[QUOTE=Mombie75;2459786]Good story.
I spend quite a bit of time in Kenya and some years ago I rented an apartment on the top floor of a 3 storey block. Opposite me lived a lady around 40 who had a good job in town for a big company. Three times a week I used to have some of my regulars come around for overnighters. After a month at this apartment I would see the neighbour coming and going, meeting on the stairs etc. We would exchange pleasantries and she was a sexy thing always dressed well. One day I am on my way in and she is coming out so we start to chat. She asks if I am having anyone over tonight? I say maybe, why do you ask? She then goes on to ask me where are my manners? She gets to hear my bed rocking, girls moaning 3 times a week keeping her awake. So I go a bit red and start to apologize, but she says there is no need to apologize for the noise she is not bothered about that. She is just pissed off that I have never invited her in for her turn, why are those people getting the pleasure and not your friendly neighbor she says.
Hence she got invited in several ties after that.
Only in Africa.[/QUOTE]Love it! I can certainly see that play out in Kenya.
12 years back, a random secretary at a office I worked with ask me how I was and I said I was not good: bored and lonely. I didn't have a cellphone then. She found out from her colleagues where I was staying and showed up at my hotel. I didn't even remember her name and when the reception called, I refused to let her come up. When I went down, it was embarrassing that I didn't even know her name. I didn't know what she wanted and took her to the Java house across her street. She was so confused and assumed I was not interested in her. We had coffee and did small talk while I was trying to tease out what she wanted. (It's very common to get hit up for cash from random people in Kenya.) She said she stopped by because I looked sad and wanted to make me happy. I thanked her for stopping by and spending time with me. She walked me back to the hotel and while I expected her to leave, she just matter-of-factly started climbing the stairs. What could I say? Once in the room, she declared she wanted to shower and jumped in leaving the door open. I waited outside like a gentleman. She came out in a towel, and seeing me fully dressed, started laughing. "You don't like me?" she said dropping her towel. Holy smokes, I thought. She quickly helped me undress. Pants, shirt, and as I was taking my undershirt off, she pulled down my shorts and was sucking me. We had three rounds of pure bareback sex until late night. She called a trusted cab and went home. I was back in the office next day for a meeting with her boss's boss. She made coffee for me and in front of the other office staff, formally asked me how I was doing. I said "I am good; a little bored and lonely. " She couldn't suppress a giggle. The boss was out and she showed me to the office and came in with the coffee. As the door of the air-conditioned office closed behind us, I thanked her for the coffee while sticking my hand down her olive green pants and panties to get a peek and whiff of her pussy. Her facial expression, though it lasted a fraction of a second was priceless. She ran out quickly and left me alone with a boner. Yup, she was back in the evening, and this time she didn't have to wait at the reception. As soon as she entered the room, I pulled her to the desk and bet her over, pulled her pants down, and fucked her from behind. She was so wet that I could barely feel a thing. We showered only after that quick round of smelly raw sex. She told me how difficult it was for her to wait all day after the morning's incident. Ahhhh Kenya!
