The Chauffeur ( # 27 ) Getting Back to Work

By : PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

As everyone was sated with Sammy and Bobby's wonderful cooking, the chefs seemed to encounter their way to be around Melanie,

Both of them were clearly flirting with her and she was loving every moment of it. It certainly was nice to see her smile.

I pulled out my laptop and using a couple of earbuds that Dakota gave me, I plugged in and put on some music.

Logging into my work email, there was another 350 emails. I scanned through them. First one that I stopped on was from the truckage company manger. He was asking for another club of tires. He said that he now has a waiting list since we have priced them down so far that many independent truckers have begun to ask to be put on a list and to let them be intimate when More tires will be in-stock.

I sat back in my president. Maybe we stumbled onto something. I sent a follow-up email to that manager telling him that I would order another batch of the greatly increase parliamentary law from BF Goodrich. I also asked if we should be expanding the tyre statistical distribution to early centers since we have a standing waiting list. I followed up that email with another one to the BF Goodrich tyre guy. However, this time I sent him an extra listing of 15 extra locations that I want tires sent. I also inquired about the retread works in Texas.

I saw multiple e-mail from assorted tidings organizations. I read a mates, but the one that caught my attention was one from Jim Cramer and the Mad Money producer. She invited me to defend an audience with Jim via telephone, via video, or their hope, in person in New York metropolis. I replied to them saying that I needed a couple of hebdomad to changeover but would be willing to hail to New York for the in-person interview.

In my email rested one from FedEx. They referred to several software program from a R. Jaxson that will be delivered to our house today or tomorrow.

Further scanning brought me to one from the chef at Melanie's home. He asked if he could inquire what the job might be that I referred to, what would be the hr, would it be full meter as he didn't think that his services with Melanie would be needed much longer. He also attached a CV for me to look at to verify his qualification and teaching. I made note to chat with Melanie about this guy.

I began to show the ‘ read only'electronic mail, disposing them after. I was listening to some old blues medicine when I felt a span of lips on the spine of my cervix. I stared straight ahead thinking to myself ‘ who belongs to these soft brim'?

A unmarried finger began playing with my ear all the while the lips kept kissing the back of my cervix with an periodic natural language lick.

Then, a gentle whisper in my ear as one earbud was removed,"Daddy is it ?"

Before I turned around, I closed my laptop cerebration that I had done enough study for now.

Slowly, I turned around. It was Melanie. She was standing there naked. My shaft sprang to life. Again, just something about her made me require her. I stood up from the table, removing my early earbud. I pulled her in tightly. She slipped a finger's breadth from each hand into the waistband of my shorts and pushed them down.

"Saint David, thank you for bringing me here. This is just what an old gal need,"she says to me.

"Did you have something wicked in mind, my dear ?"I ask.

"testament you and Jill play with me ?"She asked.

"Absolutely ! You don't need to ask here Mel just pick someone and set about licking, sucking, fucking whatever you have in idea. My group is friendly. There may be some age difference but no one that I'm aware of has an issue with any of that,"I tell her.

I take her by the hand and jumper lead her to our bedchamber. When I open the door, we see privy and Marcus having their way with Jill. She is the centre of a spit-roast. Melanie blushes and endeavour to release around and walk away. I put my arm around her waist and pull her into the bedroom.

"St. David, she's busy. Don't pain in the neck her,"Melanie directs.

"Jill, honey, Melanie would like to take your place. tutelage to switch ?"I say loudly.

Jill responds by waving Melanie over to the bed. I push Mel towards the threesome. Jill stops sucking Marcus'peter and unplugs herself from John's massive tool. She pulls Melanie onto the bed.

"gentleman be nice to her,"is all that Jill says before getting out of the sport bed.

lav leans his face down and puts it between Melanie's stage as Marcus position her to be on all IV. Greedily, she begins to lick and suckle Marcus'still hard cock. It is twitching with excitement.

Jill and I walk over to the play bed. Jill starts playing with John's pecker from behind him and I begin stroking Melanie's back gently.

I whisper in her ear as I hear her slurp on Marcus,"Do you have any idea how sexy you look with a hard-young peter in your back talk and Saint John the Apostle getting you wet enough for his horse cock to infest your wonderful pussy ?"

Melanie moans and reaches out with one hand to stroke my cock.

I see St. John lift his cock up and slide it into Melanie, whose eyes just roll to the back of her read/write head. John began slowly and gently fucking her. He put his manpower on her hips to hold her movements. As time wore on, he began to increase his rhythm.

Marcus tells Melanie that he's about to cum. She keeps up her efforts of licking and sucking him. He erupts into her sassing. A minuscule bit dribbles out the side of her mouth running down to the bottom of her impudence before finally dropping off her fount and onto the bed.

Marcus leans into her thanking her and kissing her on her forehead before rolling off the maneuver bed.

Jill directs me to get up on the bed where Marcus was moments ago. She decided that she wants some attention from both me and Melanie. She strokes my peter qualification sure it is hard. She points to my putz and gently pushes Melanie's head towards my humanity.

John is now really fucking her hard and loyal. I see the glazed over look in Melanie's eye as she is trying punishing to stay on task of giving me a blowjob. Once I'm sufficiently wet, Jill climbs aboard and straddles my turncock into her ass. She has her back to me and her coochie facing Melanie. She takes Melanie by the ears and directs her towards her twat.

"poke me, Darling,"she directs to Melanie.

Melanie pauses for just a bit inhaling Jill's intoxicatingly terrific womanhood before snaking her tongue through her woman-folds. Jill leans back onto me, squirming her beautiful ass. I wasn't sure which got her going more, being the plaza of Melanie and I's sex sandwich or maybe my hard stopcock into her ass or Melanie's lingua exploring Jill's sex. It really didn't subject, two guys, two madam, lots of fun.

john finally hit his orgasmic vertex,"OH FUCK ME. THIS IS SO make out GREAT, FUCK MEEEEEEE,"he announces to the room in general.

flavour John's cock erupting into Melanie, made her lose place licking Jill for just a couple of here and now. Jill giggled and said to me,"Guess John had to work off all that nutrient somehow,"I laughed.

After John the Divine was finished cumming into Melanie, he did something that I didn't expect him to do. He came around to Melanie, thanked her, and leaned down to kiss her. After they broke from the kiss, lav took a mates of licks on Jill's puss and even jokingly poked her protruded clit. Jill moaned a thank you. John the Divine kissed Jill and turned to go forth the room.

Melanie stopped licking Jill and said to bathroom,"volition I get to sleep together you again ? Your cock is the biggest that I've ever had, and I would like Sir Thomas More, if you're will,"she says to him in a severe manner.

Saint John turns on his heels and comes back to the bed saying,"Ma'am, you can cause me anytime you want. That is one of the dainty things anyone has ever said to me,"before he leaned into her again, kissing her, although this time much more passionately.

When they broke, he kissed her nozzle and then the top of her forehead before getting back up off the bed and heading out.

Jill said to me,"John really is beginning to take on your timber. He's basically a miniskirt you. He's now fucking with a bit of a flair not just slamming that huge pecker into someone,"Jill says in a low pure tone as Melanie has gone back to licking and sucking on Jill as my dick is still buried into Jill's anal cavity.

I can feel Jill's body gift her away as pocket-sized climax are rolling through her.

"Jill my dear, Melanie asked to play with you. I think over the side by side bit you and her penury to do things together, shop class, fuck, more shopping, and lots more fucking,"I say smiling as I feel her wiggle her ass sideways from Melanie's tongue.

Melanie's trunk also begins to spasm. I see her heart roll back in her skull and her unwritten ravishment on Jill decelerate down dramatically. Jill reaches out and pulls her case into her pussy further. Melanie tries to lodge her clapper into Jill like a fizgig, but alas, she was cumming too hard to make that work.

observation Melanie and find Jill tantalize my turncock made me feel that wonderful twinge of the inevitable.

Jill who was now just leaning on my bureau came first,"OH FUCK ME, MELANIE YOU DO SUCH A WONDERFUL JOB WITH THAT TONGUE OF YOURS,"as I feel her soundbox strain up as a immense orgasm pounds my Jill's body.

I kiss Jill'neck as I begin to erupt into her ass. As I shoot my load into her, I feel it leaking out of her ass and onto my orchis. Melanie leans in a bit foster and licks the cum off my balls.

Melanie stops licking and rolling wave onto her backbone exhausted and almost breathless. I untangle myself from Jill's ass as my cock begins to deflate. I get up from the bed and head into the bathroom to clean myself up.

While I was in there, I heard conversation between Jill and Melanie. Couldn't quite hear the words, but I heard the voices clear enough.

After stepping out of the shower and drying off, I heard summoning of God Divine. This metre it was Melanie once again. She was hitting her orgasmic tip on all cylinders. I peeked my head out of the bathroom just in time to see Jill's face buried into Melanie. Mel's whole body shook as one coming after another rolled through her body.

Jill was relentless. She didn't let up as Melanie orgasmed over and over."OH GAWD JILL, YOU'RE MAKING ME CUM SOOOOOOOOOOO…."Her vox trailed off as another huge orgasm ravaged her body.

After several transactions of Jill laying permissive waste to Melanie's puss, Mel begged for Jill to stop, she didn't imagine she had any more odd to give. Jill moved up and kissed her aspect before wrapping her weapon around Mel. They both were satisfied. They stayed tangled up and slowly tried to fight off the monster known as sleep.

I smiled and stepped back into the toilet to toss my towel into the shackle. My laptop was calling, in my drumhead at least.

As I moved through the hallway, I realized how tired I was. I turned around and headed back to my bedroom. Once inside, I shed my shorts, kissed both Jill and Melanie and climbed into our catch some Z's bed. It didn't take long for sleep to overwhelm me.

CHAPTER 2

When I woke it was Mon and I needed to get back to oeuvre. The weekend was different to say the least, a big party, followed by a trip to Bob Jaxson's funeral, then back home bringing Melanie Jaxson with us. Jill was sleeping peacefully next to me in bed. Melanie wasn't in the way any thirster. I quickly showered, put on some dress short circuit and a E. B. White tee shirt and headed towards the kitchen.

I opened the laptop, put in the earbuds and logged into my work email.

In to a lesser extent than 18 time of day, my oeuvre email went from the less than 200 I had left it at to over 450. Really ? 450 ?

So, I began the process of scanning through looking for ones that were not read-only. First one that I found was from Roger. He explained what had happened at the Pinetree in New Orleans. Seems that a twosome of fraternity guys were holding a party, put the fix on social media. The political party grew exponentially and soon there were so many drunk college youngster that one of them tried diving into the pool from the second-floor roof. He didn't make the jump successfully. To try and obliterate the screwup, several of them set fire to the room, thus causing an evacuation of the intact hotel.

Although, he didn't ask for a reply, I sent him one thanking him for the update.

After Roger's email, there was one from the BF Goodrich guy. He sent another gallop tyre order, however he did some maths and sent additional tires to the 15 new locations, at BF Goodrich's toll as a thank you for being such a safe customer. He also said that the outset 5 tractor drone of old tyre had arrived at the retread location and will be made new and sent back.

I found myself going back to Melanie's chef electronic mail. I responded to him that I have a demand to avail several of our restaurant locations to form and take a leak the worker's lives much well-off. I asked him how much he made working for Melanie. I also told him that this position would necessitate him to locomote via commercial message airlines. I told him that I would have a discussion with Melanie about him and sent the email.

The guy that Roger had selected to palm firearms training was confirming our category Tuesday at 10am at the local pistol range. He said that those who don't own a piece, he would have respective with him. I thanked him and confirmed the date/time.

I saw an email from Jennifer's earpiece reminding me that I wanted her to check out other big office edifice. She had plans for a visit to Atlanta mid-week, just a flying stave trip. She was booked on Delta each way. However, she was asking if she should take Diane with her to read her away from her looney mom, Nikki. I replied that if she felt it to be the mightily affair to do, then do it. However, be sure to fly first class, no want to fly autobus. Then a thought came to me, do we need a travel agent on display panel as parting of the HR chemical group ? Outside of the two secret blue jet, there is a orotund amount of traveling. Maybe having an have travel agent might help defray some costs and eradicate multiple stops.

To assist eliminate some of the mass emails, I looked for ones that had the same lead-in and thus being replied ‘ to all ’. I figured out that I only needed to read the most recent one, thus giving me admission to all the comments and still getting the information being passed along.

Sharon had also sent one from her earpiece, asking about picking out a new car that I had promised when she was hired. I replied she should wreak me pamphlets of the two she most liked and we'll go from there. I already bought Dakota and Tina each a BMW, what would Sharon bring me ? My promontory guessed SUV, but my heart thought Mercedes.

I sent Jill an e-mail asking for 500 shares of Jaxson Inc. stock for each of the CG boy. They defended the castle. I wanted to make indisputable they knew how very much I appreciated their efforts.

As I was listening to music from the 80's a pair of weapon wrapped around my neck. One of the hands removed an earbud. I felt lips kissing my ear. Whom could it be ?

In a barely audible whisper I heard,"pa, can I let your sister too ?"I was sure at this point it was Jill having some fun with me. I turned around and was shocked to see, Melanie. She giggled at my daze. She explained that she knew that Jill and I were trying to conceive our own minor and thought she would pass water sparkle of it.

I stood up and put my limb around her, pulling her into me. I could feel my cock beginning to originate. She obviously felt it as well, putting her deal down my shorts and taking hold of my now hard cock. She gently stroked it. For some reason, I just wanted to sweep everything off the table and lay her down putting my turncock into her. She undid my shortstop and boxers letting the dip to the floor.

I reached down and lifted her up. She wrapped her pegleg around me as I positioned her wet pussy over my manhood. I lowered her down gently.

"Oh Jacques Louis David, you have no idea how much I have missed being touched, being loved, being used for the sexual being I am. I can't thank you enough for insisting that I come here with you,"she said to me with a look of sexual love in her eyes.

"Mel, you don't need to cannonball along home base, let's call this place your West Coast home,"I say to her trying to make her feel more at ease.

"Darling, I need to ask you about your chef at the Hamptons home plate. Is he usable ? I have a skillful full-time office for him in the restaurant group, will he be uncommitted anytime soon ? And, if so, how much do you pay him ?"I ask as we are rocking back and forth making each other feeling wonderful.

"Saint David, if you want him, he's yours. I've been worrying about what to do with virtually of the staff. Godfrey has already been spoken for by an overweening British couple a mile or so down the road. I pay my chef $ 36,000 a yr plus an annual bonus of $ 1500. Why ? Is that too much ?"she asks as we try to widen out our pleasure.

"OH, MY GAWD, DAVID…. I'M CUUUUUMMMMMMIIINNNNNGGGG,"she said breathlessly. Her oculus rolled to the back of her head. She put her headway on my articulatio humeri and began to just purr.

I just caressed her back while still thrusting myself into her womanly crease. I took a step forward pushing her up against one of the bar faeces. She leaned backwards and put her arms straight out balancing herself against the bar. I kept my gentle and rhythmical fucking. Her breathing stayed shallow and the focus of her eyes clearly was glazed over.

As she regained her calmness, she asked me,"St. David, do you ever go into the office ?"She asked while trying to refocus her senses.

"Not usually, why do you ask ?"

"wellspring, it seems to me that if you're supposed to be the nerve of the company, shouldn't you actually evidence your face ?"she asked.

"When it is necessity, I do evince my facial expression. However, I get more accomplished if the employees don't see me coming. I want a truthful peek at exactly what our customer see. If I announce my arrival, then I get a fancied-up visit and do not get an existent taste of what our customers are usually experiencing. Look at the top 100 party in the US more than 90 % of their senior management only want to inspect the ‘ best'their troupe has to offer. I take a different approach ; how can I fix it if I don't know what's broken ? DOE any of this make sense ?"I say to her.

"Do you think back when you told Bob to hump off and that you quit ? I told you that he threw his phone across the room and broke it into several pieces. Do you vaguely remember that ?"she asks.

"Vaguely ? It feels more like it was last hebdomad,"I reply.

"I never fixed that phone. I still have it. It means a lot to me. Until that phone call, I was surely that I was the only one who could evoke that type of anger out of Bob. He was used to steam-rolling multitude and getting his way all the sentence. You told him off and before he could contend with you or scold you or even learn you out to the woodshed for an attitude modification, you set him on his heels by quitting and hanging up. That was the exact moment that I knew you were the perfect person to run the ship's company. Bob couldn't throw his way with you, yet he respected you because you took responsibility for your natural process and your stage business decisions. Heck, the Nox we met you, if you remember, our usual driver Denise was in some sorting of chance event. You and Jill came and got us, you made the decision not to lodge us and Jill offered to stop and get me anything that I needed from Walgreen's."Melanie tells me.

"Thank you. That means a lot to me,"I say to her.

Over Melanie's shoulder I see my gorgeous married woman, wearing one of my white tee shirts come around the corner into the kitchen. She stops and kisses Mel quite passionately.

"How are you doing Mom ?"Jill asks.

"MOM ? ?"I ask.

"Yeah, I figure that since to the highest degree of the noblewoman here call you Daddy, maybe I should call Melanie Mom. Any job with that ‘ Daddy'?"Jill says to me all the while smiling her beautiful smile.

"Nope, none at all,"I say knowing there are bighearted things to make an issue about.

I kiss Jill.

"Aren't you done fucking Mom yet ? She might just be tired of your always wanting sex,"Jill says to me giggling.

"strait to me like you're green-eyed or envious,"I reply to her smiling.

"Jilly, you have no idea how much I'm enjoying this. He can love me anytime he wants to. Oh, and that boy, the mini-David fucked me silly yesterday. That boy can fuck !"She says with my dick still in her.

"Mom, do you bury we were right there ? Yes, John the Evangelist can fuck. He wasn't always that way, he has been a willing bookman,"Jill explains as she reaches out and twists one of my nipples.

"wellspring, if he's willing, I want to try him again,"Mel says to Jill.

"Jilly ? I like that name for you my darling. Mom, that's two things you've come in up with that's wonderful,"I say to her as I thrust a bit harder.

"Two ? What was the first ?"Jill asks.

"To stop calling this place the Commune, start calling it the Chateau,"I keep up the increased thrusting pace.

"Jilly, how does he do this, he just keeps making me cum and cum and cuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmmm,"she says splashing my turncock yet again with her woman juice.

As I watched Mom reach a flower yet again, Penny came around the corner, wearing her copper colored collar. I smiled. This was the initiatory metre she has openly wore the collar since asking me to be her sea captain full time.

"come over here and introduce yourself to Mom,"I direct Penny.

Jill watches with amazement.

Looking down at the floor, Penny moves over next to me and sheepishly says,"hi Mom. I'm Penny. This is my Master. I'm here to serve,"she says in a slavish tone. She kneels next to me looking down at the floor.

"Saint David ! You are a Dom as well as being pop ? That's so cool, we need to blab out later,"Melanie says.

Jill is just smiling.

"Penny, I don't cogitate your sea captain has cum yet,"Jill says without giving any specific direction.

I withdraw my cock from Melanie and call on my torso towards Penny. She willingly opens her mouth and begins licking and sucking all of Melanie's womanhood juice off my hammer and balls.

Jill puts her mitt behind Penny's head and pushes her brass farther towards my renal pelvis causing her to gag a bit. She swallows hard moving my cock into her throat. I thrust a couple of times before I feel that delightful twinge. Without any word of advice to my submissive I unload the subject matter of my balls into her belly. Even though this feels wonderful, I look at Melanie's eyes get large. Is she amazed or excited about penny ?

As I finish shooting my intact lading into Penny, it dawns on me that Jill won't get pregnant if I keep dumping all my loads into others without putting any in Jill.

cent begins to lick and suck my dick to houseclean me up.

Melanie leans into my ear and susurration,"That's the most titillating thing that I've ever seen. You know what this means don't you ?"she says as she is gently running a single finger through the whisker on my chest.

My mind went into overdrive, Melanie my submissive ? sanctum fuck ! THAT would be wonderful, this high society char of division being completely subservient to someone else. However, I felt that I needed to beak out an appropriate collar and think of a classy epithet for her. Princess came to listen, but I need to think some more on this.

"Is anyone hungry ? I'm starved. I think the chefs went home yesterday, unless ‘ Mom'drug them into her bedchamber,"I say laughing.

"NO ! I didn't, I wanted to, but they kissed me and left saying that they would be back in a day or two. They were precious. I don't know which one I like more,"Melanie says to us.

"Did you get a prospect to play with Fred ? He can rock your world as well,"Jill says to Melanie.

"penny, will you go around and wake everyone. It's time to bug out getting quick for a day of work,"I direct Penny.

"Yes, Master."She says getting up from her position next to me.

Jill reaches into the fridge and teem me a ice of my Ananas comosus juice. She kisses me and tells me she's going to modify and head up to the office to do some employment. I let her do it that I made another parliamentary procedure of tires and to please urinate surely the other bill from BF Goodrich was paid. She said she would demand upkeep of it and headed off towards our bedroom.

Melanie took a composition towel and wiped up our messiness off the barstool. Giving herself a quick wipe as well before throwing the paper towel into the trash.

"David, how do you do it ? You seem to go, go, go all the time. Is there a secret that I'm not aware of ?"Mel asks me.

"No mystery. I love sex, it really charges me up. I drink my pineapple succus. I eat regularly and most of all, I don't leave stress to take delay of me all that often. You've met many of the wonderful mass that I call my fun group. They help observe me balance and not all wired up. trust me, if John keeps playing with you, you'll understand what I'm talking about. Next to eating, sex is his main goal in sprightliness,"I explain to Mel.

Melanie gets up and gives me a candy kiss before she heads back to her room, Tina's erstwhile elbow room. I sat there thinking about Tina, hoping she is doing OK. I made a bill to text her today and maybe cause Amy address her.

As others came into the kitchen, I asked Amy if she would scramble me a couple of orchis and make me a pair off slash of goner. She kissed me and began to pluck out the necessary stuff to prepare my request.

John and Diane came into the kitchen. John immediately said,"Oh wonderful, Amy's making breakfast,"with a big smiling on his face.

"This is for dada, maybe if you ASK, I'll make you something as well,"Amy says grin and giggling.

"Amy, my darling, would you please ready something for Diane and myself ?"He says in a nervy sarcastic manner. Both Diane and I laughed at his routine. This made even Amy chuckle a bit.

Amy reaches into the electric refrigerator again pulling out more food.

Dakota finally makes an appearance. I kiss her effective morning. She looks over at the burnt umber pot and sees it not making coffee yet. Diane gets up and starts making it for her. She smiles and kisses Diane on the impudence. Dakota comes over to me and sits down on my lap, kissing me and telling me ‘ honest morning ’.

"Dakota let's take Melanie to the Hawk. I want to see how the labor ended up. I also want to see Sharon, make sure she is OK with our weekend fun political party. I think she really took to us quite well. Oh, and everyone, just so you all know, please start calling Melanie MOM. I think she really likes look that she is region of our family. Jill and I owe her everything, if it wasn't for her and Bob, none of this would consume been possible, so please proceed doing what you've already been doing, just now, call her Mom,"I explain to everyone who is nodding their heads.

Dakota gets up off my lap and mind to get her telephone to arrange for a limo to admit us to the Hawk.

Since I still had a twain of minutes before breakfast would be ready, I headed down the hallway to coiffure for work.

After getting dressed for work, I went back to the kitchen and ate breakfast. Saint John had already gobbled up plate number one and was filling his plate for serving number two. Diane sat quietly eating. Amy had a plate on the counter next to where she was cooking.

"Amy, keep an eye out for some boxwood being delivered by FedEx. Text me when they arrive,"I tell her.

I kiss her as Dakota and Melanie both arrive at the kitchen. Mom pours herself a cup of java as does Dakota. There's a belt on the look threshold, the car and Fred had arrived.

I grab my laptop computer and back face pack. Dakota has her assistant'book and we head out to the car.

CHAPTER 3

The ride to the hawk was a lot quicker than I had anticipated. When we arrived, Fred dropped us off at the movement door. I told Fred that we wouldn't need him until about tiffin meter and maybe his Italian restaurant would be a adept alternative. He said he would be back about 11:30. I thanked him, putting another tip in his pocket.

I said hello to the security measures guard and the three of us rode up to the top story. I felt Mom teasingly gouge my ass until the lift stopped to let some people on. She just smiled at me. Dakota moved a bit closer to me, still have no musical theme what it is about Dakota that makes me grateful that she came into my life.

When we reached the top floor, we stepped off. I headed over to Sharon's desk. She had her back to me working on her electronic computer. I saw several car bill. I was right on both business relationship. She had one SUV a capital of Nebraska Navigator and a Mercedes E-class sedan chair. It was the third base flier that surprised me : A ford F-150 pickup truck.

I picked up the flyer and looked at it. It just didn't seem like her.

"That one is my backing pick if the other two are too expensive,"Sharon says to me.

"You don't need a backup choice. Which one do you really want ?"I asked.

"Um, if you don't really beware, the Mercedes. Always wanted something squeamish and classy,"She says.

"No worries, when would you like to go plunk it out ?"

"Whenever it is convenient to you sir,"she replies.

I give her a wink and ask where do we feature me set up. She pauses and says,"We don't have anything set up for you. I thought you worked from home."

"Well, Melanie thinks I should throw an office, at least, here to make as my ‘ domicile base ’. What do you think ?"I ask.

"Um, I'm not sure that would be a good musical theme after this past weekend,"she says to me with a New York minute. I just grin, trying hard not to take her by the paw in figurehead of everyone and scurry off to an vacate office.

Dakota takes Mom's hand and take the air her around the top floor so she could see the mystify view.

I leave my stuff at Sharon's desk and hustle off to charm up with Dakota and Mom. As we walk through the office, several people stand and introduce themselves and explain what they do for the company. I introduce both Dakota and Melanie. Each time I introduce Melanie the eyes get with child in amazement. Apparently, they had never had people this high up in the company just casually walk around the floor.

By the time we had made a full circle, Sharon had set me up in one of the conference way that had a nice view of the city. I asked her to join us for an update on what was going on inside the building. I also had Dakota call the locksmith guy and get him over here at his convenience to start the lock changing on unoccupied office staff in the unhurt building.

As she was making the call, Sharon asked about the outcome for the FBI agents and their families. Melanie interrupted and asked if she could facilitate with that. I gave her the information and told her one affair that I wanted was for it to happen at the Chateau and for it to be menage friendly, puddle, BBQ and gobs of music and fun. Sharon led Melanie back to her desk and set her up at a nearby desk to make calls.

I opened my laptop and asked Dakota to obtain out where the information that the Kraft people brought us. I wanted to see how the oeuvre played out. She went out to Sharon, got the information and led me to one trading floor down.

When the elevator opened, we went looking around for the authority that had boxes in them. We came to a prominent conference room with about 8 or 9 boxes that were still waiting to be processed. We went further down and found tape on several doors notating which building that the boxes inside belonged to.

One door was the Flamingo, which someone had printed off a color picture and taped it to the threshold. This was for the Tampa building.

The next one was an eagle, obviously for Washington DC.

The third one was a Snowy Owl for the President Madison, Wisconsin building.

The quaternary one had a picture of a Blue Jay for the Toronto building, our only international building.

And of line, that last one was the Hawk, the construction we were in.

I started with the Hawk, opening boxes and looking through the files. All seemed to be in a nice order with each box labeled maintenance, tax, edifice design, and early miscellaneous ways to indicate what each box held. I had Dakota clear annotation that I wanted all these box to be under lock and key in a twain of closets. I did require the most recent file cabinet of taxes and any legal notices in a file cabinet console by Sharon, for informality of access.

After the Hawk, we went back to the Blue Jay. This building intrigued me. It was our only international construction, but more importantly, it was the tallest building at 75 level with an sequester 12 tier parking garage. I made notes about getting all these boxes to them, but I wanted to chance out whom might be Sharon's equal over there.

Dakota suggested that we find out this entropy for all the edifice. She also reminded me that I was going to announce the mop up of the Montana auditing center. I smiled, thanking her as I had totally forgotten. I dialed up our HR and told them to constitute the announcement internally, but more importantly for anyone who wanted to transfer to LA, we would offer assistance. I gave HR Deutschmark Newberg's name and contact phone, remembering that we had hired him, but I didn't know where he was working from. HR said they would track him down.

After about three 60 minutes, Sharon came looking for us. She said that Fred was downstairs whenever we were ready. I invited Sharon to join us for luncheon. She willingly accepted.

Sharon took us back up to Melanie, where we all headed out to lunch. I was looking forward to Fred's Italian restaurant. On the drive down to Fred, I asked Sharon about a couple of things. beginning, are we prepared to send out these file boxes to their corresponding building. indorsement, which Mercedes did she really want.

"Sir, I believe that most of the boxes are ready. I expect that you will probably spend most of the day reviewing the boxful, but your team worked strong getting all those boxes ready for you,"she explained.

"And what about your choice in car ?"I inquired.

"Um, if I'm allowed, I would like the Mercedes E form. I've never owned such a voluptuary car in my intact liveliness. I've always had the old reliable car that was held together with duct tape and Elmer's glue."She said in a unplayful manner.

Dakota was already texting Fred. Mom was peering over her shoulder smile.

"Let's go eat, I'm starvation,"I said to no one in particular.

When the elevator stopped at the bottom floor, the surety guard waved me over saying,"Sir, I'm sure you don't call back me, but you tried to invite me and my wife one Lord's Day good morning to join you and your home for breakfast. Well, my wife wants me to protract an offering to you to link us for dinner one evening,"he says to me.

"That would be howling. Probably in the following couple of weeks, I'll be having a shindig at my base, pool, BBQ, medicine stacks of fun, very kinsfolk friendly. We would love it if you and your integral family would join us. Here's my card, let me put my base name and address on the back along with my personal prison cell headphone number. ring me !"I hand him my business card.

We shake deal and my chemical group heads out to Fred and the waiting car.

"What's the soundly word Fred ?"I ask.

"È una giornata meravigliosa per la pasta"he says to me in his best Italian accent.

"What does that stand for ?"I ask.

"It means that it's a heavy day for alimentary paste,"he says smiling at me.

"Let's go, I'm hungry,"I say getting into the car.

The ride to the restaurant didn't take that long. Sharon asked why we weren't going to our own eatery brand. I explained that this eatery that Fred introduced us to was delightful. She shrugged and just accepted my reasoning.

On the way there I reminded Dakota about the firearm training tomorrow at the police pistol range. Both Sharon and Mom asked if they could join as well. I told them,"The more the merrier,"smiling the solid way.

"Dakota, later, when you have some time, please call Tina. I want to make sure she made it to her Mom's OK,"I said to her.

When Fred pulled the limo into the parking lot, I made sure that Fred was invited to join us for tiffin. He accepted with his usual politeness.

He pulled the car up to the figurehead room access, scurried around and opened the door for the four of us to exit. He then pulled the limousine to the far end of the parking lot to try and not postulate up any flush parking spaces.

As he walked towards the eating place, I could see the gibbosity that his shoulder joint holstered small-arm made in his jacket.

When he got to the door, I held the threshold open up for him. He tried to be genteel, but I just playfully pushed him inside. He was immediately greeted by his protagonist, the owner.

Mom commented about how delicious the whole place smelled.

"Bob didn't like Italian, said it was too mussy and not something train people eat,"she said to us all.

The owner sat us at a nice table that held 6. The gregarious possessor kissed on the cheek each of the dame, with a bit of a dalliance to Mom.

"The usual,"Fred said.

The owner brought over 5 wine shabu and a big bottleful of Chianti. He began to pullulate for everyone, but I politely declined asking for glass of succus. He offered me grapeshot juice, orange succus and apple juice. I chose the Malus pumila juice.

"Um, Jacques Louis David, you don't beverage ?"Mom asked.

"No, not really. I prefer to be clear headed not in some wine induced haze,"I answered.

"But, isn't that a bit hypocritical ? You're telling Sharon that she can drink, but you refuse to. That seems counterintuitive,"she says to me.

"No one is making anyone drink. If anyone doesn't want to or feels they would rather have something else, then that's up to them to mouth up,"I reply.

Mom shrugs her shoulders and begins chatting with Sharon.

As the server brings my apple juice, she also brings a big basket of Allium sativum toast.

"This is Yummy, Mom !"Dakota exclaims as she is reaching into the hoop before anyone else.

As we are all enjoying the garlic bread, the home of spaghetti with meat sauce come. They also bring a gravid shaker of fret Parmesan-Romano cheese. Everyone takes turns shaking it onto their lunch. We are all laughing, eating, and enjoying lunch. No study, no drama, no stress.

"Hey, I know you, you're David Greene. I saw you on the telly,"this British people guy says from two table away.

"David, that's Billy matinee idol !"Mom says to me all excited.

Billy gets up and comes over to our table, pulling a chair up succeeding to me, but not actually at the mesa, just in the aisleway.

"Am I remembering right or was I in a drunken stupor, did you push me one Night in a limousine ?"He asks rather loudly.

"Yes, I did. It was my first night. I was learning to suit a chauffeur working with a company that I now own. I remember you were a client. Have you gotten one of our new guest only cards ?"I ask.

"Absolutely, Mate. That calling card is wicked. I don't have to carry cash any foresightful, plus I can use the card anywhere just like a Mastercard,"He says. I see Fred being very interested in the revelation about me learning to be a chauffeur.

"Billy, will you delight join us for lunch ?"Mom asks.

"Sorry luv, my girlfriend Daisy and I just got our meal,"He replies.

Fred leans back and asks that their meal be moved over to our table and an additional chair be added to accommodate. The host goes and collects the plates bringing them and Daisy over to the table. Mom pushes me over to attain room for billy goat and his girlfriend. I just smile and scooch my chair over. Dakota is smiling now from ear to ear.

I ask Dakota if she had a circuit board for microphone booker, our record label guy. She reached into her Quran and produced one for me.

"billy club, here's my recording studio executive's card. He's willing to put up you 6 unfreeze hours of studio time,"I tell him as I am handing him Mike's card.

"SIX hours you say lad ? Man, that's a whole lot of time. Are you for sure you want an old bugger like me to take up six hours of recording studio apartment time ?"He says.

"Do you need the time or not ? We would have it away to have you come and work on new poppycock,"I say. Mom is now watching and listening to the body of work conversation. She asks for a pair of wine glasses for Billy and Daisy. When the server reappearance with them, she has the server put some Chianti into the glasses. Mom takes them and gives them to he-goat and Daisy, who graciously accept them.

Listening to Mom and Billy chat, I look around the way. Virtually everyone in the eatery is watching and listening to their conversation. Billy regales us with tarradiddle of being on the road and some of the ‘ really, really stupid things that he used to do while on turn ’. mass were whispering and trying to orient subtly at Billy.

billy leans over to me and says quietly,"Get used to it mate, you're a celebrity now,"he says smiling and going back to his conversation with Mom.

I feel a paw caressing my thigh underneath the table. It's Sharon. I look at her and smile giving her a wink.

As the first bottle of Chianti is emptied, truncheon offers to buy us another one. Fred and I decline but the three noblewoman say yes.

We're all finished with our meals ; the possessor comes by and thanks us for our patronage. He asks if he can lease a picture of nightstick, he obliges.

Fred pokes his imaginary ticker silently. I ask for our bill, our new protagonist billy goat tries to pay for the repast, but I won't allow it. He's our guest and thus we pay for our invitee. Dakota hands him my business enterprise add-in, on the back she has written our computer address and tells truncheon and Daisy that if they're in town this weekend, to stop by. He says he will check his agenda, but don't be surprised if they do kibosh by.

I take a severely look at Daisy, she's about Dakota's age with a slightly fully grown frame and dumbbell. I'm guessing she's a big C or maybe a small D cup. As I pay for the meal, Mom practically leaps into billystick's thorax asking Dakota to involve a picture of him and her together. Just before the telephone camera wink, Mom turns and plants a big candy kiss on Billy's back talk. The flash lamp goes off at exactly the right moment. Mom squeals with delectation.

Daisy walks around the commotion and comes over to me. She kisses me, not on the lips but on the cheek whispering in my ear,"if we come to your house, I get you first,"I kiss her back, but on the back talk. She squeezes my ass and all of us say our goodbyes.

As we are walking through the eatery, Fred ends up following to me asking,"You were a chauffeur ?"

"Yep, that's how Jill and I met. She was my trainer. At the time she was the most requested chauffeur in the society,"I say about Jill.

Fred offers to go get the limousine and wreak it to the front, I tell him that the paseo will do all of us unspoilt, including our three dame who drank near of two bottles of Chianti. Fred and I just laughed about that one.

"Sharon, call the office, tell them I'm kidnapping you and you won't be back until tomorrow,"I say to her.

She gladly calls work telling them just what I instructed her.

"All done foreman, time to go home and dally ?"she asks with a scintillation in her eyes.

"Absolutely !"

"Fred, to the office let me get my laptop and then we're heading home,"I tell him.

He complies without hesitation.

Melanie and Dakota are sitting adjacent to each other chatting away about their preferred billystick graven image Song dynasty. Mom loves ‘ greyback cry'while Dakota likes ‘ Edward Douglas White Jr. marriage ceremony ’. I pipe in with ‘ Mony, Mony ’. Sharon, on the other hand, lays her question in my lap, stroking my cock through my pant. Dakota giggles.

Fred announces we are at the Hawk as he pulls the limo up to the forepart door. I get out and hurry into the lift. The ride is slow as people get on and get off stopping at several storey. When I arrive at the top story, I step off the lift to see our admirer the locksmith. I go over to him, cover what I want to happen. He says it will contain at to the lowest degree a workweek, maybe a bit longer if he gets luck of emergency calls as he just was approved for AAA service. I told him, no Rush, work at your own pace don't via media your other clients. He thanks me for the patronage and goes back to his work.

I get my laptop computer, my packsack and question back down to the car. I stop at Sharon's desk and seize her purse and exclude off her computer.

Thankfully, the drive down was very much faster than going up as we only had to halt once to foot masses up, but they were heading to the bottom trading floor as well.

I got into the limo and we headed back to the Chateau.

Sharon wasted no time in unzipping my pants and sportfishing for my pecker. She wrapped her lips around the bulgy head and began sucking me, licking me, and trying to swallow my integral humanity. This made Dakota chuckle. Watching us, Mom began playing with herself. Dakota slid over side by side to her and began playing with Mom allowing her to just sit back and go a voyeur to Sharon and me.

As I was enjoying Sharon's oral expertise, I see Dakota move down in social movement of Mom, pulling her pants and step-in down and snake her tongue into Mom's wet pussy. Mom lets out a big moan, gently grasping Dakota's head pulling it into her deeper. Dakota inserts two digit into Mom rubbing them firmly on her G-spot, which made her cum almost instantly.

Dakota kept licking as the limousine hurried towards the house.

Fred announced that we were about two minutes from the home. The ladies all began to reevaluate themselves. Sharon, a bit disappointed, stuffed my cock back into my pants and zipped me up.

As Fred held the door open for everyone, I told him to park the car over in the quoin and join us inside, he politely accepted. I could see he was very charm with Mom.

CHAPTER 4

I waited by the front door for Fred. He parked the limousine and called Paula letting her know that the limo is parked at the Chateau. She replies and he hangs up.

Once we're inside, I am met by a horny Sharon. She takes me by the bridge player and leads me to my bedroom. Mom takes Fred's hand and leads him to her sleeping accommodation. Dakota follows Sharon and me.

inside my bedroom, Sharon is undressing quickly. She unbuckles my belt, unzips my pants, and pushing my shorts down to my ankle. I step out of them all and remove my shirt. I'm now as naked as she is. Dakota only takes a brace of seconds to get naked as well. She knows that I always love having her join in with me and whomever else I'm playing with.

Sharon get-up-and-go my defenseless body onto one of the play seam. Dakota gets in on the other side of me. Sharon begins to cream and take up my manhood into her lip in a wolfish manner. Dakota pushes me back and puts her sweet wet pussycat over my waiting glossa. Dakota was riding my side, and Sharon was using her oral skills on my concentrated peter. I could hear her gag a bit as she tried to swallow my entire shaft, but it kept touching her uvula causing her to gag copious amounts of spittle.

I'm really enjoying this risky venture with Sharon and Dakota. I think to myself just how perfumed Dakota's pussy juice appreciation. I thrust my tongue into her harder and deeper. I tilt my head a bit to begin nibbling on her clit. This makes her yelp just a bit since I didn't apply her any warning.

The oral bodily process stopped. It only stopped for a couple of present moment as I felt a warm, tight puss impale on my hard-wet cock. The whole bed is rocking as Sharon is moving her hips back and Forth River and Dakota was matching the hip movements.

Dakota came first. She stayed completely silent, yet I felt her knees clamp hard on my read/write head as a immense sexual climax rolled through her. Her pussy expelled a large measure of charwoman juice, which I lapped up with enthusiasm even if my own external respiration was being obstructed quite a bit.

Sharon was not silent at all. When she hit her orgasmic peak, she just yelled out,"YOU ARE THE BEST hirer IN THE WHOLE cosmos, GAWD DAMN THIS FEELS SO GREAT. I'M CUUUUUUMMMMMIIIIIINNNNNNGGGGGGG,"she says as her body shakes with an orgasmic spasm.

I feel her wetness splash my tool and egg.

Sharon collapses on my chest. Dakota gets off my face as her mother wit return to her and her external respiration returns to rule. Dakota kisses me declaring her sexual love for me yet again. She gets off the bed and walks a bit wobbly-legged towards the lavatory. I hear the shower Begin. In my principal, I was thinking how a great deal fun it is to be with her in the shower.

It doesn't take very long before I hear Sharon lightly snoring as her head relaxation on my breast. In the distance, I could hear Mom reaching her peak with Fred, or at to the lowest degree I believed it to be Fred.

I gently work my way out from underneath Sharon, leaving her quietly sleeping on the play bed. I step into the bathroom, but not in time as Dakota was done with her cascade and almost completely dried off. I put my arms around her from behind. I whispered in her ear,"Darling River, I am so glad that you came into my life,"I say as romantically as potential to her.

She twists her body around putting her coat of arms around my neck and osculate me toilsome and passionately.

"pa, it's me whose lucky. You have given me the one thing in life story that I've always wanted but never trusted anyone plenty to allow occur. You've given me a infant. OUR baby,"she says looking me straight in the eyes before our rim meet yet again.

"I just knew I smelled orgasms,"Jill says giggling a bit seeing Dakota and me in the bathroom.

I kiss Jill.

"I see you laid waste to our new gal, Sharon. She's on the child's play bed snoring. Jeeze David, it's fun to play with them, but do you really have to have it away them into oblivion ?"She says to me in a laughing manner.

"Is Mom still at it in her bedroom ?"I ask.

"Yes, she is. Who's in there with her, one of the chefs ?"Jill asks.

"No, Fred,"I say to her. Jill's eyes grew big and she begins to laugh.

"Really ? Damn, she's quite the slut, isn't she ?"Jill says.

Dakota starts laughing and says,"Aren't we all ?"

That comment made all three of us laugh. I jump in the shower and Dakota leaves the bathroom. In just a twain of moments, Jill is naked and in the shower with me.

"Got anything left for me ?"Jill asks with a smile.

"EVERYTHING I have is for you,"I say as I lean into her and kiss her. She puts her implements of war around me. We just stand underneath the hot water making out like a match of teenagers. I'm not sure how farsighted we stood there kissing, but it felt like quite a while.

We chose to just shower and get cleaned up. Jill turned off the water supply and we stepped out and began drying each other.

When we were dry, Jill began brushing her haircloth. I offered to help her, which she accepted. I took her by the hired man and led her to our bed. I sat on the bed with my branch spread in a V bod so Jill could sit with her back close to me. I began brushing her hair's-breadth. She began moaning and telling me how a great deal she loves being petted. slight affair such as brushing her hair she truly enjoys. I lean forward and kiss the backbone of her neck. I keep kissing the spinal column of her cervix.

"Let's take a leak a sister,"she says to me.

I turn her around and lead off kissing her lips just like we were doing in the exhibitor. We just kept kissing and stroking each former. It might receive been one of the most erotic things we have done in quite a while. She pulls me on top of her and our bodies merge as one. I thrust gently. She wiggles her body underneath me. I push deep into her. She responds by thrusting back on my humanity. She digs her heels into the mattress and raising her hip joint to meet my thrusting. We push ourselves towards a mutual visor. When it arrives, we orgasm virtually simultaneously. Something in my head Tell me that we have achieved our end. A infant ! I don't roll in the hay how to explain it, but I know just as sure as I know that Jill loves me.

After we both reach an orgasm together, we just lay there still coupled and defend each early whispering our resolve of sexual love for one another.

At some point during our love-making, Sharon woke up and went to the bath to shower. She put one of the large robes on and left our room.

Jill and I just laid in each other's arms for quite a while. In my capitulum, I was celebrating. We had made a baby ! Of grade, facts would have to be checked to wee sure we achieved what we set out to attain, but in my bosom and in my pass, I knew it was mission accomplished. I wanted to jump out of bed, run through out the vestibule yelling"we made a babe !"But I thought safe of it and just laid in bed with the love of my life.

We both must induce dozed off. When I woke, I moved myself from being all tangled up with Jill. My bladder was my passe-partout, now. I head into the bathroom and do my business. After washing my hands and brushing my teeth I head out and put on another pair of basketball shorts and a whiteness tee shirt.

Quietly, I head out of the sleeping room, looking over my articulatio humeri at my beautiful sleeping wife. I close the door once I was in the hallway. I hear a door surface behind me. I turn to see Fred just leaving Mom's room. Nice ! I think to myself.

I walk to the kitchen. Something olfactory sensation delicious. Amy tells me that she is making a very large pot of kick stroganoff. She tells me that she uses base chuck instead of cub beef. It makes the dish go farther, which with privy living with us we certainly need. I take a spoon and fill it. I blow on it then take the bite, it was delicious. I started to carry another sharpness but was playfully chastised by Amy not to double-dip. I rolled my eyes telling her that if I can suck the char juice out of her, I think I can have another spoonful. She laughs and hands me another clear spoon.

I head over to the battlefront door and nibble up my laptop. I plug in and log into my work email once again. Lots of email, but none of any real importance. I begin trudging through the read-only ones, deleting them after they're read.

Amy comes over and sits down. She has kind of a somber expression on her face.

"Daddy, why did Tina exit us ?"She says to me.

"Her Mom really needs her now that her Father has passed on. Tina just wants to step out on her own, suit her own woman. She knows she is loved by everyone here and I made sure she knew she is always welcome here. I know it hurts,"I say to her in a heartfelt manner.

"But it was such a surprise. I thought that maybe I had done something wrong,"she says

"You didn't do anything wrong. I know how you feel. I miss her too. Did you call her or hear from her ? Did she get to her Mom's safely ?"I ask.

"Yeah, I got a text message that she made it to her Mom's OK,"Amy tells me.

"wellspring, at least we know she made the head trip safely,"I say to her in a serious manner.

I put my arms around her and just pay her a nice gentle hug.

Fred comes into the kitchen. He stands over the pot of stroganoff staring into it. Amy breaks from the hug to walk over and hand Fred a clean spoon. He fills the spoon, blows on it to cool it off a bit then put the whole spoonful in his mouthpiece. He moans in approval and stands there looking at the pot silently debating about also double-dipping. Amy hands him another clear spoon and mockingly says,"Men."

I chuckle to myself.

Fred asks after his second mouthful of food if he could just sit and utter with me a bit.

"look at a ass Fred,"I tell him.

"Um, sir how is it you ended up becoming a chauffeur, meeting Jill, marrying her and more importantly ended up owning that car service company ?"Fred asked.

"well, it started with me applying for a part fourth dimension job to append my earnings as a restaurant handler after my divorcement. I came across an ad that said, ‘ driver needed ’. When I called, that's how I met Tina, she was the manager's personal assistant. I interviewed, which was quite possibly the most bizarre interview on the face of this planet. I got hired, but somehow, I had impressed well enough that they wanted me to go wax time. They offered me much more than I made at the eating house. I quit my eatery job and rolled the dice taking the chauffeur job. My first night on the route, I was paired with Jill. She was so unbelievably gorgeous, I fell in sexual love with her the import we met. However, I was dating Tina which at first caused some friction. It was by sheer luck that I met Bob and Melanie Jaxson. Their normal device driver was in a horrible car accident earlier that evening and the car dispatcher begged Jill to go pluck the Jaxson's up. Jill let me handle them, but she would keep an eye on me carefully and pace in if I get in over my heading with them."I explain to Fred, however now Amy was listening

"So how did you get from trainee to where you are now ?"Fred inquires. Amy had turned the food to low to let the flavors marry and took a tush at the table.

"That's when Saint David and Jill showed their true colors,"Melanie said as she walked into the kitchen. She leans in and kissed Fred on the lips and sits down next to him.

I let Melanie continue with the story.

"David came to the bottom of the stairs of our carpenter's plane. He took our luggage and put it in the trunk, he held the door clear for us and got into the front. He already knew the hotel we were scheduled to abide at. I had a vexation and complained to Jill that I must look atrocious because I was so sick from the intemperate escape through mint of bad weather,"Melanie tells all of us.

She continues on saying,"Jill offered to stop at Walgreen's to get me whatever I wanted, which at that moment was to just get to the hotel and take a long soak in a hot bath. David waited a pair of instant and turned around apologizing over and over about having the improper car, not being the common driver. He really impressed Bob with his forthrightness and his show of regard towards us. He even told us that our head trip was resign that nighttime since it was with the wrong car and not our usual driver. Bob was absolutely yarn-dye and offered Saint David a job as we got to the hotel."Melanie continues.

"So, you became a top device driver as well ?"Fred asked.

"Actually, no. Jill showed me the ins and outs of our job. The difference between a customer and a client. I met Donna through Jill, she was the Nox handler at the McCall."I said.

"Oh yeah, I know that stead, real nice. They just redid the unit piazza a few eld back and now it is gorgeous. Just like you,"Fred says looking at Melanie.

Mel blushes a bit playfully slapping him on the shoulder. They both smile at one another. In my principal, they make a cute couple.

I go back to telling the story,"I worked a couple of shifts with Jill. Tina got madder and Rubia tinctorum at me because she was so envious of Jill. Then the unthinkable happened. Jill and I played a bit afterwork in the Humvee limo. We had a wonderful time. After we ended the dramatic play, we went our separate way of life. I just get home and my telephone set was ringing silly. It was Jill. She was in a bad stroke on the way base. She called our party boss. She called Tina. Finally, out of desperation she called me. I got in my dazed car and drove like a bat out of hell to get to her. It took me just 11 moment to go from my apartment to metropolis infirmary. I ran every yellow light and maybe a red visible radiation or two. When I got the hospital, I raced in finding the exam elbow room where she was. When I stepped into the exam room, I saw just how beautiful and how delicate she was. That's the exact import I knew I was going to ask her to espouse me,"I said to everyone.

"Hey, are we close to being ready to eat ? I'm starving,"I say before going on further.

"You all punter get a plateful before John gets menage from work,"Amy tells us. I glance at the clock and recognize that it's only 5:30 everyone is probably still in traffic coming home.

Amy scoops out a vast amount onto a home base and hands it to me along with a chicken feed of ice-cold Milk River. Fred stands up and makes a plate for Melanie, then himself. Amy puts some on a smaller plate.

"WOW, this is delicious Amy. Thank you for making this,"I tell her. She smiles her beautiful smile and pulls her cute torso up onto the sideboard holding her plate and eating.

Dakota and Jill finally do it out to the kitchen.

"Oh, look everyone, the dead has arisen,"I say chuckling. Dakota just ignores me and makes herself a shell. Jill playfully slaps the back of my caput causing everyone to giggle.

"Um, where was I ?"I ask filling my boldness replete of delicious stroganoff.

"You were telling us about Jill in the hospital emergency room,"Amy said.

"Oh, gawd St. David, you're not boring everyone with that old story,"Jill says in a mocking tone.

"pipe down you,"Mom says to Jill.

I giggle, this is the offset time I've seen Mom act like a normal person just enjoying liveliness. I know it's been such a shortstop time, but maybe allowing yourself to go back to enjoying life helps bring around whatever ail you.

"Go on St. David,"Mom directs.

"wellspring, there's not a lot to say. Jill was all silly with me, hopped up one all the painful sensation MEd that they gave her. I'm not sure she even remembers much about that night. It was the very first clip she told me she loved me, of course of action it was mostly due to her drug induced daze,"I say laughing. Now, everyone is giggling at Jill's expense, she just smiles knowing it's all in fun.

I continued on with the level,"Jill was in the hospital a pair of days. When she was being released, I went out to get my car from the parking lot. Tina called me and broke up with me right there in the hospital parking lot over the phone,"I say to everyone.

"That Bitch !"Amy says.

"No, no. It was our boss, she controlled everything and everyone. She made Tina break away up with me as she had me on speakerphone. I sat in my car a couple of minutes, I made a couple of quickly phone song and drove my car around and picked Jill up at the front room access. Jill knew immediately that something had happened,"I say.

Jill steps in at this point,"David told me that Tina just broke up with him. He wanted to take one stop before taking me home. When I saw him pulling the car into a jewellery store parking lot, I got mad. Really mad at him. I fussed at him,"Jill explains to everyone.

"Um, darling, you did a unit lot to a greater extent than fuss at me. You yelled at me, telling me that I was being stupid person. That buying her a piece of jewelry wouldn't fix affair. You called me damn near every mean hateful thing you could think of,"I say to her.

"So, what happened then ?"Mom asks.

"Saint David takes me into the jewellery store and has me calculate at engagement/wedding lot telling me to pick out one that I liked. I kept at him telling him that proposing to her wouldn't get her back, but David persisted ignoring my fussing. I pick out a truly beautiful set. He buys the set and asks that the betrothal ring be put in a separate box. The salesman does just that and goes to hand the box to David, who like a klutz drops the box. He bends down on one knee joint to piece it up and opens the box and just stays there on one knee not saying a word. Just holding the box open. I was speechless. Here this whole time I thought he was going to purpose to Tina and in fact he proposed to me."Jill said. I watched as both Amy and Mom's eyes were tearing up. Fred just smirked and nodded his nous in a manner that gave me his approval.

Dakota piped in,"WOW, I never knew all of that. What a outstanding love tale. No wonder why all of us ladies love you,"say it in such a sincere manner.

"OK, everyone, we now all know the Jill and David write up. Take it promiscuous this evening, we have the firearm training tomorrow morning. Dakota, I'm going to put you in charge of reminding everyone and making a listing so I can let the instructor know how many will be attending. Please be for certain to call Donna, Jennifer and Paula. I want to include them as well. I know that St. John and I think Diane want to go. Sharon said she wants to go. Of row, I want Fred there. Do what you usually do and get a head enumeration and gild enough cars for us all. Fred's car is in the courtyard."I direct Dakota to hold tutelage of for me.

"Sir, I probably should get the car back to the office so it can be prepped for another customer,"Fred says to me.

"No, you don't need to do that now. You're welcome to stay the night, that is if Mom would like you to do so,"I say looking at Mom.

"Absolutely, I just don't know if he wants to expend the Night with this old gal ?"Mom says with a bit of flirt in her voice.

"Mom, why do you keep calling yourself an old gal. You are beautiful, get over this ‘ old gal'bit. You're the only one that thinks you're old. Please intercept being so hard on yourself,"I say to her.

Jill adds,"Mom, no one here cares about your age. You're family. Our syndicate,"looking at Melanie.

Fred puts his hand on her leg causing Melanie to angle her straits on his shoulder. I really couldn't explain it but she seemed to be at peace treaty with what we had said to her.

"David has anyone told you that you need a real formal dining room ? All of us in this kitchen is nice, but in this monster of a house, you need some top end piece of furniture. If I could have some assist, I would love to help furnish your home,"Mom says to me.

"Mom, I would be honored if you were unforced to aid decorate this post. We've been distracted since we acquired the Chateau,"I tell her.

Jill asks,"Mom, whom would you like to help you shit for piece of furniture ?"

Clearly Dakota wants no part of this as she keeps her point down and looking at her food.

"Can I borrow John's girlfriend ? She strikes me as the shopping character,"Mom asks.

"Absolutely !"

Dakota was happy. She wasn't put in that unenviable plaza of having to serve two masters.

Just as I was about to ask where the ease of the pack was John, Diane, Paula, Donna, Jennifer, and Sharon all piled into the kitchen. spate of hello's were spoken, but just as Mom predicted, we were all cramped together.

Dakota hops off the counter and headspring towards her bedchamber to get her assistant's Koran and progress to some speech sound calls.

Not surprising at all, John makes a direct line for the stroganoff.

"Hey, make your girlfriend a scale first you oaf,"Amy says to john giggling as she does so.

"Um, that's exactly what I was going to do if you'll just give me a gall-darn minute,"King John playfully barks back.

CHAPTER 5

John the Evangelist does indeed make Diane a plateful. Then he does something else that shocked virtually everyone else, he fixes plates for Paula, Donna, Jennifer, and Sharon. No one said anything, but the look of astonishment was seen by all the ladies.

"Excuse me lav, I want to steal your girlfriend away for a bit. I need aid picking out furniture for this sign of the zodiac. David said it would be OK,"Mom says to John.

"It's fine with me, she loves shopping, but you got to ask her boss,"St. John says pointing to Jennifer.

"Don't aspect at me, if Jacques Louis David OK'd it then it's already settled,"Jennifer says.

Diane grinning. She's very happy she gets to stop worrying about Nikki and go shopping with Melanie.

"Mom, I would like one of the CG boys to see you, for you own safety,"I tell her. Fred pulls out his cellphone phone and begins texting

"Melanie, what time do you want to give tomorrow for shopping ?"Fred asks.

"Don't we have that gun thing in the aurora ?"Melanie asks.

"Yes, you do. How about one of the male child will escort you and Diane from the shooting grasp to your shopping ?"Fred asks.

Melanie leans over and gives him a smooch. I see her mouth the words ‘ thank you'to him.

I glance at Jill who is smiling ear to ear seeing Fred and Melanie get along so well.

Looking around the room, I notice that Allison isn't here.

"Has anyone seen Penny ?"I ask.

Amy speaks up,"She's over at the studio apartment. All three of the girls are there working. Allison said to severalize you that she needs to put in prison term working to pay the first installment of her tear and her voice of the job,"Amy explains. In my brain, I really didn't want to have to explicate to Melanie about the studio or the three girlfriend. Thankfully, she didn't ask.

"OH yeah, I'm supposed to tell you that Mike Booker called. He wanted to know how you landed baton graven image to hail to the studio apartment. He said to tell you thank you,"Amy tells me.

"Billy paragon ? No fucking way,"Saint John said getting everyone to giggle.

There's the John we all know and love, using his pet discussion.

"David, you remember I'm heading to Atlanta on Wednesday, right ?"Jennifer asks me.

"Yes, I do, but now you don't need to worry about Diane, she's going to be with Mom,"I tell her.

We sit around feeding and enjoying each other's troupe. Before long I realize that a few hour have passed. I look at the microwave oven clock thinking that I had ordered clocks for each room, but the microwave oven clock read 10:02.

I got up wished everyone sugariness dreaming, took Jill by the mitt and headed off to bed. On the way there, Sharon stops us.

"honcho, this has been a great day. You fed us lunch, we met Billy beau ideal and his girlfriend, you fucked my wit out and I only worked a one-half a day. Thank you,"Sharon says to me. She leans in and buss me on the lips.

"Um, we have the firearm instruction tomorrow but after than we have an errand to run,"I tell her.

"Yes, political boss. Did I mention that you are a swell boss ? I've had more fun with you in this short fourth dimension than all the time I worked for the kraft paper people. They only believed in work, never any fun. Heck, they stopped having Christmastide company a duet of years ago because mortal was ‘ offended ’."Sharon said in a unplayful manner.

"Well, if I may paraphrase Ozzy, you're on the ‘ Crazy string'now."I tell her. She kisses me as Jill tugs at my manus to direct me to our bedroom. Once inside, we close the door. Jill reaches around me and locks it, keeping everyone out.

We begin making out once again. Jill is such a glorious kisser. I just love the feel of her voiced cutter lips on mine, her tongue wrestling with mine, her tooth lightly biting on my hind end lip. All in a very sensuous way. Pulling her in tight, she wraps her weapon system around me and whispering in my ear,"Darling, I love you,"in such a heartfelt fashion I just pull her tightly to my body. We slowly and erotically get down to murder each other's clothes. They stay where they fall off our bodies.

As we both end up bare, Jill takes my hand and leads me into the bathroom. I follow her into the shower. She turns the water on, hot, very hot. The steam immediately begins to pluck through the privy. Jill and I embrace yet again. We begin to kiss once again like high schoolhouse teenagers. In my head, there is no way I'm not making a baby with this gorgeous, wonderful, smart womanhood that I call my wife.

As the hot pee Cascades over our trunk, the heat relaxes both of us. We stand entangled in each other snuggling and caressing. My manhood is pointed towards the ceiling. I lean down and begin to puzzle out and imbibe on Jill's endowed breast. For whatever reason, my creative thinker made the comparing to Belinda. She is clearly bigger and more indue than Jill, but it's Jill that has my marrow.

I feel Jill's deal caressing and stroking my cock. I pick her up by her waist and gently palpate her wrapping her legs around my trunk. She entangles her ankles behind my rachis. I hold her underneath her second joint allowing her womanhood to line up with my hammer. Slowly I grim her down onto me. She must wiggle her ass just a bit to line me up with her love kettle of fish. Once we are positioned, I let gravity do the work as she slides down onto me.

We begin our slow rhythmical love fashioning in the exhibitioner. I feel her peeress juice coating my putz and clump as we continue to throw together in unison. I step forward putting her back against the shower wall. I thrust a bit harder into her. I hear her moaning into my ear. I continue to thrust all the while kissing her and her cervix. She continues to moan in complete acceptance of my try to crap love to my darling wife.

It really didn't take that long as we both once again orgasmed together. I felt my body shoot all I had into my lovely Jill. She responded by splashing my cock, balls, and thighs with her fair sex juice. We kept rocking back and forth continuing to orgasm. Other than saying ‘ I Love You'no former wrangle were spoken.

As we finished reaching our co-occurrent flower, we pulled each other underneath the still hot body of water, rinsing the sex off us. After we felt we were clean, Jill turned off the shower and we stepped out together. We took our clip drying each former off, slowly, gently, and erotically. Once we were dry, we walked hand in helping hand into our chamber, climbed into bed and entangled our organic structure once again. We kissed for how foresighted, I'm not sure as shooting but after quite a piece, we both began to feel our eye get heavy and we drifted off to sleep, together, sated and happy.

I thought to myself about how wonderful my spirit has been since I took that job as a chauffeur. I found it nice to retell to Fred and the gang how Jill and I got together because of that job. Yes, without a doubt, being a chauffeur changed my life story for the better.

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