The guy beside me hadn't turned around, I glanced towards his lap and there was a little bulge there. That might've just been the material though, I l...oked out the window and tried to ignore everything around me. The bus stopped again and I'm sure the colour must've drained out of my face when a young couple sat directly opposite us.The girl was cute, she had little shorts and a tank top on and she looked about a year or two older than me. The guy was okay looking, he had some black joggers on. When I got back with our drinks, things got surprisingly even more detailed.“Do you eat ass?” Kyle asked, practically right out of the gate.I didn't see any reason to hold back anything from that point. “Yeah—depending on the ass. I love getting mine eaten, too.”“Good to know... I could definitely see myself burying my face into that sexy behind of yours.”I was a little surprised by the suggestion of that statement but I'd be lying if I didn't say that the thought of his face stuck between my. Well honey, leaning next to him at the counter. Its like Nascar. Those drivers started with playing with matchbox cars. Then building Lego cars. Then Model cars. Then driving grandpa’s truck (thinkin back to grandpa, -Anyways, Back to the story). Before you know it those driver’s have a brand new machine to race around in. My skills allow me to drive my hubby sort of speak. You know if those driver don’t respect their cars, what happens. Oh yes, he said, sounding like an expert on. Her reply was that she might surprise me if she had nothing to do as it was close to where she lives.I have to say this came as a big surprise, she is eighteen and stunningly beautiful. I am an overweight lorry driver and in my fourties.I left and headed for the lorry park where I showered and had a meal, then returned to my lorry, slipped on my T shirt and shorts, closed the curtains and started to play on my laptop.About an hour passed and I was aware it was dark outside and the lorry park.