The Trucker and The Accountant By Gerbil, gerbilman@juno.com A story of highway muscle love. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- First she rescues him from a car breakdown, then from the wrath of three brutal thugs, then from loneliness. He wonders how an angel could be wrapped so tightly in an armor of exquisite muscle and beauty. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It was the first time that Walter Goodman had taken a vacation in 3 years and he was cruising down Route 495 towards Virginia Beach to get some sun on his pale thin body. He was 5'4" and weighed only 135 pounds largely because he would live, sleep, eat and breathe accounting. While others pushed up the weights at the gym, his exercise was pushing up the thick glasses on his nose and letting his fingers fly over the numbers on the adding machine. Finally, his boss Ms. Jenkins had almost forced him to take some time off which was why he was making the journey in his 12 year old Volvo. Suddenly he heard a boom, as if a gun had been fired. He turned down the classical station he was listening to, and then their were two more noisy explosions, and his car began to jerk spasmodically and lose power. His speed quickly dwindled to 35 MPH, and he headed to the emergency lane to stop and check out the problem. After five minutes he was able to find the latch to open the hood, and stood staring at the engine, occasionally pushing on a wire or hose. Hoping that his probing would do the trick, he got back in the car to see if it would run any more smoothly, but it wouldn't even turn over. Frustrated, he got out of the car and began to briskly pace beside it and flex his fists. "Well that is just great. I wouldn't be in this mess if I had just stayed home. Darned car." "He hated traffic so he had started out at 2:30 AM, and no cars were in sight to flag down for help, so he rolled up his white long sleeved shirt, then went back to stick his head under the hood and look around some more for a possible cureall. He tried to pull back, but suddenly realized that he was trapped. Something had grabbed onto his shirt; either the thingamajig or the whatchamacallit and he was held firmly in place. After about five minutes, he heard what sounded like huge truck coming, and it was reducing it's speed. "Yes, yes! Help is on the way." He heard the diesel engines just idling behind his car, and it was obvious that the driver had stopped. He heard footsteps advancing and said, "Hello? Is anybody there?" He was surprised when he heard a woman's voice respond, "Hi. Need some help?" Still trapped and held fast by his man-eating Volvo he told her how his car had broken down and now he was stuck. Calmly the lady trucker took hold of his upper body and with little effort removed him from under the hood, but shredded the shirt in the process. Furious, Walter had packed the exact number of shirts he would need for his seven days and now that this woman had ruined one, his vacation was in a shambles. He raged, "What did you do that for? I could have worked my way free." Returning from her truck, she threw him one of her own khaki work shirts. "Calm down and just put that on while I take a look at your engine." Walter slipped the shirt on and looked like a little boy playing dress up in his father's clothes as the sleeves went a good two inches below his fingertips and the shoulder seams rested halfway down his meager bicep. Gazing at the woman bent over his car looking under her hood he realized why it was such a poor fit. Her denim covered bottom was huge, but was in perfect proportion to the massive thighs and calves extending into a pair of tan cowboy boots. Moving out from under the hood and wiping grease from her hands on Walter's "ex-shirt," he realized that in his earlier rage he had been oblivious to her features. Now he could only stare slack-jawed, at her amazing size and beauty. He saw her smile and advance toward him and start to roll up his sleeves as a mother would do to her young son. "Well, it isn't the best fit in the world, but maybe you'll grow into it" she said with a playful pat on his cheek. Walter was furious as he watched her move toward her truck. All his life he had been teased about his small size and he thought he had gotten over it. Maybe it was seeing how beautiful, and self assured this trucking Amazon was and knowing that he didn't stand a chance of appealing to her which reignited the childhood taunts. Calming himself, he accepted the ride that she offered, and great effort, expanding his 5'3" frame climbed into the cab. He marvelled at the muscles jumping in her forearms as she ran through the gears with ease and was in awe of her even more when she informed him that she was driving the rig for the good income while simultaneously finishing her PhD dissertation in Neuroimmunology. She looked over and smiled as she saw him staring at her in dismay with his mouth hanging opened, and said, "Is something wrong?" Walter quickly looked down at his pants and rubbed his palms against his thighs stating, "No, no. I guess I was just a little surprised at the fact that, 1. A woman could be driving a truck, and 2. That you could be so.. so.. well, attractive and have the strength for the job and in addition to that still be...um" She tried to take him out of the hole he was digging for himself and added, "And still have a brain?" She pulled into a truckstop and came to a halt as Walter fumbled for the right words. "It's not that, it's just that most people aren't born with a...um... powerful and attractive looking physique and also are blessed with great intellectual abilities." She smiled, opened the door and exited the cab and Walter quickly followed as she headed toward the diner, hoping he hadn't insulted this strange but exciting woman. He followed her to a booth and she had already brought a menu up to her face. She said, "I thought we could grab a bite to eat before we checked on the closest garage to get your car fixed, if that's okay with you. By the way, my name is Ginny." Walter was amazed at the beautiful smile and perfect teeth coming from the massive beauty sitting across from him, and introduced himself has he shook her huge hand which made his own tiny digits disappear. "Sure that would be fine" he said and grabbed a menu to also look over the choices, occasionally peeking at her beautiful blue eyes as they studied the selections. Just as he was about to make his decision he felt the presence of someone at his left and put his menu down thinking that the waitress had arrived . He was surprised when he looked and saw a big burly man with a day's growth of beard staring down at Ginny with a lecherous grin. He bent over with his face a foot or two from her's and in a slimy come on said "Hey darlin' whadda ya say we lose short stuff here and you and me have a little fun?" Walter felt the blood rise from the bottom of his neck and proceed all the way up through his face. He had suffered through a lifetime of taunts about his small size and they were his main weakness in a life of maintaining control and order. He bravely put his hand on the man's wrist and said, "Excuse me sir, but the lady is with me, and we do not wish to be disturbed, so I will thank you for not bothering her and for leaving us to have our meal in peace." The behemoth tossed his wrist as if shooing a fly and sent Walter's hand flying. "Go away little man while I'm talking to your lady friend." Walter was furious, his heart was pounding wildly and when he saw the man put his fingers on Ginny's cheek to try and caress her he exploded, leaping up and jumping on the hulk's back, holding on for dear life. In a flash the man reached up and grabbed Walter around the head, flipped him over his shoulder to the table and sent a punch to his stomach which felt had put a hole through him. He saw the man's massive fist flying through the air and just before it landed knocking him out he saw Ginny leap from the booth and advance toward the man and two of his buddies which had come to his aid. Then darkness engulfed him and he was out. Walter moaned as he slowly opened his eyes and felt the pounding in his aching head. Gradually he came out of his daze and was able to focus to see himself in a strange hotel room, laying on the bed in just his underwear. He looked up and Ginny was coming out of the bathroom in a short robe rubbing a towel in her wet hair. "Well, I'm glad to see you are finally coming around. You had me worried for a while there." She plunked her large frame beside him on the bed and gently ran her fingers over his forehead and through his hair. "How are you feeling?" Walter brought a forearm to his forehead and weakly responded, "Like I've been run through a Waring blender. What happened?" Ginny smiled and continued her caressing. "Well, after you started the rumble in the cafe, I had to teach the three gentlemen not to hurt my friend. Needless to say, they probably feel a bit worse than you do at this point." Suddenly she pinned Walter's shoulders and with a stern look brought her face to within a foot of his. "Do you realize that that clown and his buddies were twice your size? What in the hell were you thinking?! That was the stupidest most idiotic thing I have ever seen anyone do." After a brief pause, the furious expression eased into a warm smile. "It was also one of the nicest things anyone has ever done for me and I thank you for it." Walter watched as her face slowly moved toward his and their lips joined in a tender kiss which over the course of five minutes became an impassioned battle of exploring tongues. Walter hadn't been with a woman in a while...make that a long while, and he had never been with a beautiful creature who was totally amazing in every way. Her mouth was devouring him as he tried to meet and match her probing tongue, but all he could do was try to keep from passing out and enjoy the ride she was taking him on. Finally she broke the kiss and left him wide-eyed and gasping for breath. "I think we better get some heat on that aching back of yours, and then I will give you a nice massage to try and ease the pain." Ginny helped him into a sitting position, but knew he was in pain when he tried to stand. "Okay, just sit back and wrap your arms around my neck and legs around my waist." Walter did as he was instructed and found himself lifted easily into her massive arms with effortlessly. He could feel the back muscles expanding and contracting and by the time they reached the bathroom his heart was pounding and his erection was prominent. Ginny stood him on top of the toilet and reached to remove his underpants. Walter quickly put his hands down to keep her from pulling them down and Ginny looked up at him. "What's wrong? I need to remove them so I can get you in the shower and get some heat on that back of yours." Walter tried first to tell her that he could shower by himself; then asked to just shower leaving the underwear on, but she wouldn't go for either suggestion. He finally, looked down and said, "I don't want you to see me because I am rather small down there and don't want you to laugh at me." Ginny raised his chin so his eyes were looking into hers and said "Walter, don't be embarrassed. I don't judge a man by his looks or by the size of his penis. You have a big heart and that is what attracts me to a man, and in my opinion is the makings of a REAL man." Walter wasn't totally convinced, but he held his breath, and let her slip his shorts down his legs and over his feet. As she was rising she took his small member in her hand sending shock waves through his whole body and planted a kiss on it's head as she squeezed his balls firmly but lovingly. Walter's head began to spin and before he could pass out she gathered him up once again, and he wrapped his arms and legs around her as before. While one large hand supported his bottom, she bent and turned on the water and stepped in after it was the desired temperature. The warm water hitting his back felt wonderful as Ginny held him securely with one hand and lathered him up with her other hand. Turning him away from the water's spray she said, "Let's get you cleaned up a bit," and proceeded to run her slippery hand up and down his spine. Walter was in heaven, supported by his beautiful Amazon, then he drew in his breath as he felt her fingers creep lower and run along the crack of his bottom. "Relax Walter, I'm not going to hurt you" and she continued to sensuously move up and down between the cheeks of his ass. Suddenly he felt a finger gently probe into his anus and he let out a gasp, but didn't tighten up as his trust in her continued to grow. Her soapy finger moved slowly in and out of him and with a warm smile Ginny said..."Mmmm, I see you like that don't you?" Walter could only let out a moan of pleasure and continue to let her explore his body at will. He felt her remove her finger and was disappointed but it didn't last long as he was quickly moved up her body and his legs came to rest straddling her head, with his cock even with her mouth. He was trapped between his back secure against the ceiling, and her rock hard massive shoulders. His penis was open and totally exposed to her which she proceeded to take into her mouth and slowly take all of him in and suck gently, making him delirious. Even if he had not been completely trapped between her shoulders and the ceiling her mouth now had so much control of his cock that he could not have closed his legs if he had wanted to. He found it harder and harder to breathe as she hungrily devoured him and when she reentered her finger into his rectum he came uncontrollably. Ginny savored every drop and allowed him to regain some of his breath then brought him back down to encircle her body with his arms and legs once again. She smiled at him and said, "That was delicious." Walter hugged her around the neck resting his chin on her shoulder and whispered a satisfied, "You are incredible." Ginny bent to turn off the water and exit from the shower, once again having Walter stand on the toilet to dry him off. After drying both of them she proceeded to give him a piggy back ride into the bedroom them playfully tossed him on to the bed, pinned his arms with ease. She smiled at him and began to kiss his cheeks and neck, then moved to his lips causing him once again to get an erection. He had come to the conclusion that there was no way he could resist this woman, so he decided to accept her total control over him and just enjoy it. He longed to give back some of the pleasure she had given him and when she turned around and faced his feet, covering his face with her buttocks and furry pussy he saw his opportunity to try. She once again took his penis into her mouth and Walter tentatively began to explore her muscular glutes and vagina. He had never given oral sex to a woman before and although inexperienced, his probing tongue and her guiding moans allowed him to learn how to properly please a woman. The taste and smell of her was like nothing he had ever experienced and as she bore down and tightened her grip on his head, his tongue probed deeper and deeper and worked faster as her breathing increased and her bucking ass grew more out of control. He wanted desperately to hold off on his own orgasm and please this woman, but he didn't know if he would be able to, ready to cum at any moment. Driving his tongue further into the lovely fur covered entrance, just as he was about to lose hope he felt her legs contract, nearly crushing his skull, and a huge growling moan come from Ginny's lips. He could barely breath, but it didn't matter if he died, because he knew that he had given a little bit of pleasure to the most beautiful creature on earth. Finally she released his head and smiled, as she moved up to lay beside him and put her arm around him so his head was resting on her shoulder. Hesitantly Walter questioned in a low voice, "Was it okay?" Ginny gave his head a kiss and caressed his upper back and said, "It felt wonderful." No other words could have brought the incredible feeling of warmth that flowed through Walter and he nuzzled further into her shoulder and kissed her neck with a loving, "I'm glad." Ginny broke the silence with an incredible offer. "You know Walter, if you really don't have anything pressing at the beach, I would love for you to accompany me on the rest of my run." Walter couldn't believe his ears and wondered what this muscle goddess could possibly see in him. Afraid to believe that she could actually want to be with him, he needed more reassurance. "Well, I do have reservations, my car needs to be fixed, and I would only be in your way." She grabbed him by the hair and looked him in the eyes and with a smile said, "Well if that's all, I'm glad you will be with me: The reservations are easily cancelled, they can fix your car and we can pick it up on the way back, and as far as being in the way, this is all I have to say about that;" and she proceeded to once again explore his mouth with a delicious loving kiss. She broke the kiss and looked down at his little hard-on then looked back to Walter and said "Good, that settles it. Call the motel and cancel the reservations, then the garage and tell them we will be dropping off your car. She headed towards the bathroom to get dressed, then turned and added, "During the next week I plan to teach you some self defense moves in case you try to come to my rescue again, and at night we can work on some other moves which you may also be interested in learning." With a wink, she turned and added, " Hope you'll be up to it." Watching her bare muscular buttocks and back move into the bathroom Walter silently prayed, "God; so do I."