The Holiday
Copyright© 2023 by Paulypeeps
Part 2: A Day Out
It was a nice day so we went to the beach. Not for a swim or anything, just to walk along the sand and take in the sea air. Fortunately the beach was quite deserted or a lot of people would have had a nice view of my bare bottom every time the breeze blew my dress up. Darren definitely appreciated the view as he kept lagging behind me.
We got to the end of the bay and walked up the cliff path, and Darren was very pleased to see a pub. It was quite idyllic. I sat outside while Darren got our ciders.
It was so idyllic that we stayed for two pints of cider each, and then had pasties for lunch.
I was about half way through my pasty when my bladder suggested that it was time I visited the ladies. I guess that the cider was having some effect in making me have deliberations about whether I should visit the ladies at all.
I was thinking that it might be nice to do every pee this weekend in the B&B bed. Could I fabricate an excuse to go back to the room for something? It would not take long to just sit on the bed and pee before we head out again for the afternoon.
As much as I did enjoy peeing in the bed, and this weekend had proved to be rather fun in that department, I decided that I should not be a slave to wetting the bed. There was more to this weekend.
After all, I had already done one pee not in the bed when I peed in the kitchen at breakfast time.
I looked around. It was only us sitting outside. I could quite easily pee here without anyone noticing. My dress was short enough that I was risking getting splinters in my bare bottom from the rough wooden seat anyway.
I looked around again, and no one was in sight, so I tucked my feet under the chair and relaxed my bladder.
I really did need to pee. Straight away I heard my pee hissing out and I felt it pooling under me before it almost straight away started to trickle on to the back of my legs. I just relaxed and let it come.
It felt very luxurious sitting there in front of the pub just peeing like that, especially as my pee started to warm my ankles and feet. I was in a sort of trance, just holding my pasty in mid air while I peed.
Darren noticed that I had stopped eating. “You O.K. Doll?” He asked.
I was not expecting him to speak, the surprise made me almost shut off the flow, but I managed to overcome the shock and continue peeing.
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