Carpet fitter Pee

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Peeing on carpet, male and female - with owner's permission.   A story inspired by @muffinhuntr having his carpets replaced and a discussion in chat.

We were due to have our carpets replaced in the bedroom, living room, the stairs and landing.  The appointment was booked for a Friday, when the carpet fitters would spend the day taking out the old carpets and replacing them with nice new ones.

Thursday night, my wife, Rita, and I were watching TV in the living room and drinking some beers.  We only had the sofa left in the room as we had cleared everything else in readiness for the fitters.  The time came when my wife started jiggling around and I asked her if she needed to pee.  She said that she did, but didn't want to get up.   I said "Well don't bother then - the carpet is being replaced tomorrow, just pee here!"   She replied with shock "What!  I can't do that!"  but I convinced her that it was actually the sensible option and I would love to see it. 

Rita got up and stood in the middle of the room, squatted down and lifted her skirt.  I had a clear view of her pussy as she spread her legs and looked straight in my eyes, but found that my eyes were looking downwards.  She got my attention and said "Are you absolutely sure about this".  "I have never been so certain about anything" I answered. 

With that, a dribble started falling from her to the carpet, and then stopped immediately.  "I can't!  it isn't right", but with a few more words of encouragement, Rita finally let go as an increasing stream leapt from her pussy and impacted the carpet between her feet.   At first it penetrated into the carpet, then pooled and spread as the carpet couldn't absorb it fast enough.   The puddle grew bigger as the stream showed no signs of easing.  After about 30 seconds, the stream dwindled and Rita gave a wiggle and stood up to rejoin me on the sofa.  She noted the tent in my trousers and our attentions turned to dealing with that as the puddle slowly soaked in.

We moved the sofa out of the living room before we went to bed, ready for the carpet fitters in the morning.  We then went up to bed, where we were sleeping on the mattress on the floor, having again moved all the other furniture out in readiness for the carpet fitters.

That night, Rita woke up at 2am needing to pee.  I was laying facing the other way and I don't think she knew I had woken up.  A few seconds after she left the mattress, I heard a hissing sound and I turned over and saw in the dim light the silhouette of her squatted by the bed.  I was half asleep and initially reacted with "What the heck are you doing?"  She answered with "Well, the carpet is going on Friday, you didn't seem to have a problem yesterday and the floor in the bathroom is cold".  Then it dawned on me as I remembered the activity of the night before. As she finished up, she crawled back into bed and said that she didn't have any tissue and could do with a clean up if my tongue was available.   Needless to say, my tongue was quickly put to use and we didn't get back to sleep for a while.

The following morning, when we went to get up,  I suggested a pee distance competition down the stairs.  Rita was game, so I went first and managed to pee from the top of the stairs reaching the sixth step down.   Rita squatted on the top step and started peeing, but her pee just fell onto the first step below her.   She was not happy with that and stopped her flow.  She leaned back on her hands and spread her legs and pushed hard as she released another stream, this time she arced upwards into the air and it fell slightly further down than my own stream.  She had to get ready to go to work, but said she had enjoyed that and it was a shame that the carpets were going that day as she could have enjoyed another couple of days of this.  We removed the mattress from the bedroom before she left for the day.

9am and the doorbell rang.   The carpet fitters had arrived and I was pleasantly surprised to see that there was one guy in his thirties accompanied by a woman of about 25 and with nice curvy figure.   They came in and decided to start with the bedroom.   They took up the old carpet and quickly got on with replacing it with the new one.  I offered them mugs of tea, which they gladly accepted and drank as they cut and fitted the carpet.

Next they came downstairs and started work in the living room lifting the edges of the carpet.  The young lady came into the kitchen and approached me. 

  "I hope you don't mind me asking you something"

"No, not at all, what is it?"

"Well it may be a bit sensitive, but I noticed a damp patch on the carpet we've just lifted in the bedroom and there is another one, not quite so damp in the living room"

"Yes, sorry about that - is it an issue?"

"No, but I'm just wondering....."

"Yes?"

"Was it pee?   It smelled just a little"

I turned red with embarrassment and the game was up.

"OK, you've got me.   Yes, my wife was desperate to pee and the carpet was going anyway and we decided it might be a bit of fun" I stumbled over the words as I admitted our misdemeanor. 

"Don't worry about that.  It is just......"

"Yes?"

"I really need a pee too and I was wondering if you would mind if I used the carpet too?   It is such fun and it is not often that I get the opportunity unless I unroll a carpet in the yard before we ditch it.  I'd really like to pee on it before we lift it"

My mind turned somersaults.   "Well, yes, I guess that would be OK," I managed to get out.

"Oh, that's so cool, thank you" she said. 

As she returned to the room, she sent the guy out to the van to get some carpet grippers.  As soon as he was out of the door, she took her place in the centre of the room, dropped her trousers, revealing a well trimmed bush and she quickly jetted a stream into the carpet with a smile as wide as her face beaming at me.   She peed for about 25 seconds, then quickly stood up and pulled up her trousers.  

"Thank you", she said, "I enjoyed that"

"I am not sure who enjoyed it more" I retorted.

She laughed and went back to work.   The guy came back in and noted the puddle and asked what happened.  She responded quickly "Oh, I kicked my tea over - good job it wasn't the new carpet!!"

 

[Kupar 13,339]

Nicely written 🙂 It would be lovely to think that this scenario has been playing out in the @muffinhuntr household over the last few hours!

[Lutab 1,052]

Great story