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She got in the shower and I got under her golden shower.

After that we scissored for hours.

I carefully pried the lid off the gin in the mini-fridge, we shared that and then she refilled it with what she recycled.

I on the other-hand, sat at the end of the bed and shot into the mini-freezer.

We crawled into bed and I fell fast asleep between her massive tits.

In the morning we shared a final pee in a drawer, I licked her clean, and went our separate ways.

I was pissing the stairwell of my flat the other day when the landlord started up the steps.

I couldn't 'ide I was doing, all squatted into the corner full blast streaming against the wall.

"Forgot your keys again love?"
"Yea, terr'bly sor'ry."
"Well let me go an you and I finish, I'll git ya bak in your place."
Then she lowered her pants and stood at the top of the landing soaking them.

Mrs. Tatum comes round the corner to see what the noises was, "That looks a right fine idea, I'm do it down here... seems a bit crowded up th're."
She lowered her undies and flipped her skirt and stood there arse in the breeze flooding the bottom hall.
"Mum, not again! The landlord too!! A'ight, guess I'll go then."
She stripped her jeans down to her knees and squatted low.
It was a high vertical arc that splashed loudly has it hit the rug beneath her.

Jus nother Suns'ay round 'ere....

"Hey, Where'd Sharon go?"
"She said she was going next door to pee."
"Huh, that's weird... There's no bathrooms in that building either."
"Maybe she just wanted some privacy?"
"We better go check on her, just in case."
.............
"Well looks like she figured out there were no toilets."
"Wow, she really needed to go."
"You know what, since we're already taking a break, I'm going to use the facilities."

"Uh, you do know that is someone's mailbox right?"
"Does it look like it matters to me? If my slit fits, I piss!"

Oh thank GOODNESS!

I am glad I finally found a floor drain, I am absolutely bursting.

I just need to get my panties down and......... ahhh.

There seems to be a crowd forming, can't a girl get some privacy?

What is that person shouting?? Who cares if this is the produce section???

Hu-uh Hah Hu AH uh... why did I UNf I decidtostart jog ging?

All this extra water for "hydration" and the bouncing's making me need a pee break.

I'll just stop here by the trail to catch my breath and relieve myself.

OH NO! Is that someone coming this way? They are going to see me and I know I can't stop!
Quick pull up my panties and pants. I'm flooding them and THEY WENT THE OTHER WAY!?!

SIGH Well, I guess you can't spell "Sweat Pants" without "Wet Pants"... I think next time I may just not stop and jog while I go.

Not the response I'd hope to get, but whatever... This might be as long as the last one.

I got in the next morning and my boss pulls me into the office. I am literally sweating, thinking they're going to fire me or who knows what. I mean I'm part time and that was a pretty weird situation. I wouldn't be surprised if they just dumped me and moved on. Again, turns out that the client had returned with a note, "for my eyes only." My boss was a bit chuffed, so I got sorta congratu-scolded? Like they were happy the client was pleased, but this extra nonsense was not going to be a regular thing.

The delivery was at 10:00 so it was a few hours until we left and I just pocketed the note and forgot about it. We were having a sale that day with "door-busters" so there were customers everywhere. My co-worker had to remind me what time it was around 9:30, apparently it was going to be a drive to the drop-off. I filed into the truck with two muscular guys and I was honestly a bit flustered being the only girl. When I sat down on the seat the note crumpled in my pocket, so I pulled it out to read:

"Hello Miss... I am sorry I never got your name,

We will remedy this upon arrival. I wanted to give you a special treat for your good service in helping me select a chair. Once the 'delivery' is complete, I will shoo away the boys so YOU and I can 'test' the chair. We are going to tell them that I want a 'ladies' opinion on placement in the room and give them a large tip to go wait in the truck for you to return. I figure that will give us at least fifteen minutes. It would be best if you were prepped before arrival.

Sincerely,


Lady [redacted]"

I'm playing it safe on names here. I'll not be giving mine either. ANYWAY, we got there and they unloaded the chair, I was red-faced the whole time, I am sure they noticed. I couldn't do anything about it and every time I started to calm down the lady would shoot me a wink, or wiggle her butt, when the guys weren't looking, then I'd flare up again. Aside from that it all went as she planned. Chair in the room, guys sent back to wait, and just us... about to pee together. Like me and a stranger, both girls, seeing our parts, and peeing, on a chair. Can you feel the awkward yet? She starts asking how it looks, making small talk. "They actually put it in the best spot already. I would not move it at all. My reading chair is over there, this will let me look out the windows. Isn't it a lovely view?" I'm just nodding and smiling. "Are you ready to relieve yourself? I can get you a beverage if it would help? I'm nearly as full as yesterday when we met. What was your name, by the way?"
"It's [redacted]."
"Why that's just lovely for a maiden like yourself. It suits you perfectly. I'll go get us something to loosen and fill us up. Wait right here. You might try removing you pants and under-garments. I know it sounds like that would make you more self-conscious, but you'd be wrong." She winks at me again. "When I return, I will be 'sans pantalones' myself." She left and I did take off my work khakis and panties. I stuffed them in the pocket so she would not see them since they were covered in hearts and strawberries. I looked down and noticed my bush needed trimmed. If I had known; I would have prepared. I was pondering this situation again when the door opened and she returned.

Sure enough, naked from the waist down. Full Brazilian, not a sign of fuzz at all. "Here, drink. If you get half of it down right now, you be peeing in less than ten minutes."
"Is that safe?"
"Completely. It is just a fruit juice blend that works to flush water weight. You can drink it regularly, about once a month." It was surprisingly good, cranberry, orange, grapefruit, pear, grape or blueberry, with carbonation, and some other stuff, I swear I tasted apple cider vinegar. It was just like she said though; it was just about ten minutes flat until I felt more than the urge to go. "Oh, looks like you are finally there too. That drink's going to empty you completely, expect to be going longer than usual. How would like to do it? Take turns? Sit on my lap? HAHA! Can you go while standing?"
"A little, I go sometimes... in... the... shower..." My voice fading as I said it, regretting every word.
"That is a fine thing then! Come here with me." She shuffled us over and placed me on her left both facing the chair. "Alright, now put your left leg on the arm there... good, and my right leg goes here. Now step in close, don't be shy at this point. Just like that, alright. We can start whenever." So she did. A light trickle and then like a hose. Thick and heavy, it hit so hard it splattered back at us. "Hurry, hurry, we both need to go at the same time." Strangely enough the smell of her stream was what triggered me. I gave myself a light rub and it all just came out. Like my normal pee stream sort of arcs, so I was just raining over the seat while she deluged the back. She was shifting around and nudged my hip, so I took that to mean I was supposed to do the same. I moved in a sort of circle, making interlocking spiral on the material. She was right though, I have never peed that long, I mean it was not like I was watching a clock, but we held until the entire chair was soaked. We even went all the way up the arms. She actually stopped and went to the back and was using it too. I was feeling a bit bold at this point and I could now feel my bladder start to shrink. So I grabbed the top of the chair and hopped my other leg onto the now free arm. I can't stop my stream at all, so it was over-spraying on the carpet quite a bit. She just looked at me and shrugged then started laughing. Her stream got crazy and there was so much urine it was dripping down anyway. In my new position with my hands over the top of the chair, arms straight out to lean back, feet on the arms, I angled my pussy forward and up, I pushed my muscles and my flow went high enough to get over the chair between my arms. I had to be hitting the client, but she continued to laugh.

We finally stopped. My stream just sort of dropped, it trickled back to me, but very fast. She had finished just a bit before me and was standing next to the arm watching me finish. I realized she was staring directly at my slit, intently. I sighed and got that "pee shiver" then I climbed down. Before I could react, her tongue was between my lips and her fingers were in my other lips. Pumping, Kissing, Panting, Cumming. It was "orgasmic" as they say. She held me as I shook, keeping me on my feet, once I was no longer dizzy, she let go and it was all prim and proper again. "Well, thank you very much for your fine assistance. I look forward to seeing you again. Here are your pants. I really must be sending you off now, I have an appointment shortly. Do you remember the way out? Exit here, turn left, straight till you have a right to take, and then the front door is on the left. I'll lock up later."

She shuffled me out of the room with my pants still in hand. I put them on quickly and rushed out. Needless to say the rest of that day it was hard to concentrate. The rich are really strange.......

Let's see:
Laundry? DONE!
Dishes? DONE!
Carpets? DONE!
Garage? DONE!
Backyard? DONE!

I guess all I have left is the bathrooms.... but who wants to pee there anyway??

The wealthy really do live in a different world from us. I’ve been working at furniture store for a summer job, not even been there a month, but I've to tell you about this client. Strap in, it might be long.

I was chatting with a co-worker on a slow day when this well dressed woman comes in and starts meandering around. I mean she would just look at something, wrinkle her nose, and dash away. She went through the sofa section THREE TIMES, like she was going to find something new. Finally she comes over to us and her eyes light up. "What is this chair?"

"It's one of newer models. Would you like some information on it?"
"Yes, very much. I have some questions as well, how absorbent is it?"
"Ho~What?"
"What amount of liquid can it hold?"

"It-It's a chair... they're not rated for that. In fact most of them have 'Cloth-Cloak' so spills just roll off without absorbing."

"Well that's just terrible! Do you have a version without that??"
"There's a whole catalog of styles and colors."

"I need something quickly. Will it take long to order or do you have each variety in the back?"
"I mean we might?"
"Could I test this one?"
"Yes, you can sit in it. Whoa!! What are you doing with your skirt?"
"I want to pee here."
"Uh, NO."
"Look I'll be honest. I have a very large house; my library is VERY far from the nearest bathroom. I am looking to buy a chair to use for convenience."
"Well, IF you purchase a chair you can do whatever you want with it. But there's NO WAY, we can let you do that on a floor model."

"Alright, I'll go and use the ladies room. While I'm gone find me what I requested."
"I'll do my best." Here she wanders off; we watched to make sure she actually made TO the bathroom. She was gone for longer than expected, so she must have really had to go. I get the feeling she had been waiting to visit here until she was desperate. That also might explain the erratic nature of her in the store. Once she returned, I showed the styles that I'd found and we did in fact have one in the back ready to go. She paid, I got commission off it and she spoke to my manager. I was worried, thinking she was going to complain about my service..... since I didn't let her pee on the chair. Quite the opposite, she commended me and told the manager I was to accompany the delivery team when they took the chair our tomorrow, else she would leave a bad review of the store online. This is getting longer than I thought already, so you'll have to wait for next time to find out about what happened. Well, that's if you tell me you actually want to know.  :WINK: