I’m working as a hotel maid and I’m making up the bedroom. I’m wearing a sexy maid’s outfit, and on my shapely legs I have on black stockings and suspenders. I straighten up the bed and make things neat and tidy, but then I can’t resist climbing onto the bed to rest my feet. I sip from a cup of tea, which tops up my already full bladder, and then I lie down and close my eyes. My bladder must be much fuller than I thought, because all of a sudden it opens and a liquid jet gushes out onto the fresh bedcovers! When I open my eyes, I’m horrified to discover what I’ve done, and have no idea what...

I’m working as a hotel maid and I’m making up the bedroom. I’m wearing a sexy maid’s outfit, and on my shapely legs I have on black stockings and suspenders. I straighten up the bed and make things neat and tidy, but then I can’t resist climbing onto the bed to rest my feet. I sip from a cup of tea, which tops up my already full bladder, and then I lie down and close my eyes. My bladder must be much fuller than I thought, because all of a sudden it opens and a liquid jet gushes out onto the fresh bedcovers! When I open my eyes, I’m horrified to discover what I’ve done, and have no idea what I’m going to do. I’m supposed to be making the bed, not drenching it! It’s true that my bladder feels wonderfully satisfied, but I really can’t afford to lose my job. My bladder always seems to get me into trouble!