The Interview #3

[In the woods 23]

A relationship that began with accidental wetting and leads to more pee play, this time outside and then at a health clinic

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A couple of months had passed. Emma called Jacob from the U-Haul truck,

"Hey, Em! How's the drive?"

"Luckily very scenic", she replied, "since I'm driving very slowly and carefully. This is my first time driving a truck."

"That's why I offered to help you load the truck and share the driving!" Jacob tried to explain.

"I know, but it would have been so awkward with my parents. I really just want your help unloading the truck when I arrive."

"You got it!" said Jacob. "When do you think you'll get here?"

Emma looked at the clock. "At the rate I'm going, sometime between 7pm and...next Thursday?" she joked.

"You've been in the car since noon. I hope you're planning to take a quick pit stop."

Emma laughed. "Not a chance! I'm saving it all for you."

Jacob blushed. Pee games were their favorite pastime and the first thing that brought them together as a couple.

"OK, best of luck!"

"See you soon, Jakey"

 

It was actually nearly 8:00 when Emma finally pulled up in the U-haul. Jacob was waiting outside and greeted her with a hug.

Emma gave him a quick hug and peck on the cheek, but she was dancing nervously. "I wasn't kidding about saving it for you. Where can I pee right now?"

"Your new apartment is right here, do you have the key?"

"I'm not going to make it upstairs. I'm going....there!"

Emma darted up the sloped grass to some bushes between the street and the apartment building, then spread her legs and started peeing while still standing, the urine spraying powerfully down from behind her skirt. She closed her eyes as an intense feeling of relief swept over her.

Jacob laughed. "You were going commando the whole way? No panties?"

Emma opened her eyes and smiled at Jacob. The urine stream showed no sign of stopping. "I took them off a few miles back as I got close. They're in the front seat."

She noticed Jacob was stealing glances down. "Oh, how rude of me. Please, enjoy the view!" she said as she gently lifted her skirt up so he could see her bottom half in the glow of twilight, her freshly shaved labia in full view as she continued to pee.

Jacob glanced around to make sure she wasn't flashing anyone, but luckily nobody seemed to be around. He smiled and enjoyed the view. Her pee finally came to a stop. She did a little dance to shake the last drops off.

"I'm not even going to bother to wipe. I need a shower anyway."

Emma let her skirt fall back down then with a smirk she went back to the U-Haul. She got her purse and a suitcase from the front of the truck. "Let's have a shower and then food, then maybe we can carry a few things up. Just what I absolutely need tonight."

"Like your bed", said Jacob. "You need someplace to sleep!"

Emma ran her fingers up Jacob's cheek, "Yeah, and there are other things we can do in my bed, too..."

 

The next morning, Jacob woke up to her Emma swearing from the bathroom. "Shit!" she said. "Shit, shit, shit!"

"What is it?"

"Ugh, I think I have a UTI."

"I'm sorry, babe" said Jacob as he got up. "Does it hurt a lot?"

"No, only a little. It's just one more thing to deal with. I don't have a local doctor or anything."

"There's an urgent care clinic just a few blocks away. I'll walk you there."

"Thanks, love" said Emma. "Ugh, I guess I overdid it yesterday," she said, thinking of how many hours she had held her pee, and then not even wiping when she finally did. That definitely explained it.

Jacob felt a little awkward. He felt bad that she was in pain now because of holding her pee for him.

After getting breakfast, they walked to the urgent care clinic. Emma checked in, and they gave her a cup for a urine sample.

Emma grabbed Jacob, who was sitting in the waiting area. "I've never been here before. Show me where the bathroom is."

Jacob started to point, but she grabbed his hand, pulling him up. "Show me," she said.

When they got there, she waited for a medical assistant to pass in the hallway, then shoved Jacob inside and quickly locked the door behind them.

"You don't have to do this!" Jacob said. "I know it hurts for you to pee right now."

"Might as well make it fun, as long as I have to do it anyway," she said. "Wanna catch?"

She tossed Jacob the cup, then slipped off her skirt and underwear completely, wiped herself, then urinated a bit into the toilet, and stopped mid-stream. "Let's try to get the rest in the cup."

Jacob started to bring the cup near her pussy, but she pushed him away.

"Farther! Target practice!"

Jacob laughed and moved the cup a few feet in front of her, just off the ground.

Emma arched her back, held one finger next to her labia, and then shot a clean stream of urine right towards the cup.

It missed, of course, but Jacob expertly adjusted and caught most of it in the cup, though it made a mess on the floor.

"That's enough", said Jacob when the cup was full beyond the marked line. He pulled the cup away and capped it. Emma stopped peeing, but only for a moment. She playfully wiggled and sent her last squirt of pee into a big arc all over the floor.

"You're so naughty!" he said.

She giggled as she wiped, pulled up her pants, then grabbed some toilet paper to wipe up the mess. She used a cleaning wipe from a dispenser on the counter next, which left virtually no evidence of their mischief.

"Do I get a little show too?" asked Emma? "You could play target practice too!"

Jacob was already pulling down his pants. "Bet I can hit the sink from here!" His penis was getting erect, but they had been practicing peeing a lot together so he was able to get a stream going pretty quickly, sending it in a long arc into the sink, where it made a big splash.

"Not if I do this!" said Emma, tracing her finger down his back and sending shivers down his spine. The pee went everywhere.

More mess to clean up, but who cares? Making messes with Emma was the greatest pleasure.