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Sophie christens my new kitchen


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Two very fortuitous circumstances came together recently.

Firstly, I'd just had my new kitchen fitted. New cabinets with a new kitchen counter surface with marble-look. A new sink and sparkling new shiny draining board, and gleaming taps. New state of the art appliances fitted, new tiles above the cooker, walls freshly painted. Even new floor tiles too with a marble look, some almost white and some light blue in a chequered pattern. The whole kitchen looked awesomely cool and brand new - unused in fact.

The second fortuitous circumstance was that Sophie and her husband and daughter happened to be on holiday in Cornwall at this time, only about two dozen miles away. And she was pretty keen on seeing the kitchen. She'd seen it before - she was peeing on the floor there at the time, lol - but it looked pretty ordinary back then. Now it looked awesomely smart and new. I said that she was more than welcome to come and visit, and kind of flirtingly suggested that she could even....er...."christen" the kitchen for me. She knew what I meant so we both had a little online giggle about that idea.

Well, her husband - though I've never met him - sounds like a cool guy who shares her interest in peeing. He is for example the proud owner of a video clip of Sophie squatting and peeing all over her own kitchen floor. And as long as there is no sexual contact at all, he is OK with Sophie peeing in front of male pee fetish friends because he knows she enjoys peeing all over the place without guilt if she has permission. He kind of trusts her with that, which makes him especially cool in my book.

Anyway, as soon as my kitchen was complete, Sophie's chap agreed to take their daughter out for the day whilst Sophie came to visit me. She knocked upon my door, and as I opened it I was struck yet again by just how gorgeously sexy she was. She was dressed more casually this time than the last time I'd seen her, now wearing a relatively short summer skirt and a t-shirt. Not for the first time I found myself briefly regretting the fact that I was not in some alternative reality where Sophie was single and I was half my age. But alas.......

Anyway, we chatted for a bit and I made her some coffee whilst she admired the kitchen. A true and honest critic - and with the benefit of a woman's eye - she pointed out ways that could make the place look even more awesome, but she was impressed with the job they'd done on the whole. Then, with a twinkle in her eye and just the barest hint of a naughty smile upon her beautiful face, she let me know that she actually really did need to pee. Apparently, she'd drunk quite a bit of some soft drink or other before driving over, and hadn't been to the loo before leaving, or for some time before that.

My heart almost skipped a beat at that, because I almost knew she must have come here full-bladdered on purpose. The thought that she might have all along been hoping to christen my kitchen was an exciting realisation.

I waved my arm in the general direction of the floor and suggested that she just go right ahead, right there. She grinned broadly at that. "You really want me to pee all over these brand new floor tiles?"

"Yeah, sure."

"Ok, I will!".

She grinned her lovely sexy grin as she reached up under her skirt, soon after which a black thong dropped to the floor which she kicked to one side. Then in one fluid movement, she hoisted her skirt whilst lowering herself into a squat in the middle of the kitchen. There was a pause for several seconds as she grinned in anticipation, possibly willing her bladder to let loose.

And then it happened. A loud hissing which indicated a degree of obvious desperation, as a powerful torrent of golden piss sprayed down onto the tiles. A rapidly growing puddle soon spread to encompass her feet but she just carried on pissing. She'd obviously been saving this up for a while, because she actually pretty much flooded the floor, a massive golden lake of pee eventually covering many of the new tiles.

Once finished, she stood up and allowed her skirt to drop back into place, standing in her own large puddle. She grinningly informed me, "I needed that!"

"I can see that", I laughed.

"Well, that's your kitchen well and truly christened anyway. "

"Thanks Sophie. That was awesomely sexy."

"Yes, I though it was good fun too."

We admired the huge puddle for a moment, then she retrieved her thong and put it back on, before we headed into my living room to chat for a while.

After an hour or two she had to leave, and as I escorted her to the front door, we walked past the kitchen and glanced in. She nodded her head in it's general direction and laughed, "Have fun cleaning that up later".

"It'll be a pleasure", I chuckled.

Then we said our farewells and she was on her way.

Another awesome peeing memory to store permanently in my memory banks.

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