He took my hand in his and replied, "Pleased to meat you Dave."We talked a bit as we lined up to punch in and headed to our work areas.During morning ...reak we talked at the picnic tables out in back of the main building. Jack had been referred by another gay man who had worked at the plant for several years. He had aced his interview with short fat Jim our foreman. That was how I knew he was gay, not to mention after blowing Jim the previous afternoon he told me about Jack.A week later big Hank. "Ahh, I knew you would learn to love me," she cooed."That's right, kiss me, my little lesbian slut."I felt annoyed at that remark but told myself she was just playing it for the video.Deciding to at least play my part well, I stuck my tongue out and ran it slowly over her slit.I hesitated for a moment when I tasted a wet spot on her panties, but found the taste to be surprisingly arousing.Her taste was stronger than my own and I couldn't deny the tingling in my own pussy as I pressed my tongue. We were on the ground and I was face down and he on top. He was fully embedded inside me stretching me in ways unimaginable, we copulated meters from parked cars, he bringing new meaning to the word, 'Service station'.Having 'Seeded' me he lay panting on top of my nude body, still hard inside, milking every fine feeling of being inserted inside another mans play-hole. I could feel his hardness as my vagina enmeshed his total length I wrapped around him like a warm tight condom, his freshly. I had no idea what I was going to do when I saw Chris's truck in the truck stop parking lot and believe me when I say I spent the entire three-hour drive thinking of nothing else. Would I see the truck and chicken out, just drive through the lot and keep on going? Would I just have coffee with him in the coffee shop, thank him again for the ring he had given me, and then go on to visit my branch office? Or would the wetness between my legs (oh yes, I'd been thinking about his cock ever since.