Two more truckers.

Cyndi held her breath as she listened to the footsteps as they neared her. Just as she had feared would happen, two truckers entered the room. Each was talking about the load they had to deliver, and where they were headed. Cyndi prayed they wouldn’t need a stall; and if they did, hopefully they would settle on the first two, not finding her hiding in the third.

Luckily both men only had to pee. Cyndi peered through the thin slit between the door and the upright. She felt like a school-aged girl, as she spied one six foot-three man, piss in the urinal directly in front of her. She saw another large guy pass quickly by, headed to another piss pot, further down. Cyndi remained still and silent as the two continued jabbering. The seat Cyndi was frozen to shifted suddenly creating a muffled clunk. Cyndi gasped, holding her breath as the guy in front turned around. She could see him stuff a limp tree trunk into his pants just before zippering up his jeans.

The guy stared directly at her, but Cyndi wasn’t sure if he could really see her. She decided to stay still and try her best to remain calm. What Cyndi didn’t realize, was that her feet were likewise glued to the floor. Cyndi continued to watch as they guy adjusted the bulge in the front of his pants and turned back around. He flushed the toilet and left Cyndi’s view.

Cyndi breathed a silent sigh of relief as she listened to him wash his hands on the other side of the wall, in the U-shaped room. The other figure whisked by once again, and likewise cleaned himself up. Cyndi listened carefully as the front door creaked open, and then slammed shut.

Cyndi could feel her pussy swell with fluids at the excitement of nearly being caught. Relieved that she wasn’t caught, she briefly contemplated releasing the tension. She convinced herself that now, wasn’t the time; somebody else would probably be coming in here shortly. She flushed the toilet, straightened herself out, and opened the stall door. She was confident no one else was in the room.

Once again her heels clacked on the tile floor, as she raced to get out of the men’s room. She rounded the corner, to where the sinks were, and …