Jane again, with the last story involving Andrea for awhile, as her time working with us ended as she was going back to university.
With it being Andrea’s last day and that it was also Chloe’s 20th birthday over the weekend, we had decided to have a joint celebration and go out for a meal and a few drinks on the Friday night. Although strictly speaking alcohol wasn’t allowed in the office, Emily the boss decided that as it was after working hours a few bottles of sparkling wine wasn’t going to do any harm and we had a few glasses, well plastic cup full’s, as we got ready to go out.
With everyone ready, all eight of us who worked in the department, made our way to the restaurant. We were a bit early so had another round of drinks as we waited for the table to be ready. It turned out to be a very pleasant evening as we enjoyed the meal and quite a few drinks as the company any chat was so good. It must have been near ten o’clock by the time we were finished. Some of the girls left at this point, leaving Andrea, Chloe, Emily and myself, who decided to make a bit more of the night and go to a local pub for a few more drinks.
It was quite busy as we arrived, but we were able to find a table and settled down again with another round or two of drinks. Chloe was the next to go to the bar, but said she needed a pee first so would bring them with her on the way back. Emily decided she would go to the loo as well so went with her as Andrea and I kept the seats. It wasn’t that long to they were back with the drinks and at that point I decided it was time to break the seal and go to the loo myself. Andrea joined me as we made our way to the back of the bar where the loos where. As we reached the corridor, we found a long queue for the ladies with about a dozen outside. We joined the queue but it didn’t seem to be moving that fast, so as a girl was coming past on her way out I asked her what the problem was and she said that now only one of the toilets was working.
Although I hadn’t reached absolute bursting point and could probably have waited, I decided it was going to take too long, so said to Andrea “Let’s try the upstairs toilets otherwise we’ll be here all night”. We made our way back along the corridor and up the stairs to the first floor bar. Opening a set of double doors into the hallway that led to the other bar we noticed that the double doors leading to the bar were closed and the lights out as the bar wasn’t open tonight. Not to worry though as the toilets where off the hall, but as we tried the ladies and then the gents both were locked. About to admit defeat and go back down and join the queue again, Andrea found another door which opened out into the hall, revealing a small cleaners store, with a low level sink for washing out the mops. Seeing this I decided it would do for me!
The room wasn’t that big and didn’t seem to have a light in it so the door was going to have to stay open, so I said to Andrea “Keep a look out and make sure nobody comes through those doors”. Without giving her a chance to protest I made my way over to the sink, hitching up my skirt as I went. Reaching it I lowered my pink thong and hovered over the sink and it didn’t take long for my pee to start and hiss noisily into it. I wasn’t expecting to have to go as much as I did, so was surprised at how much pee was coming out of me, but certainly enjoyed the relief. As my flow tapered off I noticed a pack of toilet roll sitting on a shelf so tore a few sheets off, wiped and pulled up my thong and stepped out of the makeshift toilet.
Andrea just looked at me and said “You can take you nowhere” and laughed. She then decided that she may as well use the sink and asked me to keep a look out. She had certainly come on from the shy girl that had come to work with us in the summer. I doubt at that stage if she had even used the loo in work. Changing places with me she eased up her blue mini dress lowered a pair of her favoured lacy boy shorts and hovered over the sink. A jet of pee shot out of her missing the sink and landed on the floor. Without stopping Andrea adjusted her stance and the jet of pee arced back and splashed into the sink below. She continued for at least a minute before stopping, bounced up and down a few times before wiping and throwing the paper onto the floor in front of her. “It’ll help absorb the overshoot” she said laughing as she stepped out of the store adjusting her clothing. Andrea couldn’t believe how much she had enjoyed having her wee, in somewhere she knew she shouldn’t really have and certainly wouldn’t have ever contemplated a few months ago.
With that we hastily closed the door and made our way back downstairs to the bar, bringing another round of drinks with us before rejoining the others. “What kept you?” asked Chloe. “There was a bit of queue and we had a bit of detour” I replied winking at Andrea. May be because of the amount of drink we all had taken, whilst not completely drunk as yet we were certainly well on the way, nobody caught on to that remark and it could also explain the next reply. Emily certainly wasn’t expecting this answer when she asked Andrea “what was the most important thing you have learned whilst working with us?”“How to have a wee outside” replied Andrea to howls of laughter from the rest of us. She went on to explain my lesson on the lift home many weeks ago and how liberating it had made her feel at the time and every time since when she needed a wee and there were no toilets about.
Emily then took a management decision and told us “right then, nobody is to go to the toilet between now and closing time and we are all going to have a pee outside somewhere on the way home.” Everyone agreed to this and Chloe told us she knew a good spot we could use for our group pee. Looking at the clock Emily noticed it was about 15 minutes to last orders so went to the bar and came back with a double round to go with the drinks we already had on the table, so that everyone would have plenty to fill up with during drinking up time, which was in about 45 minutes. We were amongst the last to leave the bar and I knew I was certainly in need of a pee as soon as the outside air hit. Looking at the others I could tell I wasn’t the only one!
“Right Chloe, let’s get to your spot a bit sharpish, I’m bursting” Emily demanded as we started walking from the pub. We had gone about halfway down the street when Chloe took us up a side street and then to an alley that ran behind the shops on one of the main streets. It didn’t look that promising as it was well lit and there was no bins or anything for cover and there were a few people walking along it as it was a shortcut to the main car park. “Don’t worry” explained Chloe, ”there’s a open gate to a yard behind an empty shop about a third of the way down, just where that girl is coming out of.” We all looked along the alley and spotted the girl who was coming towards us as we slowly made our way down it. Passing her she looked like she was coming from work as she was wearing her supermarket coat and uniform. “I wonder what she was doing in there” I asked knowingly. “Probably what we’re about to” replied Chloe laughing. With that we had reached the open gate and made our way into a small yard behind the empty shop. Sure enough in the corner there was a puddle of fresh pee with a tissue in, where the girl we had just passed must have made.
“Okay Andrea you’re first, show us what you’ve learnt” instructed Emily. “We’ll give you marks for technique and quantity” she continued. Andrea didn’t waste any time and soon had eased up her figure hugging dress and hooked her thumbs into her boy shorts as she dropped into a low squat with her back to the wall. Andrea relaxed as a huge wee arched out of her forming a frothy puddle that ran towards the centre of the yard. The sound of Andrea peeing was too much for Chloe as she gasped “Sorry I can’t wait for my turn” as she quickly hitched up her mini skirt and quickly lowered her red thong. She had just about got into a semi high squat next to Andrea when a gushing pee erupted out of her lips, splashing noisily as it hosed down the concrete below her. She certainly had to go as she continued peeing for a least a minute and a half, as the small lake of pee below here started to make its way to the centre of the yard merging with Andrea’s, who was just finishing off. I handed her a tissue and she wiped a few times before standing up pulling up her knickers and smoothing down her dress. Chloe had also finished and she bounced up and down a few times before wiping and replaced her thong. With both finished we looked at the size of the respective puddles and decided we would call it a score draw, with Andrea gaining more points for style and Chloe for quantity.
“Do you mind if I go next” Emily asked. “Go ahead, I can wait” was my reply. Looking at Emily’s navy jump suit, Andrea thought this was going to be interesting, but she needn’t have worried as Emily was a country girl at heart, keeping horses and wasn’t adverse to dropping her jodhpurs where and when she needed. Finding a dry spot in the yard, she first bend down and turned up the bottom of the legs slightly. Then she undone the straps and folded the top of the suit down, revealing a powder blue lacy bra, before deftly hooking her thumbs into the matching briefs lowering them and the suit in one movement taking up a low squat. “Good job I wore a matching set tonight” she said laughingly, “though I didn’t expect to be getting my tits out and having a slash in the street.” With that a twisting stream of pee started flowing from her making a loud hissing sound as it continued. Andrea could see why she had folded the bottoms of the legs up as with all that material it would have been easy for them to have dropped into the puddle of pee forming under Emily. Sighing as her relief finished, Emily carefully wiped with one hand holding on to the rest of the suit. She then carefully pulled it and her pants up, stopping to adjust the fit before redoing the straps.
It was my turn now and I with a bit of the Dutch courage, inside me decided to show off a bit and try an old trick I used to do and go for a bit of distance. I lowered my thong completely, stepped out of it and handed it to a bemused Chloe. Dropping into a low squat I leaned back slightly and with two fingers I spread my lips before my pee started to flow. With my bladder full to bursting and the built up pressure as I pushed it out the pee arched across the yard falling at least a 1.5 metres from me. The others clapped and cheered as I continued to piss, before the stream eased off and fell back closer to the source as it finished. After a few flicks of my lips I stood up before replaced my thong. “I think you’re the clear winner with that technique” said a still laughing Emily. “Looking at the amount of pee all over this yard, I think we’re all winners” I replied.
We were admiring our handwork when we heard the click, click of another couple of pairs of high heels as two girls entered the yard in a bit of a hurry. Spotting us and noticing what we had being doing they asked did we mind if they joined us as they were bursting. “Not at all we’re finished” I said as we made our move. We were hardly out of the gate when we heard two more pees splashing down in the unofficial ladies. I wondered how many others would use it tonight.
Now fully relieved we made our way back to the main street and towards the taxi rank to go home. Chloe and Andrea decided to go on to a club, but Emily and I decided to call it a night. We hugged and kissed saying our goodbyes and Andrea thanked me for all my help throughout the summer, including the weeing tips. “It was a pleasure,” I replied, “You’ve definitely passed your finals, keep up the good work.” With that they were off and it was home to bed for me. The next morning I got a text from Andrea again thanking me and as a ps she told me her and Chloe had finished the night off having a wee behind a bin in an alley as they left the club!
Hope you have enjoyed Andrea’s reading stories, more of mine sometime soon.