About Last Night

By Nina Cole

As a successful young professional, Nina travels the world for her career but work is secondary to her sexual adventures around the globe. The series begins with a weekend getaway to Greece where she has secret relations with a sexy Greek. The following week while in London on a business trip she meets Johnny, who is exceptionally well endowed. Nina’s exploits continue to Germany where her forbidden desires lead her to something unexpected. This is the first book in a series of sex short stories for adults.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Nina Cole
• Release date: Apr 25, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005147655

Nina Cole

Nina Cole often gets mistaken at bars for a girl without a brain, which is always funny to her. With a Master’s degree from Columbia University, Nina currently works as an economist for a large international development organization. She can never get enough of learning languages, traveling to new countries, latte machiattos, tall boots and Dutch bicycles. And she doesn’t understand why you can’t be a girl who is sexual and smart at the same time.

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About Last Night

Erotic Short Stories

Volume 1

Copyright © 2021 by Nina Cole

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About Last Night

Erotic Short Stories

Volume 1

Copyright © 2021 by Nina Cole

Table of Contents

The Greek Masterpiece

London Calling

First Taste

THE GREEK MASTERPIECE

I was back in Frankfurt for two weeks for work. Frankfurt has a way of lulling me into boredom. It’s a nice city — just like you say a person is nice when you can’t find anything else to say about them. Not offensive, but not cool, funny or interesting either. My biggest concern of spending two weeks in Frankfurt was that I would find no one to fuck.

I went out on several occasions with a Brazilian colleague, Carme, who found Frankfurt equally dull. One night, we went to a bar with the theme, Leaving Frankfurt, Entering Brazil, with pictures of a hot DJ spinning and some Brazilians shaking their asses on the website. In reality, there was no DJ but intermittent live music and profane stretches of at least half an hour without one single note of music. Instead of ass shaking, there were some Germans drinking beer around picnic tables.

After that night, Carme was fed up with Frankfurt. We found cheap tickets and left the following evening for Greece. Arriving after midnight on Friday in Athens, I had until Monday morning 8 a.m. to find boys to fuck, beaches to tan on and clubs to dance in. That was my explicit agenda.

Carme’s Greek-Brazilian friends picked us up from the airport and we set out for the club, Salon Oriental. The moon and stars formed the roof of the club as cliché as it may sound, and the sea formed three of the four walls. The music was dance, and although the plastic pop Greek music was not my style, I danced my ass off to all of it. Although there were lots of attractive guys, there was no one hot except for the cocky bartender who was used to girls fawning on him.

The night was nearing morning and I had a guy