Jayne gone wild in Africa 2009 - Sex Stories

Jayne gone wild in Africa 2009

... reminded me that Kemo would be here soon. She was very casual about it and just stood with me as I took in the view over the boundary wall and down the shallow hill towards the sparsely lit road and the lights of Conakry city. Kemo arrived moments later. We watched his car headlights bumbling along the rough road then turn out of sight towards the hotel gates. We could walk easily around the outside of the apartment rooms, past the pool and avoid going through the lobby and reception. I supported Jayne as she walked carefully in her stilettos over a short patch of rough ground but once on the paving she was fine. Kemo was out of the car and up the steps about to go in through the entrance when I called him and before he really got a good look at Jayne I’d opened the car door for her. She climbed in pulling down the hem of her dress as women do when they think too much is being shown. Then I went around and got in the other side next to her. Kemo turned the car around and drove us back down the bumpy hotel access road and thankfully onto the spinal highway. I’d asked that he take us to a seafront restaurant called Le Cidre. It was recommended in the hotel guide and was located on a large open deck construction on the beach. Across the sea front road is a nightclub called Bembeys and the guide claimed that it was the place to party until dawn ! It wasn’t a long drive to get to the restaurant and pulling up at the road side I noticed that it was far more populated than I’d ...

... expected. The restaurant had wooden steps up to the open wooden deck and was fence off all the way around. Groups of locals were dotted about and we discovered that they were there petitioning for money, fee drinks and just hanging out. The steps were guarded by two uniformed men who instantly ushered away a group of bumster when I got out of the car. Kemo was babbling in Creole at them and a little exchange took place. It was broken up by one of the guards who opened the door for Jayne. I looked to see his eyes on stalks as she manoeuvred herself out of the car without giving too much away. It was honestly irrelevant though because as soon as she stood up and walked around to me a few in the groups begin whistling and jabbering. I took her hand and helped her onto the steps then asked Kemo to go collect Fode, bring him here and tell the guards that he was our guest. I saw him getting a good disbelieving eyeful of her too and to be truthful, it made me laugh out loud. The sea front restaurant Once up the steps and onto the deck it was more sedate with plenty of tables. The eating area was subtly lit and we found a table with comfortable room. It was fantastic in reality. There were others eating and drinking at tables but it wasn’t overcrowded and on top of us. The majority were European or Middle Eastern people. A few had black friends with them and there were also a few mixed race couples, the majority of those being Lebanese looking men with beautiful western looking black ...