THE SLEEPER Betty and Mary Lou Update: 29/03/1998 to misc3 Hello, my name's Jake, and I'm a long haul trucker. I've heard that some of you folks out there like to hear about catfights. I've seen more than a few girls tussle in my day, but recently I got to see one up real close and personal and I'd thought I write and tell you about it. Now long haul trucking is a lonely way of life what with a man being away from his mily so much and all. I'm here to tell you it would be a whole lot lonelier still if it weren't for the sweet little honeys that ride the highways and make the truck stops their home.Many has been the time that I gave some girl a ride and then she returned the favor if you know what I mean. Now I best tell you up front that I'm a married man. I met my Betty 10 years ago waiting tables in a truck stop south of Nashville. Her pretty blue eyes and tight little ass caught my attention right away and have kept it ever since. We got married about 6 months after we met, and moved to Knotsville where we setup housekeeping. Now Betty when to school at nights and eventually got a job teaching little kids. She teaches nine months out of the year and goes with me in the truck during the summer. It was this summer hauling that eventually got me into trouble. One night in the spring of 91, I was on my first run after school let out and Betty was with me, sacked out in the sleeper behind the cab. About 2 AM I pulled into a stop near Phoenix for gas, when a cute little honey named Mary Lou came up to me. She asked if she could catch a ride with me heading west. She looked to be about 25 with long black hair and a fetching smile. She wasn't wearing nothing but this little red miniskirt and that showed a lot of leg and a heap of cleavage. It didn't take no genius to figure out that this girl was a pro, but I'm an easy going sort of fella and told her to climb right on up. A short time later, I wheeled the big rig back onto the highway and we were headed west. I was keeping one eye on the road and the other on Mary Lou's bare thighs when she turned around to face me and said, "So you like what you see ?" I told her that I reckoned I did, that she was damn cute and sexy as hell. She asked me all coy like whether I'd like to see a little more. Next thing I know, she's pulled her dress off over her head. That Mary Lou was a fine looking woman, busty and naked as a jay bird sitting right over there in the right side of the truck. My eyes near bugged right out of my head. Mary Lou, she looks at me and says, "You can do a lot more that looking if you make it worth my while." I had a big roll of bills in my pocket from a previous drop and thought what the hell, why not. We dickered over the price some, and finally came to a mutually satisfying arrangment, don't you know. Mary Lou slipped off her sandals and slid over next to me. She gave me a long lingering kiss and ran her hand lightly over my crotch. "Find a rest stop big boy", she purred, "and I'll be waiting back here to make all you dreams come true." Then she popped open the door to the sleeper and crawled in back. It wasn't till after she closed the door, that I remembered that my wife was sleeping back there. I damn near pissed my pants when I rememebered, but I just kept on driving. What else could I do? I was afraid to open the door because I might wake Betty up, so I just sat there hoping and praying that Mary Lou would have enough sense to crawl back out before it was too late. It wasn't two minutes before the screaming and thumping in the sleeper told me I could forget about that. I pulled the truck over into the break down lane and brought the big rig to a stop. After a moment of hesitation, I turned around and popped open the sleeper door and got the sight of my life. Betty and Mary Lou were fighting stark naked right there in the sleeper. Now as it turns out, Betty sleeps in the buff, always has. When Mary Lou went crawling into the back, it woke Betty up. It didn't take her too long to figure out what a naked girl in the back of the truck meant. Betty was on her before Mary Lou knew what hit her. Now Betty was something of a country gal and knows pretty much how to handle herself. As for Mary Lou, I never saw a truck stop whore that couldn't fight. What with both of them being naked and all, the fight got mean and dirty real quick. They were both pulling hair, slapping, and grabbing tits and ass while they rolled all over the place. I thought about reaching in to break it up, but one look from my wife convinced me I was better off staying in the cab. Well they when at it for a while, wrestling on the floor and cursing under their breath, until my wife got on top of Mary Lou and started pinning her to the floor. Betty just about had her down when Mary Lou reached up and grabbed a mouthful of tit. My wife screamed like a fire alarm and slapped Mary Lou so hard it sounded like a tire blowing out. Betty rolled off of her and the two got to their knees and grappled breast to breast. Eventually Betty fell back and kicked Mary Lou in the stomach, knocking her half way across the compartment. The two of them sat there a while, glaring at each other and catching there breath. After a couple of minutes, Mary Lou spread her legs wide and starting massaging her cunt. She looked over at Betty and said, "If you had what it takes down here, your man wouldn't be looking for any road side honey." "That's a lie", Betty replied. "You don't have to be a whore to fuck like one. I could screw you under the table if I was of a mind too." "Oh yeah", Mary Lou snarled, "well prove it then", and thrust her pussy forward in challenge. "OK", Betty replied, as she spread her legs and began edging forward to meet her. Next thing I know, the two of them are tangled up pussy to pussy in the center of the floor and are rubbing away at each other. I was shocked, here was my sweet wife of six years, fucking cunt to cunt with a truck stop whore. It was just about all I could stand to keep watching. Well the two of them just kept at it, bumping and grinding their pussies together as they lay on the sleeper floor. After a couple of minutes, I could hear smacking sounds as the two of them began to get wet and stick together. Pretty soon they were both panting and moaning. Every now and then one of the girls would cup a breast and glare at her opponent, but neither of them would stop. They kept at it for over 15 minutes when suddenly, Mary Lou's whole body kind of tensed up and she let out a deep shuddering moan. My wife set up and laughed. Mary Lou cursed her, then jumped up and grabbed her by the hair and the fight was on again. Betty pulled Mary Lou back down on the floor by her tits and the two of them locked up so tight, I couldn't tell who was who. They just lay there on the floor wiggling and squirming around. I could tell they were both trying to get their hands inside and every now and then someone would grab a tit or twist a nipple and the other would groan in pain. They kept fighting like that until Betty finally managed to get a couple of fingers into Mary Lou's pussy and started scratching her up. Mary Lou just when limp all of a sudden and starting crying and begging Betty to stop. Betty rolled her over onto her back and climbed on top of her. Then, keeping her right fingers in Mary Lou's crotch, she edged up until she was sitting on her face. Betty looked down and caught some of Mary Lou's hair up in her left hand. She said, " Now it's my turn bitch, and you had better mind your manners." With that, she pulled Mary Lou's face up between her thighs. After a few minutes, Betty starts to moan softly and I can tell that Mary Lou is licking her were it counts. About five minutes later, Betty comes with a scream and lets Mary Lou's head drop back on the floor. Well as soon as she catchs her breath, Betty pulled Mary Lou out of the sleep and kicked her right out of the trucked naked as a jaybird on route 506 at 3 in the morning. We drove off then and Betty didn't throw her things out the window until we were a good half mile down the road. I figured that my life was over with, but the next thing I know, Betty is giving me a blow job right there in the cab as we're heading down the road. Well we pulled into a stop for breakfast about 7 AM. After we got down from the cab, Betty comes over and gives me a deep sweet kiss. Then she kicked me in the balls so hard, I had to lay on the ground by the truck for the next hour. Well Betty and me, we finally patched things up, but she made one thing very clear. If I can't keep it in my pants when I'm on the road, she'll keep it in the icebox till I can come back for it. You know what, I don't think she's joking and I'm never gone to test her to find out.