windy55

I was indeed initially reluctant to discuss my nearly lifelong interest in watching women peeing and my constant encouragement of my then wife to watch her peeing. The counselor encouraged me to share by reminding me "that we were all adults there" and that we were paying him to get things that were impediments to a happy marriage out in the open. I went on to tell him in front of my former wife to relate how I found the voyeuristic aspect of watching women performing a natural function of all of us. It was one of the most liberating moments of my life! I had never confessed to anyone even ful

Just yesterday I was waiting in the reception area for an appointment after driving for an hour. I had had juice and coffee for breakfast, and I did have an opportunity to take a piss before I left home. I asked the receptionist where the restrooms were and she directed me down a hallway. The bathroom was a unisex bathroom with a single commode and a sink. I locked the door, unzipped my fly and took out my dick. I stepped up to the sink and pulled the stopper to close the drain. I then took hold of my dick and pulled back the foreskin before directing a stream of golden urine into the basin.

The most daring and naughty place I have pissed was in the building where my doctor at the time had his office. The professional office building had converted from an old nineteenth industrial building build around 1895. It was six stories in height and the doctor had an office down in the remodeled basement level. The entrance off the back parking led into a small foyer where you could choose to use the stairs by going through one fire safety door or go through another door down which was the elevators and a hallway leading into the first floor. Naturally most people elected to use the elevat

My ex-wife before our marriage totally fell apart had gone to see a therapist. My wife was living with another man but we thought it would be worth one last try to reconcile. During one of the early session my interest in voyeurism, watching women peeing, and sharing the toilet with my wife when we both needed to pee came up. I was hesitant at first to discuss my interests, but the therapist reminded us that we were all grown ups. The sessions took place approximately place about 75 miles from where we lived and my wife and I would have something to eat before starting home. My wife and I woul