"Not that I mind handsome men following me around...but when it's my boss - it makes me wonder..." 

My back was to him - leaned up against the driver's side of his rental car - as he approached. 

I had travelled to the most public place I could think of - Wal Mart. I lost him in Sporting Goods and slipped outside and waited. 

Why was Dino tailing me? Had I done something wrong? Was this an internal investigation? And the biggest question - was he really this bad at surveillance? Surely not. By my guess, he'd been here for at least 24 hours.

"You got me." He walked up to me and placed his hands on his hips - smiling. He was wearing blue jeans, a dark green polo shirt, and a Redbirds ball cap. I wanted to rip hat hat off and run my fingers through his thick red hair while he worked on me with that beautiful...

Whoooooa Nellie. What was this? Had I turned into a rut hound? If I had, was that a bad thing? Taking my chances, I replied... 

"Why don't we go back to my house and you can show me what it is that I've done to warrant your attention such as this." 

He must have had the same thoughts, because he didn't argue. Instead, he smiled lasciviously and replied, "Whatever the lady wants..." Oooo - that look made me want to eat him alive.

"Deeeeno.... Mmmmm. My my - you are a big boy, aren't you? Do you go around scaring the girls with that? Mmmm. Tell me - what do you do with something like that? Can you show me?"

"Oh yes, I'll give you the 1st Class tour, babe. Don't be afraid, it won't hurt you." 

Promise? I stroked his shaft, spilled out of his open fly. His belt and buckle were splayed and hanging down from his belt loops. He was holding the front of his shirt up with his left hand so he could look at me, kneeling before him. His right hand was guiding my head towards his weeping pole.

I gobbled him down hungrily. I was insatiable. I'm not sure what had come over me this evening, but what I was doing at that moment was scratching an insane itch. And it felt soooo good. Had I been canine, I would be bouncing my hind foot on the floor.

So there we were, in my car garage...like two teenagers who had learned a new trick. The more I sucked and licked him, the more vocal he became. He wanted me to stop before he exploded into my mouth, but I was having none of that...I knew what I wanted and I was gonna get it. I dug my fingernails into his ass and took him as deep as I could. I was rewarded handsomely.

We sat on the floor, resting ourselves against the side entrance door of my house. "So, Hando asked you to check on me. Why didn't you just send one of your operatives stationed in this area?"

"I have other business in this area that I needed to attend to personally." 

I wasn't buying it. Was he like some of the other brothers? Wondering what it was like to be with the girl that gave herself freely to the skinhead? I could tell he sensed a shift in my manner. He backtracked quickly to regain momentum.

"I really did need to check you out. I agreed to hire you on Terry's word, but I wanted to see what else you were capable of, should we need you for something other than your computer skills."

"Well? Did I pass? Am I acceptable?" 

"I'm not sure, yet." His visage turned serious. 

"Oh?" 

"Yeah - I need to check out a few other things." He stood and pulled me up to my feet. Pressing me in against the side of my car, already rejuvenated from my ministrations, he planted seductive kisses along my neck and cheek.

"How did you know I was watching you?" He whispered in my ear. 

"I don't know - I just felt it. Call it women's intuition." 

"So tell me - is this the way you greet and introduce yourself to people who are tailing you?" 

"Only the ones I work for." 

"And Hando? What does he say?" 

"Do you always talk this much? Can't you just resign yourself to the fact that you were in the right place at the right time to be the prey of someone who is desperate for a meaningless quick fuck?" I gave him a toothy grin and tilted my head to one side.

Redirection. Distancing. Gotta keep these guys outta my head... 

Dino walked me around to the hood of my car, gently pushing me down to a sitting position and proceeded to remove my shorts and panties. I reclined back to watch the show. His member was hard and throbbing. He tossed his shirt over his head after using it to wipe the sweat off his face. Lifting my thighs up to my stomach, he regarded the petals of my sex as if looking at a precious artifact.

I almost spouted off a smart-ass remark: "Are ya gonna look at it? Or fuck it? 

Instead, I decided to watch him run his large paw up and down the length of his own tool, as he licked his lips. 

"Touch it for me, honey. Spread it and let me see let me see how wet you are." 

I like a man who knows what he wants and how to ask for it. I could feel my moisture crawl down my sex as I displayed myself for him. He spanked my clit playfully with his cock and I mewed in approval.

"Oh, you are ready. Yes..." he trailed off, lost in his arousal. How I enjoy watching a man being taken over by his senses in such a fashion. 

He nudged himself along my folds, whetting his rod. I braced myself for his delicious assault. Dino positioned himself and descended into me. My walls clutched him enthusiastically and he mumbled nonsense words.

Instead of a "quick fuck", I was treated to a tour of Dino's arsenal. He would alter speed and angle, gauging the sort of pleasure he was inflicting - taking note - then moving on to another angle and degree of thrust. After I came the second time, he was just gearing up. He pulled out and urged me onto my stomach, pulling my right thigh up onto the hood, to give himself an angle for deeper entry. His palms were firmly gripping my hips as he repeatedly shoved himself into me, stopping occasionally to pull out and watch himself reenter.

I was babbling like an idiot by this time, vacillating between consciousness and madness. God, how I wished it were Hando instead of Dino. If he truly knew how much I needed him here with me - he would be here instead of...where he was... I can't blame Dino, though - if anything, I'm the one at fault here - using him for my own desires.

He came with a growl and a snarl, dumping his seed into my cavity - receiving as much satisfaction as he had given. 

"No." 

"Excuse me?" 

"The answer to your question - is this the way I greet people. I would say I'm sorry for being so forward, but I'm not. You managed to catch me at a lonely time."

"No harm done, honey. Takes two to tango, and I wasn't turning down the invite to dance, now was I?" 

"So, what are you gonna tell Hando?" 

He cleared his throat, blushing, "Well, I think I'll leave a few details out of my report, but I seriously think you need to begin answering your phone - he is very worried about you."

"I'll bet." 

"Huh?" 

"Nothing. Would you like something to eat? I could rustle up something if you have time." 

"Sure - for some reason, I am ravenous..." he winked.