Between the two lock downs the company I work for had some pretty important parts on order from Gibraltar.   The couriers we usually used had stopped running and although the owners of the company had worked hard to find another way of getting the parts it seemed unlikely that we would get them or manage to fulfill the order we were working on.  At thirty four I had found myself single when my wife left me a little over two years back.  I offered to drive through Spain to get the parts and bring them back.  I knew it would mean isolating for two weeks on my return but the owners said they would support me if I did it.


So here I was off to Portsmouth to catch the ferry in my motorhome, "Bessie"  I made good time to the port and was loaded pretty quickly and soon found my cabin.  The ferry operators had suggestions that unless you were using the restaurants then they would prefer you to stay in your cabin.  With the exception of two trips to the restaurant I pretty much slept the whole way to Bilbao.  Then started the long drive to Gibraltar.  I was keeping in touch with work and advising them on my progress.  It took me four very long days of driving to reach the border between Spain and the rock and I had pretty much used up all the provisions in my motorhome and would need to stock up again for the trip back.  I was met at the crossing into Gibraltar by someone from our sister company who handed me the parts.


With him was a young woman who was English and she needed to get back to the UK.  She had been working in Spain in night clubs and because they were now all shut she had very little money and no way of getting home.  I wasn't quite sure how she came to be with Manuel, but reluctantly agreed to give her a lift to Bilbao.  My motorhome is classed as being four berth.  It has a fixed double bed and another that can be made up in the lounge area.  I had very little bedding for the second bed but Alison said she would be ok with whatever I could help her with.


As we left the rock I needed diesel and food, especially as there was now two of us.  Alison said she knew where there was a cheap supermarket that was still open as some supermarkets in Spain had closed due to shortage of workers.   Fortunately they also sold fuel.    We were soon on our way again and as I drove along I rang into work to say that I had the parts safely stowed on board.  We had been on the road for quite some time and I needed a break and found a rest area.  I put the kettle on and got out to stretch my legs.  On getting out the heat hit you and I took my jacket off and I watched as Alison did the same.


It was now that I could see that she not only had a pretty face but also a pretty good figure.  After a quick snack and drinks were soon back on the road.  Up till now Alison hadn't said much, but now she started to open up as I asked how come she was in Spain.  She had fallen out with her parents and boyfriend and had come to stay with an uncle on the rock, but had been in Spain working nightclubs for money when their first lockdown was proposed.  She had rushed back to her uncles house and found herself stuck there with no way of getting home.


Then her uncle heard that I was on route and wondered if I could help and sent her with Manuel and the parts to see if I could help.  It was getting quite late in the day and I looked in my books for campsites as I was also low on water and would need to empty my waste.  I tried two sites on route and both were closed.  Alison suggested that if I kept driving she would look for sites on route and ring in advance to see if they were open.  Lucky for me Alison spoke reasonable Spanish as she had spent lots of summers with her uncle.  She found us a site that was open, but all amenities on site were shut.   At least we could get electricity and empty the waste and get fresh water.


After we had settled for the night and eaten I suggested we got an early night as it was going to be five very long days on the road.  I made up the bed and gave Alison the only spare blankets.  I set the heating up as I knew it would get cold over night.  I set the heating to nineteen degrees.  One of the quirks with my motor home is that the bedroom area gets very hot with the door closed, but the lounge area doesn't get that hot.  Normally I leave the door open so the temperature evens out, but with this nineteen year old young lady with me, I didn't want to look like a pervert.


I slept like a log and when I woke Alison had the kettle on making a hot drink.  She looked cold and had put a thick cardigan on and her jacket.  We soon had breakfast and sorted ourselves out for the very long trip towards home.  We were soon on the move again and as I drove Alison was telling me about herself and asking how come I had come for the parts.  I explained that I had found myself single two years back.  To my surprise Alison said that she couldn't believe that a good looking man like me was still single and hadn't been snapped up by some single woman.


I told her that I hadn't been looking for anyone.  On the trip we played word games and I discovered that she was not only pretty but also well educated and very knowledgeable on all sorts of things.  She eventually told me that the reason for the argument between her and her parents was over a man.  Alison had been seeing a much older married man.  I inquired what did she mean by much older.  You could have knocked me down with a feather when she told me he was fifty one.  I joked that there was hope for me yet.  She gave me the most gorgeous cheeky smile.


It was a long day with few breaks and I was bushed and needed to stop for the night.  Alison again had been ringing ahead and this time drawn a blank.  We had been following fairly closely to the coast line so I diverted us to a town on the coast hoping to find a suitable car park.  I was in luck just as we got to the town I spotted and empty car park almost on the beech.  After we had dined and cleared up I again suggested that we should sleep and made up the bed for her.


It was already colder out this evening and although I put the heating up to twenty I guessed Alison would again have a cold night.  I lay in bed listening to the sea on the beach just a short distance from us.  The heat was a bit much and I had almost pushed the duvet off myself.  I could also hear Alison tossing and turning.  Then I could hear her getting up and wondered if she wanted to use the toilet.  That was situated my side of the door and quickly pulled the duvet back up in case she came in.


Alison opened the door and instead of going into the toilet she climbed into bed with me saying she was cold.  In the light from the moon coming through the skylight I could see she had on a nighty over her bra and panties.  She soon snuggled down saying it wasn't her first time in bed with an older man.  I had gathered that from our earlier conversation.  I was now getting very hot especially as I had on some PJ's as well as the duvet.  I was a bit surprised when Alison snuggled into me saying I was nice and toasty.  I must admit she was cold.  My other problem was an erection caused by knowing that a sexy nineteen year old scantily dressed woman was in my bed.


It was hard but I managed to ignore my cock and eventually fell asleep.  When I eventually woke I was surprised to find the duvet was on the floor and I was facing Alison and my hand was across her body and on her right boob.  Her nighty was also on the floor along with her bra.  Then as I moved a little I discovered that I had one hell of an erection and it was sticking out of my PJ's and straight at Alison.  I tried not to wake Alison as I removed my hand, but it didn't work and her eyes opened and she looked at me.    Over breakfast my cock finally softened.


It was another very long drive and later as we started to settle for the night Alison said there was no point in making up the other bed as I had seen it all now.  I turned the heating down to eighteen just before we undressed and slipped into bed.  Alison had stripped to just her panties so I stripped to just my Y fronts.  I had already acquired another erection and turned to lay looking towards Alison.  She was laid on her back and her hand found mine and pulled it across her chest and placed my hand on her right tit as it had been that morning when I woke.  Only now, Alison's hand was now on top of mine, holding mine to her breast.


"you can play with them if you like," Alison informed me.  Until this morning it had been a long time since I last had my hand on some tits and a very very long time since those tits weren't my ex-wife's.  As I massaged her tit her hand went to my cock which I had have already said was erect.  "You get excited easy," she laughed.  I told her it was hard not to with a gorgeous young lady like her in my bed.  Alison now had my erection out of my pants and was stroking it.  "It's a good size," she informed me.  I wondered how a young lady almost young enough to be my daughter would know what a good size was.


Then suddenly Alison took her hand off my cock and threw the duvet off of us and moved and took my cock into her mouth.  I almost came then and there.  I had been a long time with only my own hand to care for my cock and now a beautiful nineteen year old was sucking it.  I didn't last long and she sucked up all my cum and swallowed it.  Something my wife would never do.  Then she retrieved the duvet and pulled it back over us.  She placed my hand back on her tits and her own back on my softening cock.  After a short while I could feel my cock growing again and was pretty sure Alison was aware of it.


Then Alison was moving and removing her panties and she pushed me onto my back and straddled me.  As she penetrated herself on my cock she said," I'll have to take care of this if we are to get any sleep."  With that she rode me long and hard for some time until she came and her pussy muscled milked my cock of cum.  "Now we can sleep," Alison declared as she snuggled up to me.  I fell asleep with a big smile on my face.


Next morning I woke with my normal morning hard on.  The duvet was half off the bed and I lay there looking at Alison's gorgeous tits.  I reached over to cup one and her eyes instantly opened.  She looked down and could see my erection.  "I see he's awake again," she joked.  It was a late start that morning as I fucked Alison long and hard before we finally got up.


We had two more sexy nights of fucking before we finally got to the port.  The boat I was meant to be on was cancelled and we spent a sexy part of a day and night in the port.  The following day we had sorted out Alison a foot passenger ticket and a berth in my cabin.  Once on board we met in the cabin.  The same conditions applied as coming over, the staff wanted everyone to remain in their cabins where possible.  The only thing to entertain ourselves with was pleasuring each other or sleeping.  We did both in large amounts.


We had just disembarked in the UK when Alison got a phone call telling her that her father was in hospital and her mother was also infected with Covid.  Alison told me that she now didn't have anywhere to go and nowhere to isolate for the two weeks.   I was more than happy to tell Alison that she could isolate with me at my house.   Much later that day we arrived at my house.   My works sent someone to collect the parts from me and from a distance I was told that they had put half the staff on furlough.   As I was isolating I was told that didn't apply to me.


I spent the next two weeks making love to the lovely Alison.  In that time she heard that her mother had recovered and her father was also starting to improve.  By the end of the fortnight I had decided that I wanted Alison to remain in my life and asked her to stay.  It took Alison a day to answer me and she told me yes she would stay, but as soon as she could she needed to visit her parents.


After several months in hospital, Alison's father made enough of a recovery that he was sent home.  That was five weeks back when Bessie was pressed back into service and we traveled the 150 miles north to visit Alison's parents.  She was quite concerned that her parents would again be upset that she was seeing and indeed living with an older man.  We had arranged to meet them in a local park.  Alison's father looked quite frail and her mother did most of the talking.


I quite liked them and I think they liked me.  During the talking Alison's father told Alison that whilst they would have preferred that she meet someone nearer her own age, considering the problems and close calls the pair of them had, any man that made Alison happy was ok with them.  We met them again before we had to return home and Alison's dad said, "You look after our little girl."  I assured him that I have every intentions of looking after her and making her happy.


We parted on good terms, much to my surprise.  Alison is now looking for a job and has decided that our relationship is for the long term.    She intends to settle down with me.  At least something good came out of covid.