I had been running as a team driver in training for a while. They finally thought I was ready to go on a truck with one of the regular drivers. Being in a man's world like this, I had to prove myself over and over. Hiding my sexuality. My sensitivity. My passions.
There was one particular driver I wanted to be teamed with. I had seen him ride up on his motorcycle the first day I started. He was one tall hunk of manhood. He was a big teddybear. And he was my mission.
When my turn came up for a team run and they told me who I was being teamed with. I could not stop the butterflies in stomach. This was my chance. My chance to show this man that there was a woman underneath these jeans and shirts.
Our first trip was to Florida. I had been there as a young teenager and loved it. The beaches where beautiful. I wondered if he was a talker. If not we were in trouble from the beginning. I was a talker. Big time. As I grabbed my duffle bag to throw in the truck, a hand came out of nowhere and took it from me. I looked up and it was him. His eyes were piercing. I knew he was checking me out. But not the way I wanted him to. He was sizing me up to see if I would make the grade. I was self conscious as it was. I am not a small woman by any means. I am larger than most of the drivers. But I had to put on a tough exterior. I gave him a look that told him I did not need his help. And he just looked down at me as if I was a little girl playing at being a grown up. Throwing my duffle into the sleeper, I noticed that it was not a condo. There was only one bed. I looked at him again. He just raised an eyebrow. I didn't say a word.
Finally we were off. He drove and drove. And was quiet the whole time. It was killing me not to say anything or ask any questions. I started to wonder when he was going to let me take over. I think he realized my dismay after the fifth heavy sigh. That is when he finally spoke. He told me that this was his own private truck and when he thought it neccessary he would let me take over. That was it. No more words.
He drove the whole way in silence. Just listening to music and what was coming over the radio. Finally we reached our destination and parked the truck. We could not unload till the morning. Just about then the skies started turning several different colors. A major storm was brewing. The wind was so high that the truck was slightly rocking. He climbed into the sleeper and shut the curtain. I just sat there wondering what the hell I was going to do. The rain started pouring down heavily. Making it hard to see.
Suddenly the curtain opened and he came back up front with his camera. He had also changed. He was now just in a pair of shorts. I could only stare. He was more than I imagined. The tattooes and scars making him even more appealing to me. He started snaping pictures as quick as he could. The flash of the camera blinding me. All of a sudden I just started to laugh. I had a tendency to do this when I was nervous. He looked at me and raised that same eyebrow again. Then he just started snapping pictures again. Since he was busy doing this I went into the sleeper, closed the curtain and put on a t-shirt and sweat pants. I was still wondering what the sleeping arrangements were going to be.
Moving back into my seat, I saw flashes of lightning crossing the sky. It was beautiful but deadly. They came one after another. The storm was mimicing my feelings. A storm was raging inside me and I was trying my best to contain it.
After snapping what seemed like hundreds of pictures he went back into the sleeper and got out his laptop. He started downloading the pictures on to the hard drive. I decided I would go and see how they turned out. So I just went and sat on the bunk beside him.
The silence in the truck was erie. I didn't like it. Then I thought to myself that if I don't do something now, I will never have the courage again. It was like I was gaining inner strength from the storm outside. It was time. I had waited long enough.
Looking at him staring at his computer, I finally made my move. Pushing his laptop to the floor, I grabbed him by the shoulders and kissed him with a passion I didn't realize I had. All the pent up frustrations where coming out in that kiss. Then I realized he was kissing me with just as much passion. Our tongues playing a game of cat and mouse.He raised his arms around and held me in a bearhug. Tightning his hold on me as I leaned back on the bunk. Laying beneath him now, my caourage started to wain. And I suddenly started crawling back into my shell.
Lowering my eyes and turning my head away from him, I did not see the desire in his eyes. Grabbing my face gently with his hand, he turned it toward him.
"Look at me", he said gently. "Never turn away from the passion that is inside you. Never hide it. Embrace it and fulfill it".
Suddenly a loud clap of thunder rumbled across the heavens. There and then I decided I would not hide anymore. With a sudden move that shocked him and I both, I flipped him over on his back and straddled him.
As I sat atop him, I could feel the hardness of him beneath me. Not even our clothing could hide it. Laying my hands against his chest, I stared into his eyes. He was a hard man to read, but his eyes were dark with passion. He lifted his hands and grabbed a breast in each one. Rubbing them with a roughness that made them hard with want. Raising up I somehow got my sweatpants off. I still don't know how. It seemed like I had never left his body. Lowering myself onto him, he filled me with everything I could ever dream of. Slowly I began to rock back and forth. Listening to the storm outside and to his breathing. I had never been this wanton before. Never this aggressive.
As the storm grew in strength outside, the passion between us grew inside. Rocking faster and harder with the tempo of the storm, I knew the cresendo was upon us. when it finally came, I threw my head back and let out a moan from my soul. Everything that was in me came out in the moan.
Spent and sated, I laid my head on his chest. As he softly stroked my hair I heard him whisper,"You owe me a new laptop." With that we could only laugh.
