Today, well actually yesterday since it's now past midnight, I carried into action an idea I'd got from something I read a long time ago, and now recalled. It was an idea about how to get an indisputable excuse for a pee "accident" in front of a total stranger. This is what happened.
I'd prepared myself by drinking lots of mineral water. I strolled around on the paths in a park, looking for the right person. I was dressed in a dark green, knee-length, pleated skirt, a yellow polo-neck sweater and a red quilted down jacket. It's winter hear, you know! Freezing cold and lots of snow. As time passed I got more and more desperate to pee. Actually up to the point that I feared I'd pee my panties involuntarily before I'd found a suitable person. Every now and then I'd to stop and press my hand in between my thighs. And I walked with small steps, my legs almost crossed. I must have been an amusing sight! At a couple occasions it got really critical, and I actually had a minor squirt in my panties.
But then I noticed a lady, who was standing looking at a notice board. It was a posh lady about thirty years old. She looked friendly, so I thought I'd dare to approach her. My heart pounded when I called for her attention.
"Excuse me! I... I wonder if you know where there is a toilet around here?" I was stepping on my toes and gave away every sign of being very desperate. She looked at me.
"Let's see...", she hesitated. "There's probably toilets at the railway station, but that's a long way, and you seem... hmm. But there's a small haberdasher's shop only a few minutes away from here. The owners are such dear ladies, they would surely let you use their toilet." She began to describe the way and then broke off.
"Oh, dear!" She exclaimed, when she suddenly noticed that it'd become too late for a toilet. I'd parted my legs and was totally peeing myself in front of her! I hastily hitched up my skirt to avoid to wet it. I looked down and started to sob.
"Oh, dear", she said again. "Don't cry, you couldn't help it! Oh, you really needed that, you poor, sweet thing!" She added when it seemed like I was going to pee like for ever.
My pink cotton panties got soaked, pee was running down my tights and onto the snowy path, colouring it in yellow. Although it was a deliberate wetting, I was so very embarrassed, especially as it never stopped. It made me sob for real. The posh lady stayed on and looked compassionatly at me.
When I finally stopped peeing, she put an arm around me and said:
"Come on now, it's very cold and you mustn't walk too long in your wet panties! It could be very dangerous, you know. I'll take you to that haberdasher's shop I mentioned before, and there I'll buy a pair of new panties for you. And you'll be able to get washed before you take them on."
And off we went to the haberdasher's. She was right about the cold; at the time we came there, my pussy was so freezing.
She told the very nice, old woman, who owned the shop, and who she seemed to know well, about my "accident". She bought tights (but insisted that they should be wool) and panties (also made of wool and with long legs). She followed me in to the toilet, that had a shower, and had me to take off all my clothes and have a proper shower. I was somewhat embarrassed but also aroused when I started to wash my pussy before her eyes. But that was nothing compared to the embarrassment that followed when I began to rub my pussy over with soap. All of a sudden I orgasmed! My knees weakened and I sat down on the floor, trying not to moan too loudly. I was so embarrassed, that I started to cry, and this time it wasn't fake.
My benefactor was so nice to me. She comforted me and said:
"Sweetie, that wasn't so bad! I think it was only natural that you got a bit aroused and carried away. I'd say it was good for you to have such a nice orgasm! And I didn't for a second mind watching it, if you excuse me saying so..."
She followed me to my car, and before I went for home, we exchanged addresses and mobile numbers. She appeared to be an artist, a painter, and as painting and drawing are my greatest interests, we agreed to meet again. I'm so eager to see her work (she's an artist of good repute; when she told me her name I recognized it at once).
Sometimes a wetting experience can turn in to something useful! (And, in case you're curious, I don't have a clue if she is into wetting.)
I'm not much different. I can't even get to sleep if there's any pressure coming from my bladder. It is definitely much harder to wet with a boner, but once you've tried wetting enough times, you stop getting the boner so quickly. Wetting, in my experience, is something that needs to be done more than once before you can do it best, and then you start to enjoy it more! Just keep pushing for now, and little by little, wetting should come to you more easily. Don't lose heart!
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