Work Stories pt.1

[Anita Bidet 79]

I learned to clean pools for a local company..water, water, everywhere, and so few spots to pee. Down here in the south, hydration is a must to stay upright and functioning -our high heat & humidity can be quite nasty- so we were expected to drink copious amounts of water and sports drinks, all while working with roughly ten thousand gallons of running, splashing, spraying water at each site...
Needing to pee -but having few or no places to go- was part of the job for the women. It was a usually a choice of which gas station or fast food joint was likely cleanest or closest, or hope that the outdoor bathroom of a precious few,  thoughtful customers wasn't locked. Going in someone's bushes would be terrible for company rep, so it was avoided.

We would take every opportunity possible, but preventative measures weren't always enough -especially when a job was an hour's drive away through nothing but coastline, or somewhere that meant getting stuck in the middle of heavy city traffic. I quickly learned to distract myself & hold it for a long time when the urge hit; I've never had a full-on wetting on the job, but I've had some very close calls....  

One day halfway through my route, my body decided that it wanted to void itself of that month's water retention all at once, if you get my drift..
The nearby bathrooms I had staked out as being the best were all thrashed that day; it was right after a holiday & it was as if everyone had a collective hangover. Toilets were clogged, trashcans were filled with unspeakable horrors, doors were locked with the key still inside the restroom, & employees just couldn't be bothered to care. I lowered my standards & hit every place I could, yet nothing availed itself. I was working within a large and posh housing area, so there were very few places to choose from, & no parks with enough privacy to disappear in to find some bushes..

I rearranged the order of pools on my route to hit the one with an outdoor bathroom next instead of last. I was beyond desperate already, fought traffic tooth & nail to get where I needed to GO. Once at the site, I ran full speed to the backyard, where I found that the bathroom was locked! The homeowners were out of town, but lawn crews were everywhere, so no privacy for me to pop a squat. As I tried to jiggle the door handle and shove the door with my shoulder in hopes of jimmying it open (it worked a few times before), a small spurt of pee escaped to protest my exertion. I gasped and stood still, holding my belly to will my pee to stay inside, and attracting the attention of some of the lawn guys. They had a laugh at my expense, said some stuff in Spanish, and went back to work. The door wouldn't budge, so I assessed my situation, and knew it wasn't one of those times that I could
just distract myself while I finished the job -this was a problem. Something had to be done, and soon, but what? I had to pee so badly that I could barely think, all other known options were exhausted, and I just wanted in the bathroom that was right F***ING in front of me!

Just then, one of the grass dudes SLAMMED something heavy into the back of their work truck, making a startling metal-on-metal crash -another spurt escaped as I squeaked in pain & I almost lost it! Could he have...did he do that on purpose?!?....their ensuing raucous laughter told me YES... I gave serious consideration to pissing on one of their driver's seats for both relief & revenge as I glared them down..
I doubled over while recovering, willing my body to hold on, and said "Screw this and all them". There was a towel in my truck that I folded up in my seat and sat on in case I couldn't make it (silently praising the all-vinyl interior), then left to track down somewhere to empty my tank. At least I could keep from letting an accident be seen if it came down to it...

I had to drive another 10 minutes or so in an unfamiliar part of the area before I finally found a shopping center with a small Thai restaurant tucked into a hard-to-see corner. 
The hostess saw how I walked in, bent over with my thighs squeezed together- she sympathetically & wordlessly pointed to the ladies room, bless her for that. The restrooms were fancy & spotless, such a far cry from what I was accustomed to having to use on the job. I decided to take my time, enjoy the moment by slowing my flow to a nice, long hissing pee while the muscle tremors of my holding effort subsided. I couldn't resist the urge to rub my clit to orgasm as I let loose; the opulently decorated room smelled of fresh lavender, the overwhelming flood of relief,  & the sound of my piss echoing around made too tempting of an opportunity! 

Once my bladder was emptied & I'd gotten myself off, my stomach asserted its own need -the smell of food was so enticing. I didn't want to do a pee-and-run in such a nice place, so I decided to treat myself. Lunch was expensive, but at least I (just barely) made it and learned that I like Thai food. After that incident, I started keeping a change of clothes and empty wide-mouthed bottle with me, just in case.

 

Edited December 15, 2017 by Anita Bidet

[Guest UnabashedUser]

bravo! Enjoyed this one immensely. If I may ask, when you cum on the toilet just after you have peed, do you also release a bit of pee ?  Or are you able to  pee and cum at the same time? I know my wife does and it is very erotic.

Edited December 15, 2017 by UnabashedUser

[Anita Bidet 79]

Most times it's separate, but both do happen at once every so often, especially if I'm tipsy enough; no matter where I am or how I'm positioned.    S/o insists on installing floor drains in the bedroom someday. =-p

[Alfresco 11,629]

Very nice story!   You could have taken a leaf out of the pool cleaning ladies in this video.  They go into the pool to pee.  Listen to the commentary.

 

 

 

[Anita Bidet 79]

Lol, white shirt woman sounds so much like me! "We gotta get her done, stop being bitchy!" Although, if one of the other women on the team had gone to pee in the pool, I would have gotten as close as they would let me  & taken it further if they allowed..Woo-hooo, I had some hottie co-workers!  Believe you me, I thought about them being as desperate as I was then, & what they might do in that situation-  many times..

I NEVER forgot to take off my shirt though..it helps to wear a swimsuit under the work uniform. 
 I'll admit, there's been a few times that "the interior tiles needed scrubbing" at the same instance that I had to piss...

[Alfresco 11,629]

On 12/26/2017 at 8:10 AM, Anita Bidet said:

 I'll admit, there's been a few times that "the interior tiles needed scrubbing" at the same instance that I had to piss...

Love it!  sounds like you have managed to pee quite discretely at times.  I am sure that your co-workers have  also done the same ar times. 

[Anita Bidet 79]

Tbh, I don't know, I was running on my own at those times. Once the training was over with (which included the prime restroom places & admonishings about "naughty" peeing), I was on my own. That was a weird time for me; right out of a separation from someone who indulged my fetish as much as demonized it- I ached to claim what was mine in any way possible. My experiences were/are as emotional as they are sexual & I cannot diminish that. Knowing what I did about water chemistry/sanitizing/vacation schedules- I may have took some liberties..  =-p 

[Alfresco 11,629]

@Anita Bidet, So, the training actually covered prime restroom places and admonishings about "naughty" peeing!    Did they specifically tell you that you couldn't get into the pool to pee or were they telling you not to sneak a pee in the bushes etc?

Where did they say the prime restroom places would be?  Did they suggest asking for use of the toilet at a customer premises or did they tell you that you should find a public toilet or shop/cafe type place with a toilet between jobs?  

Sorry for the questions, but I'm quite fascinated that the employer actually covered this area - so many employers would just ignore the problem and leave the employee to their own devices.