Here is the 3rd and final installment of the story by Crazy_Duck

He woke up to sunlight through the windshield and started, he hadn't meant to fall asleep and he forgot where He was until he shifted his weight and felt her next to him; her body hot under the blanket and her soft smooth skin reminding me of last night.

She was breathing lightly but he could tell he had woken her up and he moved in to kiss her head softly, the smell of her hair bringing more memories with the citrus and blossom scents.

"Good morning." he said and she turned her face to him and smiled. He kissed her mouth softly and she returned it, the passion of last night spent but the emotions still lingered.

"We overslept?" She asked and he chanced a glance out the window and nodded.

"Yep." She shifted to face him and her breasts brushed his arm. She looked into his face as he touched her breast and sparked a faint response but it was morning and our schedules encroached on bliss.

She leaned up to look over his shoulder and see for herself and then she was exposed, perhaps on purpose, maybe innocently, there was no way to know; he wanted to desperately grab her and repeat last night but there was no time and he watched her as she let the blanket fall off her hips completely and sit on the edge of the bed naked.

He swung his feet around and sat next to her as they pondered fate. "It is time to get back on the road." She said wistfully and he nodded, keeping silent. He could feel her body next to mine and that vibe was still there, they were not done with each other completely, just for now.
They turned to look at each other before embracing for a deep kiss, the type of kiss lovers can share because they have measured passion and ridden it to the limits.

She broke away after that, her face showing the loss as she gathered herself mentally at the same time she retrieved her panties and pulled them on, he sat there dumbly and watched her, the turn of her hip and curve of her ass was still hypnotic to him but as she put her bra on and then pants he knew it was time to get moving and so he dressed mutely next to her, smelling her perfume, the shampoo of her hair and lingering scent of our lovemaking.

She moved around the seats and opened the door to the passenger side, he climbed out after her, his shoes still untied as he felt the cold morning air cut through us and stop us closer together than we had planned.

The sun was breaking the horizon in oranges and reds as they stood there watching it together; the mood turning to a shared moment and then silently without saying a word he walked her around to the driver's side door and opened it for her; she climbed up and look down on him from her seat.

"He will see you on the open road Driver." She said and he nodded to her. They didn't exchange names, they didn't need to. They would know just as they knew the first time.

He shut the door as she started up the rig and he didn't need to move a muscle as she pulled it out onto the road and the open plains.

He stood there watching for a while, the truck disappeared out of sight before he decided it was time to move on but he knew that this wasn't the last time he would be seeing her and once again his radio would crackle to life with that feminine voice calling out to him.

"Hey Driver, you got your radio on?"