advocate of lust - Dunja Romanova - E-Book

advocate of lust E-Book

Dunja Romanova

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  • Herausgeber: neobooks
  • Kategorie: Erotik
  • Sprache: Deutsch
  • Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2019
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Patricia pressed her safety badge against the electronic panel. She heard the lock click and opened the door to the law firm where she worked. It was shortly after six in the morning and as always she was the first at work. She went down the short hallway and entered her office. She frowned and noticed that the huge piles of paper on her desk had not magically become smaller since she had left them the night before. Has my life really come this far? She had her morning routine under control. Getting up early, making a quick breakfast for herself and her husband, going to the gym for the morning training. And then arrive at the office, no later than six. This is her small list of assistants' work, which was focused on the whole day. Tight, like clockwork. A boring clockwork, for four long and arduous years. Patricia criticized herself for letting these negative thoughts penetrate into her head. She had everything, didn't she? She had a beautiful house, a stylish car, a husband who always supported her and loved her, and an amazing career in a small law firm where she was well on her way to offering a partnership before she turned forty. On the outside, she was envied by all her friends and acquaintances. Because she had everything. Inside, however, this truth felt quite different.

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advocate of lust

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All rights remain with the author.

Original Copyright © 2019, by Dunja Romanova.

Foreword

My name is Dunja Romanova. I was born in 1982 in the former Soviet Union. Since my childhood I have been writing stories of all kinds. And the older I got, the more I was drawn to erotic literature.

Lawyer of Lust" is about the young lawyer Patricia Stark. In the law firm Patricia meets the young assistant Ben. Ben is not only an assistant in the law firm. He is also a very handsome young black man.

Although I am said to be a "good German", I am not sure about all words, phrases and idioms. Please understand that there may be minor mistakes in my translation.

Your Dunja

advocate of lust

Patricia pressed her safety badge against the electronic panel. She heard the lock click and opened the door to the law firm where she worked.

It was shortly after six in the morning and as always she was the first at work. She went down the short hallway and entered her office. She frowned and noticed that the huge piles of paper on her desk had not magically become smaller since she had left them the night before.

Has my life really come this far?

She had her morning routine under control. Getting up early, making a quick breakfast for herself and her husband, going to the gym for the morning training. And then arrive at the office, no later than six. This is her small list of assistants' work, which was focused on the whole day. Tight, like clockwork.

A boring clockwork, for four long and arduous years.

Patricia criticized herself for letting these negative thoughts penetrate into her head. She had everything, didn't she? She had a beautiful house, a stylish car, a husband who always supported her and loved her, and an amazing career in a small law firm where she was well on her way to offering a partnership before she turned forty. On the outside, she was envied by all her friends and acquaintances. Because she had everything. Inside, however, this truth felt quite different.

She was nervous a few months before her 35th birthday because she had spent so many years in college in her privileged life. There she prepared for her life, which now resembled a prison. She had been such a free spirit from high school to college. She was a cheerleader in both and a good player on her high school basketball team. She was an honorary student who graduated in the first five percent of her college class, and she was immediately admitted to law school as soon as she graduated.

Patricia followed the things she loved with a ruthless serenity, and the same was true of sex. In high school and college, she had an insatiable appetite for carnal pleasures and loved the touch of a man or a beautiful woman with the same passion. Surprisingly, in high school she had the reputation of a pinch with two good shoes, although the truth was exactly the opposite.

In school, her blonde hair, blue eyes, small athletic figure with curvy round breasts and buttocks. Her looks made her a target for the envy of many women on campus and fuelled the lecherous fantasies of all men.

When she thought about it, she felt that the marital relationship with her husband had gotten into an old track, everyday life, rut, boredom. While her sex life could not be described as terrible, it was routine, everyday and dispassionate. She had tried endlessly to spice things up in her bedroom in futile attempts to separate her sex life from reproduction.

Patricia had tried toys, lingerie and even erotic literature. She had even made the courageous move to suggest that they invite a man, woman or even a couple to share their bed. But her husband didn't think so. The routine and the everyday seemed fine to him, and instead of starting a fight for their sex life, he knocked it down instead. With great sadness, Patricia accepted this emotionless, detached behavior as the new "normal" for her marriage.

As she began to complete her work and prepare for the meetings she had to attend that day, she looked at her watch with excitement. It was almost eight, just minutes away from the favorite part of her day she had been looking forward to in the last weeks since that time.