On night trunk changeover with men from different BRS depots in Devon. we changed over at Marlborough. This was in the mid fiftees, and it was always known that a light in a certain downstairs window meant that the husband was away on nights , and all were welcome to enter. being just out of the army and young I wasn’t interested but she did have a regular supply of trunkers.
I worked for an international company doing mainly Austria…but when work was a bit quiet we had some flat trailers that we used to load with steel for Scotland (glasgow) a couple of the drivers started to do this run and it seemed that as it was paying more than the european work we would all do it …for a while anyway…there were normally a meeting place in glasgow where we could all park up and go drinking together…this place was down by the docks a notorious area known for its prostitutes and crime…and although i wasnt over keen on the area i would only go there if our other drivers were around…so after tipping i ran down the dock area and found there was no others parked up, i called the firm to say i was empty and got my re-load address…which was in the city but a few miles away…they told me that the others were on their way back…so i decided to drive over nearer my loading point…found a good place to park…never did like parking on premises as they normally woke you up 2-3 hours before you wanted to…so stayed just down the road…there was a chippy where you get a nice fish supper…and a couple of pubs…which i went into…had a few beers and went to the chippy for supper…there was a girl queueing behind me and once i asked for my fish and chips noticed my accent, where are you from she asked in her broad scottish accent…london i said and we got chatting as we walked along the street to where the truck was parked…she asked where i was staying…hotel camion wheres that she said…ive not heard of that hotel around here..till i explained it was a drivers name for his truck that he sleeps in..like a home from home..when she told me she had never been inside a truck before i offered her a look ..as you do.. and continued our conversation while i wished id had a few beers in the truck…lo and behold she offered me back to her place as she had a few bottles at home…not wishing to be impolite…i accepted…she were a big girl though…in all departments but even way back then i had scruples…and i thought no way hose..too big for me..but then again..when youve had a few…you get carried away…dont ya…well i did…and ended up in bed with her…had some fun as they say…as we lay there afterwards smoking a ciggie she told me she was married, but her husband worked nights…but not to worry cos he wont be home till the morning…but i`ll lock the door just in case…well i can tell ya i was worried…especially when i heard a key in the door…about an hour later and her saying its my husband…get out the window…so grabbing all my clothes i climbed out …naked …and started dressing as i hid away from the window…i must have looked a right idiot as i walked towards my truck half dressed…no socks on…but i made it…and felt a lot safer for it…and swore i wouldnt ever get involved again…married or not…but we all know that the rules get broken now and again and that was a close shave…never saw her again although we were running up there for quite a while.
Great story truckyboy 
every hole is a goal ehy trucky esp after a few beers 
Cor blimey !! say that again Shaun…not to mention the girl in Romania who could pick up pennies with her privates…till my mate heated one up with a lighter…never did it again…she was on heat…ha ha ha
have a nice one
Nice one ., By the way did you beat the record for the 4min Mile ,
yeh you must have course your still here , keep em on comeing
the storys please.
I came tae London 20 years ago to look for ma paw,all ma maw could tell me wis he wis a lorry driver fae London who left her in the lurch efter aw she did fur him…DAD! I LOVE YE MAMMY SAYS COME HAME!
Hey Kenny…i thought i looked a bit like you…or you like me…tell mummy i love her and will see her shortly…