"Blue-eyed boys are always getting me into trouble," she said in a sultry voice.
I smiled, as I looked into those warm brown Latina eyes, so soft yet full of mischief.
"I'll be back in a sec guys," said Tracy as she got up from the table and headed towards the ladies room.
"Jack," said Mike, the cook I was relieving, "you need to be careful with Tracy, her name used to be Tommy."
"I know Mike," I replied, "we met last night."
Yes, that was when I met Tracy. I had worked the evening shift at the truck stop and as I walked home through the park, I overheard an argument coming from a wooded area. I decided to investigate and soon saw a big guy standing over a woman that was trying to get up off the ground.
"I'm gonna mess you up bad you faggy bitch," he roared as he grabbed a handful of her blouse to pull her up by while he drew back to strike her.
Without thinking, I launched myself forward and grabbed his fist with one hand, jerking him back. As He spun towards me with a snarl, I drove the heel of my palm into his nose as hard as I could. He fell backwards with a thud and I quickly kicked him in the nuts for good measure. He groaned loudly and curled into a ball as I turned to help the lady up. As I helped her brush off her clothes she thanked me profusely. Turning, as I heard a rustling behind me, I saw the man on his hands and knees, attempting to get up. Again I didn't think, simply reacted and kicked his blood splattered face hard, putting him down for the count.
"Is he dead?" she asked when she saw no movement from his sprawled body.
"No," I replied, "but he'll have one hell of a headache when he comes to later. By the way, I'm Jack."
"I'm Tracy, Jack, and I am so glad you came along when you did. I sure picked up a bad one this time."
"I guess he thought he had found some free pussy, judging from what I heard. Are you going to be all right?" I asked.
"Sure," she replied, "Can I give you a ride somewhere?"
I accepted and as we drove out of the park in her Lexus, she asked if I minded stopping at her place for a drink to calm her nerves. "I wouldn't mind having a drink or two myself," I agreed with a smile. "Do you often have trouble with the men you pick up Tracy?" I asked as she mixed us each a double screwdriver.
"No, this is the first time in quite a while," she replied as she handed me a drink, "almost everyone at the bar I go to knows what I am. I usually pick up guys that just want to be sucked, sometimes more. They can be mean sometimes but rarely try to hurt me."
As I sipped my drink, she sat down on the sofa near me. We chatted about her choices in her life and when we were about half through with our second round she leaned forward to kiss me, placing her hand on my thigh as she did. I returned her kiss warmly as she melted into my arms and moaned softly. Her hand moved to the growing bulge in my pants while one of mine slid down to her firm breast and kneaded it gently, feeling her nipple stiffen through the cloth. She rubbed my throbbing member roughly and as we broke off the kiss, pushed me back and began to undo my jeans.
When my rigid tool was free, she slid one hand up and down the shaft while gently massaging my balls with the other. As I unbuttoned my shirt she quickly pulled off her top, then stood to unfasten her skirt, letting it fall to the floor. She was quite gorgeous standing there in nothing but heels, stockings, a garter belt, and a thong. She then helped me get out of my jeans before kneeling down between my legs and sliding her luscious mouth over my engorged cock. As she took in all of me she could, she slid her hands up to my chest and rolled my nipples between her fingers. Her head began bobbing up and down as she sucked me hard, twirling her tongue around my shaft as she did. I ran my fingers through her thick black hair as she let out a moan and let my cock slide out of her hot mouth, then kissing each ball in turn. When she took one in and gently sucked it while moving her tongue around it, massaging it, I moaned, "oh yeah baby, that's just right."
She moved to the other one while she stroked my shaft with one hand and stroked herself with the other. She looked up at me with those sultry eyes and I smiled, and then told her to get up and lay down on the sofa. Doing so without question, I kneeled over her face then bent forward, taking her stiff member in my mouth. She moaned as she did the same in return. Tracy's cock was much shorter and thinner than mine, and shaved clean except for a small triangle just above the base of the shaft. I wetted my finger with a bit of saliva and began probing her tight little sphincter, finger fucking her a little deeper with each thrust.
We sucked each other with abandon for a while, then Tracy cried out that she was cumming. I pushed myself up on one arm and pumped her cock hard with my free hand until she spurted her creamy load across her belly. Rising up, I jacked my cock while she rubbed the cum around on her belly with one hand and massaged my balls with the other.
"Oh yeah baby," I cried as I erupted, shooting my hot, sticky load over her breasts and face.
She continued rubbing all the fluid around and raised up to take my now deflating cock into her eager mouth and sucked out the last of my cum with a moan. "Mmm," she then said, "good to the last drop."
As she licked her hands with a smile I added, "and finger lickin' good too I see."
As Tracy returned to the table, she asked where Mike was.
"Doing his cleanup so he can clock out," I told her.
"I've promised a friend I would watch a movie with her tonight," she said as she looked at her ticket, "would you mind if I stopped back by later?"
"Not at all," I replied, "especially after the bar run. Usually dead in here after three AM or so."
"Ok, see you then," she said as she kissed me on the cheek and waved to Mike as she left.
The night proceeded as usual and I was caught up with everything I had to do when I heard a knock on the back door. As I opened it, I was almost surprised to see Tracy there, but invited her in quickly.
"Sorry," she explained, "I didn't want everyone in front seeing me bothering you so I parked back here."
"You’re no bother gal," I replied with a smile, "and I often have friends stop by when I'm on the clock. I just stop and have coffee with them when I can."
"Coffee's not what I had in mind babe," she purred as she put her arms around me and kissed me deeply. Grasping her ass with both hands, I picked her up and carried her to the prep table and placed her upon it. I kneaded her breast as the kiss continued, and she entwined her fingers in my long blonde hair. As I moved to her neck and massaged its softness with my lips and tongue, she threw her head back and moaned. "Oh Jack, please, I need you in me babe," she pleaded as she squeezed my throbbing cock trough my jeans.
Taking her hand, I helped here down and led her to the back storeroom. There, Tracy knelt and undid my pants, taking my cock into her hot mouth and sucking hard. I interrupted this by handing her a condom to put on me, and as she did I took a jar of Vaseline out of the first aid cabinet. After instructing her to bend over the table that was there, I lifted her skirt over her back and pulled her thong to one side, applying the lube to her tight sex hole. As I pressed my cock head into position, she pushed back a little and I began to enter her slowly, allowing her to take me inside her at the pace she could.
"Ahhhh," she softly cried as she gripped the table edges harder, "oh yes baby, yes."
When I was fully in her ass I began fucking her slowly with long strokes while I gripped her hips firmly. Picking up speed rapidly, I was soon pounding her sweet bum with all I had. Tracy was jacking herself in rhythm with my assault, when she cried out that she was cumming. I spanked her hard on the ass as she did and felt my own orgasm nearing.
"Fucking A baby, fucking A," I growled as I shot my wad into her sweet hole, then slowed as I bent forward and nipped at her back through her blouse.
"Wow," Tracy giggled as I pulled out, "that was intense! Just what I needed too," I agreed with a smile and handed her a towel off the shelf to clean up with as she asked if we could have breakfast together after I got off.
"I just did get off," I joked, then kissed her and said that would be fine.
"And if you want, we can go back to my place afterwards and I'll help you shower, have some more fun maybe," she said shyly.
I studied her for a moment then said, "sounds to me like you're wanting us to start a relationship, are you?"
She didn't look at me as she replied, "Jack, you're the first good thing that's come into my life in years. I know this is probably too soon, but I am so scared right now of losing you."
As I gently lifted her chin, I saw the tears welling up in her sad eyes. I bent to kiss her softly as we heard the bell up front ring.
"I've got to get back to work," I whispered, "how about meeting me here about seven-thirty for breakfast?"
She smiled and kissed me quickly saying, "yes Jack, I will."