"Andrea" pees in her old apartment (plus new follow-up story!)

[somedood123 398]

Hi there. I originally wrote this a while back for the 'Wet Carpet Magazine'-thread on another forum (as many other stories here are from). I recently re-read it and decided it was time with a follow-up letter from "Andrea". It might be a little long relative to how much peeing actually takes place, but I hope it doesn't detract too much from the concept.

Hopefully you'll enjoy it regardless.

Thanks.

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I'm Andrea (actually I'm not - not putting my real name on here!), a single woman in her 30s, and I recently landed a high-paying job in the "better" part of the city. This meant that I could finally move out of my otherwise somewhat cheap and small apartment. The floor in this apartment was fully carpeted (except for the bathroom) with a few stains showing here and there (previous owners! I swear it wasn't me! Although had I realized how fun this activity is, a few of those could have been mine ).

This carpet wasn't particularly good quality either - or perhaps it was just old - I had never had the money nor really the urge to have it replaced, but when I was showing a potential buyer around, he talked about most likely having it removed because he preferred hardwood floor. Well, he ended up buying the apartment, and the deal was that he was to move in the first Monday of the next month.

Thus, I decided to make sure all of my stuff was out of there the Friday before, so I could have the weekend to properly settle in at my new place. I spent a few days that week moving most of my stuff and then went back on Friday just to grab the last couple of smaller items. When I had loaded up my car with the last boxes and was about to drive off, I realized I had forgotten my purse in the apartment, luckily I still had the spare key on me. We'd agreed I would come by the apartment on Monday to give it to him.

So back up I went. As I picked up my purse I noticed a nagging in my abdomen. I had been so busy moving the rest of my stuff that I had completely forgotten to pee. A naughty thought struck my mind as I recalled the new owner's comment about getting hardwood floor put in instead.

I had had thoughts like these before - peeing outside of the toilet just for the sheer liberating feel, but had only ever done it in the shower and in an alley several years earlier when I used to go clubbing.

I witnessed a friend pee outside of the toilet a few years earlier, and I think that might have been what sparked these thoughts for me.

We were in another city for a weekend and stayed at a pretty crappy cheap hotel. Not like we were spending much time there anyway. Well, one night we came back, both rather drunk and needing to pee. We entered the hotel lobby and I was about to head for the stairs when my friend suggested we take the elevator. Once inside, I pressed the button for the top floor, and immediately once the doors closed, my friend said, "Andrea, I'm about to pee myself here". Before I had any chance to answer, she just slid up her skirt, parted her legs and then started peeing strongly through her white knickers, forming a clear puddle of pee on the steel floor. I was a bit too shocked to say anything, so I just watched. When she finished she just mumbled something like "thanks, that's better".

Once back in our hotel room, I immediately went to the toilet and peed as if it was the last thing I'd ever do.

The next morning my friend apologized and said she only vaguely remembered peeing in the elevator. I shrugged and just told her not to worry about it, it happens.

Back in the apartment, I looked at the now almost completely empty room, my heart racing at the thought of what I pondered doing. Finally I just decided that since the new owner would remove the carpets, surely I could enjoy a bit of fun. I wandered around the apartment trying to decide where to do it until finally I just decided I wanted to leave my mark in more than one place. First place would be where my bed used to be. I went in there, looked at the carpet as I tingled with excitement. Then I hiked up my long skirt and lowered my panties to around my ankles before finally squatting down and letting go. I peed until there was a wet spot about the size of both my hands together, and then I hobbled out of there, panties still around the ankles. My next pee spot would be the living room. I had left a table in there, so I sat on the edge of it and peed a long arc all over the carpet. When I felt I was almost empty, I stopped and headed for the front door. Right before heading out, I let out the rest of my pee standing, legs parted and aiming with my fingers.

The next day I decided to hold in my morning pee all throughout breakfast and lunch, then return to my old apartment super desperate in the afternoon for one final "look".

Well, the pee had all dried, but there was a stain in the bedroom, but it didn't matter considering there were already stains elsewhere.

I was so desperate to go now and figuring out where to do it wasn't my main concern, so I just went for the small walk-in closet. I wore a shorter skirt with no panties today just to make it easier.

With my back resting against the wall, skirt hiked up and legs parted, I let go. A strong hissing commenced as I watched my somewhat yellow pee spurt out strongly, some of it even hitting the wall on the opposite side. I just kept peeing and peeing and I was holding a lot considering it had been 15 hours since I last went.

My pee was starting to die down and there was a massive puddle both in front of me and under my butt. I let out the last few spurts and then stood up, admiring what I had done. Huge puddle covering a large portion of the carpet, I didn't even know I could have that much in me. I noticed there was a bit of pee smell, but I didn't care now. I left the closet open to hopefully air out the worst of it. I never heard anything from the new owner when I went to drop off the spare key nor afterwards, so I figured it must've dried up fine enough.

It sure was fun, though. Now I just wish I could do this in my new apartment without having to deal with the clean-up... I haven't christened my new apartment with my pee yet, but writing this story sure has made me consider doing it soon...

"Andrea"

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Next story in the following post.

[somedood123 398]

Hi there! "Andrea" here again.

I wrote in a few months ago about how I peed in several places in my old apartment. What a great naughty thrill that was! It also happened to be my first time peeing in such a naughty place having previously only gone in a dark alley at night, the shower - and the toilet of course.

I ended my previous letter by saying I strongly considered christening my new apartment with my pent-up pee. Well, sorry to disappoint, but I haven't actually done that yet (I'm too scared of the clean-up). My new apartment has carpeted floor in the majority of the rooms with the kitchen and bathroom being exceptions. This carpet is a soft, fairly thick white-cream coloured carpet, so I'm obviously a little concerned about stains. I should really buy some cleaning product specifically for carpets so I can finally let myself go (pun intended).

Anyway, that's not why I'm writing - I'm actually here to tell you about a pee experience I had at my new job some weeks back. If you couldn't tell from my last story, let me tell you now; when I pee, I pee a lot. I guess I just have a big bladder and it's not really that unusual for me to hold my pee throughout the entirety of a workday.

Well this day was a little different. I'd had about three (maybe four) cups of tea during my lunchbreak. Usually I only have one, but I kind of forgot about the time as I was talking to a colleague (my job is fairly relaxed - basically, as long as we get the work done, it doesn't really matter when). I returned to my desk on the second floor to continue working, knowing that I'd have to make a short break for the ladies' soon. Sure enough, about half an hour later my bladder started its nagging, but I pushed it to the back of my mind as I was working on something important.

An hour passed and I was beginning to feel pretty desperate. Time to hit the restrooms then.

I decided on heading to the ones on the third floor (there are only bathrooms on the first and third floor, and I hadn't tried the ones on the third yet - still haven't, but more on that in the coming paragraphs). In my initial tour of the building, I was told to take the door next to the stairs on the third floor if I needed to use the toilet, but I hadn't actually been through that door. I assumed it would just be the restroom separating into ladies and gents, but no - first a hallway with several doors on both sides. I started moving towards the first one when the lights suddenly went out.

"Great, so the power's out", I thought to myself. The hallway was dark now and I couldn't tell what the signs on the various doors said. Not looking forward to trying each and every door, I hoped the first one would be the right one. It wasn't. Just an empty conference room by the looks of the light shining through the windows. I left the door slightly open so as to allow some light to escape into the corridor, but it didn't do more than reach the next door to my left. "Office supplies" it said - so not this one either. I kept moving. I was beginning to hold myself now, pushing my hands into my crotch against the white knee-length skirt I was wearing. I had to go pretty badly now and tried my best not to leak. Part of me obviously wanted to pee on the carpet in the hallway, but knowing the power could come back any moment and that someone might come through any of these doors at any moment was too scary a thought for me. So I tried the next door which offered a room with a very small window so only a minimal amount of light was let in. In the dimly lit room I noticed two desks and a couple of chairs - they weren't set up as if in an office, so I figured this must've just been a room for storing furniture not currently useful elsewhere. Standing in the doorway, I felt another surge of the ache in my abdomen and realised that I wouldn't be able to hold it in much longer.

Instead of continuing on down the hallway, I found myself stepping into this storage room - or whatever it was - fearing my bladder would give in momentarily, and I was not about to let that happen in clear sight (almost, apart from the lights being out at said moment - but what if the power came back just as someone walked in!?).

Once inside, I promptly closed the door and frantically looked around the room with my both my hands pressed against my crotch. It wasn't a big room and due to the desks and chairs, there wasn't even much space to move around in. As I stood there in front of the door, one of the desks was placed to my right with a gap of about 3 feet between it and the wall. The desk blocked the majority of the light coming through the window, so it was fairly dark back there.

Another strong ache shot through me and I knew then that I'd decided where to release all of my pee (remember, I hadn't peed since earlier that morning before leaving for work and I'd had several cups of tea since then and it was now the middle of the afternoon).

I moved into the gap and once I reached the sidewall, I turned around and began raising my skirt. Then I squatted down and parted my legs slightly. With one hand holding my skirt in place, I used the other hand to pull my panties to the side, giving my pussy and peehole free aim to the floor.

And it was just in time because as soon as my panties were out of harm's way, I started peeing.

A strong hissing sound could be heard as my pee stream shot out strongly, showing no signs of abating. Due to the darkness in the room I hadn't noticed what type of flooring the room had, but by the sounds of it, I was peeing onto something hard - probably hardwood floor as in many other rooms in the building.

15 seconds in, I was still peeing strongly and I began to notice a faint smell of pee - nothing too strong, I imagined it would clear out soon enough. Several more seconds passed. I was still peeing, but the stream was beginning to diminish. When the stream finally ceased, I let out a sigh, clearly very satisfied by the relief I'd just experienced.

I usually have a pack of tissues on me, and fortunately that was also the case this day. I pulled out a tissue and wiped myself clean after which I dropped the damp tissue on the floor at my feet. Then I put my panties back in place, lowered my skirt and carefully stepped over the puddle (that I couldn't see). I listened for a few seconds before deciding the coast was clear and out into the hallway I went.

I returned to my desk on the second floor and shortly thereafter, the power returned, but I didn't manage much concentration for the remainder of the day. My secret naughty pee had clearly been too much for my mind to handle, and the moment I arrived home, I dropped to my knees in front of the door and began rubbing my crotch almost violently. I'll leave the rest up to your imagination.

Regarding the rightfulness of my actions, I'd have to say that it probably wasn't right to pee where I did, but what other choice did I have? Clearly, I wouldn't have made it far anyway.

I returned to the room a few days later. With the lights now working, I tried to locate my pee. Well, it appeared that it had dried up and there wasn't much to see. Perhaps there was a slight smell, but that might as well just have been from all the unused stuff in the room (it appears that it's rare anyone comes in there - maybe that's a sign I should "use" it more often?).

I'm sorry this is so long. I tried making it shorter, but I really wanted to make sure I got all the necessary details right.

Thanks for reading!

"Andrea"

[paul66 171]

Last story was very hot, very nice, thanks a lot!!!

[Alfresco 11,629]

Thamks Somedood. The office story was great.

[steve25805 126,015]

Great stories, Somedood.

[Admin 14,788]

Thanks for sharing these stories with us all, I'm sure others will agree that they were a very good read! :thumbsup:

[paul66 171]

Yess, thats the stories I love, Thanks a lot for sharing!

[Spielplan 6]

I would actually love to find another girl to do this with, would love to dare each other to see who can pee in the most exciting places!