It’s a lovely day and I’m out having a walk in the beautiful English countryside. I’m wearing my white California vest top, a very tight pair of grey jeans, and on my cute little feet I have on some matching grey pumps. My walk is taking me through the woods, right alongside a busy main road. I’m feeling so happy and at one with nature, with the lush greenery all around me. Still, I can’t daydream too much, as cars are whizzing by all the time and I have to be careful as there isn’t a proper path. I’ve kept myself nice and hydrated, but now my bladder desperately needs emptying and there is...

It’s a lovely day and I’m out having a walk in the beautiful English countryside. I’m wearing my white California vest top, a very tight pair of grey jeans, and on my cute little feet I have on some matching grey pumps. My walk is taking me through the woods, right alongside a busy main road. I’m feeling so happy and at one with nature, with the lush greenery all around me. Still, I can’t daydream too much, as cars are whizzing by all the time and I have to be careful as there isn’t a proper path. I’ve kept myself nice and hydrated, but now my bladder desperately needs emptying and there isn’t anywhere with a bathroom for miles around. I don’t have a choice...despite being completely out in the open, I’m going to have to do a wetting right here by the road! I place the camera on the ground, get down on my knees, undo my jeans, and flash the turquoise coloured panties which I have on underneath. Then, still on my knees, I spin around so that my pert bum is facing the camera, and after a quick glance along the road to check if the coast is clear, I let the floodgates open! Huge wet stains immediately appear around the inside of my thighs, and as I continue to empty my bladder, they grow in size, and spread to my bum, and the backs of my legs. Although there jeans are soaking up a lot of the release, there is still plenty that is coming through the material and cascading down onto the road, forming a puddle by my feet. The light grey colour of the jeans really shows up the stains, and anyone passing is bound to notice them straight away, but this is feeling so good and satisfying that I really don’t care. When I’m finally finished, I stand up and strike some poses, showing off my drenched clothing, and as a car zooms by, I realise how close I was to getting caught! These jeans are really clammy now, and are sticking to my skin, and I dare say they will really begin to rub me when I carry on walking. Not that I’m complaining ;)