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“Absolutely stunning,” agreed Kristian, his dick waving in the air, ready to go, laced with pulsing veins that looked about to burst.
And I just smiled before running a small hand between my legs, parting my pussy lips even wider, displaying my clit before touching the white and bringing it to my lips for a sample.
“Mmm, delicious,” I cooed, leaning back against Kato’s chest while lasciviously licking my lips, my small pink tongue darting out mischievously. “Fancy a taste?”
And the three men were on me in a flash, donkeys out and ready to pound.
KATO
“Come on Mom, let me help you get your stuff,” I said, heaving a huge duffel bag into the back of the car.
“Thanks baby,” said Violet, dragging along a rollerboard. “And I have one more. Karl, can you grab that big suitcase over there?”
My twin and I rolled our eyes at one another. Our mom was only in St. Venetia for a week, but she’d packed enough for a month-long visit. Then again, our mom always perfectly dressed, her make-up in place with a warm, bubbly air.
Because Violet’s always been a looker with her snappy blue eyes and thick brown hair. Although there were a few streaks of grey now, her jawline not quite as sharp, cheeks slightly faded, Violet still did well. She took good care of herself and was careful to stay out of the sun, with few age spots or wrinkles except when she laughed, which was often.
So our mother could get dates, that wasn’t the issue. It was something else entirely, and neither Karl nor I could figure it out. On one of the rare occasions she spoke about her choice to stay single, Violet was evasive and vague, not giving much away.
“Oh you know,” she said with a smile, “I don’t need any men in my life but you two.”
My bro snorted.
“Mom, that’s very kind but Kato and I are grown now, besides we’re about to leave for the Marines. What about you? Who are you going to spend time with? Wouldn’t it be nice to have a special someone?”
And her eyes clouded briefly, that clear blue turning a hazy gray.
“Oh you know, there are men here and there,” she said vaguely before turning back to us. “I don’t need much and I keep myself busy, I’m happy with my knitting and card games.”
I snorted. Her knitting group and bridge club were all old ladies, an estrogen fest, so not exactly the places to meet eligible men. And we couldn’t understand Violet’s reluctance. She hadn’t brought someone home in a long time now, in fact hadn’t even gone on a date for years, living the life of a cloistered spinster. There was no reason for her decision, Karl and I didn’t need the sacrifice.
“Mom, we’d feel better if you found someone,” I said truthfully, concern in my eyes. “It’s odd that you’re home by yourself every night, cooking dinner on your own, eating in front of the TV before going to bed. It’s fine, but a little sad you know? We get worried.”
Most sons don’t have these types of heart-to-hearts with their mothers but as her only children, we were far more open.
“Don’t worry about me,” pooh-poohed Violet with a smile. “Besides, I have Alec Trebek and Pat Sajak, so I’m good. They’re the kings of small talk and witty comebacks, time flies when I’m with them.”
And we just shook our heads. Violet wanted to be alone and there wasn’t much we could do about it, short of creating a Match.com profile for her on the sly and forcing her to go out. So we gave up. Violet was a grown woman after all, perfectly capable of making her own decisions and finding her own path in life. But at least this trip was a nice change, it was good to shake up the landscape once in a while, take a break from the daily grind with a well-deserved vacation.
“You brought some evening wear right?” I reminded again. “Remember we have the gala at the Palace.”
“I did,” she confirmed, a bright smile lighting her face. “I’m looking forward to it, it’ll be so fun to get dressed up and see my handsome sons in uniform.”
Because the Palace was throwing its annual White Ball, a huge event with the cream of Venetian society in attendance. Obviously, Karl and I wouldn’t have been invited but as Legionnaires, our presence was expected and anticipated. Evidently the Legionnaires have a rep as dogs among the ladies, good-looking guys who were soldiers, warriors, the biggest, baddest dudes around, loyal to the Palace and servants of the King. The ladies ate it up, we were like romance heroes come to life, the equivalent of modern-day knights riding into battle, swords at our hips, lances at full mast. Hey, no worries, we were ready to live up to the legend.
But the White Gala was the perfect event because we’d been angling to get into the Palace, and now it had come without any deception on our part, any efforts to worm our way in, make our way past security. In fact, we would be the security of sorts, on the look out even as we mingled, our eyes scanning, senses on alert. So things couldn’t have worked out more perfectly.
But that’s the thing. Shit’s good for us now, better than it ever has been. My bro and I have good jobs, we live in a beautiful city, and best of all we’re in a dirty foursome that meets our needs. It’s insane, but we’re the perfect match – Tina’s soft heart and sweet intelligence, Kristian’s power and influence, and mine and Karl’s dominance and sheer physicality.
So were we ready to blow it up? Were we ready to seriously fuck-up everything when it had just fallen in place? Because what we had planned would ruin everything, throw into chaos everything and everyone that had made us happy recently.
TINA
“Oh hi,” I said, standing up to greet the older woman with a warm smile. “I’m Tina.”
Violet was beautiful, petite and trim, aging well. She looked nothing like her sons, except for a humorous expression in her eyes.
“So nice to meet you,” the older lady gushed, giving me a hug. “I’ve heard so much about you! And Karl and Kato can’t stop talking about you.”
