The rest of that first day was rather uneventful. Our first night together in the truck, however, was quite eventful. My skimpy attire had ensured that Wolf was very aroused by the time we crawled into the bunk together.

It was still dark out when Wolfman got up. He tried to wake me but I burrowed further into the blankets and slept a few more hours as the truck rolled along. When I finally did decide to get up, I went looking for some clothes to throw on. I checked my bag but it was nearly empty. All that was left in the bag were my tioletries and the bag from my nightstand. Looking around the only other thing I saw were my flip flops, next to the bunk were I had kicked them off .

"Okay, Wolf, what did you do with my clothes?" I asked annoyed.

"Good morning to you too."

"Alright, good morning. Where are my clothes?"

"You will get clothes when I decide to give them to you. Come sit up here until I stop in a few minutes. I expect you want to take care of your morning tioleting needs."

It felt strange sitting in the front of the truck without any clothes on. But I had to admit it was much cooler than the even the panties and bra had been the day before. We stopped at a truck pull off on the highway. Wolfman took off his sleeveless undershirt and tossed it to me. I put it on, grabbed a bottle of water, my tioletries, and some tissue.

As Wolf helped me climb out of the truck, he said "I'm leaving in 5 minutes, Charlie, whether you are ready or not." I decided not to take any chances and hurried about my morning routine. I sensed that Wolfman's eyes on me but I did not meet hs gaze.

On the Road

Wolfman came back with his assignment and we got on the road. Initially, I was sitting in the seat beside Wolf excitedly taking pictures. The landscape was beautiful, the company was charming, and the music on radio was perfect for a road trip. After a few hours though, I was getting restless and hot. I went to turn up the air conditioning but Wolf stopped me.

"It is high enough, we don't want the engine overheating."

"But I am so hot." (Everyone knows how hot New Mexico is in June.)

"Why did you wear jeans and a long sleeve shirt?"

"It was chiilly this morning." I rolled my eyes since the reason was obvious.

"Take off your shirt and jeans." Wolf commanded

'But what if someone sees me... , " I protested.

"Remember your promise. Do as I say. Take them off and toss them on bunk."

I have to admit that I felt much cooler and more comfortable in bra an panties. And after a few minutes, I reasoned that I was no more exposed than I would be wearing a bikini at the beach. Wolfman soon asked me to reach into the cooler and get him a bottle of water. I decided to take one for myself and gulped down the 20 ounces pretty fast. Looking at me slyly, Wolf chuckled and held out his bottle to me. I went to put his nearly full bottle back in the cooler when he stopped me and said "No, you drink it now." I shrugged and drank the second bottle of water without much thought.

With all that water, it wasn't long before I really had to pee. I asked Wolfman to stop so I could get out of the truck. He just responded that there was no safe place to stop for another 45 mins or so. That seemed like forever with my bladder so full. I squirmed and moved around trying to prevent any pee from leaking.

"Please stop." I begged.

"Charlie, I am not stopping until it is safe to do so.'

"But I have to pee!!"

"Use one of the empty bottles."

"I can't!'

I squirmed and squeezed my legs tightly shut until we finally reached a pull off rest stop. The truck had barely come to a stop when I started to open the door on my side.

"No, you always come in and out of the truck on the driver's side."

"Well hurry up and get out of the way," I snarled.

It seemed like Wolf was moving so slowly. I barely made it to the other side of the truck, got my panties off, and squatted before pee was streaming out. I was savoring the relief of the pressure removed from my bladder when I looked up and saw the Wolfman had been watching me. I blushed a scarlett red.

Our First Time Out Together

It was a Monday morning in mid-June that I prepared for my first trip with Wolfman. We needed to get an early start and I pulled out one of my largest suitcases, hastily packing what I thought I might need for a couple weeks. Wolfman walked into the room and laughed, letting me know that there was no room nor any need for me to bring most of what I was packing. He went to closest and picked out smallest bag and said, "Bring only what you can fit in here." Wolf then walked to the nightstand by my side of our bed, pulled out the bag I keep there and tossed it to me. "Save space for this. And don't forget to pack extra batteries."

We drove to the depot and I got my first real look at my new home away from home. Wolf left me to settle in (not that there was much to settle) while he took care of the necessary paperwork and talked to the dispatcher. It was rather tight and cramped in the cab but since the point was to be together, this would pretty much ensure togetherness. My excitement over this adventure was growing.

How It All Began

I met Wolfman nearly 2 years ago through mutual friends. We hit it off immediately, but as luck would have it, we were both in relationships with other people. Whenever our paths would cross we would chat; sharing thoughts, feelings, and ideas we both usually kept to ourselves. Over time, our other relationships fell apart. Three months ago, Wolfman called me and our courtship ensued.

It was a romantic, magical time. Emotions both of us had suppressed bubbled to the surface. Things progressed quickly and within a month of our first official date, Wolfman and I got married in a small private ceremony. It was everything I wanted my wedding to be - outside under the stars. Our souls found each other and came together surrounded by the universe.

Wolfman, my modern day cowboy, is a jack of all trades who currently pays the mortgage and puts food on the table by driving a truck. I should say, he drives an 22-wheeler and is on the road for days, sometimes weeks, at a time. I am a technical writer working out of my home. During that first week after our wedding, when Wolfman was on the road, I felt lost and abandoned. Through the long, lonely nights, I devised a plan to be able to spend much more time with my Wolf.

Following our passionate reunion, snuggled in Wolf's arms, I asked, "Wouldn't you like to have company on the road?" "I don't know, I have never minded being alone. Why do you ask, Darling?" "How about if I come with you on your next trip? I could work on the laptop when I need to and we could spend more time together." I smiled coyly at Wolfman as my fingers traces circles through the hair on his chest.

"Charlie, I am working when on the road. You may get bored." "No, I promise, I won't." I leaned over and placed a lingering kiss on Wolf's lips. He thought about it for a long time and said, "We will try it on my next trip. But, Charlie, I am the boss in the truck cab. What I say goes. If you come, you have to obey whatever I tell you to do or pay the consequences."

I thought about it for a few seconds and decided being ordered about here and there was a small price to pay for the fun I knew I would have with my Wolf. Anything was better than the days of loneliless I had just lived through and I figured I could get around Wolfman when I wanted to. Then I had another delightful thought. "It's a deal but I am the boss of the house. When we are home, what I say goes and if you don't listen to me you will pay the consequences." Wolfman chuckled and agreed.