Jayne
The alarm clock rang out and Jayne, twenty three years old, six feet and two inches tall with brown eyes and long black hair, reached over and pressed the snooze for another ten minutes rest before rolling over on to her back. With her legs parted slightly she relaxed and slowly emptied her bladder. The feeling of relaxation was so complete that she was soon asleep again. Jayne lived alone in her attic bedsit and had peed in the bed ever since she could remember.
She was awoken again by the alarm and this time the warmth pooled around her meant that it was time to get up and face the day. She sat up leaning on her elbows and saw the damp patch on the duvet where it had dipped between her legs, her bladder was empty now and it was time to get out of bed. She slid out of bed, stood up and stretched. As she reached up to the ceiling the hem of her nightdress gave up its last few drips onto the carpet. She slipped the nightdress off her shoulders and onto the floor, stepped out, and hung it over the foot of the bed to dry. She walked naked over to the wash basin, splashed some cold water on her face to help her wake up and drank three pint glasses of water. Still following her usual morning routine Jayne went over to the wardrobe to select her working atire for the day. Today she chose a tight white jumper with a high neck, a long and narrow black skirt down to her ankles and a pair of open toe shoes with four inch heels. She stepped into the skirt, pulled it up and fastened it around her waist and pulled the jumper over her head. She went over and sat on the bed to put on her shoes, first the left one then, pausing slightly to pee through her skirt into the bed, she put on the right shoe. Now that her bladder had been flushed out of the concentrated 'overnight' pee she would not need to return to the bed to pee.
Now it was time for breakfast, a bowl of dry 'Special K' washed down with a further three pints of water all completely in accordance with the very popular water diet. Jayne liked the water diet because as well as being a very healthy way to eat it made the urine very dilute so that now she could pee anywhere throughout the day without leaving any odour or stain. She had often been sleepy and lain on the setee late at night and forgetting that she wasn't in bed just let go, now that wasn't a problem.
As she started to drink the second glass she released her bladder again allowing the pee to soak through her skirt in to the chair. The thin cushion was not able to absorb much before letting the excess cascade over the back of the seat, making a puddle on the carpet which gradually soaked away. With breakfast finished, Jayne took her empty crockery over to the sink and rinsed it out before filling another glass and drinking it straight down. She walked over to the mirror leaving a trail of drips from the back of her skirt as she went. She stood with her legs slightly apart while she brushed her hair and then as she checked her appearance in the mirror she again released her bladder - this time making the front of her skirt as wet as the back and leaving a quite considerable puddle on the carpet.
Jayne waited a few seconds for the dripping to subside and made her way out of the front door onto the landing and down the four flights of stairs with her black skirt hiding the wet completely. At the bottom she met her landlady bringing in her milk from the doorstep who chatted with her for a few minutes before going back inside. This wouldn't normaly be a problem but Jayne liked to be first at the bus stop.
Ten minutes later Jaynes skirt had dried in the warm breeze and she had reached the bus stop. Jayne was disappointed to find that Sharron - about the same age as Jayne, shorter, slightly more 'round' wearing 'sensible' shoes, a green pleated skirt and a yellow blouse - was already there. Jayne did not know Sharron very well and certainly not well enough to share the details of her uninhibited peeing.
Her bladder was full again and Jayne took her usual position in these situations, a little way behind Sharron with her legs tight together where there is a dip in the pavement that allows any puddles to drain discretely away into the street drain. After carefully checking that she wasn't being observed Jayne started to pee, slowly letting small rivulets run down her legs and over her shoes. This is normaly quite silent but today Jayne stopped soon after starting when she heard the very familiar sound of pee splashing onto the pavement. She didn't normally lose control and now that the splashing sound continued she looked around for the source. She didn't have to look far with the rapidly expanding puddle between Sharrons feet making everything clear.
When Sharron had finished peeing she squeezed her thighs together making a few drips run down her legs, turned around and said "Good morning Jayne".
Jayne replied "Hello Sharron, that was a bit of a suprise, I didn't know that you're a panty wetter". "Only in private normally" said Sharron "I've always wanted to do it but never had the courage until I realised that you did it every day, the ordinary passer by wouldn't notice but I did. Ever since I first realized what you were doing my knickers have been almost permanantly damp, it's a real turn-on. I thought that today I would suprise you". "You certainly did that alright and here's the bus" said Jayne. The bus pulled up and Jayne and sharron boarded, proceded upstairs and sat in adjacent seats - Sharron being careful to hitch up her skirt before sitting to prevent a damp patch forming on the back of her skirt.
Jayne was now in a bit of a predicament, her peeing had been interupted leaving her bladder full, there was no way that she would be able to hold on for thirty minutes and make it all the way to town without releasing the pressure. Jayne explained the situation to Sharron and Sharron thought for a bit then in a low voice said "You have two choices, You can get off the bus, pee, and wait for the next one or have an 'accident'". "I can't wait for the next bus, I'll be late, and exhibitionism is not my scene at this time of the morning" said Jayne. With that a thought crossed Jaynes mind, the seat was quite deep and would surely soak up most, if not all, that was straining her bladder. She wouldn't normally pee where someome else might sit but this was an emergency. After all there was a time when she wouldn't have given it a second thought so before she could change her mind she opened her legs slightly to make a pool and released her bladder, fighting hard to control the pressure which was likely to cause a complete flood if she wasn't careful.
Sharron was immediatly alerted to the familiar hissing sound and turned to Jayne and smiled. Sharron looked down at her own lap and made sure that Jayne heard the hissing sound as she warmed up her knickers - several times throughout the journey.
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She was awoken again by the alarm and this time the warmth pooled around her meant that it was time to get up and face the day. She sat up leaning on her elbows and saw the damp patch on the duvet where it had dipped between her legs, her bladder was empty now and it was time to get out of bed. She slid out of bed, stood up and stretched. As she reached up to the ceiling the hem of her nightdress gave up its last few drips onto the carpet. She slipped the nightdress off her shoulders and onto the floor, stepped out, and hung it over the foot of the bed to dry. She walked naked over to the wash basin, splashed some cold water on her face to help her wake up and drank three pint glasses of water. Still following her usual morning routine Jayne went over to the wardrobe to select her working atire for the day. Today she chose a tight white jumper with a high neck, a long and narrow black skirt down to her ankles and a pair of open toe shoes with four inch heels. She stepped into the skirt, pulled it up and fastened it around her waist and pulled the jumper over her head. She went over and sat on the bed to put on her shoes, first the left one then, pausing slightly to pee through her skirt into the bed, she put on the right shoe. Now that her bladder had been flushed out of the concentrated 'overnight' pee she would not need to return to the bed to pee.
Now it was time for breakfast, a bowl of dry 'Special K' washed down with a further three pints of water all completely in accordance with the very popular water diet. Jayne liked the water diet because as well as being a very healthy way to eat it made the urine very dilute so that now she could pee anywhere throughout the day without leaving any odour or stain. She had often been sleepy and lain on the setee late at night and forgetting that she wasn't in bed just let go, now that wasn't a problem.
As she started to drink the second glass she released her bladder again allowing the pee to soak through her skirt in to the chair. The thin cushion was not able to absorb much before letting the excess cascade over the back of the seat, making a puddle on the carpet which gradually soaked away. With breakfast finished, Jayne took her empty crockery over to the sink and rinsed it out before filling another glass and drinking it straight down. She walked over to the mirror leaving a trail of drips from the back of her skirt as she went. She stood with her legs slightly apart while she brushed her hair and then as she checked her appearance in the mirror she again released her bladder - this time making the front of her skirt as wet as the back and leaving a quite considerable puddle on the carpet.
Jayne waited a few seconds for the dripping to subside and made her way out of the front door onto the landing and down the four flights of stairs with her black skirt hiding the wet completely. At the bottom she met her landlady bringing in her milk from the doorstep who chatted with her for a few minutes before going back inside. This wouldn't normaly be a problem but Jayne liked to be first at the bus stop.
Ten minutes later Jaynes skirt had dried in the warm breeze and she had reached the bus stop. Jayne was disappointed to find that Sharron - about the same age as Jayne, shorter, slightly more 'round' wearing 'sensible' shoes, a green pleated skirt and a yellow blouse - was already there. Jayne did not know Sharron very well and certainly not well enough to share the details of her uninhibited peeing.
Her bladder was full again and Jayne took her usual position in these situations, a little way behind Sharron with her legs tight together where there is a dip in the pavement that allows any puddles to drain discretely away into the street drain. After carefully checking that she wasn't being observed Jayne started to pee, slowly letting small rivulets run down her legs and over her shoes. This is normaly quite silent but today Jayne stopped soon after starting when she heard the very familiar sound of pee splashing onto the pavement. She didn't normally lose control and now that the splashing sound continued she looked around for the source. She didn't have to look far with the rapidly expanding puddle between Sharrons feet making everything clear.
When Sharron had finished peeing she squeezed her thighs together making a few drips run down her legs, turned around and said "Good morning Jayne".
Jayne replied "Hello Sharron, that was a bit of a suprise, I didn't know that you're a panty wetter". "Only in private normally" said Sharron "I've always wanted to do it but never had the courage until I realised that you did it every day, the ordinary passer by wouldn't notice but I did. Ever since I first realized what you were doing my knickers have been almost permanantly damp, it's a real turn-on. I thought that today I would suprise you". "You certainly did that alright and here's the bus" said Jayne. The bus pulled up and Jayne and sharron boarded, proceded upstairs and sat in adjacent seats - Sharron being careful to hitch up her skirt before sitting to prevent a damp patch forming on the back of her skirt.
Jayne was now in a bit of a predicament, her peeing had been interupted leaving her bladder full, there was no way that she would be able to hold on for thirty minutes and make it all the way to town without releasing the pressure. Jayne explained the situation to Sharron and Sharron thought for a bit then in a low voice said "You have two choices, You can get off the bus, pee, and wait for the next one or have an 'accident'". "I can't wait for the next bus, I'll be late, and exhibitionism is not my scene at this time of the morning" said Jayne. With that a thought crossed Jaynes mind, the seat was quite deep and would surely soak up most, if not all, that was straining her bladder. She wouldn't normally pee where someome else might sit but this was an emergency. After all there was a time when she wouldn't have given it a second thought so before she could change her mind she opened her legs slightly to make a pool and released her bladder, fighting hard to control the pressure which was likely to cause a complete flood if she wasn't careful.
Sharron was immediatly alerted to the familiar hissing sound and turned to Jayne and smiled. Sharron looked down at her own lap and made sure that Jayne heard the hissing sound as she warmed up her knickers - several times throughout the journey.
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