I have wanted to see "Star trek" at the cinema for a while now, but it has been on and so I had to go and see it before it disappeared from the cinema.
I managed to book a ticket for the last showing so that I had time to get ready. Although I was going on my own and the cinema is dark I like to look my best when I go out.
I wore my black suit which has a knee length sexy skirt with four splits over a white top with fishnet stockings - and obligatory 5" heels.
I had plenty to drink before I went to the cinema. It was so hot, I did not want to get dehydrated.
I usually like to pee down my legs before I go into the cinema, but my best shoes were in the shoemender's so I had court shoes on - not very conducive to peeing down my legs! Instead as I swivelled my legs out of the car I perched on the edge of the seat with my legs outstreched and peed so that my pee run off the back of my legs before reaching my shoes. Nearly as nice as peeing down my legs.
I was not desperate even though I had drunk two litres in the last hour. I hardly needed to pee at all.
In the cinema I bought a large cola that I took in to the auditorium with me. I went in when the film was due to start and found a nice seat away from everyone else. There were only four others in the auditorium. I settled down and started on my sweets and cola.
As the adverts played (for twenty minutes!) a few more people came in. Eventually although there were only about twenty people in the auditorium - they were in the row in front, the row behind and one seat away in the same row. I do prefer to be on my own because I don't like to be disturbed by noises.
Eventually the film started. Pretty much straight away I started to feel that my bladder was filling. It must have been the cool air and iced drink. Immediately I realised that I would not be able to last until the end of the film.
Accepting the inevitable that I would end up wetting myself if I did not go to the toilet now - I let a short spurt of pee out. It would have been impolite to expect people to have to move out of the way for me to get out and go to the toilet when the film was just starting.
My pee soaked through the back of my skirt and I felt it soak under me. I knew it was wetting the seat nicely as I felt it soak in. It is always best after an initial spurt to wait a while for it to soak in, so I waited before doing a bit more.
A few minutes later I let out a nice big spurt before I let out a few more spurts at regular intervals and felt the warmth warm up the seat.
Eventually during a loud bit bit of the film I relaxed and just let my pee flow. The seat took it all nicely.
For the rest of the film I just sat and peed whenever I wanted. Eventually I finished off my drink.
As the film started to come to it's conclusion I made a concious effort to finish wetting myself and squeezed out the last of my pee. My skirt then started to cool a little.
At the end I waited for all the others to leave and left behind them so that no-one would brush against my still wet skirt. I could feel a few drops dripping from the back of the hem onto the back of my legs as I walked and I could feel that my jacket and white top had soaked up some pee from my skirt as well.
I left the cinema and returned to the car. I stood and peed into the front of my skirt before I got in to the car so that I could enjoy my wet skirt on the top of my legs while I drove.
Since I was already out and it was not too late I went on to the pub. I changed my white top (which by now had a tidemark!) and jacket for a black top but kept the same (still nicely wet) skirt and stockings on. My shoes were fortunately still dry.
I got a drink, sat down in the pub on a low chair and a couple sat down and chatted with me. I felt the need to pee again so I perched on the edge of the seat, just sat, and peed on the carpet while chatting.
The guy managed to knock his drink into my lap. He was too pissed to appologise. I picked up his nearly empty glass from my lap and handed it back to him. After that I just peed into the front of my skirt instead of peeing directly onto the carpet while we chatted.
After a couple of drinks in the pub they announced that the next door club was open. I went to the club. My skirt was still soaking wet and my black top had soaked some pee up from my skirt - but unlike the white top it did not show.
It was dark in the club so I just peed pretty much as and when I wanted. I peed into the front of my skirt standing at the bar and while sitting, letting my pee soak down between my thighs and through the back of my skirt. I did not bother perching on the edge of the seat in the club.
I could not pee while dancing like I usually do because it would have gone in my shoes (like it usually does) but I was able to pee enough that I did not get desperate.
All in all quite a fun evening.