1. A Night in Nairobi


    Date: 10/10/2015, Categories: Seduction, Author: ahgoudie, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

    thing on my mind when I came downstairs for a drink.” “I have, as you might well put it Mex, a classy chassis. I know how to, and can afford to dress well. I have a wardrobe at home most women can only dream about. I can, when I put my mind to it, be a veritable shopoholic. I carry, not here in Africa, I hasten to add, some serious plastic.” “The lesbian scene was both my escape and saviour. I hated them, but didn’t they just love my body. About my face or my job they couldn’t have cared less. I actually got over my initial revulsion. Some of these women could get me very turned on. I’m almost ashamed to say so, but I began to very wholeheartedly enter into the spirit of the thing.” “Don’t get me wrong Mex. A georgeous young lesbian, never mind a raddled old one, is no substitute for six inches of hot firm meat pulsing between your thighs, as I have just discovered. But it sure as hell beats sitting home alone on a Saturday night having a wank or playing with a dildo.” Milly paused, and as Mex glanced over at her, he saw her forehead furrow. “Get a grip girl,” she muttered to herself, “get back to the point.” After a moment she continued, “Mex, you have shaken me tonight more than you can imagine. I am normally what the chattering classes refer to as a control freak. I have to be. It’s my lifeline. Milly-is-always-in-control. Geddit?” Milly paused again, as Mex stretched out for and lit another cigarette, declining the one he proffered to her. “You asked me, it seems ages ...
    ago now, for my thoughts. I seem to recollect that I said I was not into literature. But I do remember some old quotation. Though I couldn’t for the life of me tell you who said it or wrote it. It goes along the lines of “one perfect hour of glorious life is worth an age without a name”. “You have just given me that hour, Mex. O.K. so it was maybe just ten minutes. But, Mex, you helped me achieve something that, according to the agony columns in all these women's magazines, most women only fantasise about. For that alone, Mex, I thank you. I thank you truly and honestly, from the very bottom of a somewhat shattered heart.” Milly paused for a moment and then continued, “I rather,” and at this point Milly’s face broke into a sort of lop-sided grin, “got the impression that you quite enjoyed it too.” Mex couldn’t suppress his smile. “This evening, my dear Milly, has been quite unbelievable. If, and I assure you Milly, I’m the soul of discretion, I repeated it, nobody, but nobody, would believe me.” He leant over and placed the palm of his right hand softly but firmly on her flat stomach. “The first thing,” he said quietly, “that you, young lady, and I need is a long hot shower." Mex got a second glimpse of Milly’s lop sided grin. They each got up from the bed and walked hand in hand into the bathroom. Much to Mex’s surprise, he had long since given up wondering about the inefficiencies of the Dark Continent, there was a copious supply of hot water given the lateness of the hour. ...
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