The Perfect Pairs E-Book

ML James

• Herausgeber: via tolino media
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2023

Beschreibung

Amanda is a single middle aged woman who has just one achievement to gain before she turns fifty: to have sēx with two young men at the same time! Susanne is an insatiable cōugar who has a hot and insatiable bōy toy. On a good day, Ben is more than enough for her, but she is envious of her friend, Amanda, who has not one but two insatiable bōy toys at her service. Susie wants her own pair of young hard bodies too! Grab your copy of this super stéamy series and enjoy the mindblowing story of these two women. "This is a well written age gap story." - 5star Amazn review for Book 1

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The Perfect Pairs

ML James

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1. Perfect Pair

"There's just one achievement I haven't had yet," Amanda mused, halfway through the outdoor girl time they were having at the local diner.

"What is it?", Susanne demanded with peaked curiosity.

"Can't you guess?"

"Umm... holiday in Brazil?"

Amanda shook her head with a smirk.

"Become an actress?"

The response was a sneer.

"So what is it then?", Susanne asked with a sigh of exasperation and leaned back to sip her drink.

"Getting fucked by 2 boys at once."

Susanne spluttered her drink all over the table!

"Te... tell me you're kidding," she said, staring wide-eyed at her friend.

"And why would I be?", Amanda shrugged with a frown on her face.

"For Christ sakes, you're 49!"

"Which is why I must get this done before I turn 50. In fact, I'm gonna put up the ad right now."

"What ad?"

But Amanda said nothing and went on typing furiously on her phone. Susanne watched those flying fingers, jealous at her friend's ability to keep up with latest trends and technology with so much ease - something she, who was younger, struggled to do.

"Okay. Done," Amanda sighed, distracting her from her thoughts. "Here. Take a look." She put the phone in front of Susanne's face and Susie's eyes flew through the key words in the text: two young men, over 19, hard working, work around the house, just moved in.

"Christ! These are people's kids you are baiting! What if someone did this to your son?"

"Well," Amanda shrugged, placing the phone in her purse, "if someone encouraged him to tap a mature pussy that's as good as the one that bore him, that'd be one hell of an achievement for him. I'd consider him a lucky son of this bitch."

"Lord! Look, read this book to get your mind off these filthy unholy things," Susanne admonished, pulling out a book from her capacious handbag and standing it on the table.

"What's it about? Is there a lot of sex in it?", her friend asked, leaning forward to squint at the small title on the front page.

"The idea is to take those thoughts of sex off your mind, not strengthen them. Woman must not live by sex alone, you know."

"Yes," Amanda nodded enthusiastically, "but by every drop of cum that shoots out of the Lord's dick."

"I think I've had enough," Sus murmured and fished in her bag for her earbuds. She plugged them into her ears and connected it to her phone and leaned back to enjoy the music. But still, her friend wouldn't let her rest. She stuck out her tongue and licked slowly upward at the underside of an imaginary dick. Susanne wasn't so naive to not catch the meaning. She closed her eyes immediately and reached for the volume buttons to drown out the moans and grunts she knew would follow.

*****

It was a Saturday and Amanda was sat cross-legged on her sofa, tablet in hand and scrolling through some photos of trendy shoes. For her, color and shape were everything and price came next. Even before attaining her current position as a successful freelance marketing consultant, that had been her way of life.

She had settled on a particularly attractive pair of rose-colored high heels and was quietly contemplating them when she was startled by a knock on the door. She turned in that direction, wondering who on Earth had decided to visit her without calling first. Could it be Haley? No one else could be that crazy. But there was only one way to find out.

She slid her feet into her slippers and padded noiselessly over to the window beside the door. Pulling aside the curtains just a little bit, she saw a boy, or rather a young man with a boy's face, whispering and laughing softly with another person whom she could not see. She spent a few seconds watching him as he whispered and gesticulated without any care in the world. It was like he'd forgotten that he was standing before someone's front door. But the person he was talking to clearly had better presence of mind because just at that moment, another knock came.

"Coming!", Amanda called and waited a few seconds before reaching for the lock. She opened the door and batted her eyelids at the visitors in obvious surprise.

They were two young men that looked alike but so different. One had a mischievous baby face, the other had a shy but mature face; one was restless, the other was calm; but nevertheless, they were both handsome. The calm mature-looking one spoke first.

"Sorry to disturb you, ma'am," he said, glancing at his companion - a clear indication that he was speaking for both of them. "We were given this address, so we were wondering if this is where Ms....," he quickly looked at his phone for guidance.

"Lipman. Amanda Lipman," his companion provided, his steady gaze on Amanda's face.

"Yeah, I'm Amanda. And you guys are?", she asked, looking from one to the other.

"We're...," the first one was saying, but the baby-faced one cut him off iimmediately.

"Jake and Rake. Hardworking young men at your service."

Amanda's eyebrows shot up in surprise at such unexpected self-introductionn. "O...kay. So what can I do for you?"

"We..."

But the baby-faced one cut in again, "the question should be what can we do for you?"

As Amanda stared at him in confusion, be quickly added, "we're the guys who responded..."

"Oh! Yes, the ad! Oh I'd forgotten. Come in, come in." She opened the door wider to allow them step in. Truly, she had totally forgotten about that ad and their response to it, but it was nothing unusual. She was just one bundle of impulses, coming up with one impulsive thought or action after another and forgetting all about them soon after. But now that she remembered this ad and why she put it up, she was glad, to say the least, and she moved with an extra sway to her hips as she made for the sofa she had earlier occupied before their arrival.

She crossed one leg over the other and stared at them with the trace of a smile on her lips.

"So... tell me, what are your names again?"

"Jake and Rake," Baby Face answered, pointing to first his brother and then himself.

"Cool names. You're twins, right?"

"Exactly," Baby-faced nodded.

Jake didn't like the flippant manner in which his brother addressed the lady, but each time he opened his mouth to regain control of the conversation, his brother always beat him to it. He had always been the faster, more restless and shameless one.

"So you guys have a lot of experience in this, right?"

"Of course," Rake shot back as if the question was an insult. He was not staring at her face though and he also could not catch the fiery glare his brother had thrown his way.

"So that means you..."

"Hot pink," Rake suddenly announced, with a triumphant grin on his face, his eyes now fully staring into Amanda's. His brother's heart gave a lurch. Obviously, the idiot had gone out of his mind! But before he could apologize on his behalf, Amanda flexed her manicured fingers and toes which were both painted in one color: hot pink.

"I like a man who pays attention," she said with a pleased, almost sultry, smile.

Rake's grin widened and he held her gaze for a few seconds before his eyes roved elsewhere again. His brother just stood there, lost and confused. Everything was moving just too fast for him to keep up. He shifted from one foot to the other, thinking of something appropriate to say. But he was beaten to it yet again! This time by Amanda.

"Even though his attention is not always innocent," she said, staring at Rake with a meaning look. She had just caught him staring holes at her breasts. Of course she liked the attention, but she also knew that her rebuke was not strong enough to discourage someone as stubborn and restless as Rake. Rather it would inspire him to even greater mischief. And wasn't that the reason she had requested for their services?

"I think I've wasted enough of your time here," she sighed and got up to her feet. "When do you guys plan to begin work?"

"Well, um... anytime you want," Jake said.

"We could even start right now," his brother quickly added, with a massive grin that stinked of mischief.

"Okay then. Here's the key t..."

Rake had already swooped it off her fingers with that grin still plastered on his face.

Impressive, Amanda thought. But outwardly, she gave him a hard stare. The little bastard held her gaze fearlessly, still grinning rudely at her as if challenging her to do more than stare harshly at him.

"Anyway," she shrugged and turned her attention to the heavily embarrassed Jake, "that's the key to the shed outside..."

"Very good. Looks strongly built."

Rake again! And that daring grin!

There was a short silence as Amanda gave him her angriest glare ever, but the idiot seemed to know she didn't mean it because his grin only widened. Brazen bastard!

"That's all then. You'll find everything you need in the shed."

"Got it. Thanks," Rake replied, twirling the key holder around his finger as he walked away from the window where he had gone to glance at the shed.

Amanda sat back down with a fake sigh of frustration and watched both boys walk out of the room. Jake was in front, his eyes down and he was almost alight with shame and embarrassment while his forward and shameless brother followed behind, still grinning and staring at Amanda. Jeez, did he just wink?! Amanda blinked in disbelief. The boy had nerves, didn't he? As he got close to the door, she saw a hand shoot in and drag him out and then the door was slammed shut.

Whew! What a perfect pair! And with the perfect height too - just at her chest level. The future seemed bright!

*****

Amanda gave a soft sigh as she concluded her investigation into the client's previous and current strategies. Even though the next step was to be put off until later, she already had some ideas swirling around in her head. But she'd had enough work for one day. Time to do something else.

She put away the device and got up to do a proper cat yawn and stretch these (sadly) aging bones of hers. Then suddenly, she remembered the boys. Quickly, she went to the window and parted the curtains. What she saw outside made her gasp. See what I've missed!

At that side of the house were Jake and Rake, both hard at work and... well, shirtless. From such distance, the boys looked almost identical, but she'd seen enough of their behavior to differentiate them and know who was who. The quiet, calm and methodical one handling the mower was clearly Jake while the fast-moving one whose eyes were everywhere while his hands were on the rake was none other than the mischievous Rake.

Amanda quickly looked around for something high enough, something she could sit on to watch the boys. Oh yes, the stool at the minibar was just perfect. She tiptoed over to bar as if someone else was in the room and returned with the stool. Placing it near the window, she sat down and focused on the movie playing out on her side lawn.

She started with Jake. The sun was weak, but the constant exertion had covered his body with sweat which poured down in rivulets down his back. His biceps were not huge, but they were firm and muscular. The muscles on his back and forearms were the ones that stood out the most in all their glory, flexing and rippling in time with his exertion. She wondered if they would flex even more if he was above a woman, grunting and pounding wildly into her.

She didn't have much time to fully admire the back view though. He turned, presenting her with a good view of his front. Hmm. Slightly hairy broad chest - very broad to be exact - but the fun part was how the hairs ran down the middle of his abdomen in a dark line and ended at the waistband of his trousers. Amanda would give many things to see where that happy trail cane to a final end. But for now, patience!

Jake turned, his side now facing her, so she quickly focused her attention on his brother. Wow, this one is different. An even broader chest, a hairless torso and a firm six packs. Her eyes lingered on his chiseled abs for a while before traveling downward. Whew! He had no happy trail, but his waistband was a little below his waist, showing the chiseled V of his lower abdomen that she knew led straight to his cock.

Her eyes lingered again for many more seconds before she took them up to watch the flex of his pecs as he threw his rake about, pulling mown grasses towards himself. With each pull, his biceps knotted into a tight bulge and his pecs rippled deliciously. Real power! She imagined those strong arms wrapped around her naked body, holding her in place for a hard fuck. She could not help but sigh out loud in contentment. With such hard bodies at her disposal, what more could she ask for? The only problem was how to get them in the right position. But for now, a little fantasizing could go a long way to ease the itch between her thighs.

Her arms crossed on the window ledge, she rested her chin on them and closed her eyes. She imagined the position, the ideal position. Under the shower... wet bodies... a firm torso pressed against her from behind and a rock hard dick nestling between her ass cheeks.

Those strong hands roving all over her wet body, fingers running up and down her thighs, large palms rubbing up her belly, caressing her chest, rubbing down her belly and coming back up to find her breasts. She wouldn't know whose hands would be doing what because her eyes would be closed shut while the twins take her on a rollercoaster ride.

Rake would probably be the one behind, fondling her breasts and pinching her nipples, making her moan in pleasure and she would arch her back, pushing her breasts further into his hands. He would press them softly and massage her nipples, making them harder and longer than ever, and at the same time, Jake would go down on his knees, spread her legs further apart and lap at her pussy like a hungry child. She would moan and release more juices and he would lap them up immediately, scratching her thighs in tandem with his pussy licking. He would then suck on each of her pussy lips thoroughly and pull them softly with his lips before spreading them apart and licking the pink flesh between. Just when he was about to suck on her clit, there was a loud knock on the door!

Amanda's eyes flew open immediately. Who in hell's name is that, disturbing such an amazing daydream??? She pulled herself up and got off the stool to go find out. She could feel the wetness in her panties, giving her an indication of just how gainfully employed she had been.

She padded over to the door and pulled it open, ready to glare at whoever was there. But to her surprise, she saw no one but Rake, shirtless and sweaty, with that naughty grin plastered on his face. Up close, the view was even more stunning. His innocent-looking baby face with the eyes full of mischief and that deep chest right above those sculpted abs. Amanda couldn't help but run her eyes over the entire package, but when she returned her focus to his face, his grin had widened considerably. No, no, no, I won't blush. She squared her shoulders and returned his gaze in a show of confidence.

"What is it?", she demanded, trying hard not to blink. How can a 20-year old fresh fish outpace a veteran like me in my own house?!

"Water. Our throats are parched," Rake replied, his eyes now focused on her still hard nipples poking at her shirt. His fearless gaze on them made them even harder. Amanda quickly turned around to hide her blush.

"Where's your brother? You guys can come in and have a drink."

As she walked away to get the drinks, she knew where exactly his eyes were glued to: her ass. It was seconds before she heard a sharp "pssst" and saw, from the corner of her eye, Jake passing close to the window on his way to the front.

She quickly opened two bottles of Coke in the bar and turned around to face the boys. Both were standing in the middle of the room, still sweaty and shirtless and all of a sudden, she wished they had taken off their pants too.

"Sit. It's alright; you can turn on the fan if you want," she said, indicating the switch behind Jake.

The young man went ahead to turn on the fan before coming to take his seat on the sofa, but his brother had since taken one of the bottles from Amanda and was sipping it contentedly and studying her as if he was the owner of the house while she was the potential tenant. She tried not to meet his gaze too often, but whenever she did, his smile always widened and she would frown at him.

"You guys have done a great job today," she said, glancing at her window, "and it was real fast too."

"We always work fast," Rake shrugged in a tone dripping with conceit, "but we can delay the climax if requested."

Amanda's mouth fell open. She stared at him in shock at his blatant use of such sexual innuendos. What daring!

She recovered quickly and glanced at Jake, but unfortunately, that one seemed to have missed the hidden meaning of his brother's words. Amanda felt she had completely lost control of the whole situation and she had to do something about it immediately. If she let this boy go on like this for even five more minutes, he'd have her bent over the kitchen counter, naked from the waist down, with his cock ramming in and out of her ass at a crazy speed. Not that she didn't like such handling (hell, she loved it!) but the speed at which he was heading towards that part of the game was way too fast that she found it difficult to keep up. She was supposed to be the seductress, not them!

She cleared her throat noisily and shifted in her seat, all part of her effort to regain control.

"I'm happy with your speed and enthusiasm. At this rate... ahem... at this rate, you'll be done in no time."

What she had almost said was "at this rate, you'll be fucking me to multiple orgasms in no time", but thank heavens for her presence of mind amidst the annoyingly distracting gaze Rake had on her. It was as if he could see through her and read her soul.

"But for now," she continued, "I have a really important meeting to attend, so you guys will have to continue tomorrow."

She turned to face Rake, daring him with her gaze to guess what the meeting was about. But all he had on his face was a smirk. It was his brother who spoke.

"Of course, ma'am. We'll be here quite early in the morning."

Amanda's heart warmed at the sound of that word "ma'am". She'd love to hear him call her that while pounding into her doggy style with her breasts swinging over his brother's face and his mouth open, trying to catch her nipples and bite them deliciously. But she quickly shook those thoughts from her mind. There'd be enough time for that later.

She already had the day's payment in an envelope lying on the table. She got up to grab it and Jake respectfully got up too, but the stubborn Rake was still sitting cross-legged on the sofa as if he was the new owner of the house, waiting to receive the certificate of ownership. When Amanda turned around and their eyes met, he made no move to hide the fact that he had been staring at her ass. Instead it was she who felt embarrassed.

With a stiff arm, she handed the envelope to Jake and he thanked her before pocketing it. But Rake was still comfortably seated and his brother had to give him a sly kick before he slowly dragged himself to his feet. With his trademark grin and with one last wink at Amanda, he followed Jake out of the house.

"Whew!", Amanda breathed a sigh of relief as they went out of her sight. She had thought she was a cougar, but the prey had turned out to be a leopard.

She walked over to the window and watched as the boys picked up their shirts and took her tools back to the shed and locked it. There was a short heated debate between them, but it came to an abrupt end and she guessed what it was about when Jake hung the shed's key on the door handle. And then they left.

Amanda waited for a few minutes before venturing outside. She hurried over to the back of the house and made for the little tree one of her boyfriends had planted years ago. She didn't have the patience to look for a broom and a dustpan, so she simply gathered the fallen leaves with her bare hands and walked over to deposit them in the clear neat pool.

---ENDE DER LESEPROBE---