I’m out having a walk in a country village. I’m wearing an orange graphic t-shirt, a very short denim skirt, some sexy mauve panties, and on my cute little feet I have on my trusty grey pumps. It’s been a lovely day, but now it’s time to head back home, and luckily I’ve found the local bus stop. It’s an old brick shelter of the type that you find in rural areas, shaded and with a bench inside. I don’t know how long I’m going to have to wait, but I am certain that I’m desperate to empty my bursting bladder and there is no way I’m going to make it back to my apartment. A very naughty idea sud...

I’m out having a walk in a country village. I’m wearing an orange graphic t-shirt, a very short denim skirt, some sexy mauve panties, and on my cute little feet I have on my trusty grey pumps. It’s been a lovely day, but now it’s time to head back home, and luckily I’ve found the local bus stop. It’s an old brick shelter of the type that you find in rural areas, shaded and with a bench inside. I don’t know how long I’m going to have to wait, but I am certain that I’m desperate to empty my bursting bladder and there is no way I’m going to make it back to my apartment. A very naughty idea suddenly occurs to me. Why not get two birds with one stone and pass the time with a very risky wetting? ;) I climb onto the bench, and whilst in a squatting position, I hitch up my dress. I can hear the traffic passing right by the bus shelter, and I’ve know idea if anybody can see me, but I’m dying to go and I really don’t care. I open the floodgates, and a lovely stream spurts out through my panties, soaking them through in seconds. The release feels wonderful, and I get even more excited when I see that I’m making a puddle on the seat too! When I’m finished, I sit down in the damp, getting my skirt as wet as my panties, and loving the squelching sound my bum makes as I shift my position. I even lift up my feet and dip my pumps in to ensure that no part of me remains dry. I then go and stand by the side of the road to have another look for the bus. No sign of it, and I’m very conspicuous now that I’m in soaking clothes. Perhaps the passing drivers are wondering why my skirt is so wet on such a sunny day ;)