Truckin’ And Fuckin’ In China!

“Are you from Taiwan or China?”

He looked at her as she asked the question. Ling was not always the talking type. Ever since he got this delivery job a couple of months ago, he had always done his best to do his work with every sense of responsibility as he could. He was not ready to lose this second chance again.

He had lost his job at a construction company because of the recklessness of his employers. The gossips and rumours had been everywhere within the company back then. They had over borrowed from the banks and then ended up embezzling all of the company’s funds. It was recklessness of the highest order. A lot of his colleagues had felt they would be ready when the bubble would burst. They were all mistaken. When the police came for their bosses, they were all too shocked like they never knew it was going to happen. A few days after that, Ling was unemployed.

He had searched for several weeks until he was able to get this delivery job with a major courier company in Taiwan. They had looked at his size and felt that with his huge biceps and strong back he would do well with handling one of their trucks. Ling had not complained. Back at the construction company, he had been a mason. He was used to lifting heavy stuff and working hard which gave rise to his muscular physique. To drive a truck was going to be like eating pancakes to him.

His new employers had taken him and other fresh hires on several induction training  runs where they were taught the need to be extra nice to their customers. They were the reason why the courier company was existing they had been told.

Ling was thinking about that, about being nice to his customers as he gazed at her with a smile.

“Why are you smiling?” she asked.

The lady who sat behind the table was obviously an expatriate. Ling could easily tell. Her face was long and so were her legs which seemed to stretch forever under her mini skirt. Her blouse was open at the top and because he was standing in front of her while she was seated, he could see the two round mounds of her breasts peeping through the top of the black bra she was wearing.

“I am just amused, that’s all,” Ling said.

“Amused?” Why?”

“Because that seems to be the only question that everyone would ask people like me whenever they meet me for the first time. And it makes me wonder, why is that so?”

“Really? What else am I supposed to ask?”

Ling shrugged. “Any other thing, like how was my day, do I have a family. But not if I am from China or Taiwan.”

She stopped what she was doing. All this while, even right from when he had been directed into her office, she had been busy with her PC while nodding and acknowledging his delivery. Even when she pointed to him where to set down the package, she hadn’t looked away from her screen. And when he had come to her to sign off, she had not looked up. When she had asked him where he was form, she had not looked up either.

But now, as she asked the last question, she had not only looked up but she had looked away from the screen that had been her focus all this while.

“Really?” she asked as she gazed at him. “So I shouldn’t have asked you if you were from China or Taiwan.”

Ling shook his head. “I don’t think you should have started a conversation with me like that. Let me ask you, how would you feel if I had asked you where were you from, America or Britain. How would you have felt?”

She made a face at him. “I don’t think I would have felt anything. Maybe I would be suspicious.”

“Maybe?”

She nodded. “Yes, maybe. Gosh, I don’t really know. Okay, let me apologise for being so intrusive.”

Ling raised his hands defensively. “No, no, you don’t’ have to apologise. It happens. People would always ask that.”

“I see. So I was just being like other people then?”

Ling shrugged. “I guess so. But you don’t look like other people.”

She crossed her legs and studied the man in front of him. “Really? Well, you don’t either.”

“I don’t’?”

She shook her head. “No, not at all. How do you maintain these strong arms of yours?”

Ling could feel his face redden as he blushed. “I work out once a while. And then again, the job I do keeps me fit.”

“As a truck driver?”

He nodded. “Yes, as a truck driver from China.”

She smiled and snapped her fingers. “I see. The Chinese truck driver. You have now told me where you are from.”

Ling smiled. “You can say that again. My name is Ling.”

She offered her hand. “Mine is Melissa, and I am an America.”

Ling grinned. “It’s nice to meet you, Melissa.”

After he had left, he thought about his encounter with Melissa. She seemed to be such a nice girl. And she was so friendly, unlike many of the other expatriates in their country. He felt that maybe it was because of her role in that company he had made delivery to. She was their receptionist and she dealt with so many people every day. Maybe that was why she had to be very friendly to all of them.

Melissa the American girl, he thought with a smile.

A week later, Ling’s company took delivery of another consignment. It was supposed to be delivered to the same company that Melissa worked for. Unlike him, Ling could not help but feel excited as he drove his truck to her company.

When he got there, he was surprised to meet the place all locked up and quiet. As the security man walked up to him, he could feel butterflies fluttering in his stomach. The silence and deserted car park he saw all around reminded him of the construction company that had gone under.

“Howdy. What can I do for you?” the uniformed security man asked.

Ling pulled out the manifest. “I have a delivery in the back, a consignment for this company. Is anyone around to receive it?”

“Are you kidding? Don’t you know it is weekend? They don’t work on weekends, dude.”

Ling slapped his forehead. He had completely forgotten what day of the week it was – it was funny that these expatriates still worked Monday to Friday – there was not such luxury in China. In his new line of work, he had to make deliveries every day, except when he was off which could be any day of the week. Somehow, he felt relieved that nothing had happened to the company; that they were still in operation. This meant that he was still going to see Melissa some other day.

“Alright, I guess I’ll just come back by Monday then,” Ling said.

But as he was about to back up, there she was. It was Melissa. She had just alighted from a taxi and was walking up to the gate.

Ling could feel his heart begin to beat rapidly. She looked gorgeous in the red overall coat she had on with matching black high heels.

When she got to him she smiled, revealing those pure white set of teeth of hers. “Why, what a surprise, Ling. What are you doing here today?”

“I have a consignment for you,” Ling replied waving the manifest at her.

“On a weekend?” she asked with a smile.

“We don’t do weekends at our company or in fact China. Every day is a workday for us. We do it for our customers.”

Melissa nodded. “Yes, for your customers. Let’s go inside then.”

The security guard opened the gates to let Ling drive in. Once inside, he offloaded the eight cartons and took them into the building.

“You can just leave them in my office,” Melissa said as she slid out of her coat. Underneath, she was wearing a mini dress.

“You came to work today?”

Melissa nodded as she removed the ribbon that held her hair together at the back. As she did so, her hair became loosed and tumbled down all over her shoulders. “I suspected that you were going to come in today.”

Ling frowned and gazed at her. She was seated on her chair but she was not behind the table. She had pushed her chair away from the table and was now seated away from it.

Ling saw that she had parted her legs and in the process her mini dress had ridden up her thighs exposing the smoothness of her inner legs.

He felt a lump rise up his throat as he discovered that she was not wearing any panties. “You suspected that I was going to come here today?”

Melissa nodded as she continued to play with her hair, with her legs still parted facing him. “Yes, I was expecting this consignment to come in. And even though today is weekend, I decided to come over and receive them.”

Ling struggled to take away his eyes from her open legs. He turned to the cartons he had brought in. “Yes, The consignment came in today. You know, we don’t keep customer’s consignments at the warehouse, except if we have to like when a customer is not around. Otherwise we do everything possible to see that we get them delivered as soon as we receive them.”

Melissa nodded and cocked her head as she watched him. She was acting like someone studying something of interest. But it was just Ling that was there. She could see that he was uncomfortable, standing there by the cartons he had brought in.

“That is a real nice policy you have in your company.”

“Policy?” Ling asked, trying not to look at her.

Melissa nodded. “Yes, customer policy I mean. You seem to do everything you can to please your customers.”

Ling smiled and managed to nod. “Yes, it is all part of our training too. We do everything possible to satisfy our customers.”

“Everything?”

Ling nodded. “Yes, Melissa. Everything possible; including weekend deliveries.”

She got up suddenly and Ling held his breath as she walked up to him. Whether it was deliberate or not, she allowed her hand to brush the front of his trouser. It was as if someone had passed electricity through him. Ling felt his body jolt at her touch. He felt electrified, like an electric device that had suddenly been turned on to maximum capacity. He felt himself jolt and shiver and shook his head vigorously, as if trying to shake off the effects of her soft caress.

She seemed to enjoy the effect she had on him as she walked past him to the cartons he had brought in.

She was still standing when she bent over to reach one of the cartons on the floor. “Do you know what these are?”

As she bent down, her mini dress rose up again. Unlike before when she was seated and facing him, this time she was backing Ling and the effect was amplified. Her dress had ridden up her tings up to her waist. As she bent over he saw her white panties which she slowly slid to the floor and stepped out of.  Because she was no longer wearing any panties, he could see her whole ass sticking out at him. First was her asshole, it was squeezed tight like some tight brown mouth that had been obstinately shut close. A few millimeters underneath it was her pink pussy. It was like a pair of lips, moist, glistening, and inviting.

“Do you?” Melissa asked again.

Ling’s mind was no longer with her. He was imagining all that he could do with this hot secretary that was exposing herself to him so brazenly.

“Do you?”

Ling blinked. “What?”

“I know what you do, Ling. You are a truck driver working for a courier company. But do you know what I do?”

“You are a secretary,” he managed to utter, still transfixed by the ass and pussy that were opened wide at him. He was transfixed and could not move, stuck in one place like a statue.

“Well yes and no.  I am bringing sex toys into Taiwan” Melissa said still backing him and opening one of the boxes.

“Sex Toys?”

Melissa nodded. “Yes, sex toys. These cartons here contain a variety of them for our own customers.”

“Sex toys?”

“Yes, that is what my company is into. We import them and then sell to those that need them – especially ex-pats. We have a variety of adult toys here. That is what we do.”

“Sex toys.” he again said for the third time.

She turned to look at him still bent over and giving him a full view of her pussy. “You do know what they are, don’t you?”

Ling managed to nod hurriedly. She smiled and allowed her gaze to fall towards his groin. Ling followed her gaze and saw that there was already a huge bulge in his trousers. It was as if he was hiding a huge pipe there.

“We sell all sorts of sex toys,” Melissa continued. “Including bondage gear, bondage toys; just all kinds of sex toys.”

“Bondage gear?”

“Yes, some of these cartons contain bondage gear for sale. That is what we do here give pleasures. And we do it for our customers.”

“I see,” Ling said as he tried to adjust his erection.

“And do you know what?”

“No, what?”

“Who needs a sex toy when you can have the real thing?” Melissa asked, as she knelt down and dropped her head towards the ground, allowing her ass to push out and up, parting wide for him to see inside her moist pussy.

“The real thing?” Ling repeated confusedly.

“Yes, Ling. Can you do me a favour?”

“What do you want?”

“Come and take care of me, your customer. Come and fill me up with that dick of yours. Please.”

Her plea sounded more like a command and not a plea.

Ling did not need further urging. He almost flew to where she was kneeling down with her ass up in the air.  He did not need to pull off his trousers. He only unzipped his fly an out came his erect dick. He directed his erection into her inviting pussy and almost gasped as her muscles encircled his erection.

As he moved in and out of her like a battering ram, he could hear Melissa gasping and moaning at the same time. It was as if she was in a trance and was not going to wake up anytime soon.

Ling held her ass in both hands tightly as he continued to pound her from behind. It was as if he was worried that if he did not hold her so tightly, her ass might break free and run away from being fucked.

Soon, he could feel his legs vibrating. He was going to soon come and she knew it as well.

As he came, he held her ass so tightly that his fingers dug deep into her ass cheeks.

When he pulled out of her, his cum began to spill out and splash on the floor.

Melissa turned around. Still on her knees, she lapped up his cum from the ground like a hungry dog. Then she came to him and sucked his dick with relish. It was as if she did not want to waste any drop of his come wherever it was located.

When she was through, she straightened her dress and stood up. “There, now that is how you treat your customers, Ling. I hope you would always be available to treat me well.”

Ling grinned. “Always. You bet I will.”

As he left the company that day, he could not help but feel happy that he had served his customer right that day. He wondered if his company was going to give him a raise for taking care of Melissa the way he did.