I’m back in the office today, hard at work. I’m wearing a black and white striped top, a tight fitting black skirt, on my shapely legs I have on a pair of black stockings, and on my cute little feet are some lovely black high heels. In this current spell of hot weather we’re having, it’s important to keep yourself hydrated, which means regular trips to the bathroom. But to my dismay, I find that the bathroom door is locked when I get there, and I badly need to relieve myself. I frantically pull at the door handle, trying to get it open, when it suddenly dawns on me that my boss might have d...

I’m back in the office today, hard at work. I’m wearing a black and white striped top, a tight fitting black skirt, on my shapely legs I have on a pair of black stockings, and on my cute little feet are some lovely black high heels. In this current spell of hot weather we’re having, it’s important to keep yourself hydrated, which means regular trips to the bathroom. But to my dismay, I find that the bathroom door is locked when I get there, and I badly need to relieve myself. I frantically pull at the door handle, trying to get it open, when it suddenly dawns on me that my boss might have done this on purpose! The pressure on my bladder increases to breaking point, until at last it’s just too much for me to take, and the inevitable happens...my bladder opens whilst I’m still locked outside the bathroom! A warm stream bursts out through the yellow panties I have on, which are just visible below the hemline of the skirt, and my liquid rains down to the office floor! I feel a deep sense of humiliation at wetting myself in the office hallway like this, and dread to think what my colleagues are going to think. When I’m finally empty and am standing in a puddle of my own making, I urgently try to think about what I’m going to do, and how I’m going to explain myself. But it’s more than I can come up with. It looks like my boss has well and truly humiliated me once again.