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  1. Apologies to anyone who is reading this, but there will be a break in the story for now as I will be away for a couple of weeks. I look forward to continuing on my return and I can assure you that there is loads of wet fun to come in the story. Thanks in advance for your patience.
  2. Chapter 7:- It didn’t take Tom long to prepare for their walk into the village. He freshened himself up in the bathroom and put on a clean shirt. He didn’t wear a tie as he felt that would be too formal for a casual evening out. Slipping his sports jacket on he announced he was ready. While Tom had been in the bathroom, Jill had decided to change her dress, mainly because she was concerned that there might be a lingering smell of pee with the one she had been wearing when she had her earlier mishap. When Tom returned he found her standing in her bra and knickers, pulling on a pair of tights. He stiffened up immediately at the sight, especially when, at first glance, he thought she wasn’t wearing any knickers. Then on a closer look he saw that they were skin coloured, matching her skin tone almost exactly. He noticed they were quite tight too, with little bulges of flesh at the waist and leg openings where they were digging in to her skin. Jill slipped her dress on, tidied her hair and finished her make up and they were ready to go. It was a gorgeous evening as they walked along the road down to the village. The sun was still bright over the sea beyond the bay and there wasn’t a breath of wind. They soon arrived at the edge of the village and started along the street heading for the seafront. There were lots of little shops with the usual mix of bakers, butchers and grocers, along with some other specialised little shops that Jill said she would love to explore the next day. When they arrived at the seafront they found themselves at a little harbour. There were small fishing boats and some pleasure boats and small yachts tied up along the quay, with their crews standing around chatting and enjoying the evening. There were some cafes and more shops along the harbour front, as well as a couple of pubs. One had a chalkboard outside with a menu on it. The place looked quaint and charming so they agreed they should go in for a meal. On entry they found it just as they had expected, with low ceilings and maritime objects displayed in every corner. A pleasant young waitress came up to help them and soon they found themselves seated and tucking in to a lovely meal of seafood along with a few large glasses of wine. They took their time over their meal, and as well as the wine they consumed several glasses of water before finishing with coffee. Tom went up to pay, and before returning to the table he went to use the toilet. He had been particularly desperate or anything but thought it best to go as he didn’t know how long they would be before they got back to the hotel. When he returned to the table he found Jill with her jacket on, ready to leave. They left the pub and walked along the seafront. The sun was now setting and looked like a golden ball on the horizon out beyond the bay, so they sat on a bench and watched it go down. There were fewer people about now and once the sun set the air became distinctly cooler. Tom felt Jill give a little shiver beside him and he asked of she was cold. She replied that it was a bit chill it she would soon warm up when they started walking. In fact she had shivered because she was starting to need the toilet and a spasm had suddenly hit her. The cool air certainly wasn’t helping but she didn’t want to admit her need to Tom, at least not yet, as she wasn’t at the desperate stage. Tom was feeling the cooler air too. Having broken the seal he was now starting to need again and knew he would have to find a toilet again before long. They got up off the bench and started back along the harbour. As they passed the other pub that they had seen earlier, Tom had the idea that if they went in for a drink he could use the toilet there too. He suggested a dink to Jill and she agreed, thinking to herself that she could use the toilet pas well. More soon
  3. Chapter 6:- During the remainder of the drive Tom found himself distracted although they were passing through some lovely scenery. Jill was normally rather shy and reserved and never talked about personal and private intimate matters . The fact that she had described today’s accident in such detail, as well as tell him about the one she had as a teenager, was out of character. This got him wondering. Did she suspect that he was into women being desperate and wetting themselves? Had he inadvertently let something slip in a previous moment of passion ? Was she into desperation herself and trying to lead him on? All these thoughts were circling through his mind. He dearly wanted to tell her how much seeing her bursting for the toilet turned him on, but he couldn’t bring himself to do it. What if the very thought disgusted her? She might see him as a creep and not want anything more to do with him. They had a wonderful relationship and he didn’t want it to end, so he decided that now was not the time and tried instead to turn his thoughts to their surroundings. Late in the afternoon they arrived at the coast and into the village where they were staying. The hotel itself was a big old house about a mile out of the village . It overlooked the village and the bay. There was a hedge and a lawn bordered with flower beds to the front while a driveway at the side led to the car park at the rear. There was only one other car parked when they pulled in. They took their bags and headed around to the front door and into the hallway. There was a small reception area and a severe looking older lady was on a duty behind it. Tom gave his name and explained that they had a booking. The woman looked at him, gave the slightest hint of a smile and slipped him a registration form.Tom completed it, filled in his car registration at the appropriate place and handed it back to her. She asked if they required an evening meal, but they had decided to explore the village and would eat there so they thanked her but said no. She then told when breakfast was served before giving them a key and directions to their room. Their room was on the first floor, looking out over the front of the building. It was large with a high ceiling and old fashioned decor. Tom was rather disappointed to see that there was no en-suite, in fact not even a washbasin. He didn’t say anything as Jill was obviously very pleased with it, especially the view to the sea. They organised their things and Tom , who by now was needing the toilet rather badly went to look for one. On the landing outside their room were several doors. He found one marked bathroom and opened it. Inside was a large room with a bath, washbasin and toilet he locked the door and used the toilet before going back to explain to Jill where it was. She then went to her bag and took something out before say she would use the toilet too. Off she went and Shen she came back she was carrying something. Only when she went to the radiator by the window and spread something on it did Tom realise that it was the knickers she had wet earlier, she had rinsed them out in the bathroom and was spreading them out to dry. Seeing them brought the whole experience back to Tom and he went over and put his arms around her and kissed her lovingly. She didn’t resist as he led her over to the bed where they flopped down and had a long gentle cuddling session before getting up and sorting themselves out for a trip into the village. More to follow
  4. Chapter 5:- Tom glanced over to look at Jill. From the driving seat there was no outward signs of anything amiss, apart from the fact that she was blushing bright red. He muttered that he was sorry, but that he couldn’t do anything about being pulled over for a random check. Jill replied, saying that it wasn’t his fault and that she shouldn’t have had so much tea on the train. She then went on to explain what had happened. ”I know that before we got pulled over I said I needed to pee. Well actually that was a severe understatement, as I was absolutely bursting and had been getting more and more desperate by the minute. I didn’t want to say anything earlier as I didn’t want to distress you or make you panic, especially with the police about. I was almost losing control when they directed us over into the lay-by. Then, when they told me to get out and stay behind the barrier I knew that it was too late and that I was definitely going to have to one somehow. As I moved to get out of the car I sensed a leak but I couldn’t very well hold myself then especially in front of a young policeman! It was when I stretched my leg to step over the barrier that it really started and I felt a spurt escape into my knickers. I tried to hold it back, but my poor muscles had had enough and it started to dribble down my thighs. I quickly sat on the grass and pulled my skirt from under me. I was peeing steadily by now so I just sat there and went in my knickers. They are too tight to pull the gusset aside so I just did it through them. We’ll have to stop at the services though, as I need to change them as they are absolutely soaked.” Tom could hardly drive, he was so aroused by what Jill was telling him. The thought of this lovely mature woman beside him sitting there with pee-soaked knickers was almost too much for him. His penis was rock hard and making a huge bulge in his trousers and he was sure that Jill would notice. Luckily they arrived at the services and Tom pulled in to park as close to the building as he could. Jill asked him to open the boot for her so that she could get some fresh knickers out of her case and off she went to change. Tom got out too and went to the gents although he wasn’t really needing to pee. He went into a cubicle and locked the door before unzipping and manoeuvring his still hard penis out of his clothing. He closed his eyes and pictured Jill sitting on the grass, with her pee gushing out of her knickers. He involuntarily started to stroke himself as he imagined her and within seconds he had ejaculated into the toilet. He quickly tidied himself up and went back out to wait for Jill she emerged shorty from the ladies, carrying the plastic bag containing her wet knickers. Tom couldn’t resist putting his arm around her and giving her a quick kiss before the headed to the car. Once back in the car, Tom asked Jill if she felt better and if it was okay to carry on with their journey. Jill replied by saying that she was fine now and felt nice and comfortable. She went on to say that she had done another pee while in the toilet so would be definitely ok for the rest of the journey. She also said she had rinsed out her knickers and dried them a bit under the hand drier before putting them in the bag and that she would dry them properly later when they reached the hotel. They set off again, although Tom was still extremely turned on by what had happened. His condition wasn’t helped when Jill started Tom tell him something. “ You know” she said, “That experience reminded me of the first real accident I had as an adult, or maybe almost an adult. We were in the final year of school and I would have just turned eighteen. A bunch of us met up in the park one day after school and we were fooling around. Someone had got hold of some cans of cider, although most of us were still underage. We didn’t have much experience of drinking at that time, or at least I didn’t and I had no idea how quickly that stuff goes through you! Not long after drinking a can I really had to pee. It came on me all of a sudden and I soon realised that if I didn’t get to a toilet I was going to do it in my knickers! I left the others and headed across the park to the toilets. Long before i reached them I had to hold myself. I was absolutely desperate! In fact I couldn’t remember ever having needed so badly before. I was still wearing my school uniform of blazer, white blouse and dark skirt. We had had PE that day so I had my navy blue gym knickers on. Some girls wore gym knickers which looked like shorts whilst others wore ones which were quite loose and baggy. Mine were like full back panties and were quite tight as I was always a bit on the chubby side. Anyway, I got to the toilet, only to find they were locked up. I panicked then, as I was almost peeing myself and the thought that I had been about to get relief seemed to make thing ten times worse when I found I couldn’t. I simply had to pee! There was no doubting it! I frantically glanced around, looking for somewhere to go. I saw a thick clump of bushes about fifty yards away and decided that they would have to do and quickly headed for them. However, long before I got there my bladder had other ideas and I felt myself leaking. By the time I reached the bushes I reckon about half of the contents of my bladder was in my knickers. They were soaked! When I finally reached the bushes I ducked in behind them and lifted my skirt and squatted down. I was peeing freely by now, so rather tha pull my knickers down I just relaxed and let go in them. The relief was bliss, but my navy knickers were absolutely wringing wet! I slipped them off and wrung them out as best I could before slipping them in my bag. I dried myself off as much as I could with a tissue and stood up again. I didn’t want to go back among my friends, especially wearing no knickers, so I headed off home. Luckily my mum was still at work so I could put my clothes in the washer and have a shower before she came home. So you see, I have a bit of previous experience, not that I’m proud of it or anything. In fact you must be ashamed of me, a grown woman who can’t seem to keep her knickers dry” Tom tried to reply, but in reality he was so turned on he could hardly trust himself to speak. He tried to tell Jill that anyone could be caught short and have an accident. He reminded her that he had been caught himself while with her on a few previous occasions and that he wasn’t one bit ashamed of her. In fact, he said he was extremely proud to be seen in the company of such a lovely woman. Things settled down then and they enjoyed the scenery on the much quieter roads as they neared the coast. More to come soon
  5. Chapter 4:- Tom watched as Jill headed towards the low metal barrier. He could hardly concentrate on the questions the one police officer was asking him whilst the other lead the dog around and into the car. He saw Jill hesitate as she partially straddled the barrier before heading a short distance down the embankment and sitting in the grass. Somehow he managed to put the thought of her desperate need aside as he answered the questions being fired at him. He was really concern about Jill, as, by her own admission, she seemed to be at the point of wetting herself and he was convinced in his own mind that she would not be able to hold it in much longer. The thought aroused him -big time- but there was no time for such thoughts just now as he dealt as politely as possible with the two police officers. Th dog handler finally stepped away and indicated to his colleague that all was clear. After a quick check around the vehicle, looking at the tyres and the lights, the officer apologised for any hold up and told Tom that all was well and that they could be on their way. The officers moved in to deal with the next vehicle which had pulled in behind them, and Tom waved to Jill to indicate that they could go. Jill stood up and rearranged her skirt before heading back up the embankment and climbing back over the barrier. Before opening the passenger door and getting in , she opened the rear door instead and reached in for the empty carrier bag that their water bottles and sweets had been in. She took it and closed the back door before opening the door and spreading the bag on the seat. She then gingerly got in, pulling her skirt from under her bottom as she sat down. Tom had been too busy watching for an opportunity to pull out into the traffic to notice what she had done with her skirt and said. “Hold on dear.It’s only a couple of miles to the services. You’ll soon get to the toilet now.” Jill looked at him and blushed bright red before saying “I’m sorry Tom, but it’s too late for that. I’m afraid I have already done it -I’ve completely wet myself!” To be continued
  6. Chapter 3 (apologies for the delay) The sight of the police activity up ahead helped Jill forget her predicament for a moment. There was a policeman standing in the road talking to each driver as they passed. Some vehicles were being waved on whilst others were directed into a lay-by. Tom commented that they would most likely be waved through, as the car, although by no means new, was in tip top condition and he kept it clean and shiny. Jill very much hoped this would be the case, as a sudden spasm hit her bladder and made her squirm around frantically. She exclaimed “ Oh I do hope so. I don’t think I can wait much longer. If we get pulled over I’m liable to wet myself! I really need to get to a toilet before it’s too late!” It didn’t take long before they were the next in the queue. Tom lowered his window as they approached the policeman, while Jill continued to squirm in the passenger seat. The policeman came up to them. He was on older, rather gruff character. Without much in the way of pleasantries he asked where they had come from and where they were going. Tom was in two minds whether to answer or to tell him that it was none of his business, but something in the policeman’s manner stopped him. Instead, mindful of Jill’s condition and not want into cause any further delay, he told the officer where they had started out and where they were heading. The policeman spoke into his radio, relaying the details that Tom had told him. After a few seconds his radio crackled into life with the reply and he asked Tom to pull over into the lay-by. Jill was now clearly in difficulty. She had a hand permanently thrust into her crotch and was pressing her thighs tight together and breathing in little gasps. Tom looked over and apologised, saying that surely they would be held long, as they had done nothing illegal. Jill gasped a response, saying “ It’s going to b e too late! I really can’t wait much longer! I’m going to pee myself!” They stopped in the lay-by as Jill tried to regain some degree of composure. There were three policemen there and one had a black Labrador dog on a lead. One officer opened Tom’s door and explained that it was a quick drugs check. He told Tom to get out and stay beside the car before telling Jill that she would have to get out too. The road at this point was slightly elevated on an embankment with a low metal barrier at the edge. He told Jill that once she was out she should go over the barrier and stay on the other side for safety. Jill could hardly move and knew that if she did so she was going to wet herself! She thought about saying something to the policemen about how desperate she was but then thought the better of it. Instead she gingerly opened her door and with one hand holding her crotch as discreetly as possible she headed for the metal barrier. All was well until she lifted one leg over. The action of spreading her legs apart to cross the barrier was to much for her overworked muscles and to her horror she felt the first spurt of pee jet into her knickers! More soon
  7. Chapter 2:- The traffic continued to crawl along. They found themselves moving a car length at a time. The opposite carriageway was flowing freely, so Tom commented that whatever the hold up was, it was only affecting their side of the road. Jill had gone quiet and was becoming quite concerned, as she was becoming more and more desperate for a pee by the minute. The fact that they were stuck in slow moving traffic and knowing that she couldn’t go only made matters worse. That, along with the fact that she was excited to be with Tom again and looking forward to some sexy fun over the weekend, was also contributing to her increasing need. She hadn’t mentioned how desperate she was to Tom ,but knew she would have to do so soon, as she was at the stage where she was going to have to hold herself shortly or she would leak. She had been trying hard not to show any signs of needing the toilet, but the squeezing of her thighs together and pressing her bottom into the seat was no longer having the necessary effect. They kept creeping forward, Tom becoming increasingly frustrated and Jill concentrating solely on her filling bladder. Then, when they were at a standstill for the umpteenth time, they saw a man from a car a few vehicles in front of them get out and walk to the edge of the road. He then proceeded to turn away from the traffic, unzip and pee forcibly into the grass. The sight of his pee jetting out and splashing on the ground was almost too much for Jill and she quickly grabbed herself through her skirt before saying go Tom. “Oh, look at him! I wish I could do that. I’ve been bursting for a pee for ages! I don’t know how much longer I’ll be able to hold!” Tom looked across and saw that Jill was looking rather flustered. Having admitted that she was bursting to go she was now making no attempt to hide the fact. She was squeezing herself through her skirt and her legs were squirming and twisting constantly. Tom didn’t know what to say, but the sight of his dear lady so obviously desperate and trying not to wet herself was turning him on big time. The bulge in his trousers made it look as if the car had sprouted another gear stick he was so big and hard. He tried his best to conceal the fact from Jill, but in truth she was so tied up in her own predicament that she didn’t seem to notice. Tom muttered some reassurances before noticing that a few vehicles up ahead were being pulled into a lay-by and that there were loads of policemen and police cars with blue lights flashing . More to come soon
  8. Here is another tale of Tom and his older lover Jill. It follows on from the three previous stories I wrote about them, although I was shocked to see how long it had been since I posted the last one (Wet weekend break). Due to circumstances I intend to write this one in chapters. They may not appear regularly but when the opportunity arises. Enjoy. Chapter 1:- A month since their last weekend together, Tom and. Jill had arranged another trip away. This time they were going to the coast, to a quiet village with lots of historic sites nearby.Tim had arranged to pick Jill up at the nearest mainline station and they would drive the remainder of the way. On the appointed day, Tom set off early and reached the big town where he was to meet Jill at the station. He had loads of time before her train arrived so he had a coffee and a wander around before returning to meet her train. Bearing in mind the predicament he had found himself in on their last weekend together he also made sure he used the toilet, as the last thing he wanted to happen was to be caught short on the journey. Jill’s train duly arrived and she stepped off the train and straight into Tom’s arms. He thought she looked more stunning than ever. Her hair had been styled to perfection and she was wearing a beautiful dress with tight body and flared skirt. Her dress enhanced her curvy figure and he felt a stirring in his groin as soon as he saw her. After a quick hug and kiss they headed for the car park. Mindful of Jill’s accident in her knickers on their previous date, Tom asked if she was ok to leave or did she need to use the ladies first. Jill replied that she was ok in that respect, but would like to get some water for the car journey, as it was warm and she was quite thirsty. They bought some water and some sweets for the journey and headed off to the car. Before long they were out of the city and driving along a busy main road . Tom explained that they would be about an hour and a half on that road before their turn off onto much narrower and twisty roads to get to their destination. By his reckoning he estimated that the whole trip would take about two and a half hours. Jill said she didn’t mind, as it was a lovely day and she was enjoying seeing the different countryside and they had lots to chat about. She sat chatting and looking at the passing landscape as she constantly sipped from her water bottle. After about an hour the traffic seemed to get heavier and then slow down noticeably. Soon they were crawling along in a long queue of cars and lorries. Tom was worried that there had been an accident and that they would be diverted onto smaller roads or held up for ages. Jill was worried too, it for another reason. She had almost finished her bottle of water already and had been intending to ask Tom to stop at the next services, as she was starting to need to pee - rather badly! End of this chapter but look out for more soon.
  9. Personally I think that piss expresses urgency more than pee does. To hear a woman say she is going to pee herself is great but to hear one say she is going to piss herself somehow implies to me that she is extremely desperate and is indeed going to do it. This is especially the case if the woman involved doesn’t normally use such language. That again implies that she is at her limit.
  10. Good sighting and thanks for sharing it. I like sightings like that as they leave the possible endings to your own imagination. In this case, even if she did find the toilet in time there is still the possibility of it being closed for cleaning, the cubicles all being occupied or it being out of order. I imagine from your description of her actions that if she had been met with any of these situations then it would have been too much for her bladder.
  11. Oh yes please! Quite happy to leave the choice of a sequel or new series entirely up to you, but oh please give us more.
  12. Yes indeed the thought crossed my mind as soon as I saw the crowds on tv. I was away myself and it was too sunny to stay inside and watch much but when you factor in the long wait for access, drinking enough to stay hydrated in the warm weather along with the anticipation and excitement of the occasion it was bound to be too much for some bladders. Someone out there must have seen or heard something.
  13. No worries. Based on the first bit I am sure it will be well worth the wait.
  14. I once worked in construction and clearly remember a female Health and Safety advisor bring up the topic of the state of the toilets at one of our sites. When discussing the matter her exact words were “I wouldn’t want to drop my knickers and go in there, no matter how desperate I was” My lasting memory of that meeting was an imagined image of her bursting but not wanting to use the dirty toilet. She was quite chubby, and wore tight clothes which made the image even better in my eyes.
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