she sees the red one. She grabs my bicep and squeezing as she is excited like a tiddler on Christmas morning.

BJ begins her ramble about owning a Mercedes. 50 coats of paint, 15 coats of clear lacquer, 5-star crash valuation, hand-stitched leather rear end, seating for five, rear thought television camera, blah, bombast, rant. My eyes roll listening to the organise manner of speaking about the Mercedes.

"BJ can we take the fomite for a test effort ?"I ask.

She opens the threshold and Sharon gets in the device driver's seat. I get in the backbone seat 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 charge up that her hands are almost shaking.

Sharon listens intently to BJ explain affair about this model. I just sit back and listen. The test drive takes more than than an hour as BJ wanted Sharon to live 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 smiling. 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 older guy, who told me I would make lots of money selling these automobile. I've been working here 3 months now and have not sold even one car. I've gotten faithful twice, but they did not qualify for financing. I feel like I got hoodwinked, but I owe them for 12 calendar week of a tie with no sale,"she explains to Sharon and me.

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

'' At for the first time, yes. It was fun and exciting all new, but now it is getting more get down by the day. I 'm disconsolate, I should n't be telling you all this, '' she says.

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

"Well sir, I only got my AA arcdegree in business finance. I would really like to have an office job working steady hr but feeling like I was accomplishing things,"BJ tells me.

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

"Absolutely political boss !"She says back.

"BJ, I saw a car next to this one in a beautiful blueness, 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 franchise BJ directs her where to park the vehicle.

"wellspring, Sharon is this your car, or do you want to try 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 gross sales manager,"I tell BJ.

We get out and head inside. She stops at the security desk and hands the key fob back to the security guard. She walks us to this tiny office with a brassy desk that has two crappy hard charge card professorship. She tells us she will be right back with her sales manager.

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

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

"Tony, I am concern in that car. What is the sound OUT THE door price you can give me ?"I ask.

"well, you're in luck, we have a great deal on special financing for all new customer,"he begins.

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

"Well sir, we haven't discussed…."

I cut him off mid-sentence."Mr. Rollo, do you want to make a sale, or do you want to ravage my time. I have trivial forbearance for prison term wasting. I work for a living. If you can't assure me what I asked you for either get your boss or I'm going to your competition,"I tell him sternly. I see BJ's eye get grownup. Apparently, she hasn't seen anyone put Mr. Rollo in his place.

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

He returns a couple of minutes late 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 funding just to buy the darn car. Yet, your man here seems to need to consume my time. I work for a living and would like to get back to doing what I do. So, I'll ask you the same dubiousness What is the Charles Herbert Best out the door price on that red Mercedes that we just essay drove with this hardworking ma'am BJ ?"I say in a stern voice, now getting a bit annoyed.

"That car sir goes for $ 61,000 but I can let you stimulate 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 have it for $ 79,500,"He tells me.

"And that's your just cost to me and these are out the threshold 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 quotation for the sales event. I'm only here because she worked so hard on this sale. If I didn't need to get back to forge soon, I would have just left and gone to your rivalry. How retentive do you think this will take ?"I say with an air of superiority.

"Sir, we will have all the paperwork done and the cars ready in less than 90 minutes. Will that be sufficient ?"Klaus says to us. However, I see Sharon having a hard time sitting still in her chairperson, the uncomfortable chair.

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

He leads us to another much more lavish office. 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 to wait for another customer.

"Oh no BJ, you get to stay in here with us. You're our sales person you get to glean the rewards of selling us not one but TWO railway car,"I say to her in figurehead of Mr. Rollo.

He nods telling her to sit down and join 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 lots of matter. Sharon goes on a sales pitch to BJ about how good of a chief I've been. She tells her about today's dangerous undertaking, the gun grasp, the course of instruction on gun prophylactic, the fabulous tiffin, and now getting her a new car. I think to myself that BJ is truly a beauty. She is certainly more beautiful than the twins Corey and carol While she is no Jill, nor Dakota, nor even Amy for that issue she is quite beautiful, you can see it.

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

The three of us stand together, the noblewoman flanking me as the back-office lady snap fastener three pictures trying to make surely she gets a near 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 whit ahead,"she says.

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

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

"Ah, Mr. Rollo, I want to thank you. You made it easy for BJ to quit your firm. I'm taking her with us. If you think she still owes your house money, feel free to send me the bill. I'll have my forensic effectual squad go over what you say she owes you bloodline by line. Should we bump even one penny out of home, I'll have no choice but to file away complaints with the California bettor Business government agency, the California section of business concern, AAA, and any other bureau I can think of. Please tell Mr. Klaus we thank him. goodby Mr. Rollo, '' I say to him as I get up and leave with BJ and Sharon.

As we walk to the door, I deal BJ the keys to the wild blue yonder car.

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

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

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

She hands me her phone. I put my mobile phone number and the address of the Chateau on her phone and enjoin her to use the car 's GPS to get to my house. She hesitantly agrees. I can tell that she is very anxious. I just turned her life upside down, but hopefully for the considerably.

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

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

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

"Well, Sharon has a new car. I'm very happy that I fulfilled my promise to her when I hired her. Hey, I have an estimation about tomorrow, let me mouth to you when we get home, oh, and I have another new mortal to unite our group. I hired our car sales rep,"I say to Jill.

"How blonde 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 hour, 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 tooth in both automobile when we get to the house.

As we turn down the service road to the house, I see in my eyeshade mirror BJ's face. She is astounded at the homes. We pull into the courtyard of the Chateau. I see the gate guy wire have installed the logic gate, but it is still in the open positioning. I also see the security guys van here. Although, I don't see the safety guy's vehicle.

Sharon parks her car in the absolute mall of the courtyard. BJ parks the gamy car adjacent to Sharon's car. We get out of the automobile and head to the door. BJ is shocked and amazed. When we open the doorway and go inside, I was worried for a moment that she might just blow over out. Her caput 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 ladies give me a big romantic kiss. I take Jill by the hand and guide her outside to the court. I ask her,"Jilly, what's your pet color ?"

"wild blue yonder"

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

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

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

"I'm making broiled Chicken to thresh about into freshly made alfredo and egg attic. Sammy is making some digit food appetiser and I think he's going to make a multiple layered vanilla extract and strawberry patty for sweet,"Bobby tells me. I look at the microwave oven clock and see that it is after 5pm. I feel bushed and sit down at the table.

I have a soft pair of workforce cover my eyes, but by the perfume, I can tell that the mitt belong to Amy.

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

"Yes, my dearly, Jill does acquire caution of all the tangible visor. However, I'm guessing that our guest is Dr. Ronda. She's referring to wanting to bet 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 help at the Hawk, so please make her feel welcome,"I say to Amy.

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

"David,"I correct her.

"Or Daddy,"Amy interjects.

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

"No, Hugh Heffner changed the world. He made nude sculpture pictures of char into a world-wide magazine. I 'm just trying to fix my company, Jaxson Inc."I say to her.

"BJ, in the mental testing effort you made mention that you dated an elder man for a bit who convinced you to become a car salesman ? By chance, was the previous guy Mr. Rollo ?"I ask her.

'' How did you know ? I thought no one knew, '' She says with a stun 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 look for another customer, he just dismissed you. No recognition for selling two cars, no thank you for doing a good 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 sales agreement,"I tell her.

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

Melanie comes around the nook. She kisses me and sits in the chairwoman between BJ and myself.

"Who's this David ?"Mom asks.

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

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

"No favourite, I'm David's boss's widow. My husband, David's boss just passed away and David and Jill brought me back from my planetary house in the Hamptons to hang out here. Which I'm loving, especially with these precious guy wire that are here like Bobby and his counterpart Sammy, who is in the other kitchen, '' Mom tells BJ.

I see in BJ's eyes that she has questions, I get up osculate Mom and even kiss BJ on the top of her drumhead and pass back towards my bedroom to take a quick shower.

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

"Amy, darling, where is everyone ?"

"well, john and Jennifer went downtown to get Diane from the federal agency. The two CG guy are outside at the kitty and the Twin Falls 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 company as she had an issue she had to correct. Donna went to the call center, she wanted to hold in on something that she suspects happens when she's not there, so she wanted to give them a surprise visit. Fred is taking the limo back. I don't know where Marcus is, and marker Newberg said he would be back after 530pm. And of class, I'm here useable to you if you want me, anytime you want me,"Amy says with a twinkle in her eye.

I put my blazonry around her and pull up her to me. She stands on her tippy-toes to kiss me. We stand there for several minute just kissing. I pull her tightly to me. She puts her arms around my neck. I feel her midget body press itself against me. I hear her moan into my sassing as we continue our kiss.

I hear a slim 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 manner of walking out with Amy leaving BJ alone with me in my sleeping accommodation. BJ turns around and around looking at the sheer size of it of the bedroom.

"Sir, I'm not sure how well-fixed I feel. This is so surreal. You take me away from the dealership, you bring me to your home base, you have all these beautiful adult female. What the heck do you see in me ?"BJ says.

"BJ you're a beautiful char. Would I like to make physical amour 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 soul else feel good. Everything is consensual and none of it has anything to do with their job. drama, don't play, it's all up to you. We have lots of well-favored guy wire and early than John and Diane and Jill and I everyone is unity. John and Diane are engaged, but they play with everyone. Jill and I are married, but we also play with everyone. If you would care to play, just pick someone out and take on, we're a very favorable bunch. If you are bisexual, virtually all our women here are bisexual. If you know what a tramp is, that probably defines us the skilful,"I say to her.

"I don't know. I'm nervous. Sharon can't stop talking about you and your ability to please a woman. But I see this beautiful petite woman who just left this room, what 's her gens, Amy ? How do I contend 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 innovate him to you. He 's just a bit older than you but he 's a substantial devotee. All the cleaning lady just have it away to play with him. I think that he would be a majuscule low gear guy to play with."I tell her.

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

"favourite, you don't need to work up to me. I'm available to you virtually anytime. Although, I do take in a dearly friend who wants to play with me tonight coming over, Dr. Ronda,"I say to her.

I step forward. I put my subdivision around her and lean in and buss her. She responds a bit Thomas More than I anticipated. Her mouth parts and her tongue snakes its way into my mouth. I feel my stopcock beginning to tent out my garb pants. She feels it as well, reaching down and squeezing my nearly vertical cock. I caress her back. I begin to unbutton her blouse. I let it throw 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 fall to the storey as well. Her hands begin to explore my chest as she pulls my tee shirt over my head. I scoop her up in my subdivision, honeymoon elan and lay her on the gambol bed. I slide her slacks off her. I see that she has these cute beige lacing panty. I remove them. While I'm standing at the side of the bed, I unbuckle my own pants letting them settle to the story. I slide my Boxer down as well. I hear a diminished gasp as she sees my hard turncock pointing to the ceiling.

I get into the bed, moving my grimace between her thighs and leaning in to clobber her womanhood. She spreads her branch taking hold my hair and pulling me into her. I begin to lick and suck her tasty sex. I feel her getting wetter with each lick. I gently put two fingers inside of her scraping on her G-spot. This makes her moan loudly as she splashes my bridge player and carpus. She is moaning loudly now, pulling her knees up towards her brass giving me more than access to her woman. I keep curling my finger inside of her making her orgasm more and more until the big one hit like a mac truck.

"OH GAWD Saint David, THIS FEELS SO WONDERFUL, YOU ARE SO AMAZING, SHARON IS rightfield, YOU ARE AN AWESOME LOVER,"she says to me as a huge sexual climax 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 phrase as a third sexual climax rolled through right on top of the 2d one. I let her amass her sentiency after the thirdly climax. I pull her in close and just kiss her. She wraps her legs around me and pulls me in tightly.

"David, this is so a great deal expert than anything that I've experienced before. Thank you for taking me away from that ugly home. I guess at some stop I need to go home plate and organize for tomorrow,"she says to me.

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

She pulls herself into me and snog me passionately. She lays her top dog on my pectus and just Begin to circle her finger's breadth through my chest hair. 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 is make. I gently get up from underneath BJ and capitulum out, putting on my basketball shorts and a tee shirt. I leave my chamber door open. When I get to the sustenance room, Dakota and Jill are just coming back in with vast smiles on their faces. Clearly, they loved Jill 's new car. I got kiss from Dakota and a bigger osculation from Jill. I whisper in Jill 's ear that we have a new appendage of the playgroup in our drama bed. Jill smiling and says, `` Well, that did n't take very long, '' giggling at me.

We all head down to the kitchen to get some food. I see bathroom 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 entirely time.

I made myself a big plateful of food for thought. I thought about just how overnice my life has become since I became a chauffeur. Tomorrow is another day and Jill and I must meet this investiture chemical group about the knight tracks. We all eat our dinner enjoying each other's company.

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