All of the short stories written on Erotica Lust are by Goran Radanovic. They are erotic, fun, entertaining and may even make you laugh.
Walking down Paradise Avenue, I spot a lady in a red, flowery dress that reaches just above her knees. Her tanned skin matches her hair colour. Moving closer to her reveals that she’s definitely older than me. I’d say mid-50s.
I quickly clicked the x button in the corner of my screen as my colleague past me. Shoo, that was close. The last thing I needed was to be fired from my job. It has taken me eight months to find a new one after the previous company
Sitting at the bar, Dan noticed the three party girls at the high cocktail table in the corner. Which guy in the lounge hadn’t? The blonde was slightly plump but had a nice smile. The brunette in the corner had an athletic body
Travelling has done wonders for my life. It showed me various cultures, some of the most beautiful scenery and enabled me to meet many people, mostly men but definitely quite a few women. I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t entertained
Joe McCallan’s Masters in Economics and Bachelor’s in Financial Modelling came in handy when seeking employment at Wall Street. He started as a junior trader at a top hedge fund firm, then shortly after that was promoted
Hubby called this morning and asked me to cancel our vacation to the Bahamas because a merger between his company and a publicly-traded organisation had finally come to fruition. Just because he needed to be around
“You look beautiful,” said some guy in my peripheral vision. Most of the time when this happens, I just keep looking ahead and walking, showing the men I have no interest in conversing with them. On this occasion, I’m feeling generous
Carson Valley was magical in summer. I enjoyed it in winter as well, but the scorching sun, sky smudged with scattered clouds and verdant valleys that spanned miles boosted my energy and gave an inkling that something great
I remember very well the day I met Cole Deschamps, even though I had downed several whiskeys and a couple of tequilas. Ugh, what’s a girl to do when her husband is cheating on her with his secretary? Cole’s smile flitted across his
I fist the hooter twice at the jerk who cut in front of me, almost smashing into my fender. He’s not the first of the day to do that. Probably the fourth. I glance at the rear-view mirror and see my passenger glaring at me.