How We Met

In all the years I'd been driving trucks, nothing like this had happened.
I'd parked up to take a tacho rest and was just about to go into the truck stop cafe, when a young female knocked on my cab door.
She asked me if I could spare some money.
I gave her a fiver and her face lit up.
Following me into the cafe, she ordered some food and I realised she was genuinely homeless.
I paid for her meal and got myself something and sat with her.
She then over the next hour relayed a harrowing story of abuse and neglect by her parents and her uncle.
When she finished talking, I asked her where she was sleeping that night. She told me "Behind the cafe, It's safe. If they don't move me on".
With my rest period over, I put the truck into gear and drove to my final drop, nearly two hundred miles away. And accompanying me was the young woman.
That night after I paid for us both to shower at another truck stop, I slept across my front seats as my guest slept in my cabs bed. Her first real bed in weeks.
Before she actually got into bed, she asked me to join her, but I declined. Not because I didn't find her attractive, I definitely did, but I wasn't going to take advantage of her situation.
The following day with a load to go north, I headed homewards and completed two drops before driving to the truck park up area, chatting the whole time with my new friend.
I'd offered my guest a place to sleep at my home and she agreed.
It's now been four years since our overnight truck journey together and my wife no longer has to worry about being homeless.
You might wonder why I'm confessing on a site like this. Well it's my wife who reads these confessions. She's a really really kinky individual who wanted the start of our relationship to be put on here, so she can relate stories of our sex life since we met.
She'll be on here soon telling her side of things, plus all the sexy details she'll love to express to you all.