My broken toilet.

[Blob 399]

A few weeks ago during the cold spell, I was awaken by a loud bang and the sound of gushing water, I got out of bed and went to the bathroom to find the toilet broken and water gushing out, I went out side in my PJ to the road and turned of my water supply, returning to the bathroom and putting towels to try and mop up some of the before returning to bed.
In the morning I phone a few plumber only to be told I would have to wait till the New Year. I got to work removing the broke toilet and tank, and blanking of the inlet pipe so that I could put the main back on. The water had come down through two ceilings.
I have been peeing in the bathroom sink and using dog poo bags which I have been taking to the dog poo bin in the park.
On the 22nd of December my ex girlfriend came to me house, her calls on me once or twice a year when she is in town, this time she had just dropped her husband of at the hospital for test and came round to wait before picking him up. We sat in the living room chatting and a mug of coffee, after about three hour of chatting it was time for her to go back to the hospital, she said she would use my loo before she went.
I lead she up to the bathroom explaining and showed her the problem, telling her I have been peeing in the sink and that if she want to she could pee into the bath.
I was just going out the bathroom door when she said she many need my help. I thought that all she had to do was to lift up her skirt and drop her knickers and hang her bum over the side of the bath. But no, she kicked of her shoes, removed her skirt and took off her tights and knickers, then using my shoulder stepped up onto the edge of the bath, then with one foot on either side of the bath went into a vary high squat, opened her lips and let ripe.
My mind was in a spine, here I was looking at a pissing pussy I had not seen for forty years, her pubes a little grey, her legs and bum still in good shape,( she was always into sport and still did waking in the country). When she stopped peeing I got some toilet paper and went to wipe her but she grabbed the paper and wiped herself and one of her legs I took the paper back and put it in the bathroom bin, she then used me to step back down. She said I see you still like that, I said yes and are you going to deal with that, she said no as she did not cheat on her husband but that I could deal with it my self, as I took my self in hand she start to dress, first her knickers the thighs, which she pulled up to she tits, (which still looked firm under her bra) then her shoes, and lastly her skirt. I was done and washed the bath out with shower head before we both washed our hands.
We returned to the living room were she put her coat on and we said our good byes I mumbled hope your husband is ok and she left.
After she left I went looking for a Polaroid photo I had take of her peeing by some trees on the moors, but I could not find it and still not found it. I find it funny that she would not let me touch her and she would not touch me but she let me watch she pee up close, because of her husband.