Then a bright red Peterbilt with a nationally known company logo on the doors came slowly rolling in. I recognized the logo as one of our regular haul...rs. The driver pulled into the center of the main lot to park as the signage directs them to do. The driver then shut the rig down and sat there a while. I figured he was filling out his logbook before climbing into his bunk for the night. If a driver has business at the warehouse the next day they are allowed to sleep on the lot, but they need. “I’m your sister, and it’s gross.” “I know you’re my sister.” he said, patiently. “But you’re also a pretty girl, one that smells good, and feels great laying against me like this. I’m only human, you know.” He paused. “A teenaged male human.” As he said this, he pushed the front of his boxers down and exposed his cock. “Men.” she snorted, trying not to laugh, but just then she felt him swelling against her backside again. “Is that… it is!” she said. “God, Billy, two minutes, and it’s already. He stretched and yawned before rolling to his back, robbing me of his butt crack. He gave me a sheepish look and said, “Wow. We got pretty drunk last night, huh?”“Well, yeah, but we did a lot more too,” I said. Tony barked a short laugh.“Do you feel bad about it? You cried a lot.” He was worried we’d messed up our friendship.“No. I don’t know why that happened. It felt like some release or something. But I don’t feel bad about ... what we did to each other. We sucked each other off.”“Yeah, I. When we got back to the room Mrs O went straight into the shower and i poured a couple of drinks.She came out a little while later wearing a bath towel and sat down to dry her hair. Once dried she swapped the towel for a short white cotton wrap around that tied up at the side and took her book and drink outside. Half the balcony was still in the sun so she pulled the lounger back toward the door and lay down with her book. I was still inside the room sitting directly behind her head with a good.