rachelkirwan 13,627 Posted November 12, 2018 🌟 OmoOrg VIP Popular Post Share Posted November 12, 2018 Well, the other day I was out about town. I had a couple of errands planned for the morning, and then had a delightful afternoon with very little planned. Work has been very busy and so I very much needed the break. I decided to do the thing that brings me the most fun, which is grabbing a lovely warm drink, curling up in a comfy chair in a coffee shop, and enjoying a good book. While it’s been getting chillier here lately, I’m not giving up on skirt weather just yet. This being said, it has been quite cool, so on this day, I slipped a pair of thin black tights over top of a pair of lovely white cotton panties with orange trim. Overtop of this, I wore a knee-length pleated gray skirt, and on top a cozy cardigan, overtop of a simple lavender blouse. I bustled about in the morning, and right after lunchtime, I headed over to one of my favorite coffee shops and grabbed a pot of chai tea. I found my favorite spot by the window, which took some jockeying with another customer (I had to perch nearby while my tea steeped and then swoop in). While I was waiting I prepared my tea with lots of cream, sugar and some extra cinnamon on top. I then snuggled in, knees against my chest, and worked my way through my book. I love the chair I chose because it’s big and comfy, but it also faces the window, so if I am wearing a skirt and sit with my legs in a less than discreet lady-like fashion, I get the naughty feeling that people walking past on the street might be able to spot my panties. I get that semi-exhibitionistic thrill of being a girl on display in the window. With an extra naughty jolt as people at the right angle may be able to spot my panties. Today, I thought a passerby would have to look quite closely, given that I was wearing rights, but if they looked hard enough, they would certainly be able to make out my white cotton panties through my tights, given how I was sitting. I worked my way through my first mug, and a good number of chapters. My mind forgot where I was and I dove into my book. After a good half hour, a goodly portion of tea had worked through my body, I was at a decent 4 or 5 on the desperation scale, and when I reached for my mug, it was empty. I wrapped up my chapter and then got up, being less than careful with my skirt. To reserve my special spot, I left my purse and book in the middle of the chair, and I took my teapot up to the counter. This coffee shop does very good teas, the leafy expensive kinds. As a result, you can always get a second cup of tea out of your pot if you ask for more hot water, which they are always happy to provide. I waited my turn, and soon got my tea topped up. I went back to my spot and worked my way through another chapter, while the tea steeped. I was at a ‘you should probably head to the washroom before you get back on the Skytrain, but are probably ok for a while,’ level of desperation at this point. Then, I got up to add all the yummy chai fixings. I poured a generous cup of tea, leaving room for milk. I then added the crazy hipster dark sugar they have and after mixing it all together, added a generous puff of cinnamon on top. My mind still on the ambiance of the coffee shop and aesthetic of a fresh mug of tea, I put my face down into my mug and inhaled the rich aroma. In the process, I got a nose full of cinnamon. As those of you who have been following my pad tests know, a nose full of cinnamon is a guaranteed way for me to trigger a massive sneeze, and this is exactly what happened. ACHOO! It wasn’t one of those sneezes where you have warning and get time to like cover your mouth and cross your legs. Nope. It was a sudden and violent sneeze. I barely had a chance to turn my head away from the tea service station. Right along with the sneeze, I felt a big jet of warm pee erupt between my legs. We aren’t talking a little squirt that just dampens the gusset of your panties. Nope. This was a big squirt, the kind that you can feel dribbling down the inside of your thigh, cooling as it works its way down your tights. I clenched, stopping the flood as quickly as I could, and fortunately there was no second sneeze or additional wetting. So then there I was, standing in the middle of one of my favorite coffee shops, with a bunch of people staring at me, attracted no doubt by my very loud sneeze, with a cooling trickle of pee running down my inner left thigh. The people about me quickly went about their business, unaware of my bathroom accident. I composed myself, and headed back over to my reading nook. I had that crazy feeling that people were still watching me, and that if I immediately went to the bathroom they would guess that I’d had an accident. It’s like that same feeling you get when you are say wearing a diaper and feel like everyone can see it, even though they can’t. So rather than going straight to the washroom to inspect the damage, I went back to my spot. Put my mug down next to the chair, along with the tea pot, and then pretended to rummage about in my purse for a little while, and then I picked up my purse and headed to the washroom. There wasn’t a wait and I went straight in. I inspected my skirt, which given the pleating and cut tends to avoid getting wet when this sort of thing happens, and it was indeed unscathed. I then lifted it up to inspect my tights and panties. There was a cool wet streak running all the way down my left thigh to almost my knee, and the crotch of my tights was pretty. I kicked off my shoes and pulled my tights off, before padding them dry with some toilet paper. I then put my shoes back on, as the floor of any public washroom is not the kind of place you want to be in socks. I hiked up my skirt and pulled down my panties, enjoying the little tingle that followed the feeling of the wet gusset brushing my inner thigh. I did still have to pee, so I inspected my wet panties spread out between my thighs while I peed sitting on the toilet. I had made quite a mess of them. In addition to the serious wet spot I had just made, my morning activities and active girl parts had left some other residue on the gusset of these otherwise pristine white cotton panties. After wiping, I let my panties slide all the way down my ankles, and with a little difficulty, stepped out of them and left them there on the ground in front of the toilet. I left my panties there on the dirty ground in front of the toilet, stepped back, now completely naked under my skirt, and took a couple of artful pictures for all of you perverts. I like how the yellow theme of the washroom complements the stain I left in my panties. I then padded the panties dry with some toilet paper, and then decided to take a couple of more artful pictures of my panties, draped over the toilet paper dispenser. I love how the match the colour of the walls. My quick little naughty photo shoot complete, I carefully folded up my panties (wet side on the inside) and then rummaged around my purse for the little plastic baggie where I keep my backup panties. I pulled them out (one of my cute purple Olaf panties), pulled them on, and stuffed my wet panties inside the bag. I also rolled up my tights, and stuffed these into my purse (don’t worry, my purse is pretty big). Then, as an afterthought, because it seemed like one of those days, I pulled a pad out of my purse, pulled my panties down, and affixed the pad. I had been in the washroom for a good amount of time, and had that ‘oh no, what will people think’ thought in the back of my head, even though this kind of thought is completely irrational. I washed my hands, straightened my clothes, and headed back out. My tea was fortunately still warm and my spot unoccupied. I hunkered down for another pot’s worth of reading. Now, as I sat there, I felt just a little bit naughtier, knowing that I had a pair of wet panties in my purse, and also because now that I was not wearing any tights, there was a guarantee that my cartoon character panties might just be visible to keen-eyed passersby as a result of the various un-ladylike poses I assumed while reading. I’m certain a number of random folks spotted my panties (and possibly my pad), while I sped through a half-dozen more chapters. My travels home were uneventful, though the chill on my legs reminded me of my accident earlier. Rach Stanley79, Meowth, JensH2 and 7 others 10 Quote Link to comment
ian flemming 231 Posted November 12, 2018 Share Posted November 12, 2018 Lovely as always . Kinda surprised you weren't wearing a pad to begin with , knowing your propensity for accidents . Stanley79 1 Quote Link to comment
rachelkirwan 13,627 Posted November 13, 2018 Author 🌟 OmoOrg VIP Share Posted November 13, 2018 21 hours ago, ian flemming said: Lovely as always . Kinda surprised you weren't wearing a pad to begin with , knowing your propensity for accidents . Ah well, I've been pretty good lately, it's not pollen season and I wasn't expecting a sneeze ? Quote Link to comment
homeanddry 307 Posted November 13, 2018 Share Posted November 13, 2018 On 11/12/2018 at 7:48 PM, rachelkirwan said: I love the chair I chose because it’s big and comfy, but it also faces the window, so if I am wearing a skirt and sit with my legs in a less than discreet lady-like fashion, I get the naughty feeling that people walking past on the street might be able to spot my panties. I get that semi-exhibitionistic thrill of being a girl on display in the window. With an extra naughty jolt as people at the right angle may be able to spot my panties. Today, I thought a passerby would have to look quite closely, given that I was wearing rights, but if they looked hard enough, they would certainly be able to make out my white cotton panties through my tights, given how I was sitting. A really well written experience, thanks! This bit stood out though. I can't deny that I enjoy an accidental glimpse here and there. It never occurred to me that some might actually want to be glimpsed like that though ? rachelkirwan and moiamigo 2 Quote Link to comment
rachelkirwan 13,627 Posted November 13, 2018 Author 🌟 OmoOrg VIP Share Posted November 13, 2018 49 minutes ago, homeanddry said: A really well written experience, thanks! This bit stood out though. I can't deny that I enjoy an accidental glimpse here and there. It never occurred to me that some might actually want to be glimpsed like that though ? I'm glad you liked it, and definitely some of us girls can be rather naughty ? Quote Link to comment
AnonymousOne 30 Posted November 23, 2018 Share Posted November 23, 2018 Ooops! I always enjoy the way you show off your pee-stained panties here after you wet yourself. Thanks for sharing. Quote Link to comment
rachelkirwan 13,627 Posted November 23, 2018 Author 🌟 OmoOrg VIP Share Posted November 23, 2018 7 hours ago, CoffeeGuy1 said: Ooops! I always enjoy the way you show off your pee-stained panties here after you wet yourself. Thanks for sharing. Thanks! Hun. Quote Link to comment
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