The other night I went out with some friends for drinks and dinner. Iāve been getting a bit risky lately, but this night was not planned. We sat in a booth and I was on the inside, and got a few drinks along with drinking water at the same time (trying to stay hydrated!)
We were there a few hours, and by the end, I was feeling it in my bladder. I kept thinking we were about to leave, so didnāt want to excuse myself, but another story started being told, etc. I was trying to pay attention, but really all I could think about was my aching bladder. Fuck - I had to go.
After what felt like forever, the check came. We got it, and as we were going to leave I was going to say I had to stop by the restroom (seriously - could not wait another second) when another girl we were with said that. At first I was relieved, I wouldnāt hold us up (Iām super self conscious about making people wait for me while I go to the bathroom)ā¦until we got to the bathroom and there was a line. And now, she and a couple other friends were in front of me.
Fuck. I could feel it, pressing against the edge, ready to burst out of me. Fuck. I had to stand in line and make small talk when all I wanted to do was dance, cross my legs, bend over, grab myself, the whole 9 yards. But I was too embarrassed to tell anyone how badly I had to go so I was determined to hold it. I crossed my legs slightly, trying to be discreet. The whole time I was wondering if anyone noticed. When people looked away, I tried to discreetly unbutton my jeans that were pressing on my bladder so hard, I thought it would help. I was a little tipsy though and just fumbling with it under my sweater, unable to open up.
It felt like everyone was taking forever. I felt a tiny dribble escape, luckily I was wearing dark jeans. When it was almost my turn, as I was the last one in line, I crossed my legs finally and bend over, shaking my butt as I tried to keep control. It took everything I had to breathe deep as the stall door opened, and walk in normally - only to get inside, slam the door, cross my legs as I unbuttoned and let it all rush out. It was so noisy that I wouldāve normally felt embarrassed to know that last girl was out there and could hear but I felt a chill up my spine having made it and feeling that relief. After I heard the door close I moaned quietly, feeling it still gush out of me.Ā
That was tooooo close a call. (But yes, as usual, rewriting this has me a littleā¦wet ;) )
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