My shifts usually start during the afternoon rush hour, so I’m normally caught in some motorway congestion for the first 90 minutes, and then the roads are clear for the rest of the night.
During these recent warm days we’ve been having, I’ve been playing my version of the motorway fruit machine. As I’ve moved slowly in traffic, I’ve glanced into cars in the adjoining lane, and then every so often I’ve had the ding ding ding of a winning line. A female motorist will be wearing a skirt or summer dress which has ridden up to reveal some shapely thighs, or maybe a low cut top. Extra points if the legs are nicely tanned too. The best ones can be sometimes found in a Audi or BMW, where the corporate skirt of the owner has ridden up to reveal some nylon clad leg, and an expensive bracelet adornes her wrist as she grips her gear lever… getting myself going now !
Being high up in the cab, you can normally have a discreet but lingering glance as you try and keep level with their car without them being aware of you looking. The downside is that you can’t see if the face matches the legs, so she could look like a donkey for all you know. Anyway, it amuses me and keeps the boredom at bay a bit.
I try to make words from number plates. One point for a word using the three letters on the right of the plate, in order, and three points for using all five…
citycat:
My shifts usually start during the afternoon rush hour, so I’m normally caught in some motorway congestion for the first 90 minutes, and then the roads are clear for the rest of the night.
During these recent warm days we’ve been having, I’ve been playing my version of the motorway fruit machine. As I’ve moved slowly in traffic, I’ve glanced into cars in the adjoining lane, and then every so often I’ve had the ding ding ding of a winning line. A female motorist will be wearing a skirt or summer dress which has ridden up to reveal some shapely thighs, or maybe a low cut top. Extra points if the legs are nicely tanned too. The best ones can be sometimes found in a Audi or BMW, where the corporate skirt of the owner has ridden up to reveal some nylon clad leg, and an expensive bracelet adornes her wrist as she grips her gear lever… getting myself going now !
Being high up in the cab, you can normally have a discreet but lingering glance as you try and keep level with their car without them being aware of you looking. The downside is that you can’t see if the face matches the legs, so she could look like a donkey for all you know. Anyway, it amuses me and keeps the boredom at bay a bit.
Just wondered what you all do in heavy traffic?
You got an even better view in a left ■■■■■■ sat in lane 2 looking down, especially t shirts and blouses in summer.
Christ I’ve said enough, I sound an even bigger perv than you do.
I usually peel the vegetables for my meal, and if i have time i put them in the slow cooker with the meat…i also put the kettle on…make a coffee, get out the crisps or cake…and sit back…enjoy the tunes, and chill out, of course observing my mirrors for any thing that may happen…ha ha
seriously…just look around me, light a ciggie or two…listen to the music. get out of the cab if theres a long hold up…because i am getting paid…it dont bother me one bit.
In this nice weather, I look out thro the window hoping to see some leg, cleavage, or what ever, making the point of being obvious,maybe a little toot if it’s fit, I also think I’m being paid a kings ransom to sit here, and your going to be late for your sales meeting…