Posted by Holly on May 15, 2001 at 15:18
Hiya everybody,
Now that the lighter and warmer summer evenings are here in England, going out to the pub in the evening after work is becoming a regular fixture. In fact, it seems to be every Tuesday. This evening we all went out for a meal and a drink in a pub near our offices. There were eight of us and we were to be joined by two of the senior lawyers (barristers) at about 6 o'clock.
We all sat in big semi-circular seat in the corner of the pub. I must admit I’m a terrible flirt when I think I’m going to meet Gerard, who is the tall curly haired (posh) barrister who we all (the girls in the office) think is gorgeous! I think he fancies me as well and he is always teasing me with jokes that have a double meaning! I had changed into a purple flowery cotton dress, which is cool and sexy.
Well, tonight we had already been the pub about 45 minutes and he and a colleague came in. He said, "Squeeze up everybody" and he sat beside me, so our thighs were touching each other! Just then our meals arrived, (we had ordered half an hour before). I had a pasta dish. Gerard had already ordered another round and I was on my third cider! Thirty minutes later I had finished my meal and Gerard’s had just arrived. We were all having a laugh and a joke about clients and their funny ways. I was beginning to relax with after my third cider (ahem!) and was allowing Gerard to put his hand round my waist and occasionally give me a little hug.
Then without warning, I suddenly felt a very real urge to wee and I really knew that I should move quickly for the loo or risk wetting my knickers! It was that 'Oooh' feeling when a fairly quick dash is called for! I think Gerard could spot me looking to get up and he gave me another squeeze. "Stop it, Gerard" I said. I then whispered in his ear "I need the loo". Well Gerard was to the outside of me and he would have to get up before finishing his meal. He could see me beginning to fidget with both hands on my lap and my thighs were pressed tightly together. I was also subconsciously biting my lip. He looked at me. He could see that I had gone quiet. I was wondering what to do. I started to move to get up. "What’s the matter Holly?" he said, in a voice that was far too loud! "Can’t you wait"? The conversation stopped and everybody was looking at me. I went bright red and was really embarrassed. I just sat and said nothing. I sat with my thighs pressed tightly together, holding on. I then whispered in his ear. "Gerard I can’t wait", I said. "You’re going to have to move, I really need to go, now." He agreed to move but I had to brush past him to get out. Dirty old man! As I left my seat I could have sworn I heard him say "Psssss, psssss!"
I got to the loo just in time, I think. My panties were a little damp but I hadn’t really wet myself. I quickly pulled up my knickers, went to the basin to wash my hands and check my hair and returned to the pub. As I went to sit down Gerard said "Holly what’s that on the back of your dress?". "What?" I said. "Looks like a little damp patch", he said. "Oh no" I replied. I was horrified but I was sure that I hadn’t wet my self. "There’s nothing there Holly", said my friend. "He’s teasing you!"
Really, the beast! But as I’m sitting here typing this recollection from tonight, I’m wondering what he would have said if I really HAD really wet my knickers sitting beside him. The thought is quite exciting for me and I’m rubbing myself and I have my hand up my dress in my knickers, thinking about. I wonder if it would be exciting for Gerard!.
I hope you enjoyed.
Take Care