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 The Bathroom

   ENCOUNTER AT THE BEACH.

   (C) 2001-9 The Bathroom

   One bright summer Sunday, best friends Robyn and Rosie decided to go to
the seaside.  They got up around five in the morning, and wanted to leave
early enough in the hope that they could get to the beach before they got
caught in the queues.  "Have you got everything?" asked Robyn.  "Yes, er...
oh, I've forgotten my bikini!" replied Rosie, who then rushed to the
bedroom to look for her best one , which was coloured white with black and
red polka dots.  Robyn got her dark blue bikini to take with her.  As it
was a nice day, they had decided to walk the one mile from their flat to
the beach.  Unfortunately, their neighbour, Mr Politt, a middle-aged man
shouted "Hi!  Hello!" to them.  "Oh, no, not again," said Robyn.  "It's
that pervert again, he never seems to leave us alone," Rosie replied.  Mr
Politt approached them to say hello.  The girls tried to be polite to him.
"Are you going to the beach?" he asked.  "Er...  yes, we are," replied
Rosie.  "Splendid!" Mr Politt shouted excitedly and clasped his hands. 
"Can I come too, please?" "Er...." "Yes, of course you can, Rosie
interrupted Robyn.  "Okay, great!  I'll be back in a few minutes!" Mr
Politt said, and disappeared down the road.  "Why did you say that for?"
Robyn asked angrily.  "Sorry, it just came out," Rosie replied mournfully.
Ten minutes later, Mr Politt came back with a rucksack full of bottled
water and wearing a pair of swimming trunks so tiny, they could fit a young
boy.

   All three managed to find a nice spot on the beach, and soon unpacked
their things.  The girls soon changed into their bikinis.  As they did so,
they didn't notice the fact that Mr Politt was discreetly looking for a
brief show of naked flesh.  The trio soon settled down on the beach.  "Do
you have any water?" Robyn asked to Rosie.  "Er, sorry, I forgot," replied
her friend.  "Mr Politt to the rescue!" said the man as he handed Rosie a
bottle of water.  Robyn wasn't pleased.  Throughout the day, whenever Rosie
was thirsty, Mr Politt handed over another bottle of water.

   After a few hours, Rosie got up and said, "Hey guys, I need a wee.  Just
going to the toilet." "Can I come with you?  I need to go too," asked Mr
Politt.  "Oh, no!" Robyn protested, but the pair were already making their
way from the beach.

   Rosie had reached the public toilets when Mr Politt grabbed her by the
arm.  "Don't go there!  Please...  come here," he demanded.  They walked
through this quiet, narrow alleyway.  Rosie was nervous, but didn't attempt
to scream or shout out.  At the end, they approached this red-brick high
wall.  Mr Politt then faced a visibly-shaking Rosie.  "Don't be
frightened....  I want you to turn around with your back towards me, facing
the wall.  As you are doing that, also put your hands on the wall and
spread your legs a little." Rosie did what he said.  Mr Politt looked at
the young woman's slender figure wearing that sexy bikini and that lovely
pert bottom.  He reached out one hand, and put it under her bikini bottom
and started to gently rub her pussy.  He then stuffed his other hand down
his trunks, pulled out his penis and started to stroke it.  "Now, young
lady, I want you to start weeing in your bikini.  Give it a real soaking."
Rosie was shocked at first, but as she was desperate to go, she allowed her
bladder to relax and let go her urine.  Mr Politt's hand had rubbed her
pussy gently as she peed, soaking her bikini, and cascading down her
shapely inner thighs.  He then said, "Please pull your bikini bottoms to
one side to I can fuck you."

   Rosie once again didn't wait to be asked again, and bent down slightly,
waving her bum to the man, who had now slowly slid his now erect penis into
her.  Rosie was by now beginning to enjoy their brief sex session.  After a
few moments of hard- pumping, they both came in a mind-blowing climax.  Mr
Politt got out his penis and shed his seed over Rosie's bikini bottoms. 
After a few moments he began to wee over her, clearing away most of the
semen and letting his urine run down the back of her legs.

   After they both let out soft moans in relief, Rosie turned to face Mr
Politt and gave him an exquisite kiss on the lips.  "It was a big fantasy
of mine to see a young woman wet herself in front of me.  I've also fancied
you from afar for quite a while," Mr Politt said.  "Wow...  that's , er,
great," Rosie replied, then giving a puzzled look.  "I think we need to
keep this under our hats for now." The pair returned back to see Robyn at
the beach, who, surprisingly, didn't suspect a thing....