Here’s the latest update in the Sarah’s Secret Diary archive.
I had a torrid time with work last week. The toilets were closed for repairs, which meant that if anybody needed to relieve themselves, there was the McDonald’s a few streets away.
But because everybody was so busy, they couldn’t obviously go, and as a result, have to hold their pee in all day. I often wondered what Isla would do if she was in that situation.
I came into work and sat at my desk as normal. I don’t often relieve myself at home in the mornings, so when I realised that the work toilets were closed, I started to worry a bit. I was wearing a black knee-length skirt and a beige woolen top and already I was bursting. I tucked my skirt inbetween my legs and tightened them. I then found it difficult to concentrate on my paperwork, and made so many mistakes, meaning that I had to write them all over again. Later, I began to fidget, and was just about to use the toilet at McDonald’s when the manager called my name.
“Sarah, could you come to my office, please?”
“Y-yes, sir,” I replied. Oh, no, just what I needed…. a session with the manager when I wanted to desperately go to the toilet. I went into his office and was told to sit at his desk.
“Don’t worry Sarah, this will not take long,” he said.
Suddenly, his phone rang. When he answered it, he started a long conversation about the business. Half an hour later, I was fidgeting so much that the manager had noticed and asked me waht was wrong. I lied to him, saying that I was alright… what a stupid thing to say! I thought to myself, here I was, waiting for him to get off the phone so he could talk to me. My legs were crossed so tightly, and was using all my willpower to prevent myself from wetting. He finally finished with the phone, only to say that he didn’t need me now, and apologised for this. What a relief! Now I can get to McDonald’s to use their toilet.. or so I thought.
I had a shock when I got there. A queue of around thirty schoolgirls were standing outside the toilet, which meant I had to wait, but I knew at that point that I couldn’t hold on any longer. I rushed back to the office when suddenly I felt a little pee seep into my knickers. I was now getting frantic and desperately tried to find somewhere more discreet in the building to pee.
I walked through a walkway which lead to some empty offices. I was now holding myself and was dribbling pee into my skirt and knickers. I knew that I wasn’t going to make it, so I went to lean against a wall in one of the offices, wrapped my skirt around my legs, and let go.
I let the pee soak my knickers and skirt, and saw the stream fall under me. I saw the steam coming through my skirt… I must have held it all this time without realising. I had a wonderful pee, but now I couldn’t get back to work and I didn’t have a change of clothing, so I spent the rest of the day in the empty office, savouring the last moments of my pee… and waiting for the others to leave.