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Wetwulf, you have been very busy! Some great stories there, thank you.

Thanks Wetwulf. I've already got another installment lined up in my head. Just need to get it into print.....

Dear Wet Carpet Magazine, I wanted to share with you something that happened to me after the storage facility incident. Once that project was closed down, I was moved onto a new project, which was all about installation of special security equipment for banks and share dealing organisations. My job involved going to the customer sites and talking to the customers about their requirements, then identifying somewhere for the equipment to be installed and considering things like electrical supply, air conditioning, secure storage etc. I travelled all over Southern England to do this, includi

I once was in a car park in the English Lake District. There was snow on the ground and the toilets were closed for winter. A young couple returning to their car after a walk went to the toilets and found them closed, so went to their car. I was sat in my car nearby and could see them debating by the car. The bloke stood behind the car and watered the snow. The woman went down a bank and disappeared into the trees. I wanted to go and watch, but couldn't do so without being blindingly obvious. She came back and they drove off. I followed her footprints and found a lovely yellow patch a

Wow Vikka, another very hot episode. You paint the picture with words so very well. It definitely warrants further installments - I do hope you continue. Thanks again.

That was a superbly written story Vikka. Thank you for posting it and I was about to say please do post part 2, but I see that you already have. Just off to read it now.....

Thanks Steve. I generally base my stories on something that has at least a semblance of truth in there somewhere. The warehouse story was based on events which did happen, but unfortunately it wasn't a young lady called Nicola, it was something that I experienced myself but with changes and embelishments. The warehouse and storage facility did exist in a converted laboratory, we did store kit there and I did need to pee whilst there on a couple of different visits. The toilets really were closed with no water and I peed in a storage room behind some boxes at least 3 or 4 times over a per

Dear Wet Carpet Magazine, I just read Emma's letter about peeing in the warehouse and it reminded me of something similar that happened to me, that I think you might like to share: I am a 28 year old woman and I work for an IT company and spend most of my time in an office but also spend a bit of time on customer sites. About 5 years ago, we were doing a rollout of new computers to a customer and had a stock of PCs and Printers which were delivered to us early, so we had to find storage for them. There was no storage at our office and the customer couldn't accommodate them, so we contact

Steve, I have only just found this thread. I have so far only read a bit of this thread, but I love it. You had a comment earlier in the thread about lack of interest in the literary side of things on this board - I really enjoy the literary side and do write a bit from time to time, but it is dependent on having the time available and having ideas to write - otherwise it very easily becomes repetive. However, I can definitely say that I enjoy your contributions and those of other writers, so please everyone, keep up the good work. I'll try and write more when I get the chance and t

The police story is great. The dilema for the policeman would be that he is allowing the public peeing to proceed, but intervening would impact the mission that he was actually there to do. He probably found it a great excuse to watch without feeling guilty though.

Could well have been a seperate and very real event - and if so, a great sighting for those involved. Just reminded me of that story so thought you might like it.

I loved the story WetFetishCat. I'd love to see my wife do that, but the nearest I've had is her going to the toilet with the phone whilst I've been talking to her. Sometimes she tells me first, leading me on a bit and illustrating her actions with her talk. Other times the first I know is when I hear her pee hitting the water. I sometimes have to pee when I'm on the phone for work. I have once done it whilst visiting an office - I went to a quiet area of the office away from the regular staff to find a quiet desk from which I could join a conference call. I'd already had a large mug

That sounds remarkably like the story here: http://www.short-fiction.co.uk/newstories/show_story.php?story_id=6862 Link included as it is a good read.

A couple of times my wife has seen things and mentioned them to me, which I wish I'd seen myself, but I call them "Secondhand sightings". The most recent was yesterday - she was in a shop on a reasonably busy street when she saw a Nepalese lady through the window. The lady stopped in front of the shop, bared her behind and dropped to a squat in front of the shop. Shortly after she stood up providing another view of her bare behind before she adjusted her clothing and moved on. My wife looked at the person next to her and they were both a bit astonished "Did I just see what I think I saw?

Time I went to Bracknell then!

I often wonder about women who staff these remote burger vans. Was this recently?

Excellent story. I wonder how many girls the guy had to ask before finding one that said yes? You never know who might be willing if you don't ask......

Dear wet carpet, I am staying away for business - a three day trainning course. I like t8 have some pee fun whilst I am away, but am always concerned about messing my room in the hotel in case it gets reported to my company. When I first got to my room I was bursting for a pee as I had been travelling for three hours and had drunk a mug of tea and bottle of cold water on the way. Imagine my delight when I found that my room has a small outside balcony which was made with deck boards. I headed straight outside and stood with my legs apart and let my pee just fall to the floor from under

Excellent story. You were lucky with your first sighting and sounds like the guardrobe was lots of fun. BTW, I believe the guardrobe was called as such because in most large houses, the toilet was a box that got emptied, but the smell supposedly kept moths away. Therefore the rich people used to keep thei robes in the room to avoid moth damage. Hence Guard Robe.

Hi Chrissy, That sounds like a very practical solution to the problem. Far easier that going to the house and great to do it with people around so close but oblivious. I bet you weren't the only person to pee outside that day.

One of my best sightings ever involved a women peeing in plain view on a main street in the centre of Exeter. There were a group of about six police (men and women) stood just across the road - they were either oblivious or just deliberately took no notice. The young lady in question was being supported by two other young ladies as they staggered up the street on their way back from the club. The woman dropped into a squat and leant against a shop window whilst the two others tried to haul her back up to her feet and move her on. They seemed horrified that she was about to pee in the ma

Not quite a pool, but I have a related story from Discovery Cove in Florida. We spent the day there and they issue visitors with shortie wetsuits - i.e. they are one piece suits that go over the shoulders and down to just above the knees. This obviously makes going to the toilet in the normal manner slightly difficult. We had been there a little while - but hadn't been swimming yet. We had enjoyed breakfast, including a few drinks. My wife said that she was just going to nip to the toilet, and headed off to the toilet block. When she came back, she reported that she had been somewh

It took me a long time to get to be able to pee on a slide and it is only any good on the slides that take a little while to get to the bottom, otherwise I find I'm at the bottom before I get started. The best ones are the ones where you get to sit in the water at the top and then wait for the attendant to say go when the person in front gets out at the bottom. In those cases I often start relaxing and peeing whilst I'm sat waiting to slide. Then I carry on as I go down. It is a bit like trying to pee whilst riding a bike - it took me a long time to be able to do that. It seems that n

Sorry Maggie - it wasn't meant to make people less obvious for you but to make them more likely to be willing to pee in the pool. I never thought about it the other way round.

There are definitely some advantages to living in apartments! That is a fantastic sound to enjoy and presumably on a regular basis (unless she has moved out again). I have had similar experiences to fannywatcher listening to young ladies disrobing and peeing a torrent where the gents toilets are adjacent to the ladies. It is lovely to get the different variety of sounds that help the imagination in visualising what is going on. Some girls thunder into the water, some tinkle gentle, others hose down the porcelain. Sometimes there is the accompaniment of a beautiful hissing sound. The an