Hot MILF Trucker

Preview:
I had just pulled off the interstate and stopped at a big truck stop on a long, remote stretch of highway. I filled up my SUV with gas, then pulled up to a parking spot near the front of the truck stop. It was a big, expansive place, island after island of gas pumps for cars, trucks, and SUVs on one side, then the pumps for the big rigs on the other side.
I got out of my car and walked through the automatic glass doors and into the cool store. The place was called Buster's Truck Stop and they had a little bit of everything.
As soon as I walked in I saw a huge display of candy bars offering 2 for $2, even for king-sized. So I grabbed two.
I made my way through the aisles of salty snacks, dodging travelers and truckers, and that's when I saw them. Sitting on a stainless steel rack under a bright red lamp were several different kinds of foil-wrapped burritos. My mouth watered. I selected a beef burrito, then headed to the drink cooler.
There were at least twenty glass doors with selection after selection. There was soda, water, sports drinks, juices, and just about anything else you could think of in any color, flavor, and size. I selected a lemon-lime soda, then made my way to the cash register before my eyes picked out more junk food than my stomach could handle.
Of course I still had three hours before I got home, so I needed a quick jolt of energy, and this little snack would be just perfect. I paid for my food, then walked outside, but I decided not to go back to my car. I walked around the building to a couple of hard plastic tables that sat outside. Both were empty so I picked the closest one, sat down, and unwrapped that burrito. I picked it up and took a big bite. It was so good, just what I needed. The warm beef, the cheese, the tangy sauce. It was too good to be an item at a truck stop.
I ate half of it in the blink of an eye before I put it down, popped open my soda, and took a sip. I watched as a big blood red big rig pulled up to the diesel pumps. The thing was awesome, chrome stacks, antennas, led lights. The engine rumbled as the driver pulled it right up to the exact spot, then shut it down, a big Whoosh! coming from the brakes.
Sometimes I thought it might be fun to be an over-the-road trucker. I was in my second year in college, working on a finance degree. I still had a lot of schooling left, I knew truck driver training was only a couple of months. Maybe I'd do it one day as a back-up or part-time thing. I dunno.
I sipped my soda again, enjoying the tangy, sweet goodness, and I watched, eager to see what kind of big, brawny, muscle-bound dude got out of that red big rig.
The door popped open, and the first thing I saw was a small brown cowboy boot, then a slender leg wrapped tightly in denim jeans. Then the driver bounced out and shut the door.
It was not a muscle-bound dude at all, it was a woman, a hot MILF!
When she bounced out I certainly noticed the tight red tank top she was wearing. It was exactly the same color as her truck. Her arms and shoulders were lean, well-tanned and toned. She wore a straw cowboy hat with a blonde ponytail sticking out the back.
She grabbed the pump and started fueling the big silver tanks on either side of her truck. I couldn't help but stare. I'd never seen a trucker with such a hot body.
She looked my way and I quickly focused on my food again, embarrassed to be caught staring, but it was only a few seconds before I had to take another peek at her. She was turned away from me, thankfully, which gave me a killer view. Wow.
I hate to admit it, but I'm a total dork around girls, always getting awkward and tongue-tied. In two years of college I'd only had a handful of dates, and none of them went how I wanted. To be honest, I'd kinda given up on my love life. But this hot trucker sure had my attention.

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