Trucker Chapter 2: The Driver’s Wife - Sex Stories

Trucker Chapter 2: The Driver’s Wife

... there with intentions of having sex, but now afterwards, she basked in a warm afterglow. This was their second tryst in as many months and it was so much better that the first. Her inhibitions were relaxed this time. She had fantasized for quite some time about sex with a black man. Their reputations for being well endowed were true, or at least it was in Badger’s case. His girth and length was a least twice of her husband’s. She and Mark often shared fantasies with each other. Jessie recalled talking to Mark about this particular one. Now it was no longer just a fantasy but a wonderful reality. The downside was that Mark did not think she would ever go through with it and of all the people, with Badger. Badger was one of Mark’s closest friends and mentor. She felt a pangs of guilt as those thoughts crossed her mind. Her husband had always scowled at the thought of ever sharing her, even in a fantasy. Jessie made the last turn onto the country road heading toward her house. It was dark. No street lights illuminated the narrow single lane road. To make matters worse, it was riddled with pot holes and patches of crumbling pavement. Jessie felt that familiar hot moist feeling between her legs. Probably caused by her recount of this evening or the fact that some of Badger was leaking from her. The rough road actually was kind of stimulating. Clouds hid the moonlight and the drive was darker than usual. Jessie was glad to see the white fence rails that bordered her and Mark’s ...

... property. Her tired body needed to be home and in bed. Badger had exhausted her. Turning into the driveway, Jessie’s heart froze and the pit of her stomach churned. Her car’s headlights reflected off of the front chrome bumper of Mark’s semi truck. He was home! For what seemed like an eternity, Jessie just sat there in the car staring at the truck parked in the driveway. Thoughts widely shot in and out of her head. What was she going to do? Jessie quickly grabbed her cell phone and with trembling hands looked for missed calls or text messages all the while mumbling how stupid she was! How would she explain herself? There was nothing from Mark. With a knotted throat, Jessie slowly pulled down the driveway. Once parked, she got out and gingerly shut the car door. She looked all around. Everything was quiet. There was no light inside the house. Jessie stepped lightly as she entered the front door. “Mark? Baby?” she called. “Yes.” she heard him respond from the bedroom. Jessie walked to the bedroom door. “Honey, are you okay?” she lightly voiced with genuine concern. “Why wouldn’t I be?” Recognizing a hint of sarcasm in his tone, she stammered a reply. “I… I… um… just thought… I mean something was wrong because you are home.” Jessie’s nerves were on edge and now. Mark’s attitude was making her worry that he suspected or knew what she was trying to hide. “There was a change of plans and… well… I thought I would surprise you. Apparently I did. But I guess it wasn’t a good idea after ...