I’m out and about having a walk in the suburbs. I’m wearing a pink jumper, a sexy black leather jacket, a very tight pair of pink jeans and my cute white pumps. The weather is dry, and I’m enjoying stretching my legs. I come to a lake behind some houses, and pause a moment to catch my breath. My bladder is full to the brim, and feels like it is ready to burst, and as I stand looking at the water, I realise that this would be the perfect spot for me to get my jeans nice and wet if you know what I mean ;-) I squat down and let the floodgates open, the nice warm wetting creates a cheeky damp p...

I’m out and about having a walk in the suburbs. I’m wearing a pink jumper, a sexy black leather jacket, a very tight pair of pink jeans and my cute white pumps. The weather is dry, and I’m enjoying stretching my legs. I come to a lake behind some houses, and pause a moment to catch my breath. My bladder is full to the brim, and feels like it is ready to burst, and as I stand looking at the water, I realise that this would be the perfect spot for me to get my jeans nice and wet if you know what I mean ;-) I squat down and let the floodgates open, the nice warm wetting creates a cheeky damp patch that covers my bum, runs down my legs and pools on the floor. I stand up to admire my handiwork before continuing on my walk, the warm soggy fabric clinging to my skin. It’s a dry day outside, so anyone who happens to spot me might well wonder why I’m in wet clothes ;)