Straight Male / 47
Turned The Tables.
I'm the senior delivery agent ( truck driver) for a national appliance chain. Thanks to corporate's new fast track and inclusive hiring, my colleagues and I ended up with a new delivery coordinator and safety agent. Allison is in her early 20's, very slight in build, but she makes up for it with her nasty attitude. In her world, everything has to be her way, it's all about the numbers and the customer is always right, regardless. I've tried to explain that it's different out on the road, but she knows it all.
A few days ago, I was informed that there were a few deliveries that needed to be done, and it was my turn to work Sunday. I showed up and had my 28 foot trailer in the loading bay when Allison showed up to tell me my helper banged in and I had to go solo. I reminded her that company policy forbid that, and after a while she said she would go as my helper. Some help! We headed out to the local fuel stop, and there I was routing my deliveries when she told me that I'm supposed to follow the order that they are assigned in. I asked, what jackass assigned them, and she said she did. I showed her the map , not GPS, and that we were backtracking all over following her plans. I started showing her how to plan a route, and she ended up sitting on the toolbox between the seats to see what was going on. I jumped out and finished adding DEF and paid up. When I got in the truck, I told her to seat belt in and we were off.
It was obvious it was her first time in a tractor trailer. People cutting me off, swinging turns wide and driving city streets had her a bit nervous. We got to the first stop, and I had to double park, a strict no-no in her world. I had her put on her safety vest and get out and place some cones behind the truck. I dropped the lift and we rolled the pallet jack on and delivered to the first customer who said the washer needed to be put in the basement. When we scouted it out, there were no basement stair yet. I told Allison to deal with it. She came back out crying because the contractor really chewed her out . I loaded the washer back in the trailer and as I was strapping it in, Allison was trying to get her shit together. I gave her a hug and told her she needed to get some thick skin to do this job.
Our next delivery was out of the city, up in the mountains. We had a nice talk as we headed up there. When we got close, I called the customer who assured me tractor trailers come down this road all the time. We headed up this skinny dirt road and I sent Allison to meet the customer. I saw no place to turn around, so I did the refrigerator delivery and told Allison she needed to walk behind the trailer and guide me down to a safe turn around. I backed into a cow pasture with a great view. It took a while, maybe quarter mile, and she looked spent. I told her it was lunch time, and opened the trailer , flipped 2 smaller boxes to sit on. Don't ask what happened next, she lost it. Crying, apologizing for her attitude, she was a mess.
Yeah, I tried to console her and ended up looking her in the eyes and kissing her. She told me to stop, but I did it again and she started kissing me back. Now, the back of a trailer is not a romantic place, but we both knew what was next. I lifted her onto the washing machine box, stood between her legs and removed that damn vest. As I unsnapped her jeans, she lifted her butt a little and I slid her pants and panties off. Then I guess what was a complete shock to her, I kissed the insides of her thighs and kissed just above her pussy on that pelvic bone. I heard a gasp, and worked my way down. Turns out she's quite talkative when she's excited. From " No, what are you doing?" to "Please No, Please" After a little bit she was full on! I was licking straight up and down from almost her asshole to just past her clit and back. Big, broad slow licks. I knew she was there and didn't change a thing until I slipped my thumb into her. That's when she shut up and started quaking.
When I was done, I wiped my face with a rag, and told her we had to be going, we had another stop. Allison tried to argue, but I wasn't having it. She got dressed and we headed down the mountain. Las t stop wasn't bad and we made it back to the store. The following Monday, Allison had a " team meeting" where she updated some of her policies. Since then she's a bit nicer especially to me. I now work 4 days + Sunday twice a month. And, she has volunteered to work Sundays.
A few days ago, I was informed that there were a few deliveries that needed to be done, and it was my turn to work Sunday. I showed up and had my 28 foot trailer in the loading bay when Allison showed up to tell me my helper banged in and I had to go solo. I reminded her that company policy forbid that, and after a while she said she would go as my helper. Some help! We headed out to the local fuel stop, and there I was routing my deliveries when she told me that I'm supposed to follow the order that they are assigned in. I asked, what jackass assigned them, and she said she did. I showed her the map , not GPS, and that we were backtracking all over following her plans. I started showing her how to plan a route, and she ended up sitting on the toolbox between the seats to see what was going on. I jumped out and finished adding DEF and paid up. When I got in the truck, I told her to seat belt in and we were off.
It was obvious it was her first time in a tractor trailer. People cutting me off, swinging turns wide and driving city streets had her a bit nervous. We got to the first stop, and I had to double park, a strict no-no in her world. I had her put on her safety vest and get out and place some cones behind the truck. I dropped the lift and we rolled the pallet jack on and delivered to the first customer who said the washer needed to be put in the basement. When we scouted it out, there were no basement stair yet. I told Allison to deal with it. She came back out crying because the contractor really chewed her out . I loaded the washer back in the trailer and as I was strapping it in, Allison was trying to get her shit together. I gave her a hug and told her she needed to get some thick skin to do this job.
Our next delivery was out of the city, up in the mountains. We had a nice talk as we headed up there. When we got close, I called the customer who assured me tractor trailers come down this road all the time. We headed up this skinny dirt road and I sent Allison to meet the customer. I saw no place to turn around, so I did the refrigerator delivery and told Allison she needed to walk behind the trailer and guide me down to a safe turn around. I backed into a cow pasture with a great view. It took a while, maybe quarter mile, and she looked spent. I told her it was lunch time, and opened the trailer , flipped 2 smaller boxes to sit on. Don't ask what happened next, she lost it. Crying, apologizing for her attitude, she was a mess.
Yeah, I tried to console her and ended up looking her in the eyes and kissing her. She told me to stop, but I did it again and she started kissing me back. Now, the back of a trailer is not a romantic place, but we both knew what was next. I lifted her onto the washing machine box, stood between her legs and removed that damn vest. As I unsnapped her jeans, she lifted her butt a little and I slid her pants and panties off. Then I guess what was a complete shock to her, I kissed the insides of her thighs and kissed just above her pussy on that pelvic bone. I heard a gasp, and worked my way down. Turns out she's quite talkative when she's excited. From " No, what are you doing?" to "Please No, Please" After a little bit she was full on! I was licking straight up and down from almost her asshole to just past her clit and back. Big, broad slow licks. I knew she was there and didn't change a thing until I slipped my thumb into her. That's when she shut up and started quaking.
When I was done, I wiped my face with a rag, and told her we had to be going, we had another stop. Allison tried to argue, but I wasn't having it. She got dressed and we headed down the mountain. Las t stop wasn't bad and we made it back to the store. The following Monday, Allison had a " team meeting" where she updated some of her policies. Since then she's a bit nicer especially to me. I now work 4 days + Sunday twice a month. And, she has volunteered to work Sundays.
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