This is a fictitious story- well, partly anyway. Needless to say, any resemblance to any location or people is purely coincidental...
Extracts from a Pee- Watcher's Diary
1. WATCHING ANNIE PEE
I first met Annie years ago when I was 18, and working on a local farm. She owned a riding school next to the farm, and was always popping in for something or another.
She was older than me-twice my age in fact-at 36. Married with children, she was a buxom lady with long straight blonde hair, and a refined upper-class accent. As the shy youth I was at the time, I rarely got into conversation with her but spent most of my time ogling her curves and trying to peek down her top. What happened on that fateful day though, started me off on quite a different form of voyeurism.
I arrived at work to find that the Water Company had shut off the supply to the farm for maintenance. We continued as normal for an hour or so until Annie appeared. She said she hadn't known about the water, but I explained that it would only be for a few hours. As she hadn't any water, she couldn't even boil a kettle, so I made her a coffee. I chatted awkwardly to her for a while until she said she ought to get back to tend the horses and help her stablehand- a girl called Tina.
I went back to what I was doing. At the time, I was working by the hedge that separated the farm from the stables, and after a while heard voices. Annie and Tina were painting the boards at the back of one of the buildings. Peering through the hedge, I watched Annie as she worked the brush. She was wearing old clothes for the job; an old pink tee shirt and tight faded blue jeans. I was getting quite carried away watching her big tits bounce slightly with the motion, and the movement of her big thighs and ass. I had just decided that I better get on with my work before the boss reappeared when I heard her call to Tina.
"I hope they get the water back on soon- I really need to go!"
This fired my curiosity. It had never occurred to me before then how exciting it could be to watch a woman becoming desperate to use the toilet, and I wondered how long she could hold out.
She kept painting, though after a couple of minutes I distinctly heard her gasp out: "God!."
I thought that if I were her, I'd just pee in the toilet anyhow, but maybe because of her refined background the idea of peeing without flushing was not the done thing! In any case, the toilet for the stables was on the far side of the field.
She turned slightly, and I saw the look of determination on her face as she struggled with it. The thought of her peeing in her jeans was really turning me on now, and I was getting hard.
She called Tina over to her, and I strained to hear what they were saying.
" I can't stand it any more...I'm going to go and wee in the hedge- can you keep a lookout?"
"Steve's around over there," Tina replied, indicating the farm, and my general direction
" He's working over the far side- he won't see. I've just
got
to go- I'm bursting!"
"OK." replied Tina dubiously, taking up watch on the open field in front of them- the opposite direction to me.
My heart really started pounding as she walked towards the hedge- and towards me. I very slowly started moving along the hedge, shadowing her path. As luck would have it, at the spot she chose, the ground level on my side of the hedge sloped down, and I was slightly below her level. I got as close to the hedge as I dared, and watched- hardly daring to breath in case she should hear.
She turned away from me, her hands moved to her waist and I saw the quick deft movement as her fingers undid her fly button and zip. Quickly, she tucked her thumbs under the waist of her jeans and pulled them down with her panties, squatting as she did so. I was in heaven! Her ass was so pale, yet unblemished and her thighs thick and sexy. I moved closer- hardly daring to breathe. She shifted her weight slightly. Suddenly, a trickle of clear piss began to rain from between her legs, and it rapidly became a strong stream, pitter-pattering on the dry ground making a puddle beneath her.
I moved closer still, now hoping to get a glimpse of her pussy. I was so turned on I was sure I was going to cum in my pants! Slowly the stream slowed to a slow drip, and as she pushed slightly, she leaned forward.
I was rewarded with a very brief glimpse of her cunt; her pussy lips were pink and meaty beneath a fine mist of damp light brown hair between those big beautiful thighs...gorgeous!
Not bothering to wipe herself, she quickly yanked her panties and jeans up as she stood up, and walked back towards the stable, zipping herself up as she went.
I silently moved away, feeling breathless and with a raging hard-on; though any thoughts about jacking off were quickly dispelled by the sound of the boss calling.
When I got back to the barn, Annie was there with him. I thought for a moment she'd seen my voyeuristic activity, but was relieved when the boss said he wanted me to carry a sack of feed for the horses around to the stable. Annie smiled at me, and I realised that my cheeks were reddening.
There were several sacks on the floor.
"Which one?" I asked her.
As she bent over to look at the labels I spotted a small darkened damp patch in the denim between her legs, and I smiled to myself.
That was not the last time I was to watch her use the bathroom. Although I didn't know it then, Annie had difficulty holding her pee and sometime later I would see more!
2. TINA ON THE TOILET
I had never actually planned to watch Tina pee- rather it was a set of circumstances that I took advantage of. The consequences, though, were far greater than even I could have imagined. I'm getting ahead of myself here, though.
Tina was a slim girl of 22 with long dark hair. Fine-featured, she had a wonderfully curvy figure which she always seemed to show off. She was Annie's assistant at the riding stables. Up until the summer, I saw her only occasionally but on this particular week she was there more often. My boss was away on vacation for a few days, and he'd told me that Annie would be away too; so could I give Tina a hand with anything she needed?
That particular day, I saw her arrive in the morning. She and her boyfriend had just got back from vacation in Greece, I had been told, and I noticed immediately how tanned she was. With her long hair tied back, she was wearing a yellow cropped tee shirt and a pair of rough faded cut off jeans that seemed almost too small, and they revealed a wonderful amount of her thighs and fitted tightly around her ass. It seemed like I was in for a good day!
I started work near the boundary. I was feeling just a bit excited because of something that had happened earlier. As I have mentioned, the toilet for the stables was in a separate building, and I had been told where the key was kept. Earlier, I had removed the key for 'safe keeping', and consequently that toilet would be unavailable. In the back of my mind I maybe thought that if Tina were caught short she might have to pee in the hedge- and an opportunity for me to watch unseen in the way I had spied on her boss some weeks before.
I spent a happy couple of hours watching her exercise the horses. Her shorts were really taking a beating as I watched her bounce up and down in the saddle, admiring her bum and her tanned legs. Reluctantly, I decided that I had better go do some work.
A short while later I was greeted by a cheerful 'Hi!' by her as she appeared through the gate.
'Hi', I returned. She was even more gorgeous at close quarters! I remember thinking how lucky her boyfriend was, and wondered what she saw in him.
'Have you got the key to the bathroom over there?', she asked, pointing to the stable, 'Annie said that you would have it if it wasn't there.'
I did my best to look perplexed.
' No, I haven't got it.', I lied- knowing it was in my pocket.
'Oh.' She said, looking slightly worried. 'I wonder where it is?'
'Oh- don't worry, I expect it'll turn up'. I replied casually, turning away.
She shuffled slightly.
'In that case...I wonder if I could use your toilet?' she smiled awkwardly,'I really need a wee!'
I swallowed. This hadn't exactly worked out, but it's amazing how fast one can think when you need to! To explain: Our toilet was situated in a rough plasterboard 'room' within a small building. The ceiling was fairly low in this cubicle, and the space above was used as storage. A ladder was positioned on the adjacent wall for access. Something I had noticed some time before was that the partition did not quite meet the ceiling of the toilet, and there was a small gap through which the interior was visible. Now, even knowing this, a gentleman would not have taken advantage. However, I was an eighteen-year-old youth at the time- and certainly no gentleman!
'Sure!' I replied, even now becoming slightly breathless at the prospect of what was to come. 'Come in- I'll show you.'
I led her across to the building and opened the door for her, switching on the light in the windowless room.
'There you go.'
She smiled back sweetly. I caught a brief waft of her perfume mixed with sweat.
'Thanks!' she said.
It was an ideal opportunity. My boss was on vacation- as was hers. There were unlikely to be any unexpected visitors during the few short minutes of my voyeurism. Silently, I made my way up the ladder and placed my eye to the gap that streamed a shaft of light, my heart pounding. So confident was I of my privacy that I threw caution to the wind, and with my free hand unzipped my jeans and released my now stiffening cock.