Hank and Robby
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Hank was packed extra this trip. He was heading to Seattle then San Diego then Houston then back home here in Connecticut. Of all the people I knew who drove those big rigs, including women, he seemed to like driving the most. He drives a flat-bed and hauls specialized loads, not lumber or steel or normal loads. Very expensive older cars or large electronic equipment, special gear. All his loads come ready packed for protection. We're used to the separation. I have my interests and he has his, besides his truck is very well equipped. He can stream movies and tv shows and music and everything else you can do. It's air conditioned and it has a very good sleeping berth up in back.
My name is Alison. We have one son, Robby, he's 18 and is going to graduate this spring. Hank spends a lot of time with Robby, football and basketball, other sports. They watch races and know all about all the drivers. It's nice to watch them together they're so like best friends. Hank always packs early, except for his personal stuff. He's not leaving until the day after tomorrow.
While we were having coffee after lunch I said, "Hank, would you mind much if I got Robby to come over to our bedroom in the evenings, not all evenings, before we go to sleep? He seems a little lost when you're on the road and I thought it might be good for him. Since you're not leaving until day after tomorrow we have a couple of evenings he can come over while you're here so he'll know its ok. He's so busy maybe it'll give us a chance to talk more. He won't be here forever you know."
"Sure," he said. "You know, I had about the same suggestion a few months ago but didn't say anything. I thought it might be good for him so maybe it'll work out both ways."
"Why would it be good for him?" I said.
"Same old reason," he said.
We have a queen size bed but Hank has a few extra pounds from driving and eating. He wasn't fat or anything but a little rounder. Fortunately Robby has slim hips and a muscle toned body. He works out and is a quiet person and always seems to me to be lost out there somewhere. He's probably just heady. Hank taught him to drive one of those rigs with ease. He excels in almost everything.
A little later Robby caught up to me around the house and said, "Mom, did dad say anything about tonight? I'm not quite sure what he meant."
"Oh, It's my idea and he said it was fine with him," I said. "I thought you might like to come over now and then. Keep me company, particularly when Hank is gone. I don't see enough of you these days. If you're not busy come over until we go to sleep. I'll be in the middle. Just climb in my side. I'll have a pillow for you."
"Well, ok," he said.
Hank was certainly upbeat when we were talking about this so it seemed ok so far. Still, I wanted to get a personal inkling into the mix when we were in bed, as if all three of us being in the same bed wasn't personal enough. The inkling might give Hank some thoughts while he was driving and had a blank head. He's told me about blank head driving. It's like driving to and from work each day. You never remember driving the car or the landscape.
I started out with pjs on but switched back to my standard sleeveless gown and pants. I mostly didn't wear pants with Hank but thought I should with Robby. No bra. He's just going to have to get used to my tits being my tits. Hank noticed I had pants on and gave me a tickle but didn't say anything. On the one hand I hoped he didn't show me off to Robby like men do but on the other hand I hoped he did. I got in bed with my back to Hank so Robby had a nice view of the front of me. I was on my right side with my gown up around my waist so I had some stomach showing and a great view of my pants. I kept my legs down with my lower knee out a little so everything wasn't hidden down in.
We had the lights out with just the one on the headboard for reading on and it shown bright right down our bodies and right through my gown. Hank had on his briefs. He never wore a top to bed. He was sitting up cross-legged, reading. The bedroom door was about half open and Robby finally stuck his head in and took a look then he came in and climbed in bed, smiling. He got on his left side facing me. He was close enough we could easily kiss so I leaned over and kissed him right on the lips and started a conversation. We could all three talk like a bunch of hens and almost always did. While we were talking I got my toes with Robby's and twiddled now and then.
I reached in and rubbed a spot on my breast occasionally and the inside of my thigh too and ignored me doing it. I had to lift up my leg to rub the place on the inside of my thigh but it all appeared quite normal to Hank but probably not to Robby. My pants were tight enough for a small camel-toe for Robby. He had on full long pjs and a long sleeve button up pj top so I couldn't see much of his reaction, and Hank couldn't either. I turned over on my back a couple of times talking with Hank so my tits would bounce around. I lifted my left knee when I did, for Robby. I don't think Hank noticed much.
Eventually Robby said he was going to bed so I reached a hand over on his hip with my fingers over on his buns and gave him a goodnight peck on the lips and he went to bed.
"I think it went great," I said. "He seemed relaxed and animated. Talking was absolutely wonderful, just what I'd hoped. Do you think I should put more clothes on? He didn't seem to be shying away with just my gown and pants on. I could leave my pants off like with you but he'll be able to see right between my legs."
"You could leave your pants off and wear a longer gown," he said. "Then you could pull the gown up so it's just barely covering you. He'll like it, or stuff the gown down between your legs, he'll probably like that too."
"With just the gown on I think he might see my pubes shadow," I said. "It might be too much for him."
"He's growing up," he said. "He'll get used to pubes shadows. All us guys like that." Hank turned out the reading light and slid down on his pillow. He said, "Now, about those pants. I'm not sure I remember how to get those off." I helped him.
Neither Robby nor I mentioned being in bed and Hank didn't say anything. I thought this was all good. When night came and we were in bed again Robby came over, just like before, and climbed in. He was dressed the same and I was too. I leaned over and kissed him. I was making kissing coming and going a habit.
I said, "I don't normally wear pants to bed. I could put on a longer gown and take them off but I thought you might enjoy looking at my pants and bare skin more. Your dad takes them off later but don't remember me saying that." Robby smiled and giggled a little and said, 'ok'. He glanced at his dad too then smiled while looking at him. Hank may have winked or something. Our conversations got going talking about our next vacation. We usually went in October so it was cooler. We didn't drive but usually took a cruise.
I was a little animated like I was the night before rubbing here and there. I pulled my pants up on each side while we talking creating a nicer camel-toe and curled my head up to Hank so Robby could take a good look. Every now and then I would reach my lower hand out and hold his hand and slowly work it over to touch me somewhere. When I turned over on my back to talk to Hank I would lift our hands up above my elbow so everything was above board. I'm not sure Hank even took note.
Hank slid down on his pillow and said to Robby, "Don't leave yet. You'll like this. When you get uncomfortable that's when you might like to go to bed."
I turned over towards Hank and got my arms around his neck. He pulled my gown up around my neck and got both hands on my pants and started pushing then down. The headboard reading light was on. I could feel my pants sliding down my buns. I had my legs together but not tight so my pants wouldn't hang up in my crotch. He finally took my pants right off. Robby was still there. I could see Hank smile and look at him now and then. Hank got a hand around my leg just above my upper knee and pulled it over his hip. Robby couldn't see up under from where his head was but he jauntily said 'goodnight and I felt him get off the bed and leave the room. Hank turned off the headboard light. Robby got a look at the back of me completely nude from my neck to my toes. Robby and I saw Hank off the next morning then we started our normal day. Neither one of us mention last night.