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Twenty years old student Emma is back home for summer holidays. She is looking for exciting new experiences and her handsome married neighbour Eric offers exactly what she needs, teaching Emma the true meaning of the words hard, fast and unprotected.
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2015
Backdoor to Paradise
By Lola Ryder
Backdoor to Paradise is a work of fiction.
All characters depicted in sexual situations are over 18 years of age. This story is intended for adult readers only. Names, characters, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
Text copyright © 2015 Lola Ryder
All rights reserved.
I got out of my old car and looked around. The sun was shining and flowers in the front garden were in full bloom. It was great to be home for summer holidays. I gave a house next door a quick glance. It stood quiet and the curtains were drawn. A black and white cat sat in a shade on a lawn by a flower pot. “Hey, Mr Whiskers!” I greeted the animal, before opening the front door and getting inside.
A little while later, the doorbell rang.
“Are you ready?”
My friend Natasha came to pick me up, so we could do some shopping in town. It was great to catch up, as we have not seen each other for ages. She was a stunning redhead with green eyes and long slender legs. We were besties for as long as I can remember. After graduating from school, Natasha began working at a hairdresser’s, whilst I went on to study at the University.
“So, how are things with Matt?” she asked when later on we sat in a small café, drinking cappuccino.
“We broke up three weeks ago,” I replied.
“Oh Emma, I’m sorry! What happened?”
I was not sure what to tell her. As far as everyone I knew was concerned, there was no reason and I was just being plainly stupid. Matt and I met two years ago, when I just started studying at the University. He was one of the fittest guys on campus, a dream of every girl.
“I guess, he was just dull,” I said. “Things were the same, day in, day out. He was kind of immature. Sex was boring! He was… on top, pumping away, until it was all over. I was getting so frustrated, tried to talk to him, but Matt looked at me like he had no idea what I was on about.”
“Well, I get it,” Natasha said after a short pause. “I don’t blame you. If I were you, I would have gone insane by now! You are only twenty years old, too young to be stuck in a boring relationship!”
After coffee, we went around the shops and stocked up on sexy outfits. I was going to make the best out of this summer - the last one before I graduate from the University and get a job. My plans for now though included getting a great tan and extending my list of sexual experiences, which at the moment could fit on a back of a post stamp.
When Natasha dropped me off at home, I noticed a shiny black truck parked in front of the neighbour’s house. Natasha winked at me, pointing at the truck.
“Hey, look – Eric is home!” she said with a cheeky twinkle in her eye. She knew the effect the handsome neighbour had on me.
I did not say anything, but my cheeks turned red as tomatoes. Eric Marshall and his wife Linda moved to our neighbourhood three years ago and I had a crush on him since. I was barely brave enough to say hello to Eric in the street, but often watched him from my bedroom window, having a lunch in the garden or catching some sun on a sunbed. He was married though and there was no chance of anything ever happening between us.
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