Jordanian Joy

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I had been to Amman on several trips to do presentations for this publishing company. I had spent the last few years flying from one end of the middle east to the next. Unfortunately, I didn’t get to see much of these places apart from the dusty views from many a hotel room.  This was only a short trip however so I would be in and back on the plane to Beirut.Due to the fact that I was involved in the educational marketing of these books, it was no surprise that the clientele often tended to be female. First impressions are vital so I always made sure that I had my grey chequered three-piece suit dry cleaned, my black shoes shiny and spotless and my white shirt immaculately snug. When I went into the room I was very self-assured and I knew that I could sell “Reading for Mastery” to the delegates in front of me.Even though I was in my early forties I could still receive the odd head turn. I was used to locals in Jordan, Egypt and Lebanon comparing me to a film star so it was nice to receive suggestive looks from some of the contingent on the front row. Occasionally I could feel some of them biting their lips and playing with their hair, particularly when I was answering questions about the scheme.At the end, I was able to receive various orders and emails were exchanged. I.promised to talk to them directly about the needs for their schools upon my return to HQ.  Many of the delegates were from the middle east but due to the cultural differences it was considered socially unacceptable Ankara bayan escort to cross that line. Most were married, like myself, but I would be surprised if most were happy. Most of these women had such beautiful dark and smooth olive skin and the attention to the way they applied their eyeliner added to their mystique. I have always been attracted to middle-eastern women; they have incredible natural beauty and such piercing brown eyes. Even the most conservative, veiled, middle-eastern ladies have this enchanting suspense about them. Upon arrival at the airport, there was a massive queue at check-in but it was moving quickly. Suddenly I felt a slight nudge of a luggage trolley behind me so I turned around. “Oh I’m so sorry,” was the reply. “I don’t know why I used a trolley as I only have one suitcase.” I just smiled and looked at the beauty queen in front of me.”Weren’t you just at the training at the Sheraton?” immediately recognising her.”Erm yes…you gave a really good presentation. My school really like the scheme…” clearly forgetting my name. “Sean,” I forgiving replied.”You are Salwa from BSM in Oman?” Her eyes widened as I seemed to remember her very basic details and her eyebrows raised. “I went to your school a few years back when I worked for BSO.” Salwa was still taken aback.We chatted solidly about work that we never felt the queue disappear until we were called to check in. Salwa was an older Jordanian lady in her mid to late forties and Escort bayan Ankara had worked all over the middle east. She had this elegant radiant red-tinted hair and the smoothest skin. Her slender figure was a little curvy but it gave her femininity and grace that any woman regardless of age would die for. Her smile just glowed and any man would be spellbound by her deep expressive eyes. Wearing a snug yet long black and gold dress, she walked as gracefully as any cat walk model topped off with black stilettos that added to her natural beauty.By chance, we would be sat on the same row and got a free upgrade to business class. We proceeded smoothly through passport control and ambled into duty-free. I was looking through the perfumes and of course, there was the typical ambush from the attractive female sales representatives trying to flog the latest overpriced fragrances from Dior and Chanel.”I think your wife would love that on you,” came a sudden tap on the shoulder and a delicate whisper in the ear. I turned and Salwa then gestured to her neck. “Maybe you should buy this for her.” I leaned across to quickly smell her smooth tanned neck with her name in Arabic draped in gold across it. The scent was so sweet and appetising and it was a fragrance that I had always loved.On Salwa, it smelt completely different and almost magical on her almost regal body. “Erm…yes…it’s very nice and smells lovely on you,” I replied somewhat hesitantly. She gazed into my eyes and Bayan escort Ankara lightly touched my arm and said, “Your wife is a very lucky woman.” I felt a little awkward but at the same time it was not the first time I had received such a compliment. Nor was I averse to the advances of females in the past. “I don’t think she is as I’m not the best husband,” I confessed.”Not many men are faithful, Sean. It’s impossible for any woman to have a guy like you to herself,” she added regretfully. Following a few purchases at Duty-free, we went into a Costa where we paid the typical extortionate airport rates for two tall cappuccinos. Salwa and I discussed various things, particularly the pros but mainly cons of married life. She confessed that she was unofficially separated from her husband and that was mainly due to work and her strong sex drive. Completely unaccustomed to hearing this from many Arab women, I delved deeper.”Well Sean, marriage is a man-made prison. We are all doing time.” I smiled suspiciously and said, “Have you been watching Seinfeld?”She laughed and replied, “You got me! I was in Chicago for about five years and Seinfeld kept me going when I was studying. Couldn’t live there again though.”Every sip of coffee was followed by a smile, a raise of her brow and then there was her sweet aroma smacking my senses with a million endorphins. I could have stayed there all night but sadly our flight was imminent. At least that was what I thought until an announcement echoed confirming that our flight had been cancelled due to issues in Beirut. We went to the MEA desk where they said that we would be booked on the flight tomorrow morning. Fortunately, they had arranged for us to stay in the Hilton just next to the airport.

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