Another wet update in the Sarah’s Secret Diary archives…
I’m currently doing a night course at college, in which I need to pass on my particular subjects in order to leave my present job.
The workplace is not the same without Isla. She was the only reason why I went to work recently, in which she sometimes get herself deliberately desperate to go to the toilet while sitting at her desk, with her constant leg crossing and fidgeting, or at the photocopier, when it covers her crotch grabbing.
I dream about her at times during a lesson. The teacher often has to put his hand on my shoulder to either wake me up or order me to return to the real world.
I would like to see another woman in college just get desperate or wet herself in public, but I thought that would never happen until this particular night.
I was sitting down quietly listening to the lecture when a few yards away from me, I saw a nice dark-haired woman, whose locks flowed down to the bottom of her back. She at that point had both hands inbetween her legs and was fidgeting a lot. I continued to focus my attention on her, and was mesmerised by her actions.
She was rocking slightly and moaned constantly. She didn’t make any attempt to ask to leave the room, as this was possible during lessons (this isn’t school, you know), but somehow, she just sat there, in her desperate state, thinking that there was no way out, and would rather wait than be excused.
As the woman got more desperate, I was getting more excited, and was waiting for the moment that, after she had been holding on for so long, she would wet herself bigtime.
At around 8.30pm, the lesson had finished, having started at 6.30pm, the rest of the students were already making their way from the classroom. When the dark-haired woman got up from her chair, I saw a nearly huge wet patch on the seat of the dark blue jeans she was wearing. I nearly cam there and then. She quickly got her things and rushed out of the classroom. I do so just as quickly in order to follow her. She went to the nearest toilets at the far end of the hallway. I discreetly followed her in.
I saw a closed cubicle door… that must have been the woman in there. I found an empty one and locked myself in. Moments later, I heard a cubicle door open slightly. I unlocked my cubicle door and opened it ajar. With one eye, I saw the woman getting some paper towels and wiping herself with her jeans on. Then she left through the toilet door.
I got so hot after that, as soon as I got to my bathroom at home, I stripped my clothes off, leaving just my white knickers on, and started to masturbate over the woman. When I came, I climbed into the bath and peed through my knickers. They were drenched and my legs had pee trickling down them.
I sat in the bath for a few moments savouring the wet knickers and thinking about the dark-haired woman.