Murder on the Mainline: another Mike Claymore Mystery Chapter 09 - Sex Stories

Murder on the Mainline: another Mike Claymore Mystery Chapter 09

... into the truck stop north of Keremeos. "Come on if you want a coffee or a pee." Trudy tumbles out his door behind him and half rides his shoulder to the ground. They laugh together as they go inside. They order two ciders and sip them at the counter. Before they leave they visit the can together, the other washroom is out of order. Seated on the johns in adjoining booths they chatter away and laugh at jokes written on the walls. Mike gets a cold jug of cider to take with them and they climb back up into the truck. He picks a gear and they are off. "So it’s always been a fantasy of yours to get laid in a big old truck, eh? "One with a sleeper on it." "Well, you've done that. What's next?" "To do it again and again and again with you." "Just three more times, eh?" She swats his shoulder and disappears. In a while she sneaks back out in a cowboy hat of his and that's all. She curls up on the console and says, "Wake me when it gets light enough to see me from outside." "Trudy! How am I ever going to concentrate on driving?" "Maybe you better stop." Mike just keeps on trucking. They go through Penticton and along the lakes toward Kelowna. In the predawn light he glances at her and realizes she's fast asleep. He lays a hand on her ass then pulls it back and shakes his head. He stretches and puts his mind on the road. Along a deserted strip by the lake he stops to have a piss. Trudy quietly follows him down and when he sees her, says. "I have to pee, too. Will you hold my hand so ...

... I don't fall over?" She squats by the riverbank and gets rid of some cider, while Mike holds her hand and pisses in the water. They scramble back up to the truck and her bare bottom precedes him inside. Soon they're rolling again and she marvels at the rose colored sunrise over the water. Ripples break perfect reflections when a fish jumps for a fly. Another CPX rig appears far down the highway coming their way around the lake and Mike watches to catch the number on the cab. Trudy sits up and waves at the other driver as they pass then giggles at Mike's look of horror and says, "I guess I better get dressed." They roll through Kelowna, out passed the airport and north towards Sicamous. Mike figures he'll make Golden by ten and Calgary by two, local time. If they have anything for Edmonton, he'll sleep there tonight. Otherwise he'll come back to Golden for the night. At Sicamous Husky Station and Truckstop he pulls in for breakfast. Traffic is picking up so he tries to rush Trudy along, but she's like a mule. She goes faster if you leave her alone. He should know this by now, he figures. When they're back on the highway, he finds himself wondering about Nina and what she's doing this morning. He wishes he could call home but he's still not sure about a bug on his phone. He thinks it highly unlikely, but all the same, not worth the chance. Trudy breaks into his thoughts with, "What you pondering on? They'll survive without you for a day or two." "Imp, your psychic, I swear you ...