The office party had been great. Sally and Greg had found a couch to fuck on. Soft leather. They must have screwed for an hour. Doggy style, split peach, 69, and half a dozen others. Then they fell asleep.
Sally woke up, disoriented. The room smelled of hot sweaty sex. Greg snored, curled up on one side of the couch. “Oh damn! Still at the office.” She got up, stretched and found her panties. Then her heels. Before she could get dressed any farther, she realized that she needed a bathroom. She opened the office door, and then started down the dark deserted hall.
“Gotta pee! Gotta pee! Gotta pee!” She ran down the hall, desperate for a bathroom. She pushed on the Women’s. Nothing. Locked. “Damn!” She turned and hit the Men’s. It was open. The stall was out of order. She looked at the urinals with panic.
Then she remembered her girlfriend’s party trick. She pulled down her panties, spread her legs and pulled up on her pussy lips as she arched forward. The stream of pee arched out and up. “Ah, sweet relief!”
As Sally pulled up her panties and turned to leave, she discovered that Greg was standing in the doorway.
“That was damn sexy.”
“I… um… had to go and the Women’s was locked.” She tried to act nonchalant.
“Ah. How about a kiss and then you show me how you did that.”
Gahh! Don’t have time for a better story! I’m off to the Big City and a work conference! Hope you enjoyed my wee story. Our lovely perverted host gave us this challenge:
Key Words – Relief
Word Limit – 239
Forbidden words – unbeknownst, twitterpated. scullery
Bonus words – 25 points if there is a crowd cheering outside the room
Extra Credit – have you, would could you, in a stall?
As for would I, could I? In a stall? NO. Trains, tents, woods, kitchens, but not bogs!