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 The Bathroom

   ST VALENTINE'S DAY PEE

   (C) 2001-9 The Bathroom

   It was St Valentine's Day, and Lorna was preparing to go on a date with
long time friend David, who offered her a Valentine's card.  He admired
Lorna for a long time , but could not get himself to ask her out, so when
eventually he asked her for a date, she agreed straight away.  Lorna had
put on a shiny red dress that went down to her ankles.  Underneath, she had
pit on a lacy bra and French knickers...  she looked so good.  As she was
slightly nervous, she drank two glasses of wine to pluck up courage...  now
she felt better.

   Lorna and David went to a nice restaurant in the town centre.  They were
shown to their table and everything for the time being was fine.  During
the meal they had shared two bottles of wine, and were talking very
happily. Lorna felt a slight twinge in her bladder, but ignored it...  she
was too busy enjoying herself.  David had gone to the toilet a couple of
times, but she continued to sit on her seat.  Her bladder was causing
discomfort, so she tried crossing her legs...  that helped.

   But half an hour later, she felt she was becoming more desperate.  She
squeezed her legs even tighter.  She also felt tipsy due to the two glasses
of wine she had earlier.  Throughout the evening, Lorna became even more
desperate...  she had fidgeted a lot and swayed a lot on her seat.  David
asked what was wrong...  she replied that she had an itchy bottom!  Of
course, she couldn't tell him what was really wrong with her...  that would
be too obvious.

   After a while, when the situation became almost unbearable, she
discreetly put one hand inbetween her legs through her dress.  She really
needed to go and did not think she could hold on that much longer.

   Later, it time for them to go, and David went to the toilet one last
time after paying the bill, but Lorna still sat on her seat.  While he
went, she put her other hand between her legs and gave herself a good
hold...  she wanted to wee badly.  David had called a taxi earlier and said
that had to wait for a while.  That was bad news for Lorna, who felt she
was on the verge of wetting herself at the table.

   A few moments later, the taxi came to pick the pair up to take them to
Lorna's flat.  When they got inside, Lorna wanted to go to the toilet, but
David grabbed her by one of her arms and ushered her to the bedroom.  She
protested at first, but David was persistent, and soon they started kissing
each other.

   Lorna wanted to hold herself through her dress, but David had taken both
her arms and put them behind her back.  He then put his hand on her crotch
instead and started rubbing it.  Lorna began moaning and got herself so
excited that she squirted some wee in her panties.  David felt that and
asked her to wee some more.  Lorna was stunned to hear a man saying that to
her, but she did so, squirting in little spurts and David felt the wetness
seep through Lorna's dress onto his hand.

   Then they raced to the bathroom.  David asked Lorna to hold her wee. 
She was holding herself through her red dress and squirting more wee. 
David watched her intently, seeing her extremely desperate and on the verge
of wetting herself big time.

   About half an hour later, David requested that Lorna start to wee in her
dress.  She obliged, so she parted her legs a little, grabbed her crotch
through her dress with one hand, and gave a huge sigh of relief as wee
soaked the dress and started to trickle down her thighs and creating a
splashing puddle on the floor.  David stared at the wet crotch of Lorna's
dress, glistening with wee.  She seemed to go forever.

   When she finally finished, the puddle looked more like a stream.  The
pair went back to the bedroom, took their clothes off and made love to each
other all night.  A few hours ago they were mutual friends, now they had
fallen in love and had set to become an item.