hwc wrote: ↑Sun Sep 14, 2025 12:21 pm
Troy,
You have packed in more adventures than most experience in a lifetime!
when you have the time, it was be interesting to read about things that didn't happen that you wistfully wish could have!
Well here's one thing that DIDN'T happen, but I was conflicted about.
Many years ago, we took a road trip to visit my sister. On the way there we had caught the attention of an 18 wheel trucker. We had passed each other a few times and had both courteously signaled our intents each time with flashing our running lights. I can't remember how it happened, but he signaled he was pulling off and waved to us to join him.
When we were driving he could see Cressida easily and she gave a friendly wave when we crossed paths...so he knew she was gorgeous and friendly. As we got to the ramp I asked Cress if she thought we should get off too. She said, "yeah, why not?"
When we stopped on the ramp and met him (he was a little older than us -- maybe 5 years), he said he was surprised...he thought I was a girl, too, because of my very long hair and the fact that he couldn't get a good look at me. He waved for us to get off because he was meeting a few other over-the-road trucker friends in a couple of hours to party that evening and he wanted to invite two chicks to join them.
We all laughed and he said, "well the offer is still good if you two want to come party with us anyway...we're having beers and some weed and just some good times." I told him probably not, we're on our way to visit my sister.
Being a box truck driver myself, I asked if I could see the layout of his cab, so he gave us a little tour each...Cressida's tour took a little longer...he invited her to lie down on in his sleeper to see how comfortable it was. There was a lot of flirting going on between them when he saw I didn't stop it.
After that we said our goodbyes. On the way to the car I asked Cress if she thought we should follow him and go to the party. We, being VERY young and VERY into partying usually let our desires of fun overwhelm our better judgment.
"Do you want to go?"
"I'm not sure, I bet it'll be fun getting drunk and stoned and listening to music and meeting the guys...but I'm not sure how safe it'd be for you."
"It might be fun..."
"I won't be able to protect, you know."
"If you want to go, I'll go. Whatever you decide"
"If things get out of hand, I won't be able to stop these guys."
"You decide."
We've never talked about this experience even in our pillowtalk years, but I think Cress was such a slut, she was willing to risk being raped (when your as young as we were you don't think the bad things will ever happen, even if you acknowledge the possibility) to be the SOLE focus of a small group of men she could flirt with and tease (including me!).
Cress didn't usually bring up pillowtalk topics, I did. But one of those times the topic of hostessing came up and she said, "I'd LOVE to hostess a poker game for all you guys and serve drinks and being felt up by you and your friends as I did." So she liked the idea of being the center of manly attention.
So, no this didn't happen. We got in the car, waved goodbye, and left. You asked, HWC, if I "wished" it would have, well...I was conflicted at the time. I was sure willing for my slutwife to be the sexual center of attention, but I sure didn't want her raped...GANG raped! I sure didn't want to be held down while she was forced to do things she didn't want.
I think young Cressida was probably imagining fucking one or more of these guys while I waited with the others...but not thinking of the negative possibilities of the situation.
If she had wanted to go off and fuck them ALL one-at-a-time, I would have loved it then...and now. But I think I made the right decision when we drove away. Not that I don't IMAGINE the scene of me back then being powerless while men do to my wife whatever they please...I said at the beginning of this I was conflicted.
Troy
For a glimpse at our history, see...25th Anniv. of Troilus and Cressida in the Library...non-fiction!