kindred spirits in the pub

[onetwo 125]

An acquaintance/friend of mine came with me to the pub a few weeks ago, not so common an occurrence for us! We met at work and had only hung out one-on-one a couple of times, we have been getting closer as of recent. It was a hot, sunny day (the last hot day of the year I think) and we sat out in the far end of the beer garden at a picnic bench. I was wearing a short skirt, she wearing jeans. The pub was pretty empty as we were day drinking a little bit, it was only about 2pm.

We were having a good deep chat, I had two or three pints of cider and she had a cider and a vodka lemonade. I started to get a little desperate and shifted a little while we spoke. My friend mentioned offhand that she was desperate for a pee, before getting distracted by our conversation once again. We kept talking, deep in some topic, and a few minutes went by before I was really feeling the pints. My bladder felt heavy, like a water balloon. I was leaning forward on my elbows onto the table, my legs tense from desperation. It was getting really uncomfortable, but I didn’t want to get up and walk all the way back into the pub and try and find the toilets. 

While we were still talking, I shifted forwards a little on the bench and let my skirt ride up. My friend’s eyelids flickered in acknowledgment that I’d moved and I reached my hand under my ass and pulled my panties to the side. Without a word I started letting out a nice long stream under the table, dribbling a little onto the bench between my legs. It pattered on the stones below us and slowly snaked out along the grooves on the ground from under our table. my friend raised her eyebrows with a bit of a smile and looked at the puddle. I finished up and wiggled back into place. We continued talking, and did not mention pee. A minute later, my friend unzipped her jeans, pulled them only halfway down her thighs, and shifted forward in her seat. I heard a loud hiss start and we both giggled. She paused her stream, and I could still hear dripping. She then continued hissing with a sigh. I said jokingly, You’re making me need to go again! 

We went and got another drink each, and a little later we inevitably needed to pee again. I got a little creative, turning around in my seat so my ass was facing the wall and hanging off the end of the bench and peeing into the plants at the edge of the garden. I spread my ass a little to try and direct the stream backwards. My pee was loud and musical against the leaves, and I may have moaned a little out of satisfaction. My friend peed under the table again, hissing, biting her lip. 

[harry_jones_1975 604]

The ideal way to spend time in a pub. What a great friend to have.

[steamlover6 751]

This is amazing stuff to share with us in this way, so matter of fact, but so exciting to read.  Given your conversation was so engaging, the toilets were so way away but after all that cider the extreme urge to pee in your pantie was now reaching the limit of your ability to hold it; anyone imagining that situation would find it the most natural course of action to pull the pantie to one side and just let it all go, relishing the relief and the sheer pleasure of the release as it gushed from your pussy lips.  I would love to ask you out for a few pints, anytime you wish!!

[Kiwi Watcher 16]

I'm amazed you didn't get caught

[randomiser 152]

I've always wanted to do this, but never had a friend I could do it with.  What a great afternoon.

[MC Cumzy 1,641]

This sounds like it could be a Sneakypee scene