I had been sentenced to community service for a stupid bar fight I had allowed myself to get drug into. My options had been extremely limited: pick up trash from the side of the road or help with a community construction project. Despite a total lack of any skills that would be considered useful on a construction site, I had opted for that rather than litter clean up.
I showed up at the site and checked in with the foreman. Shaking his head at my total lack of helpful skills, he assigned me to errand running, basic heavy lifting and general area clean up. Despite my best efforts to avoid police call detail, I was stuck on it anyway.
So, there I was, hauling heavy sheets of drywall, covered in dirt and dust, when I first saw you. With your short, hot pink hair and eyebrow piercing, you were so different from the other conservative, up tight assholes in this community. And you were beautiful.
Your eyes caught mine as you turned. You gave me the once over, quickly sizing me up in a single glance. I guess you liked what you saw because you gave me a sultry smile and a wink. Then you turned and walked away. I shifted uncomfortably at the sudden tightness of my jeans and returned to work.
An hour later, I was lounging under an old tree, enjoying the meager shade it provided. I wiped a trickle of sweat from my face and looked up as a new shadow fell over me. Once again, our eyes met and you smiled. You tossed me a cold bottle of water as you sat beside me.
We didn't talk much. Actually, nothing at all was said. We sat there, in comfortable silence, for a while before you stood, placing your hand on my thigh as you did so. A gentle squeeze and then you were gone.
The day drew to a close and I saw you again, this time hugging and kissing a man. He must have been your husband by the rings on your hands. But as you hugged him, your eyes met mine again. Another smile and wink from you left me laughing to myself.
The next dat was much the same as the first, except that I arrived a couple hours late. The foreman threatened not to sign off on my sheet for the day which would have meant more time at the site. I offered, instead, to stay late to make up the time. He was not happy with this but agreed.
I went about my day, hoping to catch your eye again. But other than fleeting glimpses, I had no luck. The end of the day slowly arrived and I went to the foreman who was getting ready to leave. I was informed that someone else would keep an eye on me as he slammed his car door in my face.
Shrugging, I went to work. Hauling crap out to the dumpster, I was surprised to see you leaning against a wall and smiling that enigmatic smile of yours. Without saying a word, you helped me with my work. It wasn't long before the entire site was deserted, empty of everyone but you and me.
You smiled at me again and beckoned me to follow you. With another shrug as I brushed my long hair back out of my eyes, I followed. You led me well into the half completed building. Five minutes of wandering left us in a secluded spot well away from public view.
Looking around, I saw you had come prepared. A thick blanket had been laid out, covering the dirty floor. I looked over at you and you pulled me into your arms, kissing me deeply, your tongue dancing in my mouth. Your hands began to rip my ragged shirt off of my body. As my chest became exposed and my now useless shirt hit the ground, you lowered your head and bit my chest before taking a nipple into your mouth.
Then you dropped to your knees, making quick work of my belt buckle and button up fly. My stiff cock fell out and you were very pleased to see that I was going commando. You wasted no time taking me into your mouth, your tongue sliding down my length and your teeth softly grazing my sensitive skin.
