"Dare she?"
Let's face it, train journeys aren't usually a lot of fun. Unless you're on the Orient Express, and John was definitely not on the Orient Express. It was long and drab, and he was on his own, so there wasn't much...
"A lot of water has gone under the bridge."
Three years later ...John was well within his rights to ask, as it goes in the song, "Well, how did I get here?" Here was, in this sense, handcuffed stark naked to a chair in their spare room whilst his gorgeous...
"As you like it? More as he liked it!"
"Who is coming to this party then, that I know I mean," asked Jayne as she fixed her makeup."The usual suspects. None of the ones you like and most of the ones you don't. Including your favourite of course," replied John...
"Not quite what John and Jayne had planned!"
"Yes, yes that's definitely it," whispered John to himself. He placed his binoculars carefully on the wooden ledge that ran under the wide window of his bird hide and moved silently to his tripod mounted camera that was next to...
"Is it just fantasy?"
John liked to wank. No, he really liked to wank. He wasn't so keen on wanking off, if you understand the distinction, because cumming left him feeling spent and deflated. He liked the journey far more than the arrival, so...
"It's a fantasy, for now."
One of the things John enjoyed most was when Jayne, his wife for twenty years, gently held his willy in her left hand and slowly stroked it's underside with her right. If she was topless and in stockings then even...