One Easter, I was shopping for Easter eggs with an attractive lady friend of mine, Sara. On that day, she was wearing a black t-shirt, tight-fitting white jeans and dark blue Nike pumps. I admitted to Sara that when I saw her, she looked georgeous. She thanked me for the complement… if only she didn’t have a boyfriend!
We went down to the local shopping centre and headed straight for the store which had a large display of Easter eggs than anywhere else. We were choosing them for our nephews and nieces. While we were searching, I noticed that Sara was getting slightly agitated, and was gritting her teeth. I ignored it for a while and kept on searching.
We were in the store for half an hour, still undecided over which eggs to choose, once again I saw Sara behaving strangely. She began fidgeting and pacing on the spot, then she grabbed her crotch discreetly. That alone made my penis stiff. I couldn’t believe this lovely, sexy woman needed to use the toilet. I simply could not concentrate on what I was doing because I was paying too much attention to Sara and her plight.
She was walking down the Easter egg aisles in short, slow steps. I think she may be on the verge of losing it. Suddenly, she rushed out of the store, one hand inbetween her legs. I shouted to her, but she didn’t hear me. She needed to find the toilets to relieve herself or else she would wet herself. I tried to chase Sara, but got lost through the pre-holiday crowds. However, I remembered where the toilets were.
That was where I found Sara, who had begun to sob a little. I looked on the toilet door. There was the Out Of Order notice, and then I saw urine flow down the inner thighs of her white jeans. I stared at the wet patch for only moments, but it seemed like ages. I put a sympathetic arm around her and told her not to worry about anything. We soon laughed the whole thing off.
When I got home, I couldn’t resist taking my penis out from my trousers began masturbating furiously until I came…. the best end to an exciting day.