I’m in my bedroom, about to give myself a lovely pedicure. I’m wearing a red dress which shows off my shapely legs, and in preparation for the enjoyable task at hand, my cute little feet are bare. I’m sat on the hard wooden floor, and with a nail file in my hand, I slowly go to work on each toe nail, smoothing them off so that they are neat and pretty. I love feet, and really relish touching my own, so I’m in no rush whatsoever :) I had quite a few cups of tea before starting, and all of a sudden my bladder starts telling me in no uncertain terms that it really needs to be emptied. But I’m ...

I’m in my bedroom, about to give myself a lovely pedicure. I’m wearing a red dress which shows off my shapely legs, and in preparation for the enjoyable task at hand, my cute little feet are bare. I’m sat on the hard wooden floor, and with a nail file in my hand, I slowly go to work on each toe nail, smoothing them off so that they are neat and pretty. I love feet, and really relish touching my own, so I’m in no rush whatsoever :) I had quite a few cups of tea before starting, and all of a sudden my bladder starts telling me in no uncertain terms that it really needs to be emptied. But I’m halfway through my pedicure, and I don’t want to stop what I’m doing and break off to go to the bathroom. So I naughtily decide to just let nature take it’s course whilst I’m sitting right there on my bedroom floor! A warm steady jet immediately oozes out of me, creating a large puddle within seconds. As my release continues and my bladder tingles with pleasure, the puddle grows and expands, so that it’s almost touching my feet! The bottom of the dress is absolutely saturated, but I never for a moment stop what I’m doing! I keep on working with the nail file, and there is no doubt in my mind that sitting in a warm soggy puddle of my own making is making my foot TLC session even more pleasurable! When my release finally stops, I shift my position and spread my legs, giving a very cheeky view up my red dress. The soaking wet pink panties that I have on are clearly visible, and it’s obvious that they have taken the brunt of the action, if you know what I mean? ;) When my feet are finally finished, I admire my work and wiggle my toes, before sliding them around in the still warm puddle. The wood is ever so slippery now, and my wet dress is clinging to the tops of my legs as I move them. As for my newly manicured feet...well, you could say that I have finished by moisturising them ;)