Jayne gone wild in Africa 2009 - Sex Stories

Jayne gone wild in Africa 2009

... airport and after checking in we inspected the room finding it to our complete satisfaction. The staff throughout couldn’t do enough for you (as will later be explained) I put on shorts and went for a swim in the deserted pool while Jayne showered and changed then we went for dinner, again in an empty dining room but with the full attention of the staff. What’s more the food was excellent. I had lobster and Jayne the fish which was accompanied by two bottles of wine. Some guests eventually appeared but we retired to the hotel bar for a few more drinks and then to bed. I wanted to get familiar with everything the following morning and to be truthful, it was far easier than expected. We slept reasonably well. The ceiling fan gave off a pleasant hypnotic hum and the air conditioning took the sting out of the night heat. The room was spacious and clean with large curtained floor to ceiling windows. It opened to a lounge area also with large windows and through to a secluded open air shower room. Fantastic ! Jayne got up and made coffee then dressed in shorts and a blouse for breakfast. It was busier in the dining room with a mix of people, French, German and blacks. There were also a small Lebanese’s group but they remained very secular. We had breakfast and then I went to the reception to ask about a car and driver. The girl on the desk spoke really good English and also fluent French and she arranged a car with an English speaking driver for us for 11.00. There was a little ...

... confusion over the passports as I had refused to hand them over but it was easily resolved with 5$ I had it in my head that we would take a drive into and around the capital then investigate the night scene and places that I could take Jayne to “pull” The hotel had a compound wall but it was in a quiet well policed area with an obvious wealthy inhabitancy, good roads and lighting etc. Also the layout of the room and buildings was clearly discrete and getting a bloke or blokes in wasn’t going to be a problem, nor was disturbance. The driver arrived on time and I met him at the reception paying them in advance much to his frustration. He later negotiated a more reasonable deal at the risk of loosing his patronage but selfishly for my part, I had my wife’s interests in mind, not his. When Jayne appeared she was wearing a very short skirt but with a flowing wrap covering her legs. She’d also changed into a tight low cut top and sun cream was lightly showing white on her arms which she was busily rubbing in. She’s put on makeup too and a broad sun hat. Her sunglasses hid her eyes. It could have been perfect if she’d have been wearing high heels but the flip flops toned it down. Regardless the driver gave her a good look over. He told us his name was Kemo and his English was very understandable. At this point, it needs to be explained that he was not her type at all but he was instrumental in associating us with a more than suitable individual. Kemo drove us into Conakry past the ...