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This is fantasy.
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“OH MIKE!” I screamed as I watched the tip of his thick cock slide between my sopping wet pussy lips, my legs spread wide in the air.
I needed him to fuck me and now. But I knew I’d never enjoy my husband again. I barely did now. I thought of my husband. The last time I saw him we were having sex. His small penis inside me for less than 3 minutes before cumming. The entire afternoon we had fought. He didn’t want me to take this business trip. But I felt I had to since this entire plan was mine. Well mine and Mike’s.
**********
Let me start from the beginning
I’m Steph, my name is Stephanie, but I hate when others call me that I’m the boss and head dispatcher at 4EverOTR trucking company. I’m 25 and have been working here for 5 years. Mike is in his early 30s and a medically retired Airborne Ranger. He’s physically fit and absolutely handsome. Unlike myself. Mother of 2. Short and Chubby.
Our employee morale was getting bad in the last few years. I hired Mike around 18 months ago. He said our buggiest issue is dispatch doesn’t understand the industry and the job of trucking. He and I decided a plan up where dispatch would spend a week at least with a driver each year. I pushed it with upper management and the owners. They finally agreed.
My boss was riding with Steven, another OTR driver, and the same week I’m riding with Mike. We would be the guinea pigs for this new policy. Plus I can dispatch from the passenger seat when needed.
It has been a good week so far. Mike was such a gentlemen he would help me in and out of the truck. We ate dinner together each night. He always waited while I showered or used the restroom. Gave the stink eye to truck drivers that followed me around or tried to hit on me.
Wednesday we were at dinner. While we were waiting for dinner our spouses came up.
“How’s your wife?” I asked.
“Who knows. We don’t talk much anymore” he began. “At least while I’m on the road.”
“I’m sorry to hear that” I said
“It’s just the world a driver lives in. Shes been cheating for the last year or so” he said.
“What?” I said shocked.
“Yeah. My neighbor told me a young man lives there most of the week I’m out” he said.
“WOW!!” I said. “I am so sorry”
“It’s fine…. I could get it when I needed it, out here” he smiled. He was right too. Women flashed their tits at him almost daily as we drove. Including other female drivers. Even with me in the truck. I’ve seen more tits this week, than I’ve seen in the rest of my lifetime. He also got hit on every day at shippers and receivers, and even other drivers and truck stop employees. Its was ridiculous.
“Well.. there’s that..” I smiled back.
“I actually never have though” he shook his head.
Food was served
“Hows your hubby Stephanie?” He asked.
“Good I guess. He’s mad at me currently” I said. “Why do you always call me Stephanie? I don’t allow people to call me that usually”
“I like your name and I’m not a fan of nicknames usually” He asked “why is he mad?”
“He begged me not to go this week” I said. “He wasn’t comfortable with me being on the road a week”
“Why?” Mike asked.
“I have no idea… he almost seemed jealous..” i said. “But we had sex Sunday morning before I left,,to get him by until I’m back” I laughed.
“Oh nice!!” He said.
“Eh…” I winced and shrugged. “It turned out to be a quickie” I rolled my eyes
“Well… for him I’m sure it was nice” Mike said
“Anyway. How are the kids?” He continued.
I stared at him for a second. Then replied.
“Oh they’re good!”
“How old are they?!”
“6 and 4” I said.
“What? How old are you?” He said looking shocked.
“25” I replied.
“Oh… you had them early” I said.
“Yeah. Brad and I were high school sweethearts . Actually got married and I think I got pregnant the night of the ceremony” I laughed. “
“Oh wow!” He said.
“Yeah… never got to “sow my wild oats” I guess” I laughed.
“Well. He’s a lucky man” he said.
We ate and talked about the company and the job. He paid and we headed to the truck. Getting our stuff we went and each showered.
I stared in the mirror as the water got hot. Jesus I looked so bad. My body was pale and I was way overweight. I was 150 wheni got married, 180 when I got pregnant, and Now I was over 220
I left the room and Mike sat on a bench.
“Ready Stephanie? He asked
“Yep” we got to the truck. I made my bed and climbed in. He gave me the larger bottom bunk. And he slept in the top bunk.
He always undressed in the bed. Not sure how. There wasn’t much room.
Around 11p a storm hit. It was so loud and the truck began to rock in the high winds
“When the truck is a rockin, don’t come a knockin’” Mike said above me
“MIKE!” I giggled.
“Hahaha I’m kidding” he said.
Around 1am I heard him getting his jeans on above me. It was still pouring rain.
He climbed down out of the bunk.
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
“Oh damn. I’m sorry. I was hoping you were asleep” he said. “I have got to…. Pee….”
“It’s raining cats and dogs “ I laughed.
“I know. Sucks!” He said.
“Pee in your bottle. I know y’all have them. I’m shocked you haven’t made me use it this week!” I laughed.
“Uhm. No. Not with you in here. That’s not right, Stephanie ”.
“It’s ok Mike. I’m a big girl.. LITERALLY a big girl” I laid down. Looking at the top bunk. “Go ahead. We all pee!”
“Oh lord. You’re not big. You’re perfect!” He said as i heard him dig in a cabinet and pulled out a Gatorade bottle. He turned away slightly. The sound of his zipper seemed to resonate in the sleeper. I tilted my head. I had only seen one penis, My husband’s, I was honestly curious to see another in person.
I then saw it. Just a slight angle of it. But I saw enough. He was bigger when he wasn’t turned on than my husband was hard. The head was thick. It didn’t even come close to fitting the wide mouth of rhr Gatorade bottle. I think my husbands would fit inside it. I know I gasped loudly. But Mike didn’t flinch. As he filled the large bottle he moaned. For some reason it turned me on. I am not going to lie. He closed it. Put it in a bag and tied the bad off. He then tucked himself back in his pants and zipped up. I closed my eyes.
“I’m so sorry about that Stephanie” he said turning around. I didn’t speak.
“Oh you’re asleep. Well, goodnight beautiful” he said softly, he covered me up with the blanket at my feet, and climbed into the top bunk again.
I opened my eyes. Jesus, My husband barely told me goodnight
The next morning and day was uneventful.
Though I noticed him looking at me randomly as he drove. I was doing dispatch work on my phone and tablet. After about the 5th time of him watching me, without looking up, I said “keep your eyes on the road Mike”
“The view is better over there” he said as he looked forward. I looked over at him. But remained silent.
At dinner that night I asked to see a pic of his wife.
He showed me pics from his phone.
“Jesus. She’s hot!” I groaned. Seeing her. I didn’t stand a chance with this guy.
“She is., but she is too worried about her looks. When she’s not working out. She’s putting on makeup and buying more makeup and clothes”. He said.
“ shes just trying to look good for you Mike” I said.
“Or the neighbor” he laughed
I looked other at him. How could this dumbass woman cheat on this man. He’s so fucking sexy and damn he’s sweet too?!!?!
“Let’s see the lucky hubby” he said.
I showed him all my pics. All of them were either with me or me and the kids.
“He’s a lucky man!” He said as scrolled to a pic of me in the beach in a bikini.
“Oh no. You’re not seeing that!” I laughed scrolling passed it.
“Oh hell!! You’re smokin’!!! Oh no. I want to see it stephanie!”
“Oh hell no not going to happen” I giggled.
“I guess you’ll have to hitchhike home” he smiled.
“I’d just fire you and take our truck!” I said.
“Can you drive it?” He smiled.
“Well…. No” I laughed.
“So. You’re trapped”. He said.
“I’m sure there are a lot of men who would take me home”
“Oh. I’m sure there are too.. it just wouldn’t be your home” he laughed
“True” I sighed.
I scrolled back to the pic and gave him the phone.
“Oh damn!” He said, at the same time i said “my husband hates when I wear that bikini”
“What’s wrong, you don’t like it either?!” I said.
“What? Why? Fuck no. You look hot as hell in it!” He literally groaned
“Uhm. No I don’t. Actually I’m going to delete it” I said
“Send it to me before that!!” He said.
“What?!?? Why?” I said.
“I get lonely” he said.
“Eeewwww” I said Laughing.
“Hey… not gonna lie to you” he said
“Uhm. Eewwww” I said smiling. “Ask for pics of your wife Mike!” I said.
“Why do you have pics of my wife?!?” He stared at me blankly.
“That not… I didn’t mean… oh shut up!” I said as i saw his smile.
“Asshole!” I smirked.
I texted him the pic. and then deleted it.
He checked his phone. “Oh. You sent it to me!!”
“Yes. And no one else has it. I better never see it” I said.
“Thank you!” He smiled.
“You’re welcome. It’s a little weird. But.. I’m flattered.” I smiled.
We took our showers.
I came out of the shower and he was standing by the video games. His hair was cut and his beard was trimmed. It was still thick and full but trim. He had the Ranger look. Woof!!!
“Only 2 more nights and you get to go home!” He said. I was sitting in the passenger seat. He was standing in the sleeper.
“Home seems boring” I said. I was kind of depressed thinking about it. I had a lot of fun this week with Mike.
“It can get that way out here too.. I promise. Though. I’ll admit. This week has been better with you with me” he said.
“Ask your wife to come out here with you!” I said.
“Not enough room for her boyfriend…..” he paused, “but seriously. I have. She’s not interested” he said.
“Oh” I said. I fell silent.
“Anyway. I’m going to get to sleep!” He said.
He began to climb into the top bunk. He was fully dressed.
“Mike. You can undress down here. You had IT out of your pants yesterday and I’m not pregnant again. So apparently I can control myself” I giggled
“Ok.. i really actually appreciate that!” He laughed. “It’s a tag cramped up there” Pulling his shirt over his head. The sexy way. His fucking pecks rippled.
Oh dear lord he is a sexy sexy man.
He pulled off his shorts. He was wearing tight nylon Hanes. His long thick bulge was pointing down and toward his left thigh. I took a deep breath. At first I thought he was erect. But he wasn’t at all. Jesus.
“Good night Mike” I said as he lifted himself into the top bunk. His biceps flexed.
“Goodnight beautiful” he said.
I just stared at him as he rolled toward the wall. I climbed into bed and stared at the wall as well.
Around 5 am I heard his alarm go off.
“Stephanie?” I heard.
“Yeah?” Can you hand me my jeans. I forgot them down there”
“Just climb down again Mike..” I said. “I saw you last night”
“Yeah. Well. That’s not a good idea” he said.
“Mike. It’s fine. Grow up” I said.
“Stephanie. That’s kind of the issue “ he laughed
“What?!! Mike. Dude. Grow up. Get down her dress and get to work, Or your fired” I laughed
“Uhm.. ok” he said and he slid off the bunk…
“Jesus Christ” I groaned.
“Yeah…. See. That’s why I didn’t want to come down here.” He said. “Morning wood strikes again”
“Mike… Jesus. I’m sorry” I said. Staring at his enormous erection. What was thick and long, pointing down last night, was now pointing straight up, thicker, longer, and almost peeking out of the waistband
“I’m so sorry” he turned and grabbed his jeans. Somehow smashing himself into them.
“Uhm. Look. Don’t be. Im sorry I played around. Jesus. I’m sorry. Jesus Mike…. That’s… never mind. ” I sighed
“What’s wrong?” He asked. Pulling his shirt on
“Uhm. Well.. just a little shocked” I said
“Why?” He said.
“Well. You’re… you’re really big” i said.
“Yeah. I guess. Bigger than your hubby?” He asked.
“Mike. You’re bigger than my husband when you’re …. When you’re Not turned on…..”
“Oh…” he said. “Well. I feel bad. That’s not really fair to him that this just happened” he said. “I’m sorry Stephanie”
“It’s ok” I said. Shaking my head.
“I’m going to pull the truck to the pumps and fill up. You can dress while I’m out there.
“Ok” I said. Still in shock.
He fueled. Used the restroom and got drinks and headed out.
We drove in silence. I was dispatching
“Look… I am so sorry about earlier..” he broke the silence. “But I don’t want that to hurt what we had”
“It won’t Mike. I was just a little shocked” I giggled. “I really like spending time with you and talking. I don’t want this to end either.”
“Ok” he said.
************
“OH MIKE!” I screamed as I watched the tip of his thick cock slide between my sopping wet pussy lips, my legs spread wide in the air.
I needed him to fuck me and now. But I knew I’d never enjoy my husband again. I barely did now. I thought of my husband. The last time I saw him we were having sex. His small penis inside me for less than 3 minutes before cumming. The entire afternoon we had fought. He didn’t want me to take this business trip. But I felt I had to since this entire plan was mine. Well mine and Mike’s.
**********
Let me start from the beginning
I’m Steph, my name is Stephanie, but I hate when others call me that I’m the boss and head dispatcher at 4EverOTR trucking company. I’m 25 and have been working here for 5 years. Mike is in his early 30s and a medically retired Airborne Ranger. He’s physically fit and absolutely handsome. Unlike myself. Mother of 2. Short and Chubby.
Our employee morale was getting bad in the last few years. I hired Mike around 18 months ago. He said our buggiest issue is dispatch doesn’t understand the industry and the job of trucking. He and I decided a plan up where dispatch would spend a week at least with a driver each year. I pushed it with upper management and the owners. They finally agreed.
My boss was riding with Steven, another OTR driver, and the same week I’m riding with Mike. We would be the guinea pigs for this new policy. Plus I can dispatch from the passenger seat when needed.
It has been a good week so far. Mike was such a gentlemen he would help me in and out of the truck. We ate dinner together each night. He always waited while I showered or used the restroom. Gave the stink eye to truck drivers that followed me around or tried to hit on me.
Wednesday we were at dinner. While we were waiting for dinner our spouses came up.
“How’s your wife?” I asked.
“Who knows. We don’t talk much anymore” he began. “At least while I’m on the road.”
“I’m sorry to hear that” I said
“It’s just the world a driver lives in. Shes been cheating for the last year or so” he said.
“What?” I said shocked.
“Yeah. My neighbor told me a young man lives there most of the week I’m out” he said.
“WOW!!” I said. “I am so sorry”
“It’s fine…. I could get it when I needed it, out here” he smiled. He was right too. Women flashed their tits at him almost daily as we drove. Including other female drivers. Even with me in the truck. I’ve seen more tits this week, than I’ve seen in the rest of my lifetime. He also got hit on every day at shippers and receivers, and even other drivers and truck stop employees. Its was ridiculous.
“Well.. there’s that..” I smiled back.
“I actually never have though” he shook his head.
Food was served
“Hows your hubby Stephanie?” He asked.
“Good I guess. He’s mad at me currently” I said. “Why do you always call me Stephanie? I don’t allow people to call me that usually”
“I like your name and I’m not a fan of nicknames usually” He asked “why is he mad?”
“He begged me not to go this week” I said. “He wasn’t comfortable with me being on the road a week”
“Why?” Mike asked.
“I have no idea… he almost seemed jealous..” i said. “But we had sex Sunday morning before I left,,to get him by until I’m back” I laughed.
“Oh nice!!” He said.
“Eh…” I winced and shrugged. “It turned out to be a quickie” I rolled my eyes
“Well… for him I’m sure it was nice” Mike said
“Anyway. How are the kids?” He continued.
I stared at him for a second. Then replied.
“Oh they’re good!”
“How old are they?!”
“6 and 4” I said.
“What? How old are you?” He said looking shocked.
“25” I replied.
“Oh… you had them early” I said.
“Yeah. Brad and I were high school sweethearts . Actually got married and I think I got pregnant the night of the ceremony” I laughed. “
“Oh wow!” He said.
“Yeah… never got to “sow my wild oats” I guess” I laughed.
“Well. He’s a lucky man” he said.
We ate and talked about the company and the job. He paid and we headed to the truck. Getting our stuff we went and each showered.
I stared in the mirror as the water got hot. Jesus I looked so bad. My body was pale and I was way overweight. I was 150 wheni got married, 180 when I got pregnant, and Now I was over 220
I left the room and Mike sat on a bench.
“Ready Stephanie? He asked
“Yep” we got to the truck. I made my bed and climbed in. He gave me the larger bottom bunk. And he slept in the top bunk.
He always undressed in the bed. Not sure how. There wasn’t much room.
Around 11p a storm hit. It was so loud and the truck began to rock in the high winds
“When the truck is a rockin, don’t come a knockin’” Mike said above me
“MIKE!” I giggled.
“Hahaha I’m kidding” he said.
Around 1am I heard him getting his jeans on above me. It was still pouring rain.
He climbed down out of the bunk.
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
“Oh damn. I’m sorry. I was hoping you were asleep” he said. “I have got to…. Pee….”
“It’s raining cats and dogs “ I laughed.
“I know. Sucks!” He said.
“Pee in your bottle. I know y’all have them. I’m shocked you haven’t made me use it this week!” I laughed.
“Uhm. No. Not with you in here. That’s not right, Stephanie ”.
“It’s ok Mike. I’m a big girl.. LITERALLY a big girl” I laid down. Looking at the top bunk. “Go ahead. We all pee!”
“Oh lord. You’re not big. You’re perfect!” He said as i heard him dig in a cabinet and pulled out a Gatorade bottle. He turned away slightly. The sound of his zipper seemed to resonate in the sleeper. I tilted my head. I had only seen one penis, My husband’s, I was honestly curious to see another in person.
I then saw it. Just a slight angle of it. But I saw enough. He was bigger when he wasn’t turned on than my husband was hard. The head was thick. It didn’t even come close to fitting the wide mouth of rhr Gatorade bottle. I think my husbands would fit inside it. I know I gasped loudly. But Mike didn’t flinch. As he filled the large bottle he moaned. For some reason it turned me on. I am not going to lie. He closed it. Put it in a bag and tied the bad off. He then tucked himself back in his pants and zipped up. I closed my eyes.
“I’m so sorry about that Stephanie” he said turning around. I didn’t speak.
“Oh you’re asleep. Well, goodnight beautiful” he said softly, he covered me up with the blanket at my feet, and climbed into the top bunk again.
I opened my eyes. Jesus, My husband barely told me goodnight
The next morning and day was uneventful.
Though I noticed him looking at me randomly as he drove. I was doing dispatch work on my phone and tablet. After about the 5th time of him watching me, without looking up, I said “keep your eyes on the road Mike”
“The view is better over there” he said as he looked forward. I looked over at him. But remained silent.
At dinner that night I asked to see a pic of his wife.
He showed me pics from his phone.
“Jesus. She’s hot!” I groaned. Seeing her. I didn’t stand a chance with this guy.
“She is., but she is too worried about her looks. When she’s not working out. She’s putting on makeup and buying more makeup and clothes”. He said.
“ shes just trying to look good for you Mike” I said.
“Or the neighbor” he laughed
I looked other at him. How could this dumbass woman cheat on this man. He’s so fucking sexy and damn he’s sweet too?!!?!
“Let’s see the lucky hubby” he said.
I showed him all my pics. All of them were either with me or me and the kids.
“He’s a lucky man!” He said as scrolled to a pic of me in the beach in a bikini.
“Oh no. You’re not seeing that!” I laughed scrolling passed it.
“Oh hell!! You’re smokin’!!! Oh no. I want to see it stephanie!”
“Oh hell no not going to happen” I giggled.
“I guess you’ll have to hitchhike home” he smiled.
“I’d just fire you and take our truck!” I said.
“Can you drive it?” He smiled.
“Well…. No” I laughed.
“So. You’re trapped”. He said.
“I’m sure there are a lot of men who would take me home”
“Oh. I’m sure there are too.. it just wouldn’t be your home” he laughed
“True” I sighed.
I scrolled back to the pic and gave him the phone.
“Oh damn!” He said, at the same time i said “my husband hates when I wear that bikini”
“What’s wrong, you don’t like it either?!” I said.
“What? Why? Fuck no. You look hot as hell in it!” He literally groaned
“Uhm. No I don’t. Actually I’m going to delete it” I said
“Send it to me before that!!” He said.
“What?!?? Why?” I said.
“I get lonely” he said.
“Eeewwww” I said Laughing.
“Hey… not gonna lie to you” he said
“Uhm. Eewwww” I said smiling. “Ask for pics of your wife Mike!” I said.
“Why do you have pics of my wife?!?” He stared at me blankly.
“That not… I didn’t mean… oh shut up!” I said as i saw his smile.
“Asshole!” I smirked.
I texted him the pic. and then deleted it.
He checked his phone. “Oh. You sent it to me!!”
“Yes. And no one else has it. I better never see it” I said.
“Thank you!” He smiled.
“You’re welcome. It’s a little weird. But.. I’m flattered.” I smiled.
We took our showers.
I came out of the shower and he was standing by the video games. His hair was cut and his beard was trimmed. It was still thick and full but trim. He had the Ranger look. Woof!!!
“Only 2 more nights and you get to go home!” He said. I was sitting in the passenger seat. He was standing in the sleeper.
“Home seems boring” I said. I was kind of depressed thinking about it. I had a lot of fun this week with Mike.
“It can get that way out here too.. I promise. Though. I’ll admit. This week has been better with you with me” he said.
“Ask your wife to come out here with you!” I said.
“Not enough room for her boyfriend…..” he paused, “but seriously. I have. She’s not interested” he said.
“Oh” I said. I fell silent.
“Anyway. I’m going to get to sleep!” He said.
He began to climb into the top bunk. He was fully dressed.
“Mike. You can undress down here. You had IT out of your pants yesterday and I’m not pregnant again. So apparently I can control myself” I giggled
“Ok.. i really actually appreciate that!” He laughed. “It’s a tag cramped up there” Pulling his shirt over his head. The sexy way. His fucking pecks rippled.
Oh dear lord he is a sexy sexy man.
He pulled off his shorts. He was wearing tight nylon Hanes. His long thick bulge was pointing down and toward his left thigh. I took a deep breath. At first I thought he was erect. But he wasn’t at all. Jesus.
“Good night Mike” I said as he lifted himself into the top bunk. His biceps flexed.
“Goodnight beautiful” he said.
I just stared at him as he rolled toward the wall. I climbed into bed and stared at the wall as well.
Around 5 am I heard his alarm go off.
“Stephanie?” I heard.
“Yeah?” Can you hand me my jeans. I forgot them down there”
“Just climb down again Mike..” I said. “I saw you last night”
“Yeah. Well. That’s not a good idea” he said.
“Mike. It’s fine. Grow up” I said.
“Stephanie. That’s kind of the issue “ he laughed
“What?!! Mike. Dude. Grow up. Get down her dress and get to work, Or your fired” I laughed
“Uhm.. ok” he said and he slid off the bunk…
“Jesus Christ” I groaned.
“Yeah…. See. That’s why I didn’t want to come down here.” He said. “Morning wood strikes again”
“Mike… Jesus. I’m sorry” I said. Staring at his enormous erection. What was thick and long, pointing down last night, was now pointing straight up, thicker, longer, and almost peeking out of the waistband
“I’m so sorry” he turned and grabbed his jeans. Somehow smashing himself into them.
“Uhm. Look. Don’t be. Im sorry I played around. Jesus. I’m sorry. Jesus Mike…. That’s… never mind. ” I sighed
“What’s wrong?” He asked. Pulling his shirt on
“Uhm. Well.. just a little shocked” I said
“Why?” He said.
“Well. You’re… you’re really big” i said.
“Yeah. I guess. Bigger than your hubby?” He asked.
“Mike. You’re bigger than my husband when you’re …. When you’re Not turned on…..”
“Oh…” he said. “Well. I feel bad. That’s not really fair to him that this just happened” he said. “I’m sorry Stephanie”
“It’s ok” I said. Shaking my head.
“I’m going to pull the truck to the pumps and fill up. You can dress while I’m out there.
“Ok” I said. Still in shock.
He fueled. Used the restroom and got drinks and headed out.
We drove in silence. I was dispatching
“Look… I am so sorry about earlier..” he broke the silence. “But I don’t want that to hurt what we had”
“It won’t Mike. I was just a little shocked” I giggled. “I really like spending time with you and talking. I don’t want this to end either.”
“Ok” he said.