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Office wettings apparently common in Japan 😉 |
I enjoyed my little vacay recently but had a loooot of work to do when I got back. Deadlines were fast approaching & I was also unusually exhausted & unmotivated. What to do? After staring blankly at the mountain of papers for 20 mins, it dawned on me: why not spice things up by having a no-toilet evening hold while working? Any time I need to go, I'll just use my makeshift floor toilet (mattress cover + towel/blanket) & pee through my panties & pants. This will at least give me a little excitement & hopefully encourage me to work faster so I can REALLY have fun. Either that or I'll get totally horny & derailed. We shall see.
I change into my wetting clothes--pink fuzzy pants & blue panties--set up the "floor toilet" & get started, chugging water & popping Ritalin for focus. (These pills seem to increase horniness a lot for me too, plus they have a bladder irritating effect and are slightly diuretic so my urge to pee comes on fast & furious). I breeze thru the 1st 2 pages & get hung up on the 3rd, having to Google some things. Good time to down more water. Just then, the 1st strong pee pang hits. I chug more & more water & get back to work, becoming more desperate.
After about 15 minutes, I'm getting distracted by my need so I do what I set out to do despite feeling kinda reluctant (it was still light outside & I usually wait to wet until late nite when I know nobody will knock on the door). I lean back against the couch & get comfy, unplug the laptop & put it on my lap, spread my knees & relax while still trying to focus on my work--I want this to be a "casual" wetting but my heart is already pounding in anticipation. I take another swig of water & that's when the dam breaks for the 1st time, warm pee leaking into my blue panties & running down my crack. I instinctively clamp my urethra shut.
Oh shit, we're really pissing ourselves at 4:17 p.m. on a Thursday, aren't we?
Yes we are. I sigh & close my eyes, relaxing my urethra to let more out--but nothing comes. I pick my pen and paper back up, swig some more water and, oopsie, another hissy spurt sprays into my panties. A noticeable patch has formed on my pink pants now. I'm trying to pee continuously like I would on the toilet but the spurts feel too GOOD! I resist the urge to touch myself & resume wetting slowly, trickling naughty warmth into my panties as I try so very hard to get back to work. But it's kinda hard to focus on the words on the page, let alone answer complicated questions, while soaking the floor like a wild dog. My hand instinctively grabs my crotch to try & stop the flow and/or rub myself. I'm shocked how wet I am, which is to say positively sopping. At this point I give up on work & put the papers down, giving full attention to the party in my pants.
My bladder is surprisingly only about halfway empty by this point despite the floor being covered in a sizable piss puddle. I put on a pee porno I'd already saved to a playlist & empty the other half of my angry bladder into my panties, which now have my hand shoved into them & rubbing furiously. The hissing, sloppy pee sounds alone are enough to make me climax, but it's the length of the piss stream that does it ultimately. I keep thinking I'm done & then another gush of hot urine rushes out on my hand, splashing onto the floor (one stream came dangerously close to hitting the paperwork!) & sending a rush of tingly excitement down South. I cum very quickly after the last bladder spasm, covering my mouth with my free hand because the orgasm was that powerful... and loud. 🫢
Here's a peek at the damage to my undies. This may be an all-time record for my wettest wetting. Now, back to work for REAL.
Soaked the whole front & back...... |
Only the sides were spared. |
Any of my work-remotely readers have 'wetting while you work' days? Ever had a sneaky, leaky pee in your uniform AT work? Do tell! (I fixed the comments so non-Google users should be able to comment now).
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