M. On the way back I was driving fast to get home and next thing I knew a police cruiser was behind me with its lights and siren on. I was tired and j...st didn't feel like dealing with cops so I sped away. Needless to say my small truck was no match for the powerful police car. After a couple of miles I pulled over and stopped. Two huge Sheriffs deputies approached my truck with guns drawn. They were really angry and ordered me out of my truck.Next thing I knew I was slammed up against the side. It wasn't often that I craved the company of a man, was something about Terrence that made me hungry for his dick.Terrence was hired as a developer in my department and sat in the cubicle behind mine. It was his second week and I couldn’t stop thinking about him. I've been fantasizing about sucking his dick since the moment he stepped into the conference room for his interview. Terrence was black, about 6'4, very handsome, and in great shape. His hair was trimmed short and he wore a small ring. My grungy underwear likely qualified as hazardous waste. As I stripped, I checked out my reflection in the mirror over one of the restroom sinks. Crap! I looked like I’d fought a battle with a dirt monster and lost. My thinning hair was greasy and matted, my once white undershirt was a dingy shade of gray, and a week’s worth of stubble did nothing to improve my appearance. I removed my socks, dropped my trousers and slid out of my jockey shorts before I added my shirt and T-shirt to the pile of. Her smile slowly disappeared, tobe replaced by what looked like lust. She slowly lickedher lips, and I began to jack off faster.And then she turned and walked out of sight. Shit, I thought. I was upset that we werent going tocontinue our little voyeuristic interlude to itsclimax. Then it occurred to me that she could verywell be on the phone to the hotel management, reportingthe pervert in the room across the way. What I had readas horniness on her part might instead have been shock.I started.