Rosita

I should start off by saying that I always dreamt of peeing on the carpeted floor at my work since the time I joined the company but never really got the courage to do so until Tuesday.

Now, I've been spearheading a huge project since Monday - meaning lots of stress, fewer bathroom breaks and holding my pee for hours till I'm ready to burst in order to save time and definitely not because I like to occasionally inconvenience myself voluntarily. Tuesday wasn't any better and by the time it was 3 p.m., I was desperate beyond limits (for I was holding it for 4 hours atleast) and letting out teeny tiny uncontrollable spurts into my trousers. On one hand I was thinking of rushing to the bathroom to do the right thing and on the other hand I was tempted to let it all go on the coveted fancy black carpeted floor. Turns out, I get easily tempted haha, oh well..

For reference, I was wearing fitted baby pink formal trousers and no panties, so it started to show through the moment I started to leak and not willing to wet either my trousers (any further) or my seat I decided to pee at the backend of my office (where we store all the files of our completed projects) as people rarely venture to this side of the floor and it doesnt have any cameras either. I think walking to the other side of the floor infront of all my colleagues while still dribbling every now and then and trying to not look like I'm holding in a mini tsunami, felt more daring than what I did after. Honestly thank god for winter and long coats, I shall be eternally grateful. 

So by the time I walked into the designated room, I was literally shaking and holding onto myself with muscles I didn't even know existed. Anyway I rushed to the furthest corner of the room, did a semi-squat facing one of those file cabinets and no sooner did I pull my trousers to my thighs, I started peeing uncontrollably in a steady forceful stream for what felt like an eternity. After maybe 15 seconds or so, my stream started to die down and I thought that okay I suppose I'm done, but NOPE SILLY ME, it lead to yet another strong loud torrent of pee for almost a minute. Since the carpet was pitch black and I keep myself fairly hydrated it wasnt stinking or showing through (much), in other words, it was just perfect. By the end of it all I felt like I was as light as a feather ready to defy gravity and float away haha.

Considering its Thursday and no one has a clue about my little escapade, I would say that it was a good day !

Probably when my friend and I peed under the table for the first time in a restaurant and got away with it. Both of us were quite desperate and as luck would have it there was a huge queue infront of the toilets. Besides I had to go SO SO bad that I knew I'll wet my jeans if I even attempt to move. Anyway long story short, after a few agonising minutes I decided to fuck it all and scooted to the edge of the seat, pulled my jeans out of the way and started peeing hard for maybe a bit more than a minute with my friend following suit not long after.  You could even hear a fairly loud hiss combined with the soft patter of pee hitting the carpet and it was amazing how no one even looked over to our table. It felt so good that I almost even moaned haha

What can I say this incident lead to a few other wetting under the table scenarios, only those times they weren't accidental