Chapter 1

It was a normal hot sweaty dawn, typical of east Africa; even the early morning breeze had that hint of early morning stillness in it, promising another sweltering day ahead of us. I sat at breakfast on the veranda in my shorts and white shirt ready for another days work, as I gazed with utter loathing across the breakfast table at my wife Lydia. I could feel my hate for her welling up into my throat, and spoiling my appetite Yes, I had to admit she was beautiful, and today she seemed particularly so. She had just told me that today she was going to Mombassa for a few days shopping with Mandy and Dick some close friends of ours. I really could not care less; in fact I was very pleased to be free of her for a few days.

Our marriage was now an utter sham, and on my own I could enjoy a few days alone relaxing with my Jammarree our lovely African housemaid. Jammarree had appeared six weeks ago just as our previous maid had disappeared for no apparent reason. It had all happened when my wife was away on one of her extended shopping trips, so I had no hesitation in hiring her, and within a few hours she was, I was glad to say in my bed fucking my brains out.

Jammarree was still a total mystery, she was about 5, 6" tall slim with perfectly moulded features and spoke almost perfect English with no hint of a native accent. She had lovely aquiline features with a perfect copper coloured skin. She moved almost effortlessly and seemed to materialize from nowhere just when you needed her. It fact it was almost uncanny how she seemed to anticipate my every need, whatever it may be ... She would meticulously avoid any questions about her personal life, and when I persisted in questioning her she would smile enigmatically, and just move away.

The other mystery where Jammarree was concerned was that I had no doubt that since we had been making love my cock seemed to have grown longer and thicker. There was no logical medical reason for that to have happened. Its size and girth was now at times embarrassing and was creating a problem for me to hide those unexpected erections which most men have from time to time and always seemed to happen in awkward circumstances and without warning. I also seemed to have developed an increased level of stamina, which was something I did appreciate very much, and which with Jammarree I needed and very much enjoyed.

I knew what I was talking about, because originally I had qualified in medicine just before my parents had died. I had practiced as general Practitioner in the UK for a few years, but following the reading of my parents will and having inherited a small fortune. I decided to take up flying as a career, and founded my own flying school and plane hire facility here in Africa. I had a good team of managers and it largely ran itself.

My wife Lydia and I had for the past few weeks been sleeping in different rooms, a good distance apart from one another in our large home. Our marriage once very happy, had suddenly deteriorated so rapidly that I could not put a finger on what, and when the deterioration had started. Suddenly, it was as though we hated the sight of each other, and could not stand to be in the other persons company.

Every night now after the house had settled down I would find the beautiful Jammarree slipping into bed with me; sex with her had taken me to new heights of ecstasy, and each night she always seemed to produce something new in her sexual repertoire. This morning just before she left me to get breakfast she had informed me that she was having my child. This was quite a shock, but as I had no children from my marriage with Lydia, and it seemed fairly clear to me at this stage, that our marriage was doomed to failure I was not particularly upset.

The final breakdown had occurred shortly before Jammarree had appeared. Lydia had increasingly been spending more and more time away from me, and like today she would take a plane from my hire fleet, and fly herself down to Mombassa and stay with one or other of our many European friends.

That day at breakfast we barely spoke, she had driven away to the airport for her jaunt to Mombassa without any goodbyes. I followed shortly afterwards, just in time to see her plane take-off. I checked that her flight plan had been lodged, and I took off in my own Cessna to Nairobi and another day's work.

It was that mid morning when I got a call from Tina a friend of ours asking when I was going to call in and see her. She told me that Roger had gone to Mombassa on business for a few days. Tina and Roger her husband had been a close friend of ours for some time and he was a very successful business man, and a good pilot in his own right. I finished work at lunch time, and dropped by late that afternoon on my way from the airport to check to see how she was doing ... She was as usual looking lovely as she greeted me, kissing me on the cheek but I thought she looked a little tense. Casually she asked after Lydia and I gave a perfunctory answer.

"I came over to see if you were alright, you seemed a little distressed when we spoke earlier. Lydia is away and I could do with some female company. How are you anyway" I asked?

"Fat, tired and sore, but other than that I'm okay."

"You're about ready to have the baby aren't you?"

"Yep, next month, and if he don't come out then, I am going to have a fit."

"How do you know it's going to be a he?"

"Oh I don't know."

"Maybe it'll be a she and she'll be as beautiful as her mother." I murmured

She blushed coyly, and took a playful swipe at me. She took my hand and led me into the lounge where she had some cold drinks waiting for us.

"Well right now I don't feel so pretty. I feel fat and my sides hurt. It hurts when I sit, or lay down and it definitely hurts for me to walk."

I decided that perhaps I could help a little and went and stood behind her.

"Here this will help."

"What are you doing?"

"I'm going to massage your sides. They hurt because you aren't quite used to carrying all that weight around and it makes your muscles sore and this will make them feel a little better."

"Oh God! Tony that does feels good. Where did you learn that?"

"Oh its was all part of my medical training long long ago?." I said with a laugh

"Yes and you are a good doctor I cannot understand why you packed it in."

"Oh I got bored, and when I got left all that money by my parents I took on flying as a living, but I still keep up to date with medicine, you never know I may want to go back to it. someday"

"Is their any hope for you and Lydia" She asked.

"No, I think not - we have grown apart too much, I think we are finished." I said massaging her sides.

She fell silent to enjoy the massage, I stood behind her with my hands rubbing her sides.

"Why did you never come on to me? I was crazy about you - still am come to that." She said shyly.

"I was married, remember."

"Didn't you fool around, I thought all men fooled around on their wives."

"I didn't until recently, but now I think my marriage is finished I am not quite so fussy?"

"She showed me an envelope. Your Lydia has fucked off with my Roger. They are flying home to England today, but Roger has said he will support me and the baby. But now she has gone I would like to think that your place will be here with me."

"Why did you not tell me before?"

"I thought you knew and were just saying nothing."

"No this is the first I have heard about it. I said as I tried to fathom out the consequences.

Just then my mobile rang. It was Jammarree."

"What time are you coming home tonight Tony? "She asked. And without pausing she added

"Mistress has gone; she has taken most of her clothes with her."

"I will be with you soon" I told her.

I turned to Tina "Look honey it's too soon to do anything, until we get more facts. I will keep in touch and see you are OK."

When I arrived home Jammarree greeted me at the door with a big smile.

"Missus left you a note and the airport just rang you."

She handed me an envelope and it was Lydia telling me that she and Roger were returning to England, and she wanted a divorce as soon as possible. For the first time ever, Jammarree was waiting with a whisky for me.

"I have moved my clothes into our bedroom Tony "she said.

I looked at her in amazement "You are my man now and tomorrow we get a new housemaid."

She walked to the kitchen before I could comment, and then I thought to myself well why not?

Just then the telephone call to the airport left me in a further state of shock. Air traffic control had reported that my wife's plane had blown up in mid-air as they were crossing the coast, and that there were no survivors. They were very sympathetic, but at first I felt a sense of relief and then I felt a pang of remorse. This had been the woman I had once loved, and there were some good memories that I could not, or would not ever forget.

I then had to ring Tina; her reaction surprised me a little.

"Well perhaps it is all for the good now darling we have no messy divorce, and you can move in here anytime you want."

.I was a bit taken aback. "No Tina - we have to let a little time pass at least. I loved Lydia once, and that I can not forget the good times we shared."

Three Days later

I had been swamped by messages of condolence from what seemed to be half the population - not only friends but business acquaintances as well, and it had been very hard for me to concentrate on work of any sort. My personal assistant was a young African business graduate called Angie. She had had been a tower of strength and had managed to intercept a lot of the calls and messages.

There was no body to have a funeral over which left me with a strange empty feeling, Observers reported that the plane had just exploded in mid air, and there were very few recognizable pieces that could be salvaged.

I looked out of the office window my mind in a whirl as for the twentieth time I went through the impending changes in my life. Jammarree had also been very supportive, but I knew that she had never liked my wife; she had done her best to help me forget. But even she had disappeared suddenly yesterday leaving me a brief note.