Toyboy Teamsters

By Charlie B.

Divorced some six months ago Miranda is left to bring up two kids and has led a pretty restricted life sexually as a consequence. However a chance encounter with a young neighbour kicks in her libido and prompted by her inner demon, which she's nicknamed 'frisky,' she is suddenly desperate to get some fun back in her life. Enter her two workmates, Janine and Casey who have already solved that problem by teaming up as the 'TOYBOY TEAMSTERS.' They invite young horny college guys to their wild private parties, guys who will give them what they need and lots of it. Miranda finds herself drawn into this new lifestyle and when her children are back with their father at weekends, she throws herself into the fray. This is the story of three, thirty year old women who appreciate the sexual prowess and stamina that only young men can give them and who don't hold back for a moment to get it.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Charlie B.
• Release date: Sep 27, 2016
• ISBN: 9781370289844

Charlie B.

Well my name is Charlie B but you already know that. I live in the UK, Bromley, Kent, any GR peeps close by, friend me by all means. I write hot steamy stories. Why, well because if it turns me on I hope it will do the same for you, guy or girl!For those of you that might be interested my web site address is www.dollhouse-books.com. all of my books are individually listed there along with synopsis and other interesting articles. you can also sign up to my new releases newsletter and receive a free short storyCommecial finished, please read on!I write a lot, a book a month sometimes even more and I like to do something different every time. Sometimes the sexy scenes are part of the story and other times the story is the vehicle for the sex scenes but one thing is always present in my stories, Sex!Most of my stories feature women as the lead characters, I liker strong women, women who know what they want and go get it. They want men who can satisfy them in every way, who can excite and give then totally fulfilling sex. Women today have found their freedom, they want books that excite and arouse, they want a hot read that will give them a thrill and why not.Ah, but I hear you guys saying , ‘what about us?Well I know what guys like, after all I am one. Fresh young women, cheerleaders, raunchy college girls that are naughty rather than nice. Older women that bend the rules, blur the lines because they are hell bent on satisfaction and they will do their devious best to get it. In actual fact, although there’s a possible division in what I write, I think men and women will enjoy most of my books as many sit in the middle road.

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Toyboy Teamsters

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Charlie B.

CONTENTS

Chapter 1. Frisky

Chapter 2. Casey

Chapter 3. Janine

Chapter 4. Tonight were gonna party like it’s…..

CHAPTER 5. Girls just wanna have fun.

CHAPTER 6. Miranda’s surprise

CHAPTER 7. When Saturday comes around.

Chapter 8. The Montelle Pleasure Resort

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Chapter 1. Frisky

Miranda curses as she races around the house; her voice rising as she urges her two kids to hurry with their breakfast. She is running late and her two young children aren’t helping as they bicker over some silly, inconsequential problem. She rushes out of her bedroom, half dressed, her skirt still unzipped, her blouse only half buttoned up.

Quiet. Now eat, get to it, she cries and both kids turned to stare, then began giggling as her loose skirt starts to slide down over her hips. Miranda grabs for it, struggles to tug it back into position, then glares at the pair and points warningly. Returning to her room she finishes dressing, decides that another hot day means no pantyhose and then quickly brushes her dark hair before putting it up into a pony tail.

‘Thank god he’s got the kids this weekend,’ she thinks to herself as she checks herself out in the mirror, smooths her blouse down over her breasts, yes the one’s she’s always considered a little too large, though they come in handy when she wants to impress some guy or other, not that she’s been in a position to do that of late.

What fucking guys, she mutters deciding that her make-up can wait until she gets to work. It has been awhile since any guys have got into her panties.

‘Too damn long,’ mutters frisky; the little mischievous she-devil in her head.

Ok let’s go, got your stuff, bags, lunch bucket’s, Tommy, move it mister, hup, hup, hup, two three!

The kids giggle as they run out through the door and jump into the car. Miranda climbs in the front, checks her rear view mirror and stares in disbelief as some jerk on a motor cycle rolls into the space behind her to block her in.

She hits the horn hard and he stares her way, well probably he does because he is wearing one of those crash helmets, the tinted visor sort, so she can’t see him clearly. She hits the horn again; a long note of frustration and what does he do? He kicks down the prop stand, climbs off the bike and walks around to her side off the car.

Miranda hits the window release, turns to one side and waves her hands around in a furious, unintelligible way before banging her head on the steering wheel.

Hey lady, what’s up?

What’s up? What’s up? I need to get out. Can you please move that thing, I’m late with my kids for school you moron!

He releases the clasp on his crash helmet and then pulls it off and for all her anger, someone in her head goes and says, ‘oh fuck, he’s gorgeous,’ that is Frisky talking.

He stares at her for a few moments and that stare, those piercing blue eyes, square cut chin, mouth that breaks into a smile hits her where it matters, right between her thighs. The hot spot, the area that has been neglected for so long by any man suddenly gives her one hell of a message, and that message screams out just one thing.

‘I want him,’ yells the damn Imp.

Oh, I didn’t think; I guess I better move it. Sorry ma’am.

‘No don’t go,’ screams Frisky.

Miranda sighs as she watches him walk back to the motor cycle and then he pushes it further along the road before he turned and waves her to go with a gloriously sexy smile on his face. Miranda raises a hand and waves and her kids wave as well, as kids do.

The drive to school is a blur. Traffic signals, sexy smile, pedestrians, hard nipples bursting out from nowhere, school crossing. Damn she is wet. She suddenly realises that she has arrived, parks up, lets the kids out of the car then hugs them and reminds them that daddy will collect them later for the weekend.

A couple of the mother’s hail her as she strides back to her car, she doesn’t reply. She is still day-dreaming about the guy. He is too young, probably still at College, or maybe high school; no he has a bike, not high school.

She closes her mind to the crazy thoughts that have hit her so strongly, begins instead to think about her day’s work at the office. About her two friends, Janine and Casey. They wild tell her not to be so stupid, go find an older guy, that there are some great guys about. In that thought she is wrong.

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Miranda parks up, gets out of the car, locks it and then unlocks it, grabs her bag, locks it again and then strides across to the office complex where she works. She gets a latte, this time acknowledging the hello’s as she gets in the elevator and goes up to her floor. Once there she grabs her make-up and rushes to the restroom, begins to apply it wondering to herself why today she is applying lipstick and a little more powder than usual and whatever else. The job done, she smiles and checks herself out in the mirror, primps up her thick, long curly hair and is grateful that she’s never had it cut short.

‘Not bad, you still got it girl,’ and indeed she has got it. Even at thirty-six she has a terrific figure, long smooth legs, her breasts are still perky and guys still look at them first when they see her. Ok so her hips were a little wider and there were a few silver stretch marks, but after two pregnancies, what the hell?

Casey smiles as she greets her workmate, and then her eyes grew wider as she takes in her extra effort with the make-up.

Did you get some cock last night? You got some sort of glow on today?

No, damn, does it show? No not sex, but I met someone, well saw him…..

Uh huh, so you gonna meet again?

No, …it isn’t like that, I called him a moron.

Best way to start a relationship girl, start just as you mean to go on.

But, dammit, I don’t want a relationship. I just want to get fucked. she mutters going red at her blurted words.

Nothing wrong with that girl, when my old man’s away and I don’t get my goodies, I go get it for myself. You know what I mean?

You fool around with guys? You never ever said that before

You ain’t never asked. Yeah me and Casey know some College kids. Well they put themselves out for hire, no not for sex. They do pool cleaning and stuff, but, …well, let’s just say that, after the day’s work is done, boys and girls like to have a little fun.

Miranda stares at her workmate in shocked surprise; takes in the big smile on her attractive face. Janine is certainly a dish, straightened black hair, a round yet sexy face that promises any guy a good time when she smiles in that certain way. Her compact