Highballin'

"Fuck it," she thought, overcoming her indecision and lowering her head to brush her lips over the trucker's thigh. The skin was as smooth as silk and had a faintly sweet taste. Cody sighed and placed a hand on Ashley's head.

Emboldened, she moved her head up and traced her tongue along the crease where leg met torso, eliciting another soft sigh. Ashley slipped her hands under Cody's thighs and laced her fingers together, pressing her hands into the soft skin of the blonde's tummy, just above her pubic bone.

She bit her lip, hesitated just a moment more and then pressed her nose into the woman's soft pubes. She parted her lips and pushed her tongue out, pressing it between the slick lips of the trucker's pussy. Several sensations hit Ash at once, the aroma became intense, the silky texture of Cody's lips and inner folds and an explosion of flavor filled her mouth. The flavor was strong and sweet, very close to the aroma that was filling her nostrils.

Ashley moved her tongue very tentatively over the slick flesh. Over the next few minutes she became bolder and more sure, sliding the tip from the top of Cody's slit to the very top of her entrance in long, slow trips. Ash remembered what felt good to herself and began to attempt to deliver the same treatment to Cody's pussy as she liked on her own.

The butch trucker made no noises at all, but the gentle jogging of her hips let Ashley know she was enjoying it. Ash found the blonde's clit and began to tease it, in the same way she teased her own with her fingers while masturbating; short, delicate swipes of her tongue, designed to give only the most fleeting caress.

Cody's hips bucked and her hand clenched in Ashley's brown hair. She pulled the girl's face tighter to her wet pussy, but Ash retracted her tongue and continued the subtle teasing. She dusted the hard pebble with just the tip of her tongue, occasionally giving a quick lick with the flat of it.

After a few minutes of this, Cody's body jerked and her ass came up off the bed.

"Harder!" she demanded.

Ashley complied, sucking some of the surrounding flesh into her mouth and while maintaining suction lashing the trucker's clit with her tongue.

"Yes," Cody hissed.

The trucker's body was thrumming, vibrating under Ashley's ministrations and the coed was beginning to wonder if she was hurting her, when she gave a short bark and her hips went wild. She pulled Ashley's face tightly to her pussy and began to hump against her. Ash just held her tongue out and let Cody do as she would. Eventually, the tall woman relaxed her grip and exhaled heavily.

"Not bad for a beginner," she said at last.

"Thanks," Ashley said, sitting up and wiping the excess juices off her cheeks and lips.

Cody stood and from another cubby took out a strap-on harness. She buckled it around her hips and tightened the tabs. Ash had heard of such toys, but never seen one before. She was surprised at how realistic the thick cock looked. Ash watched as the trucker gave her hips an experimental jog or two, causing the thick dildo to bounce before her.

She then piled the pillows up and sat back down on the bed, holding the base of the dildo in one hand.

"Get on," she ordered.

Ashley stood and removed her panties. She was surprised and embarrassed to note the stain at the crotch and feel the unmistakable sensation of being wet and ready when she moved. She placed a knee on the bed and then rose up, holding her body above the cock. Ashley grasped it, and pushed it between her legs, finding the right spot, she held it steady and slowly lowered herself onto it.

It was thick and cold, causing shock waves as it forced its way into her tight channel. Biting her lip, Ash raised up a bit, then lowered herself again. Finally, she felt her pubic bone settle onto Cody's and their pubes mesh. She let her leg down so that she was on her knees in the tall woman's lap.

Cody smiled and reached across the bed to grab a crumpled pack of cigarettes and lighter. She lit one and inhaled deeply. Ash watched, unsure of what was expected of her now.

"Fuck yourself baby," the butch said.

Fem superior. No sweat. She had done this before, but this time it was different. The dildo moving in her seemed to be larger, filling her completely and causing a delicious friction as it caressed her inner walls. She began to ride faster, coming down harder and rubbing her pelvis against Cody's pubic bone and harness. Each time her clit hit the edge of the harness it sent sparks of white-hot pleasure into her system, complimenting the sweet friction the dildo was causing.

Cody let her cig dangle from her lips and jerked Ashley's bra beneath her bouncing breasts. She then sat back and watched impassively as Ash's orgasm approached.

Ashley could feel it building. She felt the clenching of her inner muscles and the tightening in her belly; the precursor spasms that let her know it was almost upon her. Even so, it hit with gale force, beyond anything she had ever experienced when with someone. Although never very vocal, she cried out in her pleasure as the blasts of euphoria shot out from her center and ripped through her body.

She gave herself to it and for an indeterminable time, she lost contact with reality, gliding along on the powerful waves. Cody's hands brought her back to reality, they were on her hips and gently urging her to continue riding. Ashley mechanically responded, slowly raising and lowering herself. Even these halting movements brought massive bursts of pleasure that slowly subsided into soft ripples.

"Keep going," the blonde whispered.

She did. Soon her nipples were rock hard, jutting out from the softer flesh of her tits. Her pussy was clenching and releasing wildly and the tinge in her deepest muscles let her know she was about to come again. This one was less violent, more sublime and altogether absorbing. Two in one session was unknown to her and still Cody's hands urged her on.

Ash complied, riding to a third crashing orgasm and a fourth, before collapsing on the tall woman's thin body.

"No more," she murmured as the butch gently caressed her back and kissed her nose.

"O.K. babes, I gotta get my ass in gear anyway," Cody replied.

Ashley rolled off and curled up in a fetal position as the tall woman stood and removed the harness. She pulled on her jeans and then helped Ash into her blouse and skirt.

"Mind if I keep these?" she asked, holding up Ash's panties.

"Sure," the coed replied, still trying to control the gentle aftershocks that were rocking her lithe frame.

Cody helped her down and settled into the driver's seat. She pulled a twenty out and stuffed it into Ash's bra.

"Take care Kiddo. I'll be remembering that ride for many a moon," she said, before closing the door and pulling away.

A single long blast sounded on her air horn when she hit the ramp and she was gone.

Ashley sat in the vinyl-covered seat and held her hand over her half empty cup of coffee when the waitress came by. She was already wired and felt like she didn't need any more caffeine. She could still see Wanda's face as she dropped her off. The concern there was touching, but Ash knew what she was doing. At least, she hoped she did.

She glanced up expectantly, when headlights shined, but it was a red Pete and she glanced back to her coffee. She had already turned down three invitations to join men for dinner and was beginning to get a little nervous.

Another hour passed and she was just getting ready to call Wanda to come get her when a black Kenworth pulled into the lot. It went around back so Ash had to wait for a while, before Cody came slowly into the restaurant. She looked around and their eyes met. Ash smiled tentatively and the tall woman moved towards her with a stride that spoke of being bone weary. She was also limping slightly.

"Mind if I light and sit?" she asked.

Her face was drawn and there was a haggard look to her that Ash noticed immediately.

"I was hoping you would," Ash replied.

The waitress came over with a cup of coffee and took Cody's order. She sat slumped in the seat and seemed to be close to nodding off.

"Are you all right?"

"Dead tired. Got caught in a traffic jam on 95 in the City. It's backed up miles, the Cross Bronx is a parking lot. Lower deck on the GW was closed and the upper only had one lane open. Cost me almost four hours and I've been highballing to make it up, but I'm still way behind."

She took a big gulp of coffee and a small white pill and had perked up a bit before her food came.

"What are you doing here?" she asked between mouthfuls.

"Waiting for you."

"Really?"

"Really."

"Why?"

"Well," she began hesitantly, "I was hoping you wouldn't mind some company."

Cody seemed genuinely surprised and before she could speak Ashley plunged ahead.

"The semester is over and I'm not signed up for any summer classes. I've spent most of this last two months thinking about you and I was hoping I could tag along for a while."

"I could use the company, but I thought you were just doing it once, for your sorority or whatever?"

Ashley felt the color rising to her face and chest.

"I've never cum like I did with you. Maybe it was just the excitement of getting paid for it, or the novelty, but I don't think so. I catch myself looking at girls now, wondering what they look like naked. I'm not sure, but I want to know more and while I've had an opportunity or two, I'd rather find out with you."

Cody smiled wearily and drained her coffee cup.

"I can't say I haven't dreamed of you or that I'm opposed to getting into your pants again, but you gotta understand something. I'm paid by the mile, and once we leave here if you decide you aren't happy, I can't just bring you back.

"I'm cool with that."

"All right then, grab your shit and meet me out back. I'll only be a minute."

Ash nodded, shouldered her overnight bag and headed out to the lot. She found Cody's truck with no problems and climbed in when the tall woman opened the passenger door for her. She watched as Cody pulled a leather bound book from the pouch behind the seat and made some notations. She then opened a compartment in the console and pulled out an identical book. She shoved it into the pouch and put the one that had been there into the compartment. Closing it firmly before she fired up the engine and they rolled out of the lot.

"What's up with the books?" she asked as the merged onto the highway.

"Logs. Have to keep 'em for Dot."

"Oh," Ashley replied.

She was about to speak when the CB crackled to life.

'Breaker one nine, this is Pecos Joe, anyone got a twenty south of Pa. 172?'

Cody grabbed the mic and keyed it, her eyes never leaving the road.

"Go ahead Joe, you got Dutch,"

'Hey, beautiful. What's your twenty?'

"Just passing Carlisle."

"I got caught in that mess on ninety-five and need to make some time, what's it look like?"

"Weigh station's closed. No bears when I came through, but be careful south of Hazelton, the construction is murder."

'Thanks little lady, I'll catch you on the flip side, Pecos Joe, I'm out and gone.'

"What was that all about?" Ash asked.

"Oh, guess you don't know much about Cb. He was caught in the same traffic that held me up, now he's running behind like I am. He's way north of us, heading south, so he was asking if anyone ahead of him could tell him if he was clear to run fast."

"Do you know him?"

"Nope. Never met him. We just help each other out."

"Oh."

With the adrenalin wearing off and the steady hum of the road Ash soon found herself drifting off.

"None of that, talk to me," Cody said.

"Okay, what should I talk about?"

"Doesn't matter, just talk. I've gotta stay awake and nothing helps like a conversation."

"Well, give me some clue?"

"Tell me what you've been up to since I saw you last,"

"Hmmm, Well, not a lot really."

"Did you get into your sorority?"

"Yeah."

"Was it worth it?"

"Not to get into the sorority. I hardly even go to meetings or the parties."

"Why?"

"Not interested. I mean, some of the girls are cool to hang out with, but most are just a pain in the ass. I don't care who the latest band is or who J Lo is fucking this week. I'm totally uninterested in what the guys over at State College are doing this weekend. The parties are basically meat markets, with a bunch of horny frat guys hitting on anything that seems drunk enough to say 'yes'. Between the booze and the X, that's just about everyone by midnight."

She paused, unsure of how interested Cody would be, but the driver seemed to be listening so she continued.

"It's really all very cliquish and so false. I mean, if I want to get drunk, I don't need anyone egging me on and if I want to get laid, I don't need an audience. The last thing I want to do is get drunk and revved up on X and wind up pulling a train. Some girls get off on it, but it isn't me. I'm really just not a crowd person."

"Me either. So why'd you join?"

"My girlfriend really wanted me to."

"Girlfriend?" Cody asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Not like that, she's just my best friend," Ash said, blushing.

"Good."

"Good?"

"Yeah, good. I don't want any competition," Cody said, laughing when Ash blushed furiously and lowered her eyes.

They talked well into the morning, but eventually Ash felt herself fading and Cody seemed to be in even worse shape. She pulled off at an exit in Virginia somewhere and parked the truck, turning the hazards on.

Without a word, she stripped and crawled into the bed. Ashley shed her shirt and jeans and hesitantly crawled in beside her. She wasn't sure what she expected, but she was suddenly awake and ready. Cody slipped an arm around her, pulled her close and in moments her deep breathing let Ash know she was asleep. Frustrated, disappointed and now dead tired, she soon faded off herself.

When she awoke, she could tell they were moving. She felt the rhythm of the road and the swaying motion of the truck on its springs.

'Heard you had a beaver riding with you?' the Cb called, fully rousing her.

"Yeah, and your loud mouth just woke her up," Cody responded.

"Good Morning," she called over her shoulder after she let off the mike key.

'I'll make it up to her,' the brash voice called.

"Not in this life you won't," Cody responded.

'What's this? Dutch, you getting possessive on me?'

"No more than you are of that broken down old nag of yours."

The response was a deep, masculine baritone.

'Who you callin' old?'

"You, you reprobate from the old age home," Cody replied, laughing.

'Keep it up. Gonna look damned funny when I turn you over my knee.'

"No funnier than you'll look when you find Rita's legs wrapped around my head," Cody responded.

'It's a date!' the feminine voice responded.

'Getting so a guy can't get around without you muff divers bird doggin',' the male voice replied.

"It comes with age, try Viagra," Cody responded.

'I'll Viagra you! Are you stopping in at Momma Tom's?'

"Plannin' on it."

'Good, we'll see you there. You know she would be right put out if you didn't stop in and introduce your girl,' the feminine voice called as Ashley eased into the passenger seat.

"I should be in at about nine, nine-thirty," Cody said, smiling at Ash.

'You must be behind us, we should be in around eight,'

"See ya there," Cody responded, hanging the mic back up.

"Friends of yours?" Ash asked?

"Rita and her husband Donny. They're a team, unusual to catch them both up at once."

"There was a lot of sexual innuendo flying," Ash said carefully.

Cody laughed and pushed her hat back on her head.

"Always is. Rita has a thing for me and Donny knows it. We do a lot of flirting when we talk, but she would never cheat on him. They have a good thing going and he's good for her. Not jealous or controlling. I think he would let her if she really wanted to, but it's more fun and a little interest than anything really hot."

"Good."

"Good?"

"I don't want any competition," Ash said with a big grin.

Cody laughed and put a hand on her knee, giving it a firm squeeze.

"I'm not much, but I'm yours, if you want me," she said, suddenly turning serious.

"I don't know if I'm ready for that," Ash said, covering the trucker's hand with her own.

"Well, we'll see."

Ash sensed she had made a mistake, but she wasn't sure how to correct it.

"What did you mean they were a team?"

"They're a driving team. You can only drive so many hours, then you have to rest so many. We get paid by the mile, so when you're resting, you aren't earning. With a team, one can sleep while the other drives, so you can put twice as many miles down in a day."

"And make twice as much?"

"Mostly. It's harder on your rig, so you end up having to pay more for maintenance, but that's really a pittance usually compared to what you make."

"I thought the trucking companies would pay for that?"

"If you're driving one of their trucks, sure, but you'll never make any money driving for someone. You have to be an owner operator to really make this pay."

"So you actually own this truck?"

"Yep," she said proudly.

Ash smiled at the pride she saw on the tall woman's face.

"Cost me three hundred grand, but I'm near to paying it off. After that, I'll be making real money."

"Don't you ever miss home?"

"No. I stop in from time to time at my Ma's and check up on her, but I get to feeling caged pretty quick. Can't stay at my house in Florida, I'm renting it out."

"You own a house too?" Ash asked, very impressed with Cody.

"Not yet, but I will. I bought it with a loan and rent to a couple from Des Moines. Their rent covers the mortgage payment and then some. I'll have the truck paid off inside of a year, good lord willing and the creek don't rise. Then I'll start sending an extra mortgage payment each month, on top of the one they make. Should save me a load in interest and by the time I'm ready to retire, I can sell the rig and move into my own place."

"Wow, sounds like you got it all figured out."

"Not quite all, but I'm working on it."

"What's missing?"

"A girl, but like I said, I'm working on it," she replied with a wink.

Cody lapsed into silence and Ash found herself deep in thought. This was someone with plans, who was going somewhere, not at all like her. She found Cody sexy, but realizing she was a lot smarter than she appeared and that she had her shit together only made her that much more attractive. Ash wondered about her and began to ask her questions. She seemed reluctant to talk about herself at first, but as the miles wore on she opened up and by the time they reached Momma Tom's diner near the Tennessee line they had established a very comfortable rapport.

Cody pulled in behind the dilapidated building and grabbed her gym bag before getting out. The front porch sagged and the screen door screeched when Cody opened it for Ash. The inside was as run down as the exterior, with equally battered furniture. Several people were eating at the tables, but as soon as they entered a buxom redhead called from a booth.

"Dutch!"

Cody led them over to the booth as the woman and the man sitting next to her rose. She was short, with big tits, a big ass, flaming red hair and ruddy skin. He was slight, with thinning black hair and a long mustache.

"Hey Rita," Cody said, giving the woman a hug and squeeze.

"Hey Donny," She said, giving him a hug too.

"Ya'll, this is Ashley, she's on summer break and riding with me a while. Ash, this is Rita and Donny Koswalski."

"Charmed," the man said, extending his hand.

"Me too," Rita said, giving her a hug.

"Y'all sit down, Momma'll be out in a minute."

Ashley had barely settled into the seat when a large woman in a threadbare dress came out of the back. She sauntered up to the table and nearly pulled Cody out of her seat to give her a hug.