I set out, heading for US 45 north, to head back in the general direction back home. A little under 3 hours later, I was passing through Jackson, Tennessee on I-40. The day was heating up fast, as I continued on towards Nashville. A few miles outside of Nashville, I noticed the A/C was not pumping out any more than a weak stream of tepid air, and it quickly got hot and sweaty, becoming stiflingly oppressive, and I was sweating it out.
Up ahead I could see a large T/A truck stop sign, man, that was great placement. I could get my van serviced, I hoped it wasn't a fried A/C, that would be expensive. Now I could get it checked out, I was hoping it just needed more coolant. Taking the exit, I steered onto the access road and parked. The mechanic checked it out and confirmed the good news, all it needed was more coolant, and it did not take long to get the coolant topped up. The large sign out front advertised large, clean, roomy showers, free of charge for customers who bought a tankful of gas or had repairs done. I grabbed my backpack, put in my toiletry kit, a fresh change of clothes, and two big towels, and went in. At the front desk, a lady trucker just in front of me had registered for a shower, I added my name, and I turned, and saw her smile. She beckoned me over.
"Hello sugar, this is a busy day, usually this is a good place to get a shower immediately. I'm Jenni from Dallas, what's your name sugar, what brings y'all out this way?"
I noticed the distinct Texas twang to her voice, and I replied "Nice to meet you, Jenni, I'm Colin from Brooklyn, I'm doing a solo road trip to christen my fully restored 77 Boogie Van, my A/C was running low, and they topped it up, and after sweating in my van, I need a shower."
Jenni said, "It's nice to meet you, Colin. This has the best showers in all of Tennessee, clean, roomy, and lots of hot water."
I had been surreptitiously checking her out, she was nice. Shoulder length red hair and bright green eyes, full lips, a light spray of freckles across her face and upper chest, her T-shirt showed full, generous breasts.
Jenni said, "I'm making a run from Dallas to Knoxville, then another load from Knoxville to Pittsburgh, then from Pittsburgh clear across to Seattle. I'm hoping to get a load that will take me back to where I live, which is Dallas. How about if we go into the restaurant, and get a bite to eat? They'll call us when we are at the top of the list."
That sounded good, and she turned to lead the way, and I got a look at the rest. Oh yeah, nice hips, a curvy flare, and her ass cheeks were full, firm, and well rounded. The smooth curves, and the solid bodies, get me every time. We were seated, and over a plate of appetizers, we exchanged stories.
"I've been driving a big rig for the last 5 years, ever since I was 25. After I graduated from high school, I tried some college courses, but I dropped out after the first year, they were boring, and I was not learning anything. So, I worked here and there, then I decided I'd better get a real steady job, I love to drive, I got my commercial license on the first try, and since then, I've never looked back. I like the freedom of the open road, no boss looking over my shoulder, or trying to get me alone after hours and feel me up. Had a couple of those gigs, entry-level, the boss feels like he has a license to grope my tits and ass. I told them what pigs they were, and quit on the spot. It'll be nice to get back home, I sure miss my wife."
She looked up at my face, and said softly, "Hope I didn't shock you, about being in a same sex marriage."
I replied, "Hell no, I always say you should be allowed to marry whoever you want. I just attended a same sex wedding a couple of months ago. The brides were beautiful, they make a lovely couple."
She smiled, and continued, "I had a feeling that you might understand, being from the Northeast, especially New York, seem to be a lot more progressive than some of the other parts of this country. Yeah, where we live, we have to keep it a little bit quiet. Texas is filled with gun-crazy, red cracker conservatives. Gotta be careful as to who you tell personal things to. My wife Kat is telling me would move, Washington, Oregon, or California, and I think that's a very good idea. Driving a truck, I can basically move anywhere in the US. The Pacific Northwest perhaps, Seattle looks like a great place to live, been there on quite a few runs. Or the Bay area around San Francisco, maybe a nice little place on the coast of Oregon. Would you like to see a picture of my beautiful wife?"
She passed over a picture, oh wow, she sure knew how to pick a hot wife. Long blonde hair, a beaming smile, sapphire blue eyes, and that body, even fully dressed, damn, she looked like a real hot lady.
I said, "Wow Jenni, you sure know how to pick a beautiful wife, she's a knockout!"
I handed it back, and she said, "I was married to a guy, a regular marriage back when I was 20. He was a bum, and after 12 months, we got a divorce. I met Kat 4 years ago when she moved into the apartment next to mine. I noticed what a beautiful lady she was, and it made me tingle deep down inside. I shook it off, I hadn't gotten any action from my just departed husband for the last 9 months of our marriage. When I went to bed that first night after meeting Kat, my mind took over. I like to drape my hips over a pillow, and get my hand down there, and work on myself when I masturbate. As I got into the rhythm of my session, I imagined her right there, almost naked, wearing just a pajama top. She was sitting on the edge of the bed, whispering, 'Don't stop baby, keep going, I want to see you cum.' "
"I fell thrills of pleasure as I imagined the scene, Kat pulled the blanket down to just below my hips, my naked ass upthrust, and she began to rub my body, hands roaming over my naked back. I began squeezing myself harder, pressing into my hand with my pelvis, slowly rocking against my bed as the images of her caressing my nudity filled my mind. I started to make little noises of passion, as I imagined her pulling the blanket away fully, leaving my entire backside naked and exposed to her eyes."
"'Oh yeah baby, do it, ride your hand, make yourself cum baby.' ''
"My session was really getting me hot, as I rocked harder, imagining Kat's hands drifting down to my naked ass cheeks, stroking and caressing them. I imagined her hands as they cupped my cheeks, she started to press down on me, developing a rhythmic pressure of her own. As I rocked she applied pressure, making my thrusts even more delicious. I was letting out moans and growls of passion, as I felt the wave starting to gather speed. Then she reached over to my hips and began holding me off the mattress."
"'Slow down a little' " she begged. "'I want to enjoy this.' "
"Her imagined urging made me feel even more desperate as I lifted my hips up, I was now thrusting against nothing. It was a delicious and frustrating pleasure as I delayed my orgasm."
"Imagining her hands on both of my hips Kat suddenly straddled me, placing one knee on each side of my legs, and as she did she gently lowered herself until her pelvis pressed against me. I could clearly imagine the feel of the outline of her vulva against my naked cheeks, the heat of her sex pressed against my naked flesh, hot and moist. She stripped off her pajama top, tossed it away, I then imagined the feel of her naked body lowering down, how her naked breasts felt, her stiff hard nipples digging into my back, as her nude body pressed tightly against my back. I was grunting and moaning, masturbating furiously, ready to explode. I imagined her grasping my hips tightly, molding her body against mine, then using her whole body to rub against me. That did it, and I exploded in orgasm, my body shaking and shuddering, crying out my passion into the pillow. It was the most powerful climax that I had ever experienced as I imagined Kat's nude body pressed against me a dozen times, imitating the undulations that I had been making as I tried to meet her thrusts with the arching of my back. Suddenly I imagined the moans, her body shaking and writhing against me, letting out soft cries of pleasure, a gush of her hot juices flowing out over my ass, running down the crease of my cheeks as she exploded in climax, squeezing the entire length of her body against mine."
She looked up, her face was flushed, she smiled and said, "Whew, that really got me going. I had discovered my bi-sexual side, and I decided to see what I could get going with Kat beyond a fantasy. As it turned out, she was just as hot for me as I was for her. Let me tell you about our first time together. It was a Thursday, early afternoon, we got daring, no one was around, so we stripped down to just our panties, and went swimming in our apartment pool. It felt so daring, so naughty to be almost naked, our panties clung to us as we climbed out of the pool. The pool water had made our panties transparent, I could clearly see her pubic region and her ass cheeks. I realized that my panties were just as transparent, and I felt a thrill of lust run over me as I saw Kat eagerly checking me out. After laying out in the sun, and some sexually charged suggestions, we were in her bedroom. We were both on our knees, facing each other. Kat's breasts took my breath away, full, succulent mounds tipped with cherry red nipples, stiff and hard, pointing right at me."
"'Now, let's have some special girl on girl time,' Kat cooed. 'I want you Jenni, and I am sure you feel the same way. Do you feel that way?' "