“Ahhhh like I said though, it’s been a while since I’ve been a pervert – not by choice however. Besides, you never did
define pervert” he added.
“Hmmm true…I suppose ‘pervert’ is subjective. What some might consider perverted, others consider a turn on.”
“Exactly. My wife considers all but straight ‘man on top’ sex a perversion.”
“Really!? Well that’s perverted in its own way”, Shelly stated then took a long drink of her beer.
“My sentiments exactly”, Brent answered then took a drink and added, “So what do you consider perverted? You
know, just to have another woman’s perspective”, he smiled.
Kris seemed reflective, carefully phrasing her answer. She was a very attractive woman; her not too slender body filled
her blouse and jeans to perfection. The topic of conversation, her attractiveness and her close proximity was defiantly a
turn on for him now.
“Well, it depends on my mood actually. Sometimes, when things are ……you know….. involved, less things seem
perverted”, Kris answered with a shy smirk.
“Ha ha…”, Brent responded with a smile, “Well put….even if it was evasive.”
“Well a lady needs a few secrets”, Kris grinned.
“Hmmmm, I suppose. Hey are you finding it getting colder in here?”
“Yes actually, but I’m not surprised, when this rig idles it doesn’t give lots of heat. I’ll put on the electric back in the
bunk – should help”
“Ok. Boy you’re set up with about everything. Question though, what about a washroom?”
“Nope sorry. There is one over there though”, she pointed at a building on the edge of the rest stop.”
“Ok, I better go out then. This beer is going right through me.”
“Ok, I’ll try to warm this place up while you are gone”.
Brent slipped out of the cab and into the cold. He raced across the parking lot to the washroom. He did his business
and was back to the truck in a few minutes.
He climbed into the passenger seat, and closed the door. Kris was no longer in the driver’s seat. He turned and saw her
in the bunk, again reaching into the fridge. “Another beer?”
“Please”.
“I turned on the electric heater back here. C’mon back.”
Brent could defiantly not refuse that offer, she was sitting up on the bed with her pink comforter tucked up to her chin.ÂÂ
She was obviously cold as well.
He climbed onto the bed and sat up beside her, there was no other option, thankfully. Brent took the beer Kris offered.
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“Thanks. And it is quite a bit warmer back here.” He added removing his coat.ÂÂ
“Want to watch a movie or something?” Kris asked.
“Ummm define ‘Something'”, Brent grinned.
“Oh, you’re bad! …. Oh that’s right you ARE a pervert.” She laughed, “Pick a movie!” she stated in pretend authority.
“Ok, ok….geez…. Where do you keep them?”
“Under the TV in the cupboard”
Brent opened the cupboard and reviewed the titles. He really didn’t care what they watched; he just wanted to get back
onto the bed with Kris.  He grabbed one that sounded interesting and slipped it into the VCR. He turned back and
climbed along the bed back to sit/lay beside Kris.ÂÂ