The driver was a cookie cutter ‘truck driver’, complete with worn cover-alls and faded red cap. ‘Where you headed,’ he asked in a gruff voice,...small, piggish eyes looking her over. Something about him made her want to puke. Part of her wanted to get out, but it was so cold and so late. She had been around enough gruff types to be able to take care of herself. Her right hand slid into her jacket pocket and clenched the brass knuckles she carried. From her experience a broken nose usually stopped. She didn’t seem too upset and after I got on and started up, she sort of climbed on in front, mostly sitting in my lap and firmly grinding down on my erection. It had no suspension and every jolt jammed my erection into Debbie’s softness. She took one of my hands and pressed it between her legs, covering it with both her hands to look as discrete and innocent as possible to any possible onlookers as we sped down the road. We arrived at the long dirt road of her driveway and she had me pull into. So even while she was in uniform, I held the image of her in her street clothes. I’m sure she noticed. Not that my penis was sticking straight out, but I’m sure she could tell that it had grown in my pants. This was another thing I didn’t know at the time. Girls pay attention to our penises. At least if they don’t hate us. I believe she was flattered by my penis’s approval. Ok, the affair. As I said, it was brief, and here is how it started. One Saturday morning, Sharon was the morning hostess. Holly moaned into my mouth as she orgasmed. I pressed hard on her clit, trying to bring on another climax for her. Holly moaned but didn't cum again. I looked at Javon, his cock was now hard and pointing out from his body. I glanced at the clock on the nightstand, ten more minutes to go. I motioned for Javon to join us. He was on his back and Holly moved her pussy over his face. She held herself up so Javon could breathe. I mounted Javon's cock. He was extra hard this time, just like he was the.