dirtyoldman 100 Posted October 13, 2020 Popular Post Share Posted October 13, 2020 It was the Fourth of July. For those of you who are not from the US, that is our national American holiday. It is commonly celebrated with parties, especially of the backyard barbecue variety. I had gone to a friend’s house to pick up some things for my mother, and I found myself stuck in holiday traffic on the way home. I needed a break from it all, and pulled into a roadside rest stop near San Clemente, California. I got out of the car and did a few stretches to loosen my weary bones. I watched as a car pulled into one of the few remaining parking spots. A man and a woman were inside. The woman was driving. She hopped out of the car and headed for the women’s restroom. I could tell that she was full-on desperate. It would have drawn a lot of attention if she had burst into a run, but she was walking as fast as she possibly could, biting her lip, hands clenched. She was Hispanic, mid-thirties, with a slightly pudgy figure and glasses which couldn’t conceal the fact that her face was very attractive. She was dressed entirely in white, and the fabric of her blouse and pants was almost but not quite like a nurse’s uniform. Whatever sort of barbecue she had been to, it must have been a VERY adult affair, because her clothes were entirely see-through, and I was able to see every stitch of her bra and everyday white nylon panties. In that attire, I doubt if she would have left the car in such a crowded venue if she hadn’t been hopelessly desperate for a bathroom. I sat down on a bench and relaxed. I have always had a passion for ladies in lingerie, so I figured I would get another look at her when she came out of the bathroom. I waited, and after a few minutes, she emerged. The expression on her face was grim. She was walking just as fast as she had walked before, and her eyes were fixed on the ground, reluctant to meet the eyes of others. I could see that that her crotch was soaking wet! I had watched her closely when she headed for the bathroom, feasting my eyes on her panties, so I knew she hadn’t been wet in the beginning; she hadn’t spilled a soft drink on herself in the car. I wondered if perhaps she had turned the bathroom faucet on with too much force to wash her hands and had splashed herself in front. But as she passed by me, I could see that she was wet in back as well, from her butt down to her knees; a faucet couldn’t have caused all that. I could think of only one explanation: she had made it to the bathroom door in time, as I had seen, but she hadn’t made it all the way to the toilet (and the rest stop was so crowded that there had probably been a line). She was a gorgeous sight indeed! She got into her car, and she was so rattled that she nearly backed right into another car that was entering the rest stop, but pulled away just in time. The guy in the passenger seat was smiling. I would have smiled too! All things considered, it was a great holiday! rachelkirwan, nwohdeh, Sentinelchicken and 12 others 14 1 Quote Link to comment
Anna B 274 Posted October 13, 2020 Share Posted October 13, 2020 Sounds like you were in the right place at the right time! Quote Link to comment
THEO WANDER 170 Posted October 14, 2020 Share Posted October 14, 2020 Damn I would love to be in that situation Quote Link to comment
slycat 74 Posted October 25, 2020 Share Posted October 25, 2020 Here in Oregon where I live, there are usually plenty of rest areas, but in California, sometimes not. Many years before I was into Omo, I was in California on a trip, and one time I probably came as close to wetting myself as I ever have on accident before I made it to the rest area. Quote Link to comment
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