Jon

Jon.

My names Jonathan, Jon to everyone and I mean everyone, but that's a lie, there are one or two people who have to call me by my full name and of course there's my mother, I've always known when I've done something she's not happy with when she calls me Jonathan, the others I'll tell you about.

A little about myself, I'm forty two next birthday, I'm five feet six, on a good day when everything is going okay, slightly less when it's not, anyone looking at me sees an average guy, which I like to think I am, I don't do the gym thing, I am kept fit by working, I'm a chippy, woodworker if you want, hair that has a hint of grey in it, a lot of the time it's wood dust, that's what I tell my wife Sally, fifteen happy years, we say that and then say the other six were terrible, it's a in-house joke, we are as happy as anyone.

She's thirty six next year, she only went out with me as a dare and for some reason we clicked, nobody believes that she is my, yes my wife when they see her without me, she only ever gave me a reason to doubt what she was doing once, turned out she was planning a surprise party for me, we nearly fell out over that so now there are no surprises, we talk and tell everything to each other and laugh about it, good or bad. She has a body to die for, and I would for her, perky thirty eight inch bust, and my friend it's all in the cup, not in the width of her back like a lot of women, they are going to sag, we know it, we have put off having kids until now, concentrating on making the money to set ourselves up, hips that she makes move in such a seductive way when she teases men, me included. Her legs seem to go on forever and as she and I love her to wear short skirts, they look so inviting to climb, she's five nine, and in heels, she looks down on me to a lot of men's surprise, when we go out nobody notices me, apart from thinking what the heck am I, that short man doing holding her arm, is she just helping an old man to walk?

Anyway, we have just moved into what we are hoping is our forever home, five bedrooms, four with ensuite, so the fifth will be our office to start with, it big and paid for, now that we have settled in it's time to breed Sally, she's a dirty girl and she's made me practice for these last years, a lot, our sex life has hardly changed over the years, Sally has a look and several items of clothing that she uses to lure me to bed, or the sofa, chair, table or floor, to get me to "practice", she tells me I'm there so the breeding has started.

The house is on a close, twelve houses, in a semicircle, everyone has been nice to us as we moved in, the only odd ones are the couple next door, he's a tall six six guy, she's a bottle blonde over made up and my height, she's overpowering in her approach to me, it's as if she's trying to tempt me with her body all the time, I mean if I was single, younger and she was free, yeah, I'd take her out for a test ride a few times, but I don't think I'd ever see her as wife material, she's not my type.

Sally laughed when I told her about Winsom, oh, I did say they were ... I'm embarrassed, I don't know what I can and can't call them, is it black? Coloured, I don't want to upset anyone, things seem to change just as I've got my head around the issue. They come from family that came from abroad, they are great people, it's just how Winsom in particular acts around me, Jo, Jerome, he talks over me, in both senses, he's a foot taller than me, and he only sees Sally in our conversations it seems to me.

We had had a bit of a street party with everybody coming out and bringing food and drink, a friendly afternoon, Winsom was always close by me, Jo to Sally, I noticed these things, we mingled and had a good time, I got two inquiries about working, redoing a bookcase, how to alter the staircase, and Jo said that Winsom wanted me to go and look at the floor in their bedroom, works work, I only do free work for family, everybody else pays in some way, I barter, swap, I work for you you work for me, it's worked for me up to now.

I'll skip to where you want me to, I know.

Winsom had been touching me, from the time I went to look at the bedroom floor, she would hold my arm, brush her boob on me as she put a mug down by my side, I could see Jo smiling at her as she did it, he would and had been boasting about how well he looked after Winsom, he didn't actually say the words in the bedroom, but it was clear that's what he meant, big guy, big mouth and ego, water off a ducks back as far as I am concerned, I did the work for them, replaced the floorboards for new oak ones, if anyone asked me I'd have said it was silly, waste of money, but they were paying.

I'd kept Sally up to date with Winsom's antics, she laughed and told me that Jo had started to want to touch her as well now, it was clear that he wanted Sally, and I was wanted by Winsom, or was it she did as she was told, Jo was a strong willed big headed man, was I being used so he could get in Sally's nickers? We thought so.

When the work was completed Sally and I were invited to see the project completed, the room dressed as they say.

It looked alright, not to my taste, but ... alright.

They were proud of the result, Sally asked about the chair in the corner of the room, the bed was the main item, but this chair was unusual.

"Oh that's where the husbands of the women we bed and I breed have to be tied," Jo proudly said, he was looking down on me as he said it.

"You know you can have Winsome if you want, but I am going to bed Sally, show her what a real man can do for her, what do you say, shall I get Winsome to strip off for you, she tells me you can't stop touching her, how about she show you she can get all of you in her mouth and still breath, not like me," I smiled and looked at Sally, she smiled back at me and looked at Jo.

"I'll do you a deal Jo, if Winsome can take all of Jon and still breath you can have me after my baby is born, I'll have bigger tits and milk in them, but you will have to be sat in that chair as she tries to take Jon, you might want him to stop breaking your woman, ... so do you want to sit in the chair and be a good boy?" Sally said with a straight face and soft voice fluttering her eyes.

Jo laughed, he got up and sat in the chair, Sally told Winsome to make sure the belts were tight before stripping off, Sally went and stood by Jo's side, I saw her stroke the side of his neck, she was smiling.

"Okay Winsome, show Jon what you have been tempting him with, strip," Sally had taken control.

Winsom put a show on, she'd make a good stripper I thought, or maybe she was. Her body wasn't bad, nowhere as good as Sally's, but she had things in the right places, hard nipples, a shaved puss, and a tattoo by the side of her lips, there were two small red lines on her tummy, one where her panties would sit and one higher they were bright red, a quarter of an inch thick and eight inches apart, Sally and I looked at them slightly mystified.

"That's the length of my cock, it's so anyone can see how much she has to take from me, you be frightened now Sally, I bet you're going to think about that tonight and every night until just after the baby is born,"

Jo was all puffed out, what a big man he was he was thinking.

"Mmmm we'll see, Winsom, crawl over to Jon, stay on your knees," Sally told Winsom who did as asked. "Take your top off Jon," I did putting it on the stool. "Undo his belt slowly now, he's going to be here for a while, no rush," Sally was enjoying herself I could tell.

"Only take the trousers down, we don't want you to see everything at once do we, you want a surprise don't you Winsom," she did and I stepped out of them as Winsom's eyes blinked.

"Do you like what you can see Winsome?" Jo laughed, but not so confidently now, he could only see my backside from his seat.

"Slowly Winsome, pull Jon's shorts down, take a good look but no touching, soon, you'll have plenty of time to feel every inch, he can be so gentle and then again as hard as you can take it," I have to give Winsome her due, she hadn't said anything, I don't think she was capable, her eyes hadn't left the spot after my trousers had dropped, but she had been licking her lips a lot.

"I think you should turn so Jo can see what is making Winsome so quiet," I did a half turn so he could see me from the side, Winsom shuffled to stay in front of my cock.

"No hands Winsom, it's time to make him hard," Winsom licked her lips again as she looked Jo and Sally's way.

Jo looked bug eyed. "But ... but," was all he said.

My cock twitched, Winsome's attention was drawn back to it, she leaned in and licked it, it twitched, licked it again and again and looked into my eyes, for the first time she said something.

"You will be gentle with me, I've never seen one so big, I didn't think they came so big, ... please be gentle, don't hurt me,"

Let me explain, I have eight inches, soft, it's a pain to hide but I've worked out a way. Sally had been the second girl who could take it, full that is, she had no gag reflex, a new and unexpected bonus it turned out for both of us, we'd played this game before not quite so set up by the other party, but it was going the same way, Sally likes to watch me ruin a man's wife if he doesn't take no for an answer when he tries to pick her up, and I get to ... well I get a strange pussy, sometimes, if the man has been exceedingly annoying to Sally, I get to amuse myself for a month, with Sally watching, no going behind her back, it hasn't been unknown that she gets her pussy lapped as I feed my length into the other woman, a threesome.

Winsome took her time, I rose to the occasion to full length and hardness, Jo, he was talking rubbish, I'd kill her, don't do it, Winsom had believed him when he had told her he was as big as they got, on porn films it was all done with plastic and film tricks, she learned that evening that wasn't true, they did come in twelve inch lengths, she couldn't take two inches and Sally demonstrated how it was done, just to prove she could, Winsom could and did take me fully in her pussy, after my first load in her pussy Winsom asked if she could have a break, but asked if I would move the chair and lean it back so she could sit on Jo's face, it sounded fun to me and Sally, not so to Jo.

"You've made me suck you clean after you've been fucking some girl, now you get to clean me out and see how you like it," Winsom told Jo as she lowered her puss to his face, I had her again after he had cleaned her out, we changed to doggy where I finished, Jo had a second helping of cream pie, we went home, me to shower and show my love to Sally, with a promise to Winsom that I was only next door if she found the need, Jo was never the same around Sally and I after that, we didn't do anything more with them, not in the bedroom, we still went to social things where we were all together, but Jo didn't play the big man anymore.

Sally is pregnant, we couldn't be happier.