Hey so I'm not officially back but I wanted to drop by and tell you a story โบ๏ธ
Soo, the other day I had an interview. I was extremely nervous and well you can see where this is going my nerves made me need to pee so bad and I hadn't got enough sleep because of fretting all night long so I was coffee loading all morning. Anyway, so I slipped on my tight, most-business like, short black dress, tights and shiny black heels, covered up with a blazer and left for the train. I used the bathroom as soon as I boarded and grabbed another coffee at the little shop thing. Long story short, the interview was horrific, coffee does not go well on an empty stomach, I was squirming the whole time. I just wanted to get home and thought maybe when I got in, I'd skip the loo and have some fun. As you guys know it's been a while and I needed cheering up. I decided to catch a bus from the place to the train station as I could sit and hold myself rather than walking like a very slow penguin. I leant against the bus stop and looked around... No one, but a young man in a black suit sitting in the shelter. Though he looked half asleep so I took my chance. I pulled up my skirt to the thighs and pressed against my aching crotch. It helped and I have to admit it felt good. Convinced I'd put it off for a while I pulled my hand away and ruffled through my bag for a cigarette and lit it. I placed my hand back where it was and pressed a finger into my button, looking over my shoulder to check the young man was still in daydream mode. I imagined myself at home, maybe I'd try and wait a while; put on my favourite Lacey white lingerie and lay across my bed, squirming while I read my magazines until I simply had to give in.... But I was already pretty desperate though, I probably would only just make it through the door, just managing to slam it shut, lock it, turn around, moan as I try and hold it back as it starts streaming down my legs... Fuck. I'd leaked, soaking the fabric of my panties making me remember where I was, my pussy hurt really bad now. I couldn't hold it and I couldn't stop thinking about flooding myself in the door way or all over the bed. "Are you alright love?" Shit. The man had come round from his midday fucking coma. "I'm fine, just erm, in a bit of pain that's all... Ignore me" The man looked concerned "Oh no, please look away!" I couldn't take it anymore. "No no no, I'm gonna.." Piss streamed through my tights and between my fingers. I couldn't stop it. It was too late, I stopped trying to fight it and moaned as I soaked myself. Afterwards I remembered the man was there and told him I was sorry, he said it was okay and too my surprise he got up and walked towards me before whispering in my ear: "I really gotta go too, watching you made me leak"
