Female Coworker at Shipping Terminal Needs to Go Pee

[rochauthrowaway 407]

Wrote this pretty quickly so not my best writing but I guess it's porn not great literature. Contains female peeing outdoors.

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This story took place at work about a week ago. I’d recently been scheduled out of the evening shifts at the port and had the fortune of being partnered up with Madison for at least a few weeks. Madison is in her late twenties, my age or maybe slightly younger, maybe a bit corporate and definitely a bit of a ladder-climber, although still quite modest and certainly not any kind of ass-kisser. She is also strikingly attractive, with reddish shoulder-length hair, an athletic body, and an utterly spectacular ass. She has worked in the shipping industry for a number of years but only just recently relocated to Newark. More money than Savannah or so she tells me. Now Madison, like me, audits container traffic at the port.

Anyways, it is a beautiful cloudless day right at the time of year when winter begins to give way to spring when Madison and I take one of the port’s big pickup trucks out to one of the container terminals in order to check up on a shipment that had arrived in from Rotterdam overnight. Madison, as seems to always be the case, is just slightly overdressed in a carefully cut business jacket, collared blouse, and designer jeans. The outfit is accompanied by both a huge mug of what Madison enthusiastically tells me is oolong tea and the same hi-vis vest, hard-hat, and work boot combination worn by everyone working at the port.

The Rotterdam job is routine and easy. A quick check-in with the supervising longshoreman and then Madison and I make our way out to some of the offloaded containers in order to verify a few BIC codes and confirm nothing’s been damaged in the debarking process. We are done our work in less than an hour.

I have just gotten back into the driver’s seat of the truck and am about to turn over the ignition when Madison opens up the vehicle’s passenger-side door and stops me from going any further.

“Can you wait a moment?” Madison blushes, placing her coffee mug into one of the vehicle’s console cup holders and crossing her legs together. “I really need to go pee.”

The auditor doesn’t wait for me to respond before she walks over behind one of the enormous stacks of intermodal containers situated not far from where I’m sitting in the truck. She places herself so that she is out of view of the longshore workers continuing to offload the Rotterdam shipment but still pretty much entirely visible to me.

Madison doesn’t even bother to glance around for potential onlookers before she unfastens her belt and tugs her jeans down to her knees. Beneath the jeans, Madison is wearing a pair of thong panties made from a black cotton patterned with little pink polka dots. The thong is hopelessly overmatched by Madison’s enormous ass and is pretty much swallowed whole in between her ass cheeks.

A moment later, Madison tugs the thong down so that it is together with her jeans and assumes a high squat posture with her hands on her knees and her ass pointed directly towards me. I am afforded a perfect view of Madison’s tightened asshole while she squats and am pretty much unable to do anything other than stare.

Madison begins pissing after just a few seconds. Urine escapes her cunt in a messy stream and washes across the concrete at her feet or else begins dripping all down her ass and thighs. With the truck windows rolled down on account of the warmer weather, I can clearly hear the sounds of Madison’s piss splattering against the container terminal’s concrete tarmac. At one point, I also see Madison’s anus twitch open and hear a fart accompany the deluge of piss.

After about thirty seconds of nonstop pissing, Madison finally seems to finish. However, rather than pull up her jeans and underwear, she instead takes a step back, reaches out to brace herself against the intermodal container at her back, and resumes urinating. Somehow it is even messier than before. Instead of pissing onto the concrete at her feet, Madison instead begins inadvertently urinating directly onto the intermodal container. Piss sprays off the container’s corrugated steel exterior and ricochets in all directions. A number of wayward piss droplets splash onto Madison’s lowered jeans and thong but the auditor is looking elsewhere and takes no notice whatsoever of the situation.

Eventually Madison does actually finish. She lets out a few final squirts of piss and then pulls up her thong and jeans without bothering to wipe with anything. She then directs an insouciant little shrug at me before making her way back to the truck.

“Don’t report me for that,” Madison blushes as sits down in the passenger seat beside me. “I really needed to go.”

I can’t help but grin. I wouldn’t dare.

Edited March 22 by rochauthrowaway

[miniskirtpisser 410]

I love this! I love how nonchalant and daring it is. Some of those longshore worker must have heard her pee & might actually be enjoying it. It also seems to me that Madison planned the naughty pee. Thanks for writing and sharing. 

[Alfresco 11,629]

Totally hot story.   With all those containers, I am sure she could have just disappeared found a place totally out of sight at some point for a minute without saying anything, so love the way you have her announced her need the pee in full virée f the truck.

[rochauthrowaway 407]

On 3/22/2024 at 2:36 PM, miniskirtpisser said:

It also seems to me that Madison planned the naughty pee.

Not really planned, no. I can tell you that Madison definitely needed to go but also had a bit of a crush on her coworker and didn't really mind letting him see.

On 4/1/2024 at 10:29 PM, Alfresco said:

With all those containers, I am sure she could have just disappeared found a place totally out of sight

Absolutely. It definitely wasn't Madison's first time squatting and taking a much-needed piss while at work, although it was the first time she (intentionally) let someone else see her doing so.