The rain was falling on me relentlessly as the big rig pulled over along the side of the highway. "Thank goodness!" I thought as I sprinted toward the open passenger side door.
"Climb on up here outta that rain." Came a voice from the driver seat.
I looked up to see a man around 40-ish I would guess, slightly graying hair, and a little over weight but fairly clean cut. He had a kind smile as he took my hand and helped me into the truck.
"Thanks so much!" I said as he pulled the rig back out onto the highway.
"What in the world is a young girl like you doing walking in the middle of nowhere, at this time of night in a mess like this?"
I looked at the clock on the dash and it read 11:24pm. "Well to make a long story short I was checking out a college up state and I was on my way back when my car broke down. I wasn't able to pick up a signal on my phone, which now has a dead battery, so I decided to walk to the nearest town. Then it started pouring and got dark and I still haven't seen a town."
"Yeah and the nearest one is still almost an hour drive." He said. "You had a long way to go still yet."
"I'm really glad you stopped. I don't think I could have stood that wind and cold rain much longer. Sorry about getting seat all wet."
"Don't worry about it at all. There's a bag back in the sleeper that has a towel in it. I may also have a shirt and pair of sweat shorts. Might be a little big on you but its dry. You can climb back there and pull the curtain, get changed and dried off if you want."
"Thanks! Sounds good I'm froze."
I pulled my wet shoes and socks off and stood up in between the seats to reach into the sleeper for the duffle bag. I used a towel to dry my hair and then laid it out on the bed so I wouldn't get the sheets wet when I climbed back there. Everything I was wearing was soaked through. I did happen to find a shirt but the only pants I saw were blue jeans that were way too big for me, so I figured I would put the shirt on and wrap the towel around my waist. As I undressed and dried myself a funny thought crossed my mind. I wondered if the man was conscious to the fact that there was a naked girl in his bed. "Wonder how often he can say that." I thought to myself.
I used a brush from his bag to brush my hair, then climbed out of the sleeper and laid my wet clothes on the floor.
"Feel better?" He asked.
"Much better, thanks." I replied. "I didn't find any shorts but this towel will work fine." As he looked over I was putting my feet up on the dash by the heater vent to warm my cold toes. The towel split along my thigh and after noticing he quickly turned his eyes back to the road. I fixed the towel and leaned back in the seat to get comfortable. I was glad to be warm and dry. After a few minutes he introduced himself as Tom and asked where I was headed. I told him my name was Amy and explained to him where I lived.
"Well." he said with a pause. "The good news is I'll be driving right through there, but the bad news is it won't be until tomorrow morning. I'll need to stop and rest a few hours before driving all day tomorrow. If you like I can get you to a place where you can call for help, or you're more than welcome to sleep here and get some rest and I can take you home first thing tomorrow. You can stretch out back there in the sleeper and I'll stay up here."
I thought about it for a moment. I really didn't want to sit and wait all night at some truck stop for help to get there. But he had been very kind and didn't want to impose on him. He had probably had a long day and deserved to sleep more comfortably.
"I couldn't do that to you." I said. "If anything I would stay up here and let you sleep in the back."
"Oh it would be no problem at all." Tom insisted. "This seat can be pretty comfy."
I turned and looked into the back and spoke before really thinking about it. "It's fairly spacious back there. There's no way I'm going to make you sleep up here so maybe we can both sleep in the sleeper."
He gave a polite smile and glanced over his shoulder. "Well only if you'd be comfortable with that."
"Sure." I replied now realizing that I just offered to share a bed with a complete stranger. I then reassured myself that he seemed like a pretty good guy.
At around 1 am Tom turned onto an exit and pulled the truck off to the side of the road.
The next truck stop is still a ways off and if I gaze at the road much longer my eyes may get stuck that way." He joked. "Go ahead and make yourself at home." He stepped out of the truck for a moment and I crawled in the back and stretched out. When he came back he slipped off his jeans, with boxers underneath and pulled back the blanket. I think we were both a little shocked at what was laying underneath. It was a magazine with bold letters on the cover that read: "SeXXXy" Tom grabbed the magazine and began to put it in his bag.
"I'm sorry you had to see that." He said. "Gets a little lonely and boring at times on the road."
I could tell he was embarrassed as the poor man's face was beet red. In an attempt to ease the awkwardness I reached out for it with a light laugh. "Ah it's no big deal. It can't be that bad. Let me see." Tom looked at me as if to say, 'You're kidding.' And I realized that the awkwardness just increased. He hesitantly handed it to me. "Doubt you'll be interested in anything in there." He said with a nervous chuckle.
I flipped it open to a random page and there was a picture of a blond girl bent over a table. A muscular man stood behind her with his cock halfway penetrating her shaved pussy. I turned to the next page and the same girl was lying on her back on the table. The man was on top of her this time fully inside her. Her legs were spread wide and her feet with pink painted toenails were stretched high in the air. In another attempt to ease the tension, I said the only thing that really came to mind. "Well the books title certainly does fit."
