Sexy neighbourhood E-Book

Dunja Romanova

• Herausgeber: neobooks
• Kategorie: Gesellschafts- und Liebesromane
• Sprache: Deutsch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2020

Seitenzahl: 52

Beschreibung

My name is Lisa. I've been married to Paul for six years. We have a very happy marriage. He was already my big crush at school! Oh, God, that was almost 20 years ago. Because I'm 32. But he's 36. The four-year difference made it impossible for me to get his attention in school. It was just silent admiration! So for years I was content with other boys. Sometimes I threw myself into short affairs or one-night stands. Twice I also had longer relationships. But more than 8 months with the same guy I had never managed to have. HE was always haunting my mind somehow, so that all others seemed like second choice men. Paul graduated from high school four years before me and joined the Navy right after that. After one year of military service he started studying mechanical engineering. I only learned all this through my girlfriend Linda, whose brother was a friend of Paul. I haven't seen him for years and only had him in my memory. After my high school graduation I did an apprenticeship as an office clerk and later I continued my studies to become a business economist. I am still working in my training company today, now as an office manager. I had to work hard for this advancement. But I have to admit that a lot of things have certainly flown to me because of my appearance: I have curly brown hair and blue-green eyes. In addition, I have a rather dark skin type and a body that must impress many men, especially because of my height of 1.80m and long, slender legs.

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Sexy neighbourhood

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Foreword:

Dear readers,

thank you for purchasing my book.

Sexy Neighborhood is an erotic short story.

But now for my actual person. My name is Jupiter Hill. I was born in 1982 in the former Soviet Union. Since my childhood I have written stories of all kinds. The older I got, the stronger my desire to write erotic stories became. And that's what I do now.

I don't adhere to any fixed conventions. No rigid ideas or general views. Sometimes I write from a woman's point of view, sometimes from a man's. Because my stories are made for both sexes.

I hope to make my readers happy with my "works". And inspire them to erotic acts. The following story is partly made up. But a large part is based on my own life.

Your Dunja

Sexy neighbourhood

My name is Lisa. I've been married to Paul for six years. We have a very happy marriage. He was already my big crush at school! Oh, God, that was almost 20 years ago. Because I'm 32. But he's 36. The four-year difference made it impossible for me to get his attention in school. It was just silent admiration!

So for years I was content with other boys. Sometimes I threw myself into short affairs or one-night stands. Twice I also had longer relationships. But more than 8 months with the same guy I had never managed to have. HE was always haunting my mind somehow, so that all others seemed like second choice men.

Paul graduated from high school four years before me and joined the Navy right after that. After one year of military service he started studying mechanical engineering. I only learned all this through my girlfriend Linda, whose brother was a friend of Paul. I haven't seen him for years and only had him in my memory. After my high school graduation I did an apprenticeship as an office clerk and later I continued my studies to become a business economist. I am still working in my training company today, now as an office manager.

I had to work hard for this advancement. But I have to admit that a lot of things have certainly flown to me because of my appearance: I have curly brown hair and blue-green eyes. In addition, I have a rather dark skin type and a body that must impress many men, especially because of my height of 1.80m and long, slender legs.

This is the reason why I still notice today how strange men look at me in the pedestrian zone. Only my breasts are not overly large at 75B, which would also be unusual for my slim upper body. I think my body is a bit stilt-like, but all my girlfriends constantly share their envy with me, because even today I can maintain my weight without constant dieting. In short: I can be very satisfied with my appearance and therefore I never had a problem with lack of self-confidence. It was precisely this that helped me with the men I used for years but almost exclusively to satisfy my lust. Before I met Paul again.

It was 10 years ago now. I was invited by Linda to her birthday party in Hamburg, where she was studying. Since I still had some vacation time left, I gladly accepted. Student parties always had a special attraction for me: open-minded and young men who were always up for an adventure - just as I liked! So I styled myself up and drove to Hamburg, 150km away. Linda already welcomed me at the door with that certain grin that hides a secret. I looked at her and asked:

"What? Am I overdressed?" She said, "No, not at all. You're a natural beauty, you know that!"

I gave her a light smack in the side and squeezed my way past her into the apartment. After I had stowed my things away in her room (I slept in her bed, of course), she showed me her apartment and introduced me to her 3 roommates. Very nice, but she always had this grin on when she looked at me. What did she want to tell me? What secret did she want me to get out of her? When we were alone before the big rush of birthday guests, I asked her again:

"Why have you been acting so mysterious all evening?" "You'll find out why tonight!"

What is obvious to the reader of this story was a huge mystery to me at the time. So I first celebrated properly with the strangers, before the doorbell rang again at about 11 o'clock. Because I was just standing in the hallway, I opened it for the late arrivals. It was Linda's brother and behind him a tall, well-built man was stomping up the stairs: unbelievable, it was Paul! Immediately waves flashed through me as if electricity was flowing through my body. All I could do was put on a grin and say "Hi!" before I had to retreat quickly into the crowd. When I went to the toilet shortly afterwards, I could see in the mirror how red my face had turned. "Oh God!" I thought, "If just the sight of him throws me off balance like that, how will I ever be able to talk to him?" When I came out, I met Linda, who just smiled at me and said:

"Well, was I right about the surprise? You always had the hots for Paul. So you'd better get busy tonight. He's in a party mood. He just handed in his thesis."

I tried to be close to Paul afterwards and show him my good side. Luckily, I wore tight cloth pants, which perfectly accentuated my long legs and my often praised bottom. But already for an hour he just sat with his buddy and talked. He looked simply great: big, broad cross and a trained but not too muscular body. But his well-tanned face was a knockout with his alluring smile and three-day beard. Although I tried to let my gaze pass him often, I could not even see that he was looking at me even by chance. Great!