Trucker Chapter 4: A Clear October Morning - Sex Stories

Trucker Chapter 4: A Clear October Morning

... the phone, but as tears spilled from her eyes, she did not understand. So what if he had to come back without a load? He knew about this. It was their day, their weekend. Jessie always tried to make their anniversary very special. She also knew that as an owner operator, that truck always had to make money for every mile it traveled, or you wouldn’t be in business very long. But still, this was their anniversary she thought. “I got these tickets Mark, they were very expensive, plus the tux I got you to wear, baby… that all costs too!” “Baby, I am sorry, but I am already headed to Nebraska, I don’t have a choice. Plus, if I did not get this load, Fred would be so pissed at me. I will make it up to you baby, I promise. I am so very sorry.” “Oh go ahead and break my heart… but don’t you dare piss off Fred or lose a little money!” “Jessie please, you know better than that!” “No, I don’t know Mark.” Jessie was starting to become furious realizing her husband had already made his decision even before calling her. “Call one of your friends, take them to the opera baby, and make a fun night of it.” “It was going to be fun, Mark. And romantic! And I wanted to go with you baby. I wanted to experience this with you. This was to be our weekend. You promised,” she sobbed her voice trailing off. “Jessie, if I could I would, please believe me. I have to go. I am coming to the weigh station. I love you very much.” “I love you too baby,” she whispered and clicked her phone off. Jessie ...

... emotions wandered between disappointment and anger. She stared out the window at the sun bathed morning. She would cancel her hair appointment, the restaurant reservations, take the tux back, but the tickets were a loss. ‘He probably would’ve hated the opera anyways,’ she sadly thought. “Hello beautiful!” a voice from behind her declared. In horror, Jessie jumped back behind the corner of the hallway. “Oh my God… Gina? What are…?” Stopping in mid-sentence, Jessie remembered that Gina was so drunk last night; she dared not to let her drive. With cum splattered across Gina’s blouse, Jessie was not sure if she should take her home. So, Jessie decided to bring Gina home with her. Jessie stammered, “Gina, I am so sorry, I forgot you were here! I am naked!” “It’s okay Jess, that doesn’t bother me, hell, you saw me give a black man a blow job last night!” Jessie ran back to her bedroom. Not taking the time to hunt for a bra or a pair of panties, she grabbed her night shirt and slipped it back on. Jessie buttoned only a couple of buttons in her hasty return to the living room. “How do you feel this morning?” asked Jessie still flushed red with embarrassment that her friend had seen her naked. Gina stretched and then rubbed her aching hung-over head. “I slept like a rock; do you have any aspirin Jess?” “I will get you some. Come to the table.” “Thanks for taking care of me Jess. You are a beautiful friend.” “I am sorry if my argument with my husband woke you,” Jessie smiled. “No dear it ...