Here’s another archived update in Sarah’s now-defunct blog.
I wanted to get a good Christmas gift for John, my boyfriend, but I didn’t know what to to buy. After I got showered and changed, I went to the kitchen to make a large mug of coffee to drink. As the weather forecast said it was going to bitterly cold, I made sure I put on my thickest coat and put my favourite blue scarf around my neck.
I felt fine when I set out on the pavement towards the main road and the bus stop. When I got to the stop, there were a lot of people queuing and waiting. I suddenly noticed this young woman. She was tall and slim with blonde hair, very attractive, and was wearing a white coat, but she was wearing a short denim skirt without having on any tights or leggings. She was fidgeting a little bit, but I didn’t think about it being unusual.
Twenty minutes later, we’re still waiting for the bus to arrive, and by now the woman, who was standing up, sat down on a bench and crossed her legs tightly. I was getting curious… did she need to go to the toilet? A couple of minutes later, the bus arrived, which was packed with passengers. As I tried to get on, I was paying attention to this young woman, who barged her way through the queue. When she got on the bus, she was looking for her pass. A few moments of endlessly looking through her pockets, then she realised that she had forgotten it. She looked through her pockets for some cash, but she didn’t have any, so she had to leave the bus, leaving the rest of the passengers to get on.
Suddenly as she was leaving the bus, I saw her discreetly holding herself. I bet she needed to go. Fortunately for me (!), I was unable to get on the bus, so I was forced to wait for another one. The woman sat back on the bench, put both her hands between her legs and crossed them. For several minutes, I was mesmerised by her constant fidgeting and rock on the bench, and almost felt myself getting wet, but not from wee.
Ten minutes later, another bus arrived, this time, I was able to get on with the woman, who was able to ride on the bus after telling the driver a stupid sob story about losing her pass. It was a half-an-hour’s ride to the shopping centre, in that time I saw an unrestricted view of the young woman fidgeting some more with her legs crossed. Again, I saw her discreetly hold herself, but only briefly as there were other passengers on the bus.
When we got to the shopping centre, I continued to look at the woman as she struggled to get off the bus. She now had a problem of trying to walk properly. I now had almost completely forgotten about getting John his present as I was getting preoccupied with this desperate woman. In following her, I knew I had to keep a discreet, but safe distance.
She finally found the ladies’ toilet, which were situated at the far end of the centre, but as she tried to open the door, she found a notice saying:
SORRY: TOILETS ARE CLOSED FOR REFURBISHMENT
She groaned, and reached under her short skirt to hold herself again, this time, she didn’t care who was watching her. Then I saw her stop fidgeting and look down to her legs. I didn’t see anything, but then looked at the puddle forming under her legs did now indicate that she was wetting herself. I also saw some of the wet streaks that flowed down her legs. I almost got so excited, I discreetly put my hand down my trousers and rubbed my pussy a little bit. After she finished, she shook her legs and gingerly walked away before she could be seen.
After a few moments, I decided to walk to the area where the woman had wet herself. I looked at the big wet puddle that she left behind… goodness, she must have drank a lot of fluid. I went home early after that, despite the fact that I had still forgotten to buy John his present.
Have a nice holiday!