TAXIS, TRUCKERS, AND TRUCK STOPS
Dollie and I got dressed after we both climaxed several times. Gabby said he was enjoying watching the cum running from Dollie's pussy. He said he'd love to lick up the mess. We ignored him.
Next thing I remember we were back out on a fairly busy two lane highway.
Gabby said "I don't know about you two but it's my supper time." Must have been somewhere after 7PM or later.
Gabby pulled into a medium sized truck stop and parked right near the front of the building entrance. Not many cars there and we couldn't see how many trucks were out back. I told Gabby that Dollie can't go in there dressed like this. Dollie tugged on her top and pulled her tiny skirt down sort of hip hugger style.
She said "look it's at least 6" to 8" below my ass."
She had me tie knots in her narrow top straps to keep the blouse above her nipples. Actually she was covered fairly well. Gabby said he eats there often and the trucker's lounge has little cubbies where it's fairly private.
(Remember those old truck stops where each booth had a wall phone, phone books, and a wall filled with dispatcher numbers and loads to be hauled?)
That's where we sat and with Dollie against the wall it was fairly private. I slid in next to her and Gabby across from us. Dollie and Gabby had to use the restroom so they walked together. Dollie was back first.
I told her to sit across from me, hoping Gabby would sit next to her. I was thinking Dollie needed some more play time. In the few minutes we had alone, I told Dollie it was time to let one of those cab drivers do a little playing of his own. She grinned and agreed that Gabby had been fun.
Without me saying anything, Dollie unbuttoned the two lower of the three buttons on that wrap around skirt. The top one was all that held the waist band together. She also popped a few buttons on her low blouse. Being seated we felt safe that way.
Gabby saw Dollie sitting there, bare legs slightly spread, and boobs mostly out. No one had to tell him where to sit or what to do. But it wasn't as private as it first appeared.
A yellow taxi cab out front, two big titties hanging out, and several truckers coming in and out to eat, made things interesting. I found out they weren't truckers. They were some of those construction and road crew men who'd gotten a look into that passing taxi earlier.