A bunch of us were out on a Friday night having a good time drinking in town. There was a few of us together, some we had picked up whilst going from bar to bar, others dropped off here or there, it was always casual like that with our crowd from the college. I had been buying Tracy drinks all night, for ages I'd been trying to get into her pants. But as before, she just teased me in the end. Still, I kept on hoping because she was so hot and beautiful, poor me!
Anyway, towards the end of the evening she had said that she was going to the toilet, but after a while she hadn't came back. I asked her friend Sue where she was and if she was alright, she told me that Tracy had left a while back with Paul, so I had been wasting my time again with her, never mind, maybe next week -- always the internet porno to keep me going I suppose!
Now it was getting late and the crew had dwindled to seven of us: Me, Jake & Sue, Dave & Annie, Lynn and a girl called Emma who the other girls knew and that I had seen around but not really spoken to. She was pretty but kind of quiet. We decided to avoid the mayhem on the streets that is closing time by leaving before last orders. We walked out of town towards the cliffs that overlook the sea and jumped the railings into the park, making our way to some benches where we sat down.
The guys got out their stash and began to roll a couple of numbers. It was a little fresh that evening, summer being on the way out now, so we huddled together on two benches just chatting and having a laugh. Emma was sat next to me and we began to chat about what classes we were taking and who we knew. Annie and Lynn announced that they needed a pee and got up to walk a short way off onto the grass. We watched them pull their jeans and knickers down to squat and take a pee, more or less in full view of us all, this happens quite often actually, no one makes a big deal of it. Jake got out his camera phone and laughing took a picture, the girls shouted at him and called him a perv, we all laughed at the exchange of abuse that ensued between the parties.
The girls came back and the joints began to get passed around. Lynn insisted that he delete the pictures from his phone, but Jake just laughed and fought her off. Sue said that the dirty bastard had a whole collection of filthy porn and we asked if there was any of her in there which made everyone fall about when it was obvious from her hesitation that there probably was! She and Jake had got off several times, we all knew that.
After a while the munchies set in on a couple of the smokers and so they decided to walk off down the road to the all night petrol station and get some chocolate. Then they were then off to Dave's place, which was quite a hike all in all. I didn't fancy it so declined to tag along with them. Jake and Sue were getting into each other on one the other bench, so they weren't going along either.
The intrepid three set off into the night leaving me and Emma with a sizable butt to finish off and the canoodling Jake and Sue. I was feeling chilled out and mellow and quite happy to sit in the park for a while longer, I had nothing to rush home for after all. Emma seemed quite content too, she sat close to me and we talked as we finished the joint off between us. The horny couple decided to make off as well, lust taking hold after their earlier little spat, leaving just me and Emma on the benches.
I began to consider the possibilities of having pulled here. I was very aware that we were in contact sitting there. She was cute, petite, but well proportioned, nice perky little tits by the look. Her face was nice too, not beautiful, but certainly attractive. Her hair was a darkish blonde, cut just on her shoulders and straight with a curl inwards at the ends. The nicest thing about her was her manner, she was easy to be with and funny, we were laughing a lot.
Emma said she was feeling a bit cold, so I put my arm around her and pulled her close. Her hair smelled nice, I liked the way that this was going. Emma snuggled closer and then swung a leg over me to sit in my lap.
'Hey, you!' I said, pushing her leg, but she put it back.
'Oh, am I too fat and heavy to sit on your lap to keep myself warm?' she chided.
'No, no! You're not fat at all. I think you've got a nice figure in fact.'
She smiled and leaned back snuggling her soft hair against my face.
'That's okay then. You're quite cute yourself, but don't let it go to your head.' She laughed.
Now I didn't mind her sitting on my lap, it was just that I had been getting rather aroused sitting there with Emma, thinking on the possibilities and now that she had suddenly plonked herself on my lap I was feeling embarrassed in case she detected my raging hard-on. We were being kind of playful as I pushed her and she wriggled to stay put, all of which wasn't helping things in the hard-on department. At some point I resorted to tickling her and Emma gasped and giggled loudly.
'You better not do that or I'll wet myself.' She cried, warning me.
Well, you know what it's like when someone says that kind of thing, so it was inevitable that I got my hands to her sides and tickled her again. Emma giggled and wriggled violently until I decided that that she'd had enough and let her be.
'Let that be a lesson to you.' I said, and then I noticed that she was suddenly sitting stock still on my lap, eyes closed and a funny look on her face. For a second or two I thought that I had gone too far and that she was going to cry! I was about to appologise when I suddenly felt a warm wetness spreading and soaking through the lap of my jeans.
I suddenly realized what had happened, Emma had wet herself! Well she did warn me, but I didn't expect that she would really do it! Not only that, it was she obvious that she hadn't just lost control for a second or two while I tickled her. She might have begun like that, but then she had just sat there and let it all go -- I was kind of stunned for the moment.
Emma opened her eyes and turned to me, looking me in the eye.
'You can't say that I didn't warn you.' She told me.
Strangely there was no reproach or anger in her voice. She just said it matter of factly, although she did look kind of flushed by the event.
I laughed and shrugged my shoulders.
'I guess you did. I just didn't really expect it, that was all. Are you okay?' I asked. I was concerned that she might be feeling really awkward and embarrassed by what had happened, I felt a bit sorry for her, it was my fault after all really.
'Yeah, I'm fine, a bit wet, but fine. How about you?'
'I'm okay. I'm wet too, in fact I'm soaked! You must have been bursting, no wonder you couldn't hold it.'
'Oh, I don't have to be bursting to do that, it always happens if I get tickled, has since I was little.'
'I'm really sorry.' I said, appologising to her.
'It's okay, it's happened before -- I don't mind it actually.' She added to my surprise, as she jumped up off of my lap and turned to face me.
Her blue jeans were stained darker around the crotch and all down the back of her legs. I looked at the crotch of my jeans, they were the same, the lap area still felt wet and warm. Wow, that stuff must be hot when it comes out I thought.
'I could do with drying these before heading home.' Emma said, looking at me in a slightly pleading way.
Well I had thought about taking her home to my flat, but I didn't think it would be to do some washing.
'Sure, come on before we get cold. I'll make a cup of tea while we hang those over a radiator.'
Emma smiled and took my hand, squeezed it hard and leaned close against me.
'Thanks, you're nice.' She said, and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek.
'No, worries. Its not too far.' I told her.
We climbed back out of the park and walked briskly off through the streets to my flat, a room I had in a house with two other students. By the time we got there the wet patch in my jeans was feeling cold and uncomfortable and I was going to be glad to get out of them, I expect Emma felt the same. I was surprised that she wasn't more embarrassed by what had happened, I was surprised to be taking it all in my stride, but that's the wonder of booze and weed I suppose.
I opened the door and we went in. It sounded like Josh was in downstairs as we walked past his room and ascended the flight of stairs to my room.
'That's the bathroom there.' I indicated a door at the end of the small landing. 'I'll get you a pair of my jeans to wear and a towel, hold on a minute.'
Emma followed me into my room, which although cramped was actually quite tidy if the room itself was grotty. Emma took off her coat and threw it on the little sofa bed and I rummaged around for a moment or two before handing her a towel and a pair of my jeans.
'Great! Thanks, back in a minute.' She said brightly.
