At 45 years old, I had been a coast to coast mover/trucker for half my life. After I moved my new Girlfriend, Charlene and her three daughters half way across the country to Springfield, Missouri, I had taken her middle daughter Linda’s best friend, Regina on the truck with me when I left home. We emptied out in Florida and had a few days to play in the Keys. She was petite, beautiful, and incredible in bed. I had fucked the middle and youngest daughters too,. I craved the oldest daughter, Tammy, but Tammy hated me.
Now I was crossing the country with Tammy in the truck. Tammy did not want to go home but she would not give it up either. I still had a swollen member remembering the time she came walking out in her bra and panties. She claimed that it was an accident but my poor little male brain had the image of her panty clad pussy burned into my imagination forever.
My weather information had parts of interstate 70 in Nebraska and Colorado closed by heavy drifting snow. I-80 and I-90 were bitter cold with I-90 the coldest. So I-80 was my choice. I made it more than half way across Wyoming to the Little America truck-stop at Little America, Wyoming. The heater was not keeping the cab warm in the 20 below weather so Tammy asked if we could go somewhere warm. We checked into the motel there at Little America. I left the truck running so the fuel would not gel up and used my spare key to lock the truck.
Once in the room, Tammy headed for a hot shower. I jumped out of my clothes and stepped into the shower with her which caused a loud, “Bruce, what are you doing?”
“We can wash each other with hot water. It will warm us up and feel amazing.”
“I think you are just being a dirty old man.”
I stayed in the shower and we washed each other. The water was hot and it did not run out. I washed her neck and back. Then I washed her arms and legs. When I washed between her legs, she jumped and nearly slipped. She told me to leave her vagina alone, so I started washing her beautiful little 32-B tits.
Then she said, “You cannot keep your hands off things can you? Touch, touch, squeeze, squeeze, fondle, fondle. Don’t you have anything of your own to play with?”
I did not answer but kept washing her tits. After a long time I started washing her pussy again. She seemed to be enjoying it but would not touch my swollen manhood. The hot water felt amazing and we stayed in it for a long time. When I finally stepped out, I grabbed a towel and held her hand to step out. As I began drying her, I wanted this little 20 year old fantasy woman like no woman before.
There was a phone in the room available for credit card calling so I called home. Tina answered and said, “Good news Daddy, Mommy came by with some guy and loaded all her personal stuff in his van.”
Tammy was standing close enough to hear so I had to let Tina know. I said, “Tammy wants to say hi. Here she is.”
Tammy said, “What is going on there? And why is it good news?”
“All she does is yelling at you and Linda, and now she is cheating on Daddy.”
“Well, maybe Bruce cheated on her.”
“So what does that matter?”
“Tina, I know Linda and Regina are having sex with Bruce. Are you doing it too?”
“Look at the pot calling the kettle black. You are on the truck, fucking him every time the truck stops and probably making extra stops. I knew you wanted him as soon as you came out in your underwear that time and so did Mom. “
“That is not true. We have not had sex. I swear. But a better question, why is it good news if Mom left?”
