Posted by Julie on July 08, 2008 at 14:24 [64.12.117.7]
I got so turned on by pooping my pants at work last week that I’ve been anxious for a chance to do it again. The opportunity came today and I couldn’t resist my desire. It was even more exciting then the first time especially since I very nearly got caught. At the suggestion of others in this forum I started carrying an extra pair of panties in a ziplock baggie in my purse “just in case”. I also put a small package of “wet wipes” in my purse and today it was a good thing I had all three.
Everything started out pretty much the same as last time. I had the early lunch and within twenty minutes of getting back to work I was in need of a bowel movement. Again there were only two other women in the office at the time and when the urge came on me for a BM I knew for certain I was going to do it in my pants. My “just in case” items are in a small bag with my tampons and pads so I got the bag from my purse then headed to the restroom. I should have went straight into the stall like I did last week but I couldn’t resist the desire of being a little more adventurous. As soon as I got inside the restroom I stopped in front of the mirror at the sink then began to “grunt” and quickly pushed a big firm turd into the seat of my pants. I was already in heaven knowing I had poop in my pants then I continued grunting and could hear the crackling sound as I finished filling my panties with a large BM. While most of the poop felt fairly firm as it came out I could tell the last of it was definitely soft and I knew it was going to be a little more difficult to clean up then the last time. The smell from my bowel movement was already quite obvious and as I thought to myself “it smells like someone did poo-poo’s in her pants” I turned my bottom towards the mirror and could see a noticeable bulge in the seat of my light blue pants. I lightly patted the bulge as I thought “oh my Julie, it even looks like someone did poo-poo’s in her pants”. At that moment I heard footsteps on the tile floor just outside the restroom door and I knew someone was coming in.
I quickly went into the far stall and as I was latching the door one of my co-workers walked in. I was still in the process of undoing my pants and sitting down with my panties on as she came into the first stall. She quickly took her pants down and began to pee as I continued to sit there with a big stinky poop in my panties. I had pulled the crotch of my panties to the side and tried to tinkle but I was so nervous I couldn’t get the flow started. As I sat there I realized the restroom reeked with the odor of fresh poop. My co-worker knew that I was still in the process of sitting down when she came in and I’m certain she was aware that I had not done any “business” while she was there. I couldn’t imagine what she was thinking? She seemed to sit there longer then usual after she had finished peeing then as she washed her hands she asked me if “everything was alright?” and I replied that I was fine.
I was relieved when she finally walked out of the restroom. Even though I wasn’t certain and maybe I was just being a little paranoid, I suspected that she may have known I’d pooped my pants. If I was in her position I know I would have thought that. In a strange way the thought of having her know got me turned on even more and I began to rapidly rub my clit through my panties as I quickly brought myself to a very intense orgasm. I then lifted my bottom and turned my panties down in back and a large amount of poop plopped into the toilet. I pulled my panties down between my legs and could see thick gooey dark brown stinky in the seat of my pink hi-cut cotton panties. I wiped them out as best as I could then decided they were still too messy to wear. I took the clean panties from my bag, quickly stepped out of my pants and panties, then pulled the clean undies up between my legs and quickly stepped back into my pants. I could still feel thick gooey stinky on my butt too and after wiping it as good as I could with the toilet paper I used the wet wipes to “wash” my bottom. After flushing the toilet I rinsed the dirty area of my panties then put them in the ziplock baggie and into my bag.
I was in the restroom for at least ten minutes after my co-worker had left. She was in the hallway and saw me as I came out and again asked if I was “okay” which I thought seemed a little odd. I told her I was fine then went back to my office. I’m certain she saw the little bag I was carrying so she probably thought I was taking care of my monthly feminine needs. I guess I will never know for certain whether she had any idea that I’d pooped my pants but I kind of like the idea that she may have known.