Another update in the Sarah’s Secret Diary archive.
One evening last week, I went to the local fireworks display with my boyfriend, John. It was based at the local park, and there were a lot of people, using sparklers and watching the fireworks go up.
Food and hot drinks were served to guests and, as it was bitterly cold, I took a couple of mugs of tea and drank them. That was my worst mistake… I already needed to go to the toilet before leaving home, and the cold, combined with the hot tea I drank was making the situation worse… and the main display hadn’t even started yet!
I was beginning to fidget a bit, then hopping slightly on one foot and was blowing hot air into my hands in a bid to keep warm. John was talking to one of his building friends who had come to the display, which meant that I was on my own for a while. I left the pair to look for a place to pee.
However, as the park was well lit, I couldn’t find a discreet place to go. The public announcement was made that the display was due to start in five minutes, which made matters worse as I wanted to release my pee so quickly and didn’t want to miss it. I rejoined John and his friend to watch the display. We watched as the fireworks went up in various colours, lighting up the sky. For a while I briefly forgot my need to pee.
The display had gone on for longer than expected, during at that point, the need to pee had come back, and at that point, I knew I was going to lose it if I don’t find somewhere to go within the next few minutes or so.
I was frantically looking for a place to go, then I looked at this little shed at one end of the park, decided to rush towards it and went behind it. The main problem now was trying to pull all the layers of trousers down, and found it difficult to unbutton them without gloves on.
Suddenly, I felt a little pee spurt into my knickers, and started to panic. I tried to continue pulling down my trousers, but it was too late… the pee had started to saok my knickers and wet my inner thighs. I was wetting myself, big time… and I was worried that John will react badly to my accident, as I remember the row that we had in New York.
I saw the steam coming out of my trousers and it felt nice and warm, but as soon as it turned cold, my legs started to freeze. I looked down at my trousers, and the wetness thankfully didn’t show a lot because of the extra layers I had on.
I returned to John, who asked me where I was. I told him I had an urgent engagement… if you know what I mean!