The Good Dogging Guide

by Heidi Flow

  “I’ll say it again then, I wish you were at home with me.”

  “You should get some sleep.”

  “Are you trying to chase me off the phone?”

  “No, of course not.”

  “You’ve not got another woman there with you have you?”

  “No,” I quickly replied as I began to wonder if she really did think that.

  “I’m only teasing.”

  “I know. Have you got another woman there with you?” I teased back.

  “Would you like it if I had?”

  “I’m not answering that question. It’s a trap.”

  “Come on; play fair, you’ve got to answer the question. Yes or no, would you like me to play with another woman? Would it float your boat?”

  “Here’s a question for you first. You answer it honestly and then I’ll answer your question honestly. Would you like to play with another woman?”

  “If I’m answering honestly.”

  “It’s honesty that counts,” I insisted.

  “Then I’d say, maybe.”

  “That’s a yes then,” I said.

  “It’s a maybe.”

  “A maybe is as good as a yes in this instance,” I proclaimed.

  “Says you.”

  “I think you’ll find most people would view it the same way.”

  “Fair enough,” she agreed. “But you’ve not answered my question.”

  “Okay, I’ll answer it right now. The answer is the same one you gave, maybe.”

  “And if we’re playing by your rules that maybe means yes.”

  “If you like,” I said, not wishing to commit any further.

  “Your rules state maybe as a yes, so a definite yes it is then.”

  “If you say so,” I said and laughed.

  “No, you say so. They’re your rules.”

  “Wait a second, there’s something happening outside.” I put my mobile phone down and concentrated on the monitor which showed a car pulling up outside, in front of a highly wooded area.

  “What’s going on?” My wife’s voice drifted up from the desk.

  “I’m just putting you on speaker phone,” I replied. “A car has just pulled up. It could be fly tippers. They’re one of the things I’ve got to keep an eye out for.”

  “How many of them are there? You’re not going to confront them are you?”

  “I can’t tell how many of them there are, they’ve not got out of the car. And no, I’m not going to confront them. I can take their registration plate from here. The cameras are on constant record so I’ll have all the evidence. All I’ll need to do is ring the police as soon as they start dumping stuff.”

  There was a momentary silence as I concentrated on watching the car.

  “What’s happening now?”

  “Still nothing,” I replied. “Wait a second, there’s another car pulling up.”

  “Perhaps you should ring the police now?”

  “What for? They haven’t done anything wrong.”

  “Yet.”

  “And until they do, my job is to watch and wait.”

  “What if they’re trying to break in?”

  “I doubt it. It looks like some kind of meet.”

  “It could be something to do with drugs.”

  “The first car is flashing its headlights. The second one is flashing its headlights back. Someone is getting out of the first car. It’s a couple, he’s about thirty, medium build, she’s a bit younger, mid-twenties. Now a man is getting out of the other car. He’s got a bald head, he’s overweight, about fifty.”

  “Is he alone?”

  “Yes. He’s approaching the couple now. She’s slipping off her summer dress. She’s completely naked.”

  “What?”

  “Don’t you get it? These aren’t criminals or fly tippers. It’s a dogging meet and it’s happening right now, live before my very eyes.”

  To be continued in Her First Time Dogging by Heidi Flow available now.