The man was around forty years old,dark,medium height and slightly overweight,but sufficiently muscular so that he didn't appear fat. He held a small duffle bag in one hand,and held his other up,blocking the sun from his eyes while he stood in front of Lisa,looking down at her as she filled the pickup truck with fuel. My view was from across the parking lot,but I could see that his expression was mixed between a smile and confusion.
She wore denim short shorts with a white,semi-sheer tank top covered by a sleeveless chambray shirt that she had left unbuttoned. I knew he could see that she was bra-less,and I was trying to remember if she was wearing the spades necklace,earrings,or both.
Their conversation continued after Lisa placed the pump nozzle back into the holder. I saw nods of agreement between them as they made gestures in the direction of the building. He waited for Lisa to get into the driver's seat,and leaned close to the open window for a moment before turning toward the building and walking inside.
Lisa parked the pickup near where I was parked,then came to tell me that she was going to the trucker's showers with her new friend. She wanted me to wait for a while before going into the restaurant,then to get a table for four,because he was expecting a friend,another trucker to join us. I watched her as she walked toward the building. She turned once to confirm that she knew I was watching,then continued to walk,putting what she calls "a little extra" into her hip movements.
I hadn't been able to get a table,so I had settled for a booth in the back corner of the restaurant. I could see the door,and I spotted Lisa and the trucker when they came in,more than an hour after she had left me in the parking lot. She had her small hand bag with her,and I could see that she had taken time to freshen her make-up. She didn't have her own soap,so she had the smell of men's soap on her. She had tied her hair back before coming out of the shower,and she was indeed wearing spades earrings,but no necklace. She introduced her new friend before sliding into the booth beside me. His name was the same as one of Lisa's favorites at Curt's,a name that isn't common,and when you hear it,you assume it belongs to a black man.
We were getting ready to order when his friend showed up. He was around thirty,tall,and slim,but muscular,not skinny. His sense of humor was over the top,non-stop. Almost everything was a reason for him to laugh,and I could tell that Lisa really liked him. As we talked,it came out that Lisa had gone into the shower with his friend,her first time ever in the trucker's showers. He pretended to be bummed out,saying that some guys have all the luck,and that he just couldn't get a break. I knew that Lisa's heeled sandals were on the floor and that her feet weren't. I figured correctly that her feet and legs were busy under the table as we were talking. When we finished our meal and settled up with the waitress,Lisa announced that she had gotten sweaty from all the hot talk that had gone on,and she needed another shower before continuing our trip.
I waited for almost another for Lisa to come out. Her expression as she approached me told me that the second guy had really made an impression on her. I'd been sitting in the parking lot with the ac on,and Lisa got in with me. The first thing she said was WOW. She said that those showers were very small and not designed for two people,let alone to have sex in,but that it was well worthwhile and that she'll probably do it again.
She discreetly slipped her shorts and panties off,then turned to face me,one leg in the floor and the other on my lap. Her pussy was still gaped and slippery with lube. Lisa carries condoms,black condoms and lube now. She said that both of those guys would've flooded her pussy with their cum,because the condoms were full. She said she'd been tempted to tell both of them that they could take them off if they wanted to,especially the last one. She still takes it bareback at home,but she's used condoms every time on the road so far.
She wore denim short shorts with a white,semi-sheer tank top covered by a sleeveless chambray shirt that she had left unbuttoned. I knew he could see that she was bra-less,and I was trying to remember if she was wearing the spades necklace,earrings,or both.
Their conversation continued after Lisa placed the pump nozzle back into the holder. I saw nods of agreement between them as they made gestures in the direction of the building. He waited for Lisa to get into the driver's seat,and leaned close to the open window for a moment before turning toward the building and walking inside.
Lisa parked the pickup near where I was parked,then came to tell me that she was going to the trucker's showers with her new friend. She wanted me to wait for a while before going into the restaurant,then to get a table for four,because he was expecting a friend,another trucker to join us. I watched her as she walked toward the building. She turned once to confirm that she knew I was watching,then continued to walk,putting what she calls "a little extra" into her hip movements.
I hadn't been able to get a table,so I had settled for a booth in the back corner of the restaurant. I could see the door,and I spotted Lisa and the trucker when they came in,more than an hour after she had left me in the parking lot. She had her small hand bag with her,and I could see that she had taken time to freshen her make-up. She didn't have her own soap,so she had the smell of men's soap on her. She had tied her hair back before coming out of the shower,and she was indeed wearing spades earrings,but no necklace. She introduced her new friend before sliding into the booth beside me. His name was the same as one of Lisa's favorites at Curt's,a name that isn't common,and when you hear it,you assume it belongs to a black man.
We were getting ready to order when his friend showed up. He was around thirty,tall,and slim,but muscular,not skinny. His sense of humor was over the top,non-stop. Almost everything was a reason for him to laugh,and I could tell that Lisa really liked him. As we talked,it came out that Lisa had gone into the shower with his friend,her first time ever in the trucker's showers. He pretended to be bummed out,saying that some guys have all the luck,and that he just couldn't get a break. I knew that Lisa's heeled sandals were on the floor and that her feet weren't. I figured correctly that her feet and legs were busy under the table as we were talking. When we finished our meal and settled up with the waitress,Lisa announced that she had gotten sweaty from all the hot talk that had gone on,and she needed another shower before continuing our trip.
I waited for almost another for Lisa to come out. Her expression as she approached me told me that the second guy had really made an impression on her. I'd been sitting in the parking lot with the ac on,and Lisa got in with me. The first thing she said was WOW. She said that those showers were very small and not designed for two people,let alone to have sex in,but that it was well worthwhile and that she'll probably do it again.
She discreetly slipped her shorts and panties off,then turned to face me,one leg in the floor and the other on my lap. Her pussy was still gaped and slippery with lube. Lisa carries condoms,black condoms and lube now. She said that both of those guys would've flooded her pussy with their cum,because the condoms were full. She said she'd been tempted to tell both of them that they could take them off if they wanted to,especially the last one. She still takes it bareback at home,but she's used condoms every time on the road so far.