The New Colleague

[whiskey35 306]

I’m Philip, an engineer with a renewable energy firm and I’m going to tell you about a totally unexpected and revealing peeing experience with a new colleague the other day. Bear with me its a bit long.

Andrea, an early twenties girl, had recently joined the firm as a trainee engineer. She’d spent the first few weeks office based getting to know the remote systems we used to monitor the wind turbines and equipment we managed. I’d been tasked to take her out round some of the sites to carry out the physical inspections that couldn’t be done remotely. The day before we’d gone through all the safety measures required when working on site, fitted her out with overalls, working at height harness and all the other gear required. I told her that from experience it was a good idea to bring a pair of shorts and t-shirt with her to wear under the overalls as you’d get a bit hot wearing our normal work wear with all the climbing required. Also as we’d be away all day to bring plenty to eat and drink as there were no shops anywhere near the sites we’d be working on.

The next morning we had an early start. I had loaded up the van the day before with all the work equipment and kit bags, so as soon as Andrea came in we’d be good to go. She was actually in before me, only thing we needed was to add our own bags. Andrea had two with her and I joked, “we’re only going for the day”, she laughed back, “only one’s clothes, the other is a picnic.”

With that we were off. The site we’d be working on was a good hour and a half from our base and by the nature of where the turbines had to be sited was a bit remote. For the first hour or so the conversation flowed easily, with us discussing everything from work to family and relationships, she was currently single and I was married with a young son. Andrea was clearly a very smart and pleasant young woman and I was pleased to be working with her.

Throughout the journey she had firstly been sipping away at a travel mug of tea she had brought with her and then from a water bottle. Around an hour or so in, I noticed she had gone a bit quiet and was starting to fidget about a bit. I sensed she might need the loo and was this confirmed when I asked if anything was wrong, as she replied “no nothing, just I could do with a wee”. I offered to find a place to stop, but she said she’d wait until we got there. I didn’t have the heart to tell her at this point that there were no loos at the site. For the next fifteen or twenty minutes, she sat there quietly, she didn’t seem to be overly concerned, but I did notice her squirming a bit as I hit the odd pothole on the rough country roads.

As we approached the site I explained that we would need to open a gate at the end of the lane to the site, drive through and close it again for security and asked if she would be alright to do it. She said that she would be fine and as we got there, she slowly got out and opened the gate. As I drove through I watched in the mirror to see her glancing round to see if there was a chance to have a quick pee, but didn’t and got back in sitting down very carefully. I knew she was in trouble when she said “I was about to nip behind a bush there, but spotted a CCTV sign so though I better not. I didn’t want anyone at the office seeing the new girl having a piss on her first day out”. It was at this point that I thought I better tell her that there weren’t any toilets on the site and that she would have to find a bush to pee behind. She wouldn’t have to worry about CCTV though as there wasn’t any here, just the sign. “That won’t be a problem, my back teeth are floating” she replied with a nervous laugh. Needing a pee myself now, I responded, “ladies to the left, gents to the right when we stop then”.

A couple of minutes later we reached the top of the lane and I pulled up at the edge of the parking area. No need for any chat, I got out and moved forward to the front to the van and faced the grass verge unzipped and got my cock out ready to for my own pee. In my peripheral vision I had noticed Andrea opening the van door and immediately dropping down into a low squat. I hadn’t started yet when the quiet of the early morning was broken by the sound of Andrea’s thundering piss hitting the tarmac.  I could feel my cock twitching, but managed to release a steady stream into the grass finishing after about 30 seconds. Andrea was still going strong as I could hear the delightful hiss as she continued emptying her obviously full bladder. I gave it a few more seconds before I decided I would move down my side of the van to give her a bit of privacy to finish. As I turned round though I caught an inadvertent glance of her toned bum through the side window as she stood up, pulling up an ordinary pair of light blue bikini briefs and stretching them back into place. I don’t know why, but I couldn’t help but find this very sexy.

With us both now relieved, I broke the slightly awkward silence with a “feel better now” quip as I moved to the back of the van to unload. What I couldn’t fail to notice was a lake of pee at the side of the van some of which was snaking its way across the tarmac to the side. Andrea smiled as she caught my eye, “told you I would have no problem going”. Laughing we unloaded all the gear to a slight grass mound close to the first turbine we would be working on.

I then explained that we were supposed to be fully dressed in all the protective equipment before we entered the turbine tower. Normally I would get changed in the back of the van, but as this was a much smaller one than the usual one, that wasn’t going to work and if she wanted she could get changed in the tower. Straightaway she replied “I’m not bothered if you’re not” and without giving me much of a chance to reply, started undoing the buttons of her work polo shirt and then took it off leaving her exposing a white sports bra.  To say she was fit in so many ways was very much an understatement. Pulling on a t-shirt she then dropped her cargo pants and gave me a great view of those bikini briefs again before slipping on a pair of tight black lycra running shorts, giving a slight hint of a camel toe. One thing she would have definitely seen if she looked in my direction was a very pronounced semi in my boxer briefs which I managed to hide by turning slightly away as I got changed. I was asking myself how had I been so lucky to be working with such a girl.

I’ll leave out the next boring bit of how we actually managed to get some work done inspecting three out of the four turbines we had to do other than say I was suitable impressed on how quickly Andrea had picked up on all the information I had thrown at her, how capable she was and also how delightful it was to follow that fit body as we climbed up and down the towers. On the way down the third tower I suspected she might need another pee as she’d gone quiet again. As we got two thirds of the way down it, she finally admitted it, though not wanting to disappoint me by stepping out of the procedures said she could hold on. I didn’t want her to suffer though and told her she could carry on to the bottom without me and take a pee.

I took my time to allow her time to go, but as I was just about to emerge from the door, I was greeted with my second inadvertent sight of the day. Andrea had gone to the front of the tower and had taken cover from a junction box about five metres from the tower. It must have taken a bit longer than I expected for her to undo the safety harness which was lying to the side and just as I was about to exit the tower she had lowered her overalls to her waist and was hooking her thumbs into the waist band of her shorts. In one deft motion she lowered these and her knickers giving me a quick flash of her neatly trimmed bush, before dropping into a low squat and immediately a thick arc of pee erupted from her lips. I debated what to do, before allowing her a few moments to finish before I came out of the door. She was still going strong and there was nothing I could do but apologise for disturbing her. She wasn’t overly bothered though and said it was her fault for not going behind the junction box, but the grass was a bit long. The next thing surprised me even more though, I thought I’d died and gone to heaven as finishing off she bounced up and down a few times to drip dry before standing up fully exposing her pussy to me as she slowly fished her knickers out of her shorts before pulling them into place. I couldn’t figure out whether she was just being very casual or if she knew exactly what she was doing, but I certainly wasn’t complaining and was relieved that I was still in all my protective gear as otherwise she would have been in no doubt what effect it was having on me as I now had a full boner.

Acting as if nothing had happened Andrea then joined me as we sat down on the grassy mound to have our lunch. After a bit of small talk, I couldn’t help but ask her how she could be so casual peeing and getting changed around an almost stranger. I was surprised when Andrea told me that right up to and through her first year at university she had been extremely shy and had never had an outside wee until a now close friend Jane, who she had worked with during a holiday job had taught her how to do it! The next term her friends at university were relieved that they no longer had to wait around standing in queues for loos as she joined in with normal drunken student behaviour of sneaky pees in alleyways and side streets on nights out.

She then went on to say she had taken up various sports, the first being women’s football. Now whilst money was starting to find its way into the top level, at their grassroots level, they had to pay for everything and to save money especially for training hired the cheapest park pitches without changing rooms and as a result often got changed in car parks and at the side of pitches. If you needed a pee, you soon found ways to do so. To help with her fitness for the football, she’d taken up running and again if needing a wee, always found somewhere. It was taking up cycling though that had really developed her casual attitude. Usually she rode with a very mixed group and prior to the lockdown the routes were planned with rest stops at pubs and cafes along the way. With everything closed though they had to make other arrangements. Cycling bibs gave next to no discrete ways for ladies to pee, so you just had to get on with it. Not being ashamed of her body and realising everyone had to pee, it soon became clear it wasn’t an issue and hence the nonchalant attitude. Her final comment in this conversation, I took as a bit of a backhanded compliment, that I seemed like a nice guy and that if she was trusting me to keep her safe working, she’d be safe peeing in my company. I remarked that I wish she could talk to my wife, as she could only ever pee outside as a very last resort if she was on the verge of wetting herself.

Finishing off my lunch I realised I could do with a slash myself. Not wanting to make an issue of it or make her feel uncomfortable, but at the same time wanting to balance the books so to speak, I walked towards a close by bush, to drain the main vein. Instead of facing directly towards it, I found a bit that I would be standing side on and flopped my cock out over the top of my shorts before releasing a good stream into it. I wasn’t really paying too much attention to what Andrea was doing, but I’m sure she was glancing my direction as I shook off the last drips before tucking everything back in again.

With that it was back to work and we had soon completed what we needed to do on the fourth turbine. It was then a case of making up the equipment and loading the van before heading for home. About halfway through this Andrea casually announced she’d have a quick wazz before she got changed. Rather than look for any cover she simply took a few steps away from where the last of the bags were and dropped into a low squat, giving me a side on view as another thick arc of pee hissed out of her forming a foaming puddle in the grass in front of her.  Finishing off this time, rather than pulling up her shorts, she stepped out of them before pulling up her knickers and then walked back towards the bags. “No point putting them back on” she commented in a matter of fact manner as she reached for her bag to get changed back into her work wear. I was expecting her to put on her cargo pants at this stage, but instead she took of her t-shirt and then stretches her arms out and clasps them together above her head. I thought I died and gone to heaven again as there I was, only a few metres away from this gorgeous girl standing in her underwear shimmering in the afternoon sun. She was clearly getting a bit of a thrill from this, as two hard nipples were poking through the fabric of her sports bra. It wasn’t the only thing that was under pressure, my cock was standing fully to attention, I was so glad that I’d already got changed and everything was just about undercover. “You’re enjoying that far too much” I quipped. “Just a wee thank you for looking after me all day” Andrea laughed back.

Back to reality and we weren’t long loading up the van. One of the last bags Andrea lifted was a small green one with a Bog in a Bag logo on it. “What’s this?” she asked. “Oh that’s a camping style loo we’re supposed to used when we’re on site” I replied. “It’s been in the van for ages, but I’ve never had the need to use it. Can’t see you needing it either” I finished off with as we both burst into a fit of laughter.

It was then off for home. Like the first journey it was very pleasant as the conversation flowed freely, no more peeing though. After dropping Andrea off, my mind was spinning with all that had happened. I was certainly very lucky to have her as a new colleague.

Edited April 12, 2022 by whiskey35

[knarf11 74]

Thank you @whiskey35 a brilliant story

[PInPublic 1]

Great story, good to hear Andrea still enjoys peeing outside. Would love to hear what happens on a work night out.

[whiskey35 306]

Glad you enjoyed it @PInPublic. Hadn't planned another works night out at this stage, but Andrea will definitely be back.🙂

Andrea's peeing apprenticeship detailed as part of Jane's naughty pee stories for anyone who hasn't read them.