The building of their extension had been moving along nicely. There had been delays, a week when the old sewage pipe in the ground collapsed and needed replacing. Then the site foreman passed away and it was a further two weeks before the small work force returned with a new foreman. John and Paula Brown had moved into the property twelve years earlier with...
The Phone Call... The email from his wife, Sarah, was simply entitled "Tonight" and told John little more than that she'd booked a sitter and they would be going out to dinner. Intrigued by her impulsiveness (this was not a common trait,) John shot back an excited response and eagerly awaited a reply. Despite the heavy afternoon, which lay in store for him...
“John, you’re wrong; women are not more devious than men.” “It’s a proven fact, Baby. Remember, I’m not referring to you personally.” Lori tossed her head and tried not to show her amusement. This was a running argument between herself and John. Well, not an argument, they never argued—just a difference of opinion. After all, they’d only been living togeth...
"I knew it!" Amy was the first to break the silence. "I knew you had to be over a foot long. Of all the legends about guys with so-called foot long cocks I've never seen anybody nearly that big. But you're the real deal!" Amy gushed. Amy had remained cool this whole time, playing her signature character of the sultry, bombshell. Now, she couldn't contain...
John crawled from out of a well of darkness and back to consciousness. However, his returning senses soon had him craving for the welcoming blackness once again. First off was the sharp biting pain coming from the front of his skull were he had received his blow. Nagging sickness washed through him and for a second John thought he was about to wretch. It was...
This was a Santa story I wrote in 2016. It was actually reviewed on it on another site very well, I hope you enjoy. I will be posting the rest as soon as I can. _________________________________________________________________ Copyright© 2016 by Pars001 John Timberland stretched his six foot body out as he climbed out of his car. Rubbing his blue eyes he...
John watched his buddy Dan maneuver his way through the crowded living room and up towards his dream girl, Amy Mitchell. John was happy that Dan had finally worked up enough courage to at least talk to Amy, whom he had lusted over for nearly three years of high school. John glanced around at the crowd of teenagers attending Samantha Mathers' party and grin...
We had known each other for a few years, the nude beach, the swinger clubs, as well as a few parties. They knew we didn't really swap much or anything like that but we soon became fast friends. It was clear from the start John wanted Chrissy, my wife is perfect, blonde big tits, long legs, while his wife Diane was overweight and not very attractive. John was...
John was sitting in his office, half-heartedly working on his latest report. The office floor outside was decorated with festive love hearts and other decorations. Valentine's Day was never a big celebration for John, but he knew he'd have to make a whole evening for Clare. He had reserved a table at a nice restaurant and gotten a bouquet sent to her offic...
John wanted to celebrate his wife Ann's birthday a little different than they ever had. A month before her birthday, he starting making plans for her to have a birthday party that she'd never forget. He knew he wanted to have the party the weekend before her actual birthday, so he made several phone calls and made the arrangements. John knew his wife was ver...