Chapter 4: Invited to dinner

It was a few days into the new year when Tanya arrived home to find a letter on her doormat from number ten. It was an invitation to dinner with the Prime Minister, his wife and a few other guests for her and a companion.

Tanya had not seen Mike again and after her and Natalie having so much fun with the prime minister it seemed only natural that she should take Natalie. It surely would not be a problem even if the PM thought that they were lesbians.

When the evening came Simmonds was more than happy to put in a bit of overtime and run the two women from Natalie’s to Downing Street although he was a bit miffed that Natalie was getting favourable treatment. Why had Tanya not taken him if she needed a companion? Tanya and Natalie had not wasted the day that they had spent together. Natalie had made appointments and taken Tanya round all of the designer studios in Knightsbridge to get her a stunning outfit.

For their shopping trip Natalie had on nothing more than a tiny white dress and a pair of high heels while Tanya wore a long black skirt, black top and open black jacket accessorised with a big necklace, dark glasses and a head scarf. Natalie laughed when she saw Tanya’s outfit thinking how different she would look later on when they had finished shopping.

As they walked around Knightsbridge Tanya discretely peed down her legs when she felt the need, hidden under her long skirt and her nondescript disguise, but Natalie peed small spurts down her legs in full view of anyone who might see fully aware that no one would be looking hard enough for long enough to notice the shiny streaks on her inner thighs.

By the middle of the afternoon Tanya had found something she liked that also met with Natalie’s approval, a long – to just above the floor – grey gown overlaid with net, but with a stunning red sequined bodice and an open back right down far enough to show her bum cleavage.

Tanya undressed to just her shoes but it was not until she removed her dark glasses that the assistant suddenly recognised Tanya. She was only young and quite shocked to see it was Tanya standing naked in her shop.

Natalie and the assistant helped Tanya put the dress on and liked what they saw in the mirror. As Tanya moved around the shop, making the most of wearing the dress before she had to take it off, Natalie asked. “Have you made yourself comfortable yet?”

Natalie, out of the view of the assistant reinforced her hint by glancing down and letting a very noticeable strong trickle of pee out which ran down both her legs and darkened the carpet.

Tanya realised straight away as soon as she saw the inside of Natalie’s thighs glisten. Tanya smiled and let her own trickle of pee run down her legs. She stood peeing for fifteen seconds enjoying the warmth as her pee trickled over her feet and soaked unnoticed into the carpet under her dress.

When she had finished peeing Tanya gave a couple of twirls and said. “We’ll take it.”

The assistant disappeared to complete the sale while Natalie helped Tanya change back into her incognito shopping outfit.

After a few visits to jewellery shops where nothing was inspiring and only a few things were tried on, Tanya and Natalie headed to the restaurant Natalie had booked.

They started off with cocktails standing at the bar, but after a few minutes Natalie slid on to a bar stool.

Natalie spoke. “I don’t know why I came here, all those men over there staring at us.” Natalie gestured to a long table full of businessmen.

Tanya replied. “I think they saw up your skirt when you bent down to put the shopping bags down, what did you expect, anyway since when did you not like attention from men?”

“Since I wanted to pee. I wouldn’t have worried but they are all a bit creepy. It is so much nicer when it runs down my legs.” Said Natalie carefully positioning herself on the stool, making sure her skirt was hanging over the back.

“I know.” Said Tanya smiling as she let a wave of pee run down her own legs under her skirt to soak into the carpet.

“That’s better.” Said Natalie.

Natalie was now perched on the barstool with her legs neatly crossed and peeing. Tanya could just see the trickles of pee running down the legs of Natalie’s barstool where Natalie was peeing gently.

Half a minute later Natalie Finished peeing. “That’s better. Just needed room for another cocktail.” Natalie said.

Natalie smiled and turned towards the barman who quickly made up another couple of cocktails for the two women.

It was not long before the waiter collected them from the bar and they were seated.

As Natalie scrutinised the menu she nestled in to the nicely upholstered chair, bending forward so that the skirt of her white dress rode up a little at the back and tucking her feet underneath the chair. “Much more comfortable, now we can go properly.” Said Natalie.

Tanya looked up from her menu. “What do you mean by ‘we’. You’re not wearing a long skirt.” Natalie replied without shifting her gaze from the menu. “You are wearing a black skirt Tanya, just do it you’ll be fine.

Natalie began to pee. Slowly at first she felt her pee pool in the chair, warming her bottom. She peed harder and relaxed completely as she felt her pee begin to run off the front of her chair on to the back of her legs. Still gazing at the menu she peed, enjoying he warmth tickling her clitoris, caressing her bottom, warming her legs and trickling over her feet until her flow waned and she was empty. As the last drops of pee dripped on to the back of her legs Natalie sighed. “Ah. So nice and comfortable and warm and relaxing. Just what we need after all that shopping.”