Waves of heat rippled on the road ahead. Nothing but miles and miles of flat land before me, I knew it would be dull out here in the plains, but this was beyond the pale. And me trying to get across the country in a week. Well at least The Rockies were behind me now.
All the crap in the trailer and in back of the pickup made for careful driving. 65 was it, after that thing wobbled a bit.
Up ahead, I could see a lone figure walking down the road, the universal symbol asking for a ride, extended.
I slowed down to see what sort of person.
"Omaha?" she asked after I stopped on the shoulder.
"I pass near there, get in if you want."
"Thanx!"
She sat down in the passenger seat, and looked for a place for her bag. She was in her early twenties, thin but not starving. Her clothes were well worn, but not ragged.
We chatted for a while. I explained that I was driving to Iowa to drop off some things for my step daughter at Iowa State. She was headed to Omaha to find a job and to be with friends. Life in rural America did not suit her.
After a few silences in the conversation, I put on some music and she leaned back on the seat to nap. Being a male I stole a few glances at her sleeping body. It was hard to tell given the clothing she worn, what was beneath, but from what I could see, she could be a looker.
Ah you dirty old man, I thought to myself. It's on the way, she seems to be pleasant company. Relax and enjoy what comes of it.
She woke with a start when I pulled into the rest stop.
"Rest stop break, need to lose the Starbucks," I commented.
"Oh good I can get changed into something else" she replied.
She grabbed her bag and made her way over to the ladies restroom.
I got out and headed to the gent's for a good long pee. Sometimes a good long pee is almost as good as sex. Almost.
When I got back, she was nowhere to be found, I waited a few minutes and then got back into the truck. after about 10 more minutes I decided that she had switched rides or bailed out on me. Either way I was not going to worry too much. I started the truck and began to pull out when I saw her dash across the lawn from the ladies room.
"You weren't going to leave, were you?" she asked, getting back in.
"It had been a while..."
"Worth the wait maybe?" "Well now I see you decided to get comfortable."
She smiled back at me.
She had changed out of the shapeless sweat pants she was wearing into some shorts, and I do mean short shorts. This displayed a pair of very long smooth tanned legs. The baggy sweatshirt she was wearing had been replaced by a short crop top and beneath lurked a sports bra. A flat bejeweled tummy was revealed to the warm morning sun.
In the few moments it took to get up to freeway speed, she managed to situate herself in such a way a s to take full advantage of the morning sun. She had leaned the seat back and had placed her feet on the dashboard, opening her legs to the warmth of the sun. A bottle of lotion had appeared in her hands and she began to apply it to her legs. I had to take this all in as I was driving down the interstate at 65 miles an hour, in quick glances. But it looked good from where I was sitting. She sure could work it. From her inner thighs, up near the crotch of her shorts, down the smooth surface to her knees, across her calves and then to her ankles and feet - then back again. Almost wanted to pull over and watch uninterrupted this display.
"You know that's kind of a distraction."
"Is it now, you should be watching the road."
"As well I should but you're making it very hard to do that."
"Is that all I'm making hard?"
She seemed rather forward.
"If other things are getting hard, is there something your going to do about it?"
At this point she unbuttoned her shorts and slowly began to slide them down her thighs. Beneath her shorts she revealed nothing but what nature gave her. Shaved smooth and close. She then removed her crop top and slid out of her bra. Revealing a small, but very well proportioned set of tanned breasts with rather long, by my experience, nipples. What had entered my pickup an hour ago had performed a rather extreme transformation. The lotion continued to be applied to the rest of her body, with a knowing touch, gentle caress and a certain wickedness. Needless to say I was rather distracted.
BLLLLAAAATTT!
"Shit!"
A long haul trucker was behind me and to my right. And I was drifting into his lane. Remember dear reader I'm still driving here. Being of a wicked mind I slowed slightly to allow the truck to pull to the right side of my pickup.
She went on with her lotion application. It's amazing, some people seems to believe that they are invisible once inside an automobile.
The air horns blasted the trucker's approval.
She laughed and looked at me, "You asshole! "
"Hey, you started it."
She rolled slightly to the right to give the driver a better view. I couldn't see him, nor did I really want to. But she could. for about 5 miles or so, we clogged up both lanes of the eastbound highway, while she played with herself to her satisfaction, and perhaps the truck drivers, but I'll never know that.
Her orgasm was a subtle affair, Some moaning and pressing her hips forward. No screaming or thrashing about. Once she was done, she moved back to face forward and closed her eyes, as if to rest. I sped up and left the trucker behind me.
After a while I got used to this naked body napping beside me. I almost forgot to tell her that I was going to stop for gas.
"Hey, sleeping beauty"
"What," she mumbled.
"You might want to put something on or cover yourself, I'm stopping for gas."
"Uh, ok."
She turned around to reach into her bag for something and that gave me the first look and her bum. Looked pretty damned good to me, very touchable and maybe even worth a caress or two.
