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paulypeeps) wrote2010-03-18 12:08 pm
paulypeeps) wrote2010-03-18 12:08 pm
Seminars at the seaside
While clubbing is something I do quite a bit, attending seminars is something I do less often - so I thought I might tell you about my day out.
The seminars were being held at the seaside so I drove there. I needed to pee by the time I got there so I did my first pee sitting in the car, perched on the edge of the seat with my legs out of the door. I was wearing my skirt suit with the usual heels and fishnet stockings, and just got my legs and feet a little wet with pee. My skirt stayed mostly dry. It was not until I had started peeing that I realised quite how busy the road was where I had parked. I think that my heels and stockings were drawing a bit more attention than I had expected but I think that they were distracting everyone from my peeing.
I got to the seminar location and was first there. I sat down in the waiting area while waiting for the other delegates to arrive and got to sit down by a table. I managed to squeeze out a little bit more wee before anyone else arrived.
The seminar was reasonably uneventful. We were all sat around in a circle so it was very hard to pee during the seminar. After chatting for a bit with a guy who suggested another seminar that I might like to attend I was the last to leave. I stood and did a little wee on the carpet while I buttoned up my coat. I had not been drinking so did not do much.
I walked out into the cold and walked to the next seminar. There was still snow on the ground and although my heels are ideal for what I do, they were not too steady on the slippery ground.
The cold had had an effect and by the time I got to the second seminar I wanted to pee again. While I was waiting for the seminar to start I stood and peed gently while I looked at my delegate notes. All my pee soaked nicely into the carpet, some of it ran down my legs and some went on the front of my skirt because I noticed that when I got into the seminar I could feel a damp patch on the front of my skirt. There was nothing to see though.
The seminar went on quite a bit and although I had (unusually) not had anything to drink for a while I soon felt the need to pee again. Unfortunately we were all sitting around and I was quite near the front so again I could not pee easily. I was not too worried about having to wait though.
After the seminar finished I went out into the sun. There was still snow on the ground so I went to the sea front to enjoy it. There are few things as nice as walking along the promenade in the sun, with snow on the beach, letting loose and feeling my hot pee soaking my legs and feet as the wind blew my skirt, getting it completely soaked. A lovely end to the day before I walked back to my car and went home.
It does feel nice wearing my smart suit, knowing that my skirt is soaking wet with pee and no one knows.
PP
The seminars were being held at the seaside so I drove there. I needed to pee by the time I got there so I did my first pee sitting in the car, perched on the edge of the seat with my legs out of the door. I was wearing my skirt suit with the usual heels and fishnet stockings, and just got my legs and feet a little wet with pee. My skirt stayed mostly dry. It was not until I had started peeing that I realised quite how busy the road was where I had parked. I think that my heels and stockings were drawing a bit more attention than I had expected but I think that they were distracting everyone from my peeing.
I got to the seminar location and was first there. I sat down in the waiting area while waiting for the other delegates to arrive and got to sit down by a table. I managed to squeeze out a little bit more wee before anyone else arrived.
The seminar was reasonably uneventful. We were all sat around in a circle so it was very hard to pee during the seminar. After chatting for a bit with a guy who suggested another seminar that I might like to attend I was the last to leave. I stood and did a little wee on the carpet while I buttoned up my coat. I had not been drinking so did not do much.
I walked out into the cold and walked to the next seminar. There was still snow on the ground and although my heels are ideal for what I do, they were not too steady on the slippery ground.
The cold had had an effect and by the time I got to the second seminar I wanted to pee again. While I was waiting for the seminar to start I stood and peed gently while I looked at my delegate notes. All my pee soaked nicely into the carpet, some of it ran down my legs and some went on the front of my skirt because I noticed that when I got into the seminar I could feel a damp patch on the front of my skirt. There was nothing to see though.
The seminar went on quite a bit and although I had (unusually) not had anything to drink for a while I soon felt the need to pee again. Unfortunately we were all sitting around and I was quite near the front so again I could not pee easily. I was not too worried about having to wait though.
After the seminar finished I went out into the sun. There was still snow on the ground so I went to the sea front to enjoy it. There are few things as nice as walking along the promenade in the sun, with snow on the beach, letting loose and feeling my hot pee soaking my legs and feet as the wind blew my skirt, getting it completely soaked. A lovely end to the day before I walked back to my car and went home.
It does feel nice wearing my smart suit, knowing that my skirt is soaking wet with pee and no one knows.
PP