The Chauffeur………the Interview

BY : PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2018

CHAPTER 1

I never thought that at 40 I would be divorced. I have a great son, that I don't get much meter to see. I have the usual flyer like mortgage, car requital, and now, child support. Somehow, it just doesn't seem carnival that the impeccant party in a divorcement gets raked over the coals by sept judicature.

I have no remonstrance paying nipper supporting. However, in my land men almost always fall behind.

To keep up my banker's bill, I was forced to look for a part time job. I work 40-50 hours a week as a restaurant director. Yet, that money was no longer enough to keep my financial brain above water.

I called several friends inquiring if they knew any share meter business that I could study on. Everyone said the same thing to me that ‘ fourth dimension were hooligan ’.

I went on-line looking for division clock time study and ran across an ad for drivers needed. I waited until Mon to call the identification number listed inquiring about the position. To my surprisal, a delightful ma'am answered the phone with a tenuous southerly drawl to her voice.

"Thank you for calling Happy, Happee limo. This is Tina speaking. Do you need a limo for cartridge or airport service ?"Her spokesperson just seemed to ‘ grinning'over the phone.

I hesitated for a moment before answering,"Neither, I'm calling about a position that I saw your fellowship Emily Price Post online for a driver."

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

I waited for what seemed like an time of day but, most likely just 5 minute of arc or so. Finally, a woman with a deep Eastern European speech pattern answered. My foreland quickly thought of the old animated cartoon"Boris and Natasha"as Sasha's vocalism sounded just like Natasha.

"Um, hi there, my name is David and I'm calling about the number one wood position that you have advertised online.

Sasha's answer was that the position was to drop off and cull up people as directed by the starter. In the slacken times, the driver is to either patrol the airport arrival arena or waitress outside one of the half dozen top end recourse hotels that they have contracts. The position revolves carrying their clientele to whatever destination they requested for a flat fee.

In my head, it sounded like a decent job. I asked what the working hours that would be required of me. Sasha told me that I needed to meet with her at the limo part Tues about 8 pm. She also went on to tell me that I needed to wear my skilful wearing apparel lawsuit, so she could make sure that I would be dressed appropriate if they were to extend me the position.

On Tuesday, I showed up at the address she gave me about 15 minutes early. I parked my Toyota Corolla, got out, checked my suit, and sprayed a peck spraying in my sass. The suit I wore has black slacks and a black dress suit coating. I wore my favorite cobalt blue long sleeved arrange shirt with a dampen maroon tie with a matching maroon handkerchief. I made sure to fine-tune my pitch blackness belt ammunition and black dress shoes just to impress.

I was nervous to say the to the lowest degree. I had not been on a job interview in respective geezerhood. My heart was pounding as I looked at the tall federal agency construction. I rang the buzzer on the front door and a rather large bald Joseph Black man answered. I introduced myself and he replied,"Oh you're the one here for the job. C'mon in. remove the elevator to the 8th story and you will see the signs for the limousine companionship. Good Luck."

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

A cute mid-20's slender black char answered. She hanker legs, modest but pert boobs, and a beautiful smile. I asked,"Sasha ? ”. She chuckled at me and said,"No, I'm Tina. You must be David. Come on in and come after me but, please be muted as our phone girls are talking to customers."

I did as I was told and followed her silently. While we were walking through the declamatory group discussion expanse, there seemed to be loads of college aged women on the earpiece. Since my nub was pattering about a K miles a minute I really didn't pay attention to the phone conversations.

Tina and I arrived at a beautiful set of double doors. I noticed that they seemed to be out of billet for an function. They had the show of something from a church building or castle. Big thick heavy wood doors with what appeared to be an old smoothing iron knob complete with a skeleton key hole.

I smiled to myself thinking that this place is becoming more interesting by the minute.

Tina knocked and walked right through the doors. I followed and to my surprise there was a very tall statuesque woman with shank length straight blonde haircloth. She was dressed in a melanize leather girdle with matching black boxers and thigh high up leather boots. The air in the ‘ office'had the distinctive scent of clove from some sort of incense burning in a recess of the room.

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

"Stand by the doors. You will be needed in a few minutes."Sasha replied in a heavy accent.

CHAPTER 2

I'm sure that my facial expression was covered with bewilderment. I stood silently with my hand starting to perspire.

Sasha began to speak,"Mr. St. David, you appear to follow directions near. We expect our employees to be able-bodied to observe directions specifically. We also expect that whatever you see and hear in your limo remains a secret with anyone except me. Is that infer Mr. David ?"

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

"Ok, Mr. David, kickoff. Please knock off your pants."Sasha directed.

"What ?"

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

In my head, I thought if this was even effectual to ask but needing the job I complied. I unbuckled my drawers, undid the clasp, and unzipped letting my pant come down to the floor around my ankles.

Sasha used her index fingerbreadth to wave Tina to fall over to her. Tina came over to her and stood silently.

"Tina, check out Mr. David. I want to make for sure he ‘ measures up ’."Sasha said with a disgusting grin.

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

She reached out her script and caressed my now mostly erect cock. In doing that, she turned her head and smiled a big smile back at Sasha. Then I felt flaccid delicate fingers inside of my waist band and a forceful tug putting my boxers on top of my pants around my ankles.

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

Tina grasped my hard manhood along the shaft with one hired hand and ‘ weighted'my nut with the other. I heard a low guttural moan barely noticeable.

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

Trying to clear my capitulum enough to answer a coherent sentence, I replied,"Sure, doesn't everyone ?"

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

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

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

My head was spinning ! Between Sasha's worry show and Tina's grasp of my rigid cock, they really had my brain in overdrive.

Tina bent over at the shank and began to lick the foreland of my rooster. She swirled her clapper around and around the thick purple caput. She lifted my turncock and licked the underside of it beginning at the al-Qa'ida. Her other helping hand kept gently squeezing and massaging my balls.

I was trying hard to remain quiet. Tina licked and sucked my cock like someone who obviously had done this, many sentence before. To my surprisal, a low moan escaped my mouth.

"Mister David are you enjoying my Tina ?"Sasha inquired.

"Yes, absolutely !"

"Tina, would you relish Mr. David fucking you ?"

"Oh yes !"Tina squealed.

"good then, Mr. David, please bend my Tina over my desk. Remove her shorts and please set out fucking her. We need to name sure you can do the job."Sasha said with a big smile.

Tina stopped sucking my hammer. She stood up straight and walked over to an evacuate 1/3 of her desk and knack over putting her chief on the desk facing Sasha. As I started to follow her, I remembered my pants and boxers were still around my ankle. I debated in my head for a import, should I rend them back up or recoil them off ? I chose pulling them back up but, only enough to be able-bodied to walk over to Tina. When I reached her, I again dropped my bloomers and boxers.

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

My straits did not even question why Sasha made that statement. I was on sexual overdrive at that moment. It has been several weeks since I had sex. I grabbed my rock-hard humanness and put it at the entering to her dear trap. I began slowly pushing the head in gently. I whispered in her ear,"Are you ok ? I'll go slow."

"Mister Saint David, this is NOT making love. It is sex. If you can not cook her orgasm in less than ten moment, then your interview is over. DO YOU UNDERSTAND MISTER St. David"Sasha said with a loud drill sergeant like tone.

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

Never in my wildest dream had I ever even considered a ‘ job'audience such as this.

I put both of my hands-on Tina's rosehip and force my rooster into her. I used force but, not so much that I would smart her. She felt warm, wet and very tight.

Her pussy was grabbing my shaft with some effect. I could finger her womanhood as I penetrated her until my pelvic arch ivory reached her ass. I began thrusting in and out with role. This ‘ interview'was NOT going to end on a pitiful public presentation note.

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

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

I picked up the tempo and began to pound her with everything I had. Finally, I started getting the moans and cries that I was expecting. My cock was finally bathed in her wetness. I felt her eubstance tense up and she let out a forte howler of pleasure.

I kept on fucking her bringing forth another orgasm. This one obviously had her head word spinning and her guzzling for air. I felt her woman succus splash against my groyne as I continued to fuck her.

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

"No Ma'am."

"good, then you will do over to me and finish your fucking with me. You will screw me as hard or harder than my Tina. Do you empathise ? If you cum first this consultation will be over. Do you understand ?"Sasha said with authority.

Once again, I answered,"Yes Ma'am ”.

I stood up with my pants and boxers still around my ankles. I decided that they needed to total off and thus giving my rooster a moment to reset. I was worried that I would cum first and that would make me very thwarted. So, my plan was to fuck Sasha as hard and as fast as I could possibly physically handle all the while thinking of things that had nothing to do with sex.

I kicked off my shoes, took off my socks, and stepped out of my bloomers and boxers. I kicked them all over to the side away from the desk.

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

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

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

Sasha complied but noted that even though my peter looked big enough, she may be more hard to clear orgasm.

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

I took each ankle joint of Sasha's and put it over my shoulders. I grabbed her articulatio coxae and slid her toward me on the desk. My cock was now hard and quick to go again.

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

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

I heard a loud grunt from my new fuck partner. I was balls deep into her. I pulled almost all the way out and slammed back into her again and again. Harder and surd, I kept my footstep as fast and as furious as I could.

In my head, I was trying to think of vacuous things like getting my car's oil changed future week, what groceries did I need to buy, and when is my next dental appointment.

Slap, smacking, slap was the sound my glob were making as they kept hitting Sasha's ass. Sasha was moaning loudly but I wasn't convinced she was close to cumming yet. Sweat was now starting to shape on my os frontale and drip onto Sasha's tight belly.

It dawned on me that I was forgetting something. Her clit ! With that thought firmly in my head, I reached both hands out to her sloshy kitty-cat and began rubbing her clitoris with my thumbs simultaneously. As I rubbed her button in circles, she really began moaning and squirming underneath me.

After just a duo of proceedings of pussycat pounding and hard clit rubbing, her breath became stutter and her moaning getting louder.

All at once, I felt my cock and balls get splashed with her wetness. She let out a scream in some easterly European language that I didn't understand. However, I assumed it was bane words since that seems to be what many, if not most woman, do when cumming that hard.

As she started to wind down after a few min, I just kept hammering away at her pussy with my steel hard cock.

Again, she splashed my intact groin area with her noblewoman cum. I kept rubbing her clit. Forcing her to again bedamn in another language.

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

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

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

As Tina pulled my hankie out of my coat sack to pass over Sasha's os frontale, I felt that familiar twinge. My balls began to fasten up. I knew that I was passing the period of no return yet, I was continuing to hammer away at Sasha's get it on hole.

"Sasha, I going to cum !"The moment that last word left my sassing I felt my cock grow inside of her and my cock emptied inside of Sasha. The first couple of spasms shot my sperm into her belly since the head of my cock was passing her cervix uteri on each debut thrust.

As I started to cum deep interior of her, she splashed me once more. My cock and Lucille Ball were now actually dripping with her love juice. Her breathing became very erratic and her extraneous cursing began again.

As I began to run out of steam and my cock finished emptying into her, Sasha in an almost dyspnoeal phonation,"Mister David, Mr. David, delight end. PLEASE, PLEASE stay ! ”.

I did not pay aid to one of the beautiful young ma'am at the door, leaving for a moment to get 2 warm wet helping hand towels and 2 dry hand towels to clean us up. Each charwoman at the door came over to us as we were uncoupling. One woman began wiping my now semi-erect peter with the warm wet towel. She made sure enough she cleaned my cock, my balls, my entire genitalia area, as well as down the movement and inside of my wooden leg. Taking the dry towel next she first wiped the sweat off my nerve, leaning into me and giving me a delicious osculation susurration in my ear,"No one has ever done that to her. I think you're hired."

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

Sasha finally began to speak,"Mr. Jacques Louis David, obviously you passed your audience. I will now offer you employment in our company. How a great deal pay would you need to make this your one and only job ? Clearly you have the necessary acquisition. So, I ask again. How a lot do you need to make this your only job ?"

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

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

I currently made $ 125,000 managing the restaurant but, that included my usual annual fillip. If this job was going to be my only informant of income, then I needed it to do by all my expense as well as what I am behind.

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

"No ! Mister David you will produce a minimum of $ 200,000 a class. After 30 days, you will become eligible to collect steer and get our monthly bonus. Our party will postulate that you sign a 5 class contract bridge. You will work when we need you to work. Some hebdomad it may be only 35 to 40 60 minutes and some hebdomad it may be as much as 80 60 minutes. Our pot will have the usual tedious benefits such as, medical and dental. However, there will be early special benefits that we will discuss at another clock time. Do we receive a deal Mister St. David ? ”.

I sat in my chair in stunned silence. My head was screaming to take the deal, take the mickle, yield THE DEAL ! ! !

I smiled. I turned around to face Sasha and politely said,"Yes, that is an acceptable crack. However, I have two questions. First, what will my title be ? s, when would you favour me to begin ?"

Sasha, now happy that I accepted her offer said,"You will take up next Monday Mister David. Your title of respect will be the Chauffeur. Mister David, my Tina will see you out. Have a dear Night and delight drive home carefully.

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

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