Eleni and Menelaos

By Yorgos Ntovas

The English Translation of the 3rd Book written in Greek, by Yorgos Ntovas
They met by chance in a café out of Antirio.
What were the possibilities to meet her again, in a wedding out of Preveza?
Infinitesimal, but it happened!
Unexpected encounters that led to a great love!!

• Language: English
• Publisher: ΓΙΩΡΓΟΣ ΝΤΟΒΑΣ
• Release date: Dec 3, 2020
• ISBN: 9781005004873

Yorgos Ntovas

Yorgos Ntovas was born in Volos, Greece.He studied Electronics and Computer Science.He is an I.T. and Communications Consultant, Books and Theatrical Texts Author, Scripts Writer and Paranormal Phenomena Investigator.He creates Digital Artworks and writes various strange or not, books.He has written in Greek the books, Claire – Erica – Cleo (Trilogy), Eleni & Menelaos, A Rainy Afternoon and Many Sunny Days, The Publisher, Attempt of Rape, 4 Erotic Stories, Renaissance, The Politician, Herma, The Bride.The first book of the trilogy “Claire – Erica – Cleo”, “A Rainy Afternoon and Many Sunny Days” and “Eleni and Menelaos”, have been translated into English and are available worldwide.Yorgos Ntovas speaks English, French and German and lives and works in Athens, Greece.Web: https://homoastralis.orgemail: [e-mail]

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1. Wedding Invitation!

Menelaos was driving to Preveza but his mind wandered. Various thoughts were troubling him and that wasn’t safe at all.

He knew the route well. There was no particular traffic but still, it was kinda dangerous.

Menelaos was invited to a wedding which was taking place at Preveza. He was working as an external consultant at a Company and one of his colleagues was getting married. It was one of these social events you were obliged to attend. He didn’t know the groom very well. He was a high executive in the Company and had a great regard for him. This was the reason he was invited to his wedding after all, a wedding where members of the immediate family were mostly invited. He didn’t want to go but he had to, as the groom was influencing the Company’s president. If he wanted to get his contract renewed for the next year, it would be wise to take care of his public relations. In short, he found himself travelling to Preveza.

The wedding was taking place on Saturday, late afternoon. He had prepared himself from Friday. He would leave on Saturday morning and return on Sunday afternoon.

The last two years, after his divorce, he was living with his daughter, Emilia -Emma- at a three-bedroom apartment in Glyfada. Things weren’t going well for him. His divorce hadn’t gone smoothly, his work had its ups and downs, his financial situation was rough and as for relationships? Not even close.

His daughter who was seventeen years old, was relatively an easy child but had her issues too. She had decided to stay with him because of the numerous conflicts with her mother. She lived with her, the first two years after the divorce but decided to move in with him these last two. That kept her calmer.

He asked Emma, if she wanted to come along. As if. No way she would miss the opportunity to spend a weekend in Athens all by herself. He trusted her though, had raised her well, after all. He did the usual preaching, however, just in case.

He got up on Saturday morning, on his way to Preveza.

After Antirio, he decided to stop at a nearby café. He wanted to get some rest, focus and put his thoughts in order. The road from now on wasn’t that easy so he had to be wary. His car wasn’t exactly safe either. Another reason to be careful.

Various thoughts invaded his mind, mostly memories from vacation days with his ex-wife. Unavoidably, bad memories from the last period where things weren’t going well for them. The unpleasant ending of their relationship and the divorce that followed. He was thinking about all this, lately. Whilst he had analyzed the whole situation again and again and had reached a conclusion, these thoughts still troubled his mind.

Truth is that they were becoming scarce. He had invented a technique to get rid of them. He found something else to keep his mind busy.

In that particular moment, it was a company of three, two women and a man, sitting at a nearby table. The man and one of the women were clearly a couple. What drew his attention though, was the other woman. She was exactly his type but unfortunately, he never had the chance to date a woman like her. In other words, it was an undisclosed desire. She had ebony hair, milky skin, deep blue eyes, a normal build and voluptuous breasts. From what he could distinguish since she was sitting, she must have been of average height. She was wearing a particularly revealing, tight top and short skirt. Another thing he liked a lot, on the verge of fetishism was high-heeled stilettos and this woman had nailed that part. She was wearing an amazing pair of