Posted by The Professional on January 17, 1999 at 09:56
I had sworn revenge on Christine for the fudge incident. Understand, she was a very sweet girl, but I couldn't let that one go, not to mention it was great to watch her wet herself the couple of times she had did it, for she was embarrassed every time. I decided I was going to make her do more than that.
I went to the health food store and bought some diet tea. For those of you that don't know you can get diet tea (not meaning sugar-free) at any health food store. It helps you loose weight because of its laxative effects.
We were going to go out for the evening, I had her stop at my place. I offered her a cup of hot chocolate, which she excepted. I had pre-made the tea, I pretended to fill the cup with water, heated it in the microwave, and added the hot chocolate mix. (A person cannot taste the difference).
We then went out to a nice restaurant, where we had a really nice meal with some wine (I ordered the wine, she was only 18 so it was really impressive to her for she wasn't old enough to drink yet, and had only had a few experiences). After the meal I convinced her to go for a walk by the lake that was near by. She had to take a leak in some bushes, it was pretty dark and I didn't see much, but it turned me on. We walked around for awhile and then I suggested we go back to my car where a grabbed some blankets and some champagne I had packed. We then walked to a little dock. I laid out the blankets. We then sat down. I poured her some champagne. We drank and talked for awhile, then I kissed her. She kissed back and then we made love there on the dock. Afterwards we just laid there, looking at the stars, caressing each other.
After awhile she said "Maybe we should be going."
I said "why, this is really nice."
She said, "I have to go to the bathroom."
I said, "You can go here like you did a while ago, besides I like it when you tinkle, its really cute."
This caused her to turn red.
The interesting thing about women is that they will never admit that they have to take a shit, even though they will sometimes admit that they have to pee. Anyway she obviously did not want to admit that she had to go so she said, "I can wait a little."
"Good", I said, "because I love holding you here, I never want this to end."
So we laid around a little longer. And talked about other things, until she said, "I really have to go and I'm a little embarrassed about it this time. Can we pack up and maybe go to your place." I couldn't say no, so I said,
"Sure, lets go then we can maybe make love in the shower at my place."
She said, "Yes, that would be nice."
So I rolled up the blankets, and gathered the champagne bottles and glasses and we headed towards the car.
Before we got to the car she stopped and bent over for a second grabbing her stomach. I said, "Are you going to be ok."
She said, "Yes." And we walked further.
When we got to the car, I put the stuff in the trunk, closed the trunk. Grabbed her hand and said "I love you." And gave her a kiss. She looked at me and said "I, love you too." I then walked her to the passenger side and opened the door, the inside light turning on as I did this and shining on her waist and legs. Just then she said "(Professional), I'm really sorry. I can't hold it."
I said "Of coarse, it will be ok." I pulled her closer, in a hugging motion and put my hand on her right cheek. She said shuddering "I -- don't think you understand." then she farted.
"I understand" I said, "just go ahead and go." I pulled her really close and placed my hand between her cheeks, grabbing at the loose part of her jeans.
She held me close also burying her head in my chest and then farted again with a squish noise. I felt the warmth and volume of her movement in my hand through her jeans. There was also a wetting sound intermixed with more frequent farts and squishes. I felt my knee become wet and warm. She wasn't able to hold her pee while pooping either.
As she went I held her telling her that "It's ok, I'm with you." She held me tight. When she finished she looked up at me and said again," I'm sorry, (pause) what are we going to do, I can't get in your car like this."
I brought the blankets out of the trunk, spread one over the seat, let her sit down with a slush, then after admiring her stains for a second covered her with the second blanket.
I shut her door and then got in the car.
As we rolled down the windows she asked, "how come all this embarrassing stuff just seems to happen to me, nothings gone wrong for you." (This wasn't completely true, her brownie experiment had worked but she just didn't know that.)
"Would you like to see something embarrassing happen to me".
"Well no," she said, "but it just seems a little unfair."
"I'll tell you what,. I you like I'll wet myself in front of you when we get to my place so that we will be on a mor even footing."
"Ok" she said, brighting up a little.
When we got to my place. I helped her out of the car. And then carried her to the door. I set her on her feet. Took my shoes off and kicked them into the apartment. Asked her to hold one hand out, which she did. I had her touch my semi-erect penis, through my jeans. She said "are you going to do it now.
"Of coarse, anything for you." I responded and then peed for her. Wetting her hand and mine, I gushed for I had been holding for awhile myself after the wine and champagne. I felt my own warmth wetting my crotch, legs and socks.
"That's pretty neat," she said.
After wards I carried her the rest of the way back into the shower. She stripped, turned the shower on and started washing. I stripped got in and helped her finish getting clean and dry, and then, sitting on the bath side, while she tried to finish drying I licked her annus, until she couldn't stand it anymore, and cried for sex. We then great sex in the bed..
She spent the night, that night, and we had further pee adventures in the morning.
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