God, I couldn't wait to leave on the road trip out to Texas. Not that I was all that excited to go to Texas, but I'd spent so much time with Drew planning this trip, I was like a kid waiting for summer vacation. We'd looked at all the different bars, clubs, and breweries in the area and planned to hit the ones that looked like the most fun.
Because, fuck, if I was going to drive across the country to watch one of my best friends tie the knot with his girl, then I was going to make damn sure I made the most of it.
The wedding probably wouldn’t be super exciting, even if I was psyched to see Josh. His family was great, but not exactly party animals, and weddings in general are too stuffy and formal for my tastes. There was always the chance his wife-to-be would have fun friends or some smoking hot bridesmaids I could fool around with, but I wasn't going to bet my life on it. If there was one thing my father had taught me growing up, it was to always have a plan and a backup plan.
I'd spent the last few years of my life putting that into play when it came to getting as much action as I possibly could. So far, it hadn't failed me yet!
So, when it finally came time to load up the car, I was practically bouncing with excitement. It really did feel like I was a kid getting ready to head to Disney. Except my idea of fun wasn't riding roller coasters. I was planning on being the one ridden on this vacation!
"Got everything?" I asked when Drew walked out of the apartment. We had the back of my SUV loaded with our suitcases already. Our backpacks and snacks were all in the backseat in easy reach of whoever was in the passenger seat. We also had some booze stashed in the trunk as well, just in case.
You never know when you're gonna bring someone back to the hotel room for some partying!
Drew nodded, looking thoughtful. I could tell he was mentally going over his checklist as he walked. "I think so. We've got the important stuff, anyway. Anything else we can just pick up at a store along the way."
"Sounds good to me!" It sounded better than scouring the apartment for whatever mysterious item we were forgetting. Because, let's face it, there's always something you forget. "Let's get on the road then!"
Drew didn't need to be told twice. Practically before I blinked he was hopping into the passenger seat, ready to go. Judging by the grin on his face, he was just as excited about this as I was.
"First stop, Tucson!" I said, turning the car on and putting it in drive. Then, we were off!
The drive out of the city was Hell, but driving in San Diego was always some level of Hell. Once we were on the Interstate out of the city though, it was wide open roads. Well, not necessarily wide, so much as winding, but the point still stands. We were on the road to Pussyville!
We'd gone about two hours or so when we came across a rest area. Neither of us needed to go, but I figured it'd be a good chance to empty our bladders and stretch for a couple minutes. God only knew when the next rest area would be, and I really didn't fancy stopping at some podunk gas station in the middle of bumfuck unless I absolutely had to.
Besides, we weren't on a tight schedule or anything so there was no reason not to stop while we had the chance.
We were just coming out of the restrooms, joking about one thing or another when a woman stepped out in front of us. She had to be at least old enough to be our mother, but she was dressed like some of the girls at the clubs. Low cut tank top that showed off ample cleavage and shorts that were barely long enough to even be considered shorts. I had a feeling if she turned around and bent over, we'd be able to see her ass hole.
"Where you boys heading?" she asked, her voice low and seductive.
Drew and I looked at each other, eyebrows raised. Neither of us was opposed to a rest stop hookup, but it certainly hadn't been expected. Especially not from a woman old enough to be our mother. But, I had to admit, she wasn't bad looking for someone her age. If I'd seen her in a club, I probably wouldn't have thought twice about nailing her.
No, scratch that. If I'd been in a club, I'd have been at least half drunk. At that point, I'd have definitely nailed her.
"Heading to Texas," I replied, grinning at her. Maybe our Wild Ride was going to be getting underway sooner than I'd thought! Definitely not how I'd expected to kick things off, but I wasn't about to pass up a possible shot at getting laid. Even if it meant a threesome in the backseat of the SUV!
She walked over to me and ran a finger down my chest, setting her charm and seduction to the maximum. Clearly, she was looking to get laid, there was no doubt about that. "Feel like giving me a ride?" she asked, practically purring.
"Well, I've certainly got something you can ride." The words were out of my mouth before I knew it. Too much time in the clubs had me blunt and honest when it came to wanting a bit of action. The woman didn't seem put off by it though. If anything, her eyes lit up like it was Christmas morning. "In fact, I bet we both have something you could ride."
"Oh, I bet you big boys do." Her hand dropped to my crotch, grabbing my package and massaging it. It didn't take long at all before my cock was rock hard and ready for some action. "Think you boys can afford it? I charge extra for a threesome, you know."
In that moment, it was like a light bulb went off in my head. No wonder she was so eager to hook up with us and why she'd looked so excited when I'd flirted back from her. She wasn't just a horny woman looking to get plowed in the backseat of a rest area. She was a hooker, hoping to score big from two horny guys.
She probably spent her days going from rest area to rest area, screwing travelers and truckers. It wasn't a bad gig, I had to give her that, but I'd never paid for sex before, and I wasn't about to start now. It was easy enough to find free pussy. Why would I ever bother paying for it?
I took her hand off my crotch and smile at her. "Sorry, honey. We've gotta get back on the road. Better luck next time."
The woman glared at me like I'd just run over her dog, then backed up and did it again. Then, like it had never happened, she sidestepped to stand in front of Drew. "How about you, handsome? Feel like giving me a ride?"
When she reached out to caress him, Drew caught her wrist. He shook his head and smiled, trying to be as polite as possible. "Sorry. Not interested."
She yanked her arm out of his grip, then shot him a death glare of his own. Without another word to either of us, she stomped off, muttering curses under her breath. Damn, we'd definitely avoided a crazy one, it seemed, and I was eager to get the hell out of that place before she went slit our tires or some shit.
We waited until she was out of earshot, then turned to each other and burst out laughing. "Damn, we've only been on the road a couple hours and we've already had a hooker try to solicit us! Let's hope that's night a sign of how the rest of the trip is going to go!”
I didn't mind buying a girl some drinks or a meal if we were out on a date, but there was no way in Hell I was going to just give a woman cash to fuck me. Not in this lifetime, anyway!
We laughed all the way back to the car, more than ready to get back on the road. We still had a couple hours ahead of us, and we both wanted to be at the hotel in enough time to go hit the bars.
This trip was going to rock.
# # #
"I can't believe some hooker tried to pick us up at a truck stop," Drew said as we drove down the highway.
I laughed and shook my head, still shocked at it myself. I'd been to plenty of rest stops over the years, but that was the first time a hooker had ever approached me. I'd heard stories about women who worked rest areas, hooking up with truckers to make quick cash, but I'd always assumed they were legends.
Apparently not!
"God, that was priceless. The look on her face when we caught on to what she was up to is one I'm never going to forget!" Even now I could clearly see the look of anger on her face, like we'd been leading her on the entire time then turned against her. It was crazy, but damn was it going to make for a good story. "Josh is going to flip his shit when we tell him about this!"
Already, I could see his face when we told him about this. He'd be pissed he hadn't been there with us! I wasn't sure his wife-to-be would find it as hilarious, but he sure would. And even though I wasn't going to pay a hooker for sex, I had to admit, it sure as hell made our road trip start off with a bang!
Just not a literal one in this case.
I rolled my shoulder, working out the kinks. We still had a ways to go today and I couldn't wait to see what else would unfold for us. I mean, really, what could top a truck-stop-hooker?
Well, I'm sure someone was topping her, but it definitely wasn't us.
Honestly, the whole thing wouldn't have been as funny if it'd happened later in the trip. The fact that it happened a couple hours into our first day on the road made it that much better. I really hoped that was a sign of things to come, because if it was, then we were in for some fun adventures!
"Wonder what'll be waiting for us at the next rest area," I said with a grin. "Maybe a guy in trench coat selling used panties? Or a raver trying to sell us some killer drugs!"
Drew hooted and hollered as he cracked up in the passenger seat. I couldn't really blame him either. I'd have been laughing harder if I wasn't the one driving. But as funny as I found all of this, I wasn't going to risk driving off the road!
Either way though, this was bound to be one hell of an adventure!
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