New Country – 4 Months In…
New Country – 4 Months In…My fun with Carol was amazing… and gosh did it continue! I couldn’t understand it myself.. but I want to be with women older than me… and, yes I enjoyed it and wanted to do it over and over… and over again! So four months in and work is going well…. I get a lot of comments and attention as people sometimes don’t know how to relate to me having arrived from London. Having picked up a few clients, I met a gorgeous woman named Natalia. Natalia was married and had been living in Kenya for the past 5 years. She worked for a NGO and needed some consulting done. She obviously had a good paying job as she lived in a very affluent area in the Nairobi. She was introduced to me through another client, and we had arranged to meet in order to go through an audit. We met in a local cafe, and she wore a sexy short business suit. I placed her between late 30’s and early 40’s. She was from southern part of UK and we had a lot in common. After getting through the business side of things, I found out bahis firmaları she had a love for wine like myself. We made an arrangement to meet for a wine tasting i was attending that following weekend. After the meeting, I did my usual client follow-up email, of which she responded very quickly, providing me with hints that like she was flirting with me. At first I ignored them, but I knew i couldn’t live it down for long. I met up with her at the wine tasting a few days later, and she looked gorgeous in her a black tight dress. We went on with the evening and ended up being the last people in in the restaurant – drink at least 3 bottle of wine between us. I could tell she was getting tipsy like me, as she kept stoking my arm and asking me personal questions. She then lent over and said to me “I’ not wearing any under pants….!” I became hard instantly! She showed me her lovely vanilla skin thighs… whilst guiding my hands up her dress. She then moan a little… and I knew we had to leave. I then said kaçak bahis to her that we “should head somewhere else.” Unbeknownst to me, she took me to a little guest house tucked away in the outskirts of Nairobi. It was a lovely place as we arrived and checked in! Once in the room… she didn’t hesitate to strip me, but she kept her dress on… She them asked “Do you want to touch me again like at the wine tasting..?”I didn’t hesitate, as I went straight for it…kissing her neck, caressing her body and removing her dress! I planted my face in-between her thighs, and licked a very hard clit… Her soft white skin felt amazing as I stared deep in her eye whilst rubbing my hard cock against her wet pussy. I slowly teased her, making her moan… Then suddenly she squirted all over me! Her juices ran down me has she moaned graciously. I stuck my cock in her as she said “slow”… But I wanted her to cum again….and again…so I went “hard”.After an hour or two of fucking in different positions she sucked my dick! kaçak iddaa We then got a bottle of Champaign and drank it talking into the early hours of the the morning as i still caressed parts of her body. As the morning sun came through the thick green forest behind us, I woke up to a gentle knock at the door…. I looked at the time and saw it was 6am. I looked over to the other side and Natalia wasn’t there. I assumed it was her at the door…. only to find a member of the guest house staff. She said to me she…”sir this is your morning wake-up call”… I said,” I didn’t arrange one…!”She replied… “the madam arranged it as she left earlier this morning.”I was shocked, as i had never been left this way…. I then assumed I was picking up the bill and asked the lady how much…She said everything had been taken care of. “Amazed!” Yes I certainly was! As i drove back to my flat I received an email, it was Natalia. She was arranging a meeting to discuss the audit with me and her seniors in the afternoon. She wrote like nothing had ever happened between us! As i walked into the meeting later on expecting her to completely ignore me… I got a little wink as we came to the end of he discussion…. and a sarcastic… “call me sometime…!” 😉
