I went on a date tonight, and I ended up doing an unintended hold 🙈
On the way over to his place, I was already starting to need to pee a little. No big deal, I’ll just go when I get there. When I see him, I forget all about my need to pee. He starts prepping dinner and he shows me around, showing me where the bathroom is if I should happen to need it.
But then we move on and I end up cuddling with him on the couch. No big deal, I don’t need to go that badly.
We start watching a movie.
Half an hour in, I’m really starting to feel the pressure, but I don’t want to move, I’m cozy. More time passes, and I’m paying more attention to my bladder than the movie. But I don’t want him to know! I fight the urge to squirm as my bladder begs me to ask to pause so it can find relief. Surely the movie must be almost finished anyway, I assure myself I can hold it. It seems to take forever, the plot going on and on. He grabs my hip, getting dangerously close to my bladder, and is oblivious to how horny that made me. I tense as the characters jump into a lake, the water splashing on screen. Then I remind myself I can’t let my need show, I need to relax. I force myself to relax, just hoping I don’t leak on his couch.
Finally, after what feels like an eternity, the movie ends and I make my subtle escape to the bathroom.
“I’m just going to sneak out to the bathroom real quick, I’ll be right back!”
My voice is calm but my bladder is screaming at me to hurry up. I work really hard to be totally calm as I make my way to the bathroom like a normal person would, you know, someone whose bladder was not about to explode.
I make it to the bathroom! I strip down my pants and realize my date is right on the other side of the door! I can’t let him know how much I needed to pee! So even though all that liquid wants to explode out from my bladder, I make myself let it out slowly, as quietly as possible. It takes a full minute to get it all out, agonizingly slow, and I just hope he wasn’t able to hear how long I peed 🙈 It was the type of pee where the desperation lingers, my bladder too full to really feel the relief right away. So I continued to fight and slow down that stream. When the relief finally hit, it seemed to take forever to finish! Every second brought more embarrassment. When I left the bathroom, I felt amazingly relieved, terribly embarrassed, and extremely horny 😅
