Tit Teasing Truckers and Others. #15
I was a trucker but drove only from plant to plant for a large Company. The advantage was that on a regular route I got to know many truckers and local towns people. At this time there were many small factories in cities I traveled between that employed women. A famous sweeper company, a company that made oven proof dishware, etc. (all now inferior crap made in China )
I ran different routes and different shifts over a period of many years. Both I-80 and I-55 in Illinois were two main roads I traveled. It is said these are the crossroads of America. And it seems as though I met every trucker in the USA, who traveled all States, at least a time or two.
Once on a route, it didn't take long to meet C B friends and coffee stop friends. It also wasn't difficult to get the women to show skin if polite yet persistent. A small scale version of today's internet. For years, I would get to see Judy's legs up to her crotch, Suzie's boobs, etc. Often these were carpools with vehicles full of ornery women.
We even had a few annual picnics in some local parks for many C B friends and other truckers. Even though I had coffee and sometimes fondled a few gals, I always took Dollie with me to the picnics. She was always anxious to meet the new gals who teased me or met in rest areas or truck stops. Even back then, I bragged about MsDollie's titties.
Everyone looked forward to seeing her again in one of her very low tops. Most of us had nothing too bad to hide. For the most part, the majority were just C B friends who shared a few minutes as us drivers passed though town. And being allowed only 15 minutes break, nothing serious ever happened. At least that's how I remember it.
There were hundreds----There was Ramrod, the tanker driver, his wife Lady Windsong, Paper lady who was out early every morning delivering newspapers. Mailman, using a pick-up to transport mail between small town Post offices, and a guy everyone loved, blind and handicapped, always there in foul weather to help us thru, good ole Foxfire.
Remember the song about Teddybear? You wouldn't believe the funeral they had when Foxfire passed away. I could have gotten fired, but I went off route and followed a convoy of drivers to the edge of the tiny cemetery where we parked along the shoulder, protected by local Police.
But, it wasn't just my C B friends who made my truckin job exciting. It was those random flashers and exhibitionists pulling up next to my truck and showing off. Every type of sex act and position to display male and female body parts was normal... Winter and Summer. Those long cold Illinois Winters made for rare views. But this just made those times when it did happen more exciting.
Many passing four-wheelers and female truckers also traveled the highways regularly, putting on their shows for lucky truckers. It just was a stroke of luck to be in the right places at the right times.
But, that's where the old C B came in handy. Many got to know when I and other drivers were in the area and would give us a holler on the C B radio. "Breaker Model T this is Candy lips.. I'm coming up to milepost 121 and wearing my new miniskirt".