She liked my Peter......bilt

[Build-up, real, hot guy/girl, at work/sneaky/surprise/almost caught]

I bought my very first Peterbilt when I was 23. It was a beautiful daycab 379, deep red in color with a long wheelbase and chrome package. Most guys would be running on the highway with a semi like that, but I ended up picking up a contract for local pickup and delivery for a retail store. I basically hauled around the chain owned 53’ reefers, 48’ seacans, and 32’ tailgate trailers that were pre-loaded at the warehouse. I would then deliver to between 4-10 stores throughout the day. I wasn’t your average trucker. I was tall, attractive and athletic.

Most of the other truckers in the fleet drove company owned trucks. I was a bit of a test pilot project with them, and since I was technically an independent contractor, I would usually get all the stops that the company guys didn’t want to do. Usually these stores involved terrible access, bad loading docks, or power tailgating pallets down. I didn’t really mind though as I got paid hourly, the more my truck sat the more money I made. Moving all the inventory by hand all the time meant I was in amazing shape.

Since it was universally understood that I was getting the bad stores, I had a lot of leeway in the timing of things. Sometimes it would take 2 or 4 hours to fit all the pallets into the store even, and since I got paid hourly, I was never in a huge rush to get it done. One of my least favorite stores was in a super tight parking lot, in which you had to drive around the front of the store, down a narrow parking aisle, and then squeeze the trailer into a nook. However, this store also took the longest as it had a tiny back room and they would be stocking the floor as the pallets came off the truck. The first couple of times I delivered to the store, it was a grumpy old store manager named Ted.

However, one day I showed up to the store and found old that Ted had a new assistant manager. He introduced me to Emily, who was a college student that was going to be helping as assistant for the summer months. I had seen her in the store before but never actually talked to her. She was beautiful, probably 5’4” or 5’5”, red hair and big hazel eyes. She wasn’t overweight, but she wasn’t skinny either. I felt like she was blushing when she got introduced to me, but I also knew she would have just been dragging pallets or moving boxes around, so I didn’t think too much of it. She would have been maybe 20 years old.

Emily and I had a flirtatious, but professional relationship. Since Ted was so old and grumpy, she stepped up to the plate and offered to do all the receiving for the summer. Ted helped train her for a week or two, and then she was put in charge of it. She was good at it too, she was super quick and always had a plan. I had randomly delivered there 2 times in one week, and she accepted the load both times. When I got back to the distribution center the second time, I had a note from dispatch from that store, specifically requesting me as their regular driver. I thought maybe it was grumpy Ted, who was tired of all the other drivers dumping pallets. But in hindsight it was Emily and it took me a long time to realize it.

Multiple times a week, I would deliver to that store, and each time I felt like Emily would flirt heavier with me. At first, it started with just flirty chatting, then it progressed to her rubbing my arm or squeezing her body between me and pallets in the backroom. I noticed each time I went it felt like her blouse lost a button. She would bend over from front or behind, and I would do my best to remain professional, but she would kind of laugh and be like “oops got a bit low there” and pretend it was an accident. She would giggle at all my jokes and would always have at least one sexual joke of her own.

I still thought she was just being fun and flirty but one day she is super blunt and blurts out “are you going to ask for my number yet or not?” I responded “uhh… well, you know… I mean I’d take it… if you want to give it to me” and she laughs and is like “god boys are stupid.” I rebutted her and said, “not stupid, I just have to consider that this is my career at this point and have to be careful with being professional.” She writes down her number and is like “you can text me before you arrive at the store next time and I’ll have the backroom as ready as I can for you, “Mr.Professional,” all sarcastically.

I didn’t have her store again until next week, but I texted her number when I left the DC, just saying “hey its me, I should be there in half hour.” She responded, “Great see you soon” and I ended up at their store about 25 minutes later. She seemed happy to see me again, and before we even started unloading, she bluntly tells me, “I am glad it’s you again. You are by far the hottest driver out there.” I kind of laughed and downplayed my attractiveness and said, “well it’s not a super tough competition.” I knew what a lot of the other drivers looked like. Her response was “you are hot hot, not driver hot.”

I was kind of flustered and blushing at this point, and we hadn’t even unloaded a single pallet yet. She notices and kind of starts playfully poking fun at me. “What? You can’t handle a little flirting at work?”, or you’re too “professional” for that?” and other stuff like that. I was taken aback by her forwardness again and just sort of reiterated that I had a fine line to walk since I was an independent contactor and they could fire me for anything. There were always other people in the backroom too and I didn’t want to be the start of a work drama I thought to myself too. Not worth the risk. She sure was hot though.

She replies to me “well at least I have your number now, hopefully you’re a professional in other ways too.” I laughed a bit and started to unload the trailer. It was a small delivery so it didn’t take that long, and after signing the bill of lading with a heart, I was on my way. I had to sit at high idle and wait for the air in my truck to build up in their loading dock. It only took maybe two minutes tops, but before it was even done, I had a text on my phone from her reading “You are HOT HOT and even Sammy agrees.” It almost felt fake or something with how direct it was, but I knew that I was absolutely driving her insane. I didn’t even know who Sammy was.

We texted back and forth for a little bit that day, and she was fun to chat with. She told me that I made her heart race when I was in her presence, and I admitted I thought she was cute too, but wanted to draw the line at playful texting because I did have to work with her. This seemed to bother her, and she texted back “So you’re telling me you wouldn’t even want to fuck me if I begged you to?” She was so direct, and that was a big turn on for me. On the other hand, I also liked teasing her a bit and playing dumb. I would respond things like “not sure you could beg hard enough for me to lose my job.” I also reminded her I was still making payments on my truck too.

Eventually I relented and was like “okay maybe we can see each other outside of work sometime.” She seemed pleased with that, and I told her that we’d have to keep it a secret though as I didn’t want to be seen as the driver that was hooking up with store employees. She thought that was fun and was like “that’s even hotter to me.” She would send me sexy snaps, with her wearing her work uniform saying things like “waiting for my load today” with her tongue out, or other super forward sexual stuff but I remained professional every time I went to the store. Plus, there was cameras everywhere in the whole store and I didn’t want to be on store CCTV.

Eventually, she did start to wear me down. She showed me a series of nudes of her on her phone in person and asked me which pic I thought was the hottest while I stood in the loading room door. I left after that delivery with a huge erection, thinking of a way I could make her fantasy come true, without jeopardizing my job. I just couldn’t believe she was showing me a zoomed in pussy pic while standing at the door. I texted her later that day asking, “hey how far can the cameras see into the trailer?” and she sent me a pic of the camera footage from the managers office. “Maybe 20 feet?” She captions the picture as. I responded with a thumbs up and said, “okay good to know.” She asked why and I said, “oh just curious.”

The very next time I texted her and showed up to her store, I had a brand new long 53’ long trailer. It was probably the nicest, newest trailer in the fleet, and it looked amazing hooked up to my truck. I had never pulled it before. Usually, the shitty rusty company trailers made my truck look amazing in comparison, but this trailer sure was new and shiny and matched my truck the best. It was also a reefer unit too, so it had a large engine on the front of the trailer for temperature control. This became a critical part of my flawless plan.

I had already delivered to my first two stores on the trailer and Emily’s delivery was in the nose. I knew there was bottled water pallets in the load too, as it had some weight to it still. The bottled water pallets were the most notorious for tipping in transit and were the worst thing to re-stack. I backed up into the loading dock and turned on the reefer unit to full cool even though it technically didn’t require it. I wanted the noise of the reefer more than anything. It was also a warm summer day, and it always felt good to cool off while unloading. I texted my dispatcher “dumped pallet of water, might be longer than usual.”

Emily greeted me at the door excited to see me. I walked in the door and loudly announced, “I for sure dumped a pallet or two of water, I could hear and feel it shift while I drove here.” The whole backroom scattered when I said that. Nobody wants to pick up a bunch of broken water bottle off the trailer floor and re-stack them. All it was at that point was me and Emily in the backroom. I used their pallet jack and put their tall stack of empty pallets on the scissor-lift, brought them up to truck height, and walked into the trailer with Emily to inspect the damages. I could tell she was a bit upset about the dumped pallet, but I knew she was about to be happy. I pulled a tall pallet of paper towel to one side of the trailer and pulled a skid of store displays onto the other wall of the trailer closer to the tail end. There was no way the security cameras could see us now.

She followed me further into the trailer, and we pulled another pallet out to see that one of the water pallets in the nose had like barely developed a lean to it, and only really lost some of the top row of the pallet on one side. She smiled at me, and she commented, “oh, well that’s an easy one to fix!” and started to grab cases of water off the floor. I stood there with my hand on my chin, one eyebrow raised and waited for it to click in for her. After she realized I wasn’t helping her re-stack, she looked at me and saw my expression. She looked down at the tail of the trailer and saw how boxed it we were. I tapped my ear as if to be like “it’s pretty loud in here” as the diesel engine ran at full throttle blowing cool air at us.

“God, girls are stupid” I said to her, throwing her own words back at her. I’m not even sure she heard what I said but must have read my lips enough for her to burst out in laughter. I was already super close to her already , but then she took charge and grabbed my waist and pulled herself into me. She gave me a kiss on the lips, then starts making out with me. I pushed her back into the pallet of paper towel and we make out super passionately for a good minute or two. I grabbed and played with her boobs over top of her shirt while we made out. I kept looking around the corner just in case, but she was such a good kisser, and the cool air blowing on us felt so nice and contrasting to our steamy outlaw make out session.

I pull back and I tell her, “I even left the reefer on so nobody could hear us.” She was looking at me in pure lust and responded, “so this is premeditated?” in a joking way. She started to rub my dick through my pants while we continued to make out. Then on what seemed to be a whim, she unbuttoned her own blouse and took it off and put it on the floor between us. I looked at her as if to be like this is a dirty trailer floor, but she ignored me and kneeled in front of me. I reconsidered and thought that it wasn’t that dirty like all the other fleet units, the trailer was pretty much new. I don’t think it mattered to her; she just wanted my cock.

The next thing you know she was tugging at my belt and trying to get it undone. She struggled to get it off and I eventually had to help her get it unlatched. In her defense it was a complex buckle, but I was hot to watch her frantically try. I mouthed “girls are stupid” playfully to her but she was too busy getting my zipper down and my button off that I don’t even think she noticed. Or if she did she was too focused on getting me naked to care about anything I said. She then pulled down my underwear to flop out my long thick cock. I had shaved pretty recently so it was smooth, and our make-out session made me so hard. I was already dribbling pre-cum out in anticipation.

“Oh my god, it’s huge!” she mouthed at me while stroking it. She was still wearing her bra and pants, but I had my pants at my ankles now and I was kind of immobilized. I leaned back into the trailer wall when she first put her mouth around my head. She didn’t waste any time at all and treated it like it was her first meal in months. She sucked up and down, and then aggressively shoved her head harder and faster on my dick. I could feel my dick bottoming out at the back of her mouth and she gagged and choked and coughed on it. Saliva ran down her chest as she attempted to slide it down into her throat. I could tell it was a super tight fit, and she was trying so hard clearly trying to impress me. I grabbed her head slightly as if to be like “that’s okay you don’t have to try any more.” She kept trying, but eventually gave up and started circling her tongue around my frenulum and she played with my balls.

She looked up at me with my cock in her mouth, a tear running down her eye, and I just new she deserved the next step. I grabbed her by the armpits and pulled her up to me and gave her a deep kiss. She was so slobbery from the deep blowjob but that only made it hotter for me. After I kissed her, she put her mouth right up to my ear and said, “I have touched myself thinking of this so many times. This is literally my dream. Uggh are you in my mind” My hard penis rested up against her work pants. I motioned downward and she pulled off her pants and underwear in one smooth motion and left them wrapped on her left leg. I asked her if she wanted me in something else instead. I started to admire her body.

I had barely even got a glance of her pussy before she had spun around and backed up into me. She grabbed my dick from underneath, between her legs, which I thought was a pro move and pulled it into herself. She was super wet, but also very tight. She was obviously a little girl compared to me, and my cock was so full and thick feeling in her tight little pussy. It took a couple slow up and down motion for her to get accustomed to how full she felt. She looked back at me and mouthed “holy fuck” as she shuddered and winced slightly as she started to be able to take most of it. She whimpered as she bounced me harder into the trailer wall as her little pussy got used to my dick inside of it.

One she started to take it well, I may as well have been a wall mounted dildo for her. She rode and bounced and treated me like I was a sex toy attached to the trailer wall, with a surprising amount of force for a small girl. She was bent over, and her ass was jiggling back and forth with every thrust. I had started holding with and playing with her boobs underneath her bra. The reefer was loud, but I could still hear her moaning and the squishing noises of the deep thrusting. I felt like I was going to cum shortly, so I pulled her upper body up to my chest and said to her “I’m going to cum in your mouth for easy clean up.” She moaned in “Mhmmm” in acknowledgment and said, “let me know when.”

I took the opportunity to take charge for a minute, and I spun her around, grabbed her and pinned her up against the trailer wall. She was small and light, so I was able to hold her up by her thighs. She sat there exposed and ready to get fucked again, and it was her turn to be the wall mounted fuck toy now. I slid her down the trailer wall and guided my cock into her without even using my hands. She gasped in pleasure and surprise and looked me deep in the eyes and says, “you’re so fucking hot,” as a jammed all seven inches deep inside her. She seemed proud that it slid in so easily this time.

I fucked her so hard, in return for how hard she fucked me. I told her I thought I could fuck her harder than she fucked me in a joking competition way and she says, “sounds like I win this bet either way.” That made me pound her even harder, her boobs jiggled seriously even though she was wearing her bra. It was super hot to see her facial expressions change as I fucked different angles of her pussy. She absolutely loved it and was moaning in pleasure when she said, “I can’t wait for your cum!!”

I had already stopped myself from cumming a couple times by this point, but that sentence absolutely made me start to orgasm. I shuddered and said “I’m gonna cum,” as I set her down with her knees on the ground. She got down super quickly, but I obviously didn’t give her enough warning as a huge blast of cum landed all over her face, chest, and the trailer wall. She grabbed my cock quick enough for the second shot, which she aimed all over her chest and neck. But then for the third shot, she absolutely slammed her head down on me. I felt my cock hit the back of her mouth, but this time it went past the throat barrier and slid down into her tight throat. I grabbed her head and slowly moved her up and down as I dumped my hot load down into her throat. She gagged and I honestly thought I saw some cum shoot out of her nose on that forth shot. Some girls would probably be grossed out of upset if that happened, but she was even hornier than I thought.

She seemed to like all my cum, and put her hands over mine on her head as if to be like “use me to finish how you need to.” I shuddered and wiggled and treated her throat like it was a pussy and almost forgot that she had to breathe as I drained myself using her face. Finally, after unloading the last of, it, I relaxed my hands and let her come up for air. She pulled up quick, and was panic breathing almost, and her face was covered in cum and saliva. Her nose was all red from being pinned down against my pelvis, and there was a bunch of red marks all over her body from me holding and grabbing her. She was honestly choking a little bit from it and it was super hot to see her gasping for air, but also with a huge smile on her face. It took her a minute or two to finally catch up on breathing and she says “Wow…”

“So much for professional…” she said to me. Or I think she did anyways, the reefer was loud. She was smiling when she grabbed a box of paper towel from the pallet and opened it all up. She used the paper towel to wipe her face and pussy off a bit before she got dressed. We put our clothes on quickly partially because the trailer was getting cold now, and because after that we both realized how lucky we were that nobody caught us yet. She said something like “nobody can know about this!” and I thought that it was great we were on the same page about that part too.

We finished cleaning up our mess and unloaded the rest of the trailer almost in pure silence. It felt like we were both questioning our life choices at this point and realized that it was risky and intense to do that at work. I suppose we both had post nut clarity. Towards the last couple of pallets though, we started to flirt and joke around a little bit again. I had already been at the store for a while when we finished, so she signs the paperwork with a heart again and I start to head out the man door.

She follows me and says “I really like your Peter……. Bilt,”

I laughed and replied, “I’m surprised it fits in your parking lot. But I guess I am a professional.”

I checked my phone after turning the reefer off and sitting in the truck. The most recent text was from Emily with a heart face emoji, but I also had a strange message from my dispatcher. Usually, he would have some pick ups for the way back to DC at the end of the day, but this time the message read “Of all the trlrs…??? that 1…??? Seriously…? No p/u today. C me in office after U drop MT in door 44.”

[To to find out what happened when I got back to the DC, stay tuned for part 2. Hint: The trailer was newer and fancier than I thought.]