The Perfect Friendship: An Omo Meetup Fantasy

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Excerpt:  

Imagine having a totally platonic secret friend you could meet up with and indulge in your wetting fetish together with no judgment or strings attached.  Ladies, I'm talking to you specifically:  After a hard week of work and dealing with your tyrannical boss & demanding family, you meet up with your female wetting buddy at a secret location for drinks--not necessarily the alcoholic variety but they can be if that's your pleasure.  No sexual pressure; just platonic friends into the same "hobby".  You throw back drinks until your bladder is nice & full, hop in the ride & head out to your friend's place--a totally private location where just the 2 of you will spend the weekend without distractions or demands.  Phones on 'silent'.  

Your bladder is quickly growing more taut as you look over at each other with that knowing glance, smirking with a mischievous grin.  "Friendgirl" as we'll call her steps on the gas & clutches her belly alluding to the fact that she's growing desperate.  You arrive at her condo / apartment and she fumbles with the keys a bit too long, struggling to get them in the lock before having an accident.  You're not QUITE as desperate but watching her squirm is making you wet in that 'other' special way.  She dashes to the bathroom and holds her crotch while hopping up and down, leaking one small but visible spurt into her jeans.  You both examine the damage and your heart starts to pound in excited anticipation.  "I don't know how much longer I can hold it" she says as she positions herself over a towel on the floor.  You concur & let go an equal-sized spurt to make her feel better. 

"There, see?  Now we're even."  

Comparing your partial wet spots before letting go completely