Workplace Misconduct

[Bobby Acacia 133]

Contains: Naughty Female Peeing

Angela was a dedicated bartender at the nightclub she worked at. She was a hit with the patrons, and got along with all the staff, but her boss was a different story. They did not always see eye to eye, and after some recent changes to the nightclub’s rules and procedures, Angela was getting sick of it. She had considered leaving, but she did love her job and hated the idea of looking somewhere else. So she considered going against the flow wherever she could. That was what lead her to have a meeting with her boss Kieran several days before New Years Eve.

 

“Angela, I am starting to feel like you are not giving this job your all,” Kieran said, a smug tone in his voice.

“I am sir, just getting confused with all these changes to the rules. I promise it won’t happen again,” Angela pleaded.

“Well, I know how you can prove it. I just got off the phone with Jade earlier, and she can’t work New Years Eve. Can you work for her?” Kieran asked.

“Yes sir,” Angela said through a forced grin. She had originally had the night off, after working the same shift the past five years straight, but she wanted to keep this job and was willing to suck it up.

 

The night rolled around and Angela immediately regretted her choice. She working with mostly new employees who had never seen such a busy shift, and the patrons of the nightclub were making sure they earned their pay. Drinks were pouring and the floor was packed with dancing. Angela kept her head down and did her job as expected of her. Around 2am, the party was dying down. There were still several dozen people in the nightclub, but most were simply chilling and tuckered out from a fun night. With the drop off of service, Angela’s manager for the night sent her downstairs to start locking up. 

 

Angela wasn’t a fan of the nightclub’s downstairs basement. This was where all the alcohol and stock was delivered and stored, but it was not a place Angela visited much herself. Luckily, all she had to worry about was making sure everything was locked up. After 15 minutes of wondering the basement, certain everything was all good, she reached the final door. This door led to a storage room for broken or discarded equipment like tables and chairs. The room was filled to the brim with junk, and nobody came down here anymore. There were not even any security cameras in this part of the basement. So, as Angela’s bladder began to twitch, she was confident that nobody would catch her in an act of sticking it to her boss. 

 

She pulled down her work trousers and crouched beside the final door. She looked in every direction for fear of anybody catching her. Angela tried to calm herself, as her heart began beating out of her chest with adrenaline. Finally, her dam broke and she began to wee on the floor. The puddle beneath her grew slowly as the pale urine drained out from between her pussy lips. Angela let out a silent squeal at how naught she was being. She had never done anything like this before. Eventually, she finished with a steady dribble of piss that she wiped off with her hand. She stood up, fixed her pants and checked the last door. It was all good so she returned upstairs to the bar, nobody aware of the mess she had left downstairs.