was born and raised in Jamaica. He loved his country, the warm weather, the cool breeze, and the beautiful scenery. Everything about it was perfect! He applied for the job of a tour guide a couple of months ago and was accepted. He loved his job, as he would guide the tourists around the fantastic resort, teaching them much about his country. That was not the only thing that intrigued him. It was the beautiful and exotic women on vacation, which he liked.
He'd make advances on many of the vacationers from foreign countries. His success rate for getting laid was really high. They were usually short flings and nothing more, but he was young and not exactly looking for someone special yet, even though he wouldn’t mind that. He reminisced about the beautiful and rich married women he had sexual encounters with, they were wildcats in bed, and also great tippers. He felt like he was living in heaven, beautiful women, a steady paycheck, wonderful scenery, and a great night scene. It was all too perfect, and it was his reality.
He was on the job, awaiting a married couple as they headed towards their room. "Hello, welcome to our resort. I'm sure you'll enjoy your stay. Would you like me to show you around?" he asked the middle-aged couple. The husband was tall but a little chubby, the married life had gotten to him big time. He carried a beer gut, and his hairline was decreasing, deteriorating slowly with age. assumed that the couple was in their early to mid thirties.
The wife on the other hand was a knockout. Her sandy brown hair spilled down, just past her smooth shoulders. Her face wore a gentle glow and sexy dark sunglasses covered her emerald green eyes. She wore a dazzling sundress, which hugged tightly to her curvy hips. Her legs were fit and long, and her calves were very sexy, having the perfect shape. Her ass was flawlessly round and her milky breasts were tightly pressed against the soft fabric of her dress. They were rather big, probably a c-cup in size. Tender and soft, was already fantasizing about getting some action from them. He awaited their answer for his touring offer.
"No thanks... I'm going to relax in the hot tub. I'm beat," replied the out of shape husband. The wife nudged him with her elbow disappointedly. He rolled his eyes and entered their room. "Well, I'd like a tour," the wife smiled, flashing her sparkling white teeth. It was the kind of smile you saw in a Colgate commercial. "Well this way Mrs.... umm..."
"Oh sorry, I didn't introduce myself. I'm Mrs. Mary Connelly." She extended her delicate hand, engaging his dark one for a handshake. "Sorry, I didn't introduce myself either. My name's ," he replied, pointing towards his nametag. "Well this way Mrs. Connelly." |