After Trisha and I parted work briefly became my sole focus in life, after several promotions I was now handling supply chain logistics for the local operation of a multi national company. My life outside of work consisted of going to the gym regularly and spending a bit of time with friends. For a few weeks I lived in a hostel, while I decided what to do next. Flatting was the next thing, found a flatmate 'position' close to work and moved in.
My work was largely office bound still at this time, but every second weekend I was now taking an owner driver's B-train to Gisborne. Go to Gizzy on the Saturday, return Sunday, loaded both ways. Having worked for Rex during my courier days, he was happy to have a guy he knew on his truck as well as having the weekend off. Anyway, this trip was a fairly relaxed one, no tight deadlines to meet.
So one Saturday afternoon I am sitting at my favourite afternoon break spot in the Waioeka gorge, just enjoying the sounds of the birds singing, water running over the rocks in the river below, when I hear a car spluttering in the distance. The sound gradually came closer; eventually stopping at what I guessed would be one or two corners up the road. Driver then tried starting car again but after a number of attempts gave up.
By the time I had finished my sandwiches a woman came walking up the road, happy to see someone. Her cell phone wasn't any good this far away from civilization, so I made a call on my Fleetlink for her, and stayed put until help arrived for her. She introduced herself as Susie, living in Gisborne but going to Auckland one week each month for work.
She would have been mid to late thirties, quite tall at around 5'10" and of a trim muscular build. Her black hair hung down onto her smallish breasts but the thing that I found interesting was the glint in her eyes, almost devilish, very confident and alluring.
During the almost hour long wait for the tow truck we talked about a whole lot of things, me getting the feeling she wasn't going to Auckland to look for work, but what it was exactly I didn't know at the time. Anyway, she'd seen my truck parked up in Gisborne on a regular basis so she knew when she saw the rig that she might be in luck.
The tow truck ended up taking her car back to Gisborne, and Suzie was at once distraught when the diagnosis was that her car wouldn't be mobile until Monday afternoon or Tuesday morning. She asked me if I minded giving her a ride to Auckland the next day. No problem by me, as long as you're ready and packed by 5am you've got a ride. She pulled a face at the early hour, but agreed. You can always climb into the sleeper in the truck if you want to sleep some more I commented. The gleam in her eye sent a twitch to my dick, already half hard from looking at her long legs and tight bum! I am sure she saw my dick salute her…
Next morning she came walking up to my truck as I was doing the daily walk around, kicking the tyres etc. As I helped her with her backpack, stowing it on the upper bunk and securing it, I was pleasantly surprised to see Suzie well and truly alert, the gleam in her eyes even more devilish than yesterday. Her snug fitting tracksuit did nothing to hide her shapely legs and butt, again my dick was trying to do my thinking for me, but I still had a full days work ahead of me and I did my best to focus on the job at hand.
Suzie settled into the passengers seat and we chatted away the first two hours. At the first tyre check, I walked around the truck in the usual manner; stopped to take a leak on the passengers side and when I tucked my dick back in I saw Suzie hanging out the window with a big grin on her face. She said next time you take a leak can you stand closer so I can have a perve? Oh, and tell me in advance so I can go for a piss as well.
When I climbed back into the cab, I saw Suzie had taken off the tracksuit, now she's wearing a white polo shirt and a short black skirt. The way her nipples are showing thru her polo shirt it's obvious there's nothing under the polo. Mind on the job boy is what I am telling myself.
At the next tyre check Suzie was out of the cab quickly and as I came around the back of the truck she's already done with her leak, just standing there waiting for me to take out my dick to take a piss. I turned my back in mock shame, but she's around me in a flash and grabs hold of my cock midstream, it's an odd sensation this, a woman holding onto my dick while I am taking a piss. My cock takes about 2 seconds to get to full hardness and I am now pissing into the air.
Suzie is now standing behind me; one hand stroking my dick and the other has gone to cup my balls. Damn you've got big heavy balls Suzie growls into my ear, must have a big load in there huh? Her dick hand is pumping me furiously; the hand cupping my balls is gingerly squeezing and massaging my heavy nuts. Suzie is whispering into my ear that she wants my spunk in her mouth and on her tits, as her tongue dips into my ear I tell her she better get ready 'cause my load ain't far away. As she squats in front of me she takes my cock into her mouth, sucking it deep down her throat, her polo top is off, tucked into the back of her skirt.
As I look down at her hard nipples, big dark suck patches with a cherry on the top, I just see Suzie smiling her devilish smile at me…in a few big deep sucks she's got me blowing my spunk into her throat. She tried to swallow as I was cumming but it was one of the bigger loads I've ever dumped, she ended up with two spurts of spunk hitting her neck and onto her tits. The smile on her face changed to one of contentment….and before long we were on our way again.
At the fuel stop at the Mount we also had a bite to eat, Suzie raised a few eyebrows as it became obvious that not only was she minus bra, her skirt spent so much time hiked up it became plain to see she didn't have her knickers on either…. Don't you love it when guys ogle me, then stare enviously at you, asked Suzie. I must admit that is a pleasant sensation, I allowed myself.
Back in Auckland I dropped Suzie at her hotel. Can I give you a call later on, she asked. Sure, I said, thinking to myself that I would never hear from her again. She did ring me however, not even an hour later, asking; are you free for dinner tomorrow, Monday? Sure thing I said. How wrong was I to judge??