The Chauffeur - Book One
Copyright© 2018 Pablo Diablo
Chapter 14
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 14 - 40 years old, divorced, bills becoming mountainous, David, an ordinary man, embarks upon a journey that leads him to a pinnacle that us mere mortals only dream about. Surrounded by beautiful and talented co-workers, he ascends quickly through almost unimaginable sexual adventure with incredible prowess and determination, culminating in "sexcess" at the highest level. Non-stop romp de Beauchamp! This is Book One of Four, a total of almost 700,000 words!
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Reluctant Romantic Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Humor Tear Jerker Workplace Sharing Slut Wife Wife Watching Rough Gang Bang Group Sex Orgy Swinging Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism First Masturbation Oral Sex Pegging Pregnancy Sex Toys Squirting Public Sex Violence
The first piece I opened contained three black Amex cards, sent to us. Each card contained a name on it. Jill, Dakota, and me. I took the card off and handed it to Dakota, she was completely floored. She had never had a company credit card before, only her debit card with the Visa logo. Tina had the look of being left out. I explained that until I could get her a card, she just needed to be with Dakota, Jill or myself. She smiled when she learned that she was going to get a card as well.
Jill came out to the dining room and announced that the main bathroom is free. Tina asked, “Does that mean there is a second bathroom?”
“Yes, its down the hall, third door on your right.” Jill explained.
Tina sent Dakota on to the main bathroom and she took the second bath.
Jill came over and kissed me. She headed back to our bedroom to dry her hair and get dressed for dinner.
As Jill and the ladies were getting cleaned up and ready, I went back to opening the rest of the interesting mail.
The next couple of pieces that I opened were just managers trying to get their noses brown ahead of the rest of the pack. One was a hand picked ‘welcome’ card from a restaurant district manager with her office in Las Vegas. She invited Jill and I to come see her and she would take us out to her finest restaurant on the Strip. The second butt kissing mail was a long letter telling me of all the ‘issues’ that they have in Dallas. It made me think of Randall Weems from the cartoon Recess. He is the playground snitch.
I opened a small box. It contained three cell phones. Each one had post-it notes on the screen with a name on it. I began making mental notes about calls I need to make ... the AMEX company to get Tina a card, to the cell phone provider to get Tina a cell phone. I turned my phone on. I discovered that someone had already programed in several numbers, the one my eyes went to first was Melanie Jaxson’s personal number. I smiled. I knew instantly who took the time and effort to make all of this happen.
Dakota emerged first from the shower walking naked through the dining room to ask Jill if she could use the hair dryer as she forgot to pack one. Even with the hair dryer going, I still heard laughing from our bedroom.
I opened a couple larger envelopes, realizing that my time was ticking away.
One contained copies of our contracts. The other contained a newspaper article from the Washington Post about the Happee, Happy Limo company and their pension for ‘slave’ contracts. The article also referred to an inquiry that the paper did with the ACLU. Bingo! Step 2 was already underway.
My new cell phone went off, which surprised me. It was a text from Melanie.
“Russian brothers called Bob. Wanted to know if he was still interested in buying the limo company. Bob told them only slightly as the limo company is under such scrutiny by the Feds and the Washington Post. They said they would get back to him early next week with an offer. He said fine.”
I sent a short text thanking her. I moved quickly to the bedroom where Dakota was drying her hair and my gorgeous wife was putting on makeup carefully.
“Dakota, please read this text to Jill.”
Dakota turned off the hair dryer and took the cell phone from me.
She began to read the text, “It’s from Melanie Jaxson. Russian brothers called Bob. Wanted to know if he was still interested in buy the limo company. Bob told them only slightly as the limo company is under such scrutiny by the Feds and the Washington Post. They said they would get back to him early next week with an offer. He said fine.”
Both Jill and Dakota squealed with delight! Step 3 was working just fine!
However, our primary step, the one with Sargent Johnson still needed to be addressed.
I heard Tina call from the dining room. We’re all in here we yelled out to her. She also was naked when she appeared at our bedroom door.
I thought to myself, I am the luckiest man on the planet. I’m married to a woman that I love, our two assistants are both beautiful and smart. Yes, I am damn lucky.
When I finished showering, I went back to the bedroom. Only Tina remained still drying her hair. I pulled a suit out of the closet. Tina turned off the dryer and picked out a tie and shirt for me. She gave my cock a quick squeeze, kissed me on the cheek and sat back down to continue drying her hair.
I dressed quickly.
I headed out to the dining room.
“Dakota did you make the reservations for the Palm restaurant?”
“Yes sir. They said anytime after 8 pm that they would hold a good table for you and your party. They already knew of you as the company released a media report announcing you and Jill have been hired as the Director of Operations and Jill as Director of Financial Affairs. They indicated that they were honored that you chose their restaurant to have your first dinner out.” Dakota explained.
“Did you get your cell phone?” I asked.
“I already have a cell phone.” Dakota said matter of fact.
“Not one paid for by the company. Melanie sent them to us.”
Dakota stood there with her mouth hanging open. Jill teased her saying that she will draw flies if she keeps it open too long. I quipped, “Flies the insect or flies the zipper?” Everyone laughed at my corny joke.
The doorbell rang. Dakota got up to answer it for us. There stood Fred, our limo driver with another driver, Marco. He did introduction. Jill and I were ready, but Tina was still finishing up. We asked Marco to wait out in the car for Tina and Dakota. He agreed.
Jill and I kissed Dakota and reminded her to have ‘fun’ but please keep in mind that Tina still is in recovery. I got the eye roll from Dakota, but I also got a peck on my cheek with a whisper in my ear, “Don’t worry. I’ll look after her.”
Jill and I followed Fred to the stretch limo he had waiting for us. I handed him four $100 bills thanking him in advance for his hard work. He accepted the money and thanked me. Jill gave him the two addresses we had to go to before heading to the Palm restaurant. Donna was closest, so she would be picked up first. Jill texted her that we’re leaving now to pick her up. She texted back ‘K’.
When we pulled up, Jill got out and went to the front door. Donna smiled seeing the limo, something that she had not even expected. Donna had on a beautiful cobalt blue dress with 4” black heels. She is gorgeous. Not the same gorgeous as my wife, but beautiful.
Jill texted Mr. Johnson letting him know we were on the way to pick him up. He replied that he had big news for us when we get there.
When we arrived at Rogers home, Donna volunteered to go to the door to greet him. She practically sprinted to his front door. She was most certainly excited.
Roger opened his door to a smiling Donna. She gave him a big hug, which seemed to me stunned him. He smiled and hugged back. They walked to the limo arm in arm. He opened the door for her to climb into the limo. I caught him staring at her ass as she got into the limo. He realized that he’d been caught, but he didn’t really care.
As we headed down the road, Sargent Johnson let us in on the big news. The Police arrested 11 people in connection with Tina’s rape and assault. He told us that they arrested all 11 at the limo office. He said that the 8 guys gave up without incident and are willing to flip on Sasha for a reduced sentence.
He also said that they arrested a pair of twins, who tried to run but were tackled just a few desks away. Finally, he said that he saved the best news for last. They arrested Sasha, charging her with Rape, collusion to commit a felony, assault, attempted assault, assault on a Police Officer, and threatening to commit assault on more than 25 other employees who agreed to turn state’s evidence against Sasha.
Step 1 was complete. Jill texted Melanie the news.
Roger sat across from Jill and I with Donna’s hand clearly high on his thigh. Jill whispered in my ear, “Looks like Roger likes Donna, look at his hard-on he’s sporting.” I just smiled knowing that this would be a night to remember.
When the four of us arrived at the Palm restaurant, Donna and Roger’s eyes grew large with delight.
“Jill, are you telling me this is where we are going for dinner?” Donna exclaimed.
Roger added, “Um, why didn’t you tell me to wear a better suit? This place is not somewhere that I frequent. I’m more of a Taco Bell guy.”
“Roger, would you prefer Taco Bell’s drive-thru instead?” Jill asked rhetorically.
“Ah, no.”
“Well then, let’s get out of the car and head inside. We have some celebrating to do.” I said with a big smile on my face.
Roger wasn’t sure how to get out of the limo with a huge hard-on tenting his dress pants. Donna kept rubbing his thigh, never touching his manhood, but coming close for most of the ride.
Jill suggested, “Donna, it looks like you have started something with Roger. Should David and I go inside so you two could be alone for a few minutes ... to talk?”
Donna’s eyes sparkled at the idea.
“Yeah, that would be great, Jill.” Donna answered.
Jill and I got out of the limo. I asked Fred, our driver, to take the limo around back and to keep the privacy partition up. He agreed.
As we entered the restaurant, a middle-aged woman greeted us. She asked if we had reservations, because they were all booked up for the evening.
“Yes, Ma’am we do. Party of 4, Green, David Green.”
“Oh, my goodness! Your table is waiting for you. After I seat you, I’m supposed to go get the Chef and the Owner letting them know you are here.” The hostess, Ms. Whitehead, told Jill and me.
“If you are ready, will you please follow me?”
I put my hand on the small of Jill’s back. As we were walking through the restaurant, a couple of people recognized us. They stood up from their meal, extending their hand, and gave either Jill or myself a business card.
“Butt-Kissers.” I whispered to Jill. She just smiled and kept following our hostess.
“Mr. Greene, here’s your table. I thought the reservation was for 4 people?” Ms. Whitehead asked.
Jill spoke up. “They are having a private conversation in the car and will be in when they are through.”
“Ma’am, is it possible to go meet the Chef in the kitchen? No need for him to come out here when he’s busy working.” I asked.
“Yes sir. If you would follow me, I’ll take you back to see him.”
I pulled the chair out for Jill.
I kissed her on the cheek and followed the hostess to the kitchen.
One of the things I still enjoy is the hustle and bustle of a kitchen clicking on all cylinders during peak times. As I entered the kitchen, I witnessed several of the staff wearing kitchen staff style uniforms and the chefs all wearing the white coats and puffy white hats. I just stood there watching all the activity, much like watching a hive of bees. Each bee having specific duties, making the hive thrive.
“Mr. Greene, it’s certainly a pleasure to meet you. I wasn’t expecting you in our kitchen. May I make something special for your party?” The Head Chef said to me.
“Chef, it is certainly an honor to meet you. Your kitchen looks wonderful, and it appears that all the staff are hardworking and efficient.” I replied.
I went on to say, “While that is very gracious of you to offer, it’s not necessary. But, thank you!”
I stood there for just a couple of minutes more before thanking Chef for his time. As I left the kitchen, I remembered all those days that I worked 15-18 hours only to return the next day to do it all again. I was happy no longer being in the daily grind of a restaurant.
I walked slowly back to my dinner table, where my beautiful wife was looking over the menu. Roger and Donna haven’t appeared quite yet.
We were asked about a wine choice. I let Jill pick. The wine sommelier suggested a couple of choices and she picked one that would pair with just about any food choice off the menu.
Our waiter was pleasant enough, but really a stiff board. I was guessing that he was an ‘out of work’ actor, working to make ends meet until he got desperate enough to do porn. Stiff may be good in porn, but not in a restaurant.
Jill decided to order each of us a salad. She ordered a ‘Gigi salad’ for herself. She ordered ‘Andy’s mixed greens’ for me. I asked for the smaller portion as I didn’t want to fill up on salad. I had my eye on their 18 oz. prime NY strip. Just the thought of a great steak was making my mouth water.
I asked our waiter if they had a menu without prices. He said that he would get two from the hostess stand.
Jill was puzzled. She asked, “Why do you want menus with no prices?”
“I don’t want our guests to order something off the menu thinking they have to keep the cost down. I want them to just enjoy the evening. Which brings me to something I want to discuss with you.” I said.
Jill leaned over and kissed me, asking what the topic was.
“Roger Johnson.”
“Well, I believe that Donna is hard at work ‘interviewing’ him right now,” Jill said with a smile.
“Yeah, no. I have been thinking that he might be a good choice to hire and train a security group. He knows his business. He carries himself well. Hell, he even told us that he only makes $65k a year. I looked at some of the paperwork that Bob sent me. Nowhere does it mention any security. None for the trucking company. None for the restaurant chain. None for the Pinetree Group. As I see it, the whole company is wide open. No protection for our guests, our staff, or our property. It seems that Jaxson’s Inc. has just been incredibly lucky, relying only on local law enforcement.” I explained to Jill.
Before Jill could answer, the salads arrived. They looked delicious. Still no Roger or Donna. Jill even quipped that Roger may not even be able to walk his tired ass into the restaurant after Donna was done with him. She was smiling like a Cheshire cat.
We both took a couple of bites of our amazing salads. I was very happy that I ordered the small portion, as it still was a large serving.
Jill looked pensive.
“I know you are right, but how do we make this offer and how much do we offer him?” Jill asked.
“I was thinking that maybe by the time we get to the dessert, I would take the conversation a bit more serious and offer him to be our ‘Director of Security’. He would oversee the recruiting of anyone he sees fit to hire. We would need for him to design a plan for the security team. However, he’s currently employed by the City Police Department. I thought long and hard about what it would take to lure him away from a career he had spent 16 years doing. How does $200k sound?”
Jill appeared to be stunned. “Do you think that he would do it for that amount?”
“Well, there are the ‘other’ perks. I was also wondering about your friend Donna. Should we be considering her for a position in our company? Before you even say it, no ... not ‘THE horny gal’. I think that Tina and Dakota already have earned that title.” I said with a chuckle.
Jill sat quietly again.
Then she spoke up, “I think that the $200k may entice him, but you should have a backup offer if he declines. About Donna ... hmmm, I know that she is very hard working and knows her job well. She might be a good candidate for handling customer service issues in the hotel brand. I also know that she is fabulous on the phone with customers, so our phone call centers in Tampa, Dallas, and Pasadena would certainly benefit from her expertise. I know what she makes now, so maybe $150k with the company buying her a small home or condo in any of the three cities that our call centers are in would work for her. She is miserable at the McCall.”
“Then, that settles it. We’ll offer both positions during dessert. No matter if they accept or not, we can still play with them on the ride home, IF they are willing. Of course, Roger is the wildcard. He may want to do Donna, but feel weird about us joining in.” I said.
“Darling, you don’t worry about that. Donna and I will take care of him,” Jill said, smiling and licking her lips.
Jill was the first to spot Roger and Donna being led to the table. Roger was smiling from ear to ear. Donna was smiling too, but she was walking a bit funny. Jill and I looked at each other and giggled.
“Did you have a great discussion in the car? Get everything worked out?” Jill said, trying to be humorous.
“Jill, I need to use the lady’s room. Care to join me?” Donna said before she even sat down.
Jill got up and left the table.
I offered Roger a menu that had no prices on it.
“Excuse me David, there aren’t any prices on this menu,” Roger said.
“Yeah, that’s right. I asked for this type of menu. I didn’t want you or Donna to worry about the cost. We just wanted you two to have a wonderful night,” I explained.
“Well, my night has been FANTASTIC so far!” he said, trying not to be too loud.
“Great!”
The wine sommelier returned and offered to pour Roger a wine. He accepted and asked for one to be poured for Donna as well.
Roger and I had some meaningless chit chat waiting for the ladies to return. After several minutes, they returned. Both were wearing big, big smiles.
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