"Are we going to the usual spot," asked Kim, referring to a small waterfall deep in the woods behind their property. They both had changed into swimwear as to enjoy the cool water on the hot summer day. Kim changed into a dark blue one-piece swimsuit she used to swim laps in her school's pool. Kim relished the tightness of the one-piece admiring the taught form of her breasts practically bulging out of the material and the smooth form of her mound erupting from her crotch as she pulled her grey athletic shorts over her tight bottom. Jack threw on his white board-shorts and a t-shirt. Donning flip flops as they cameled up, Jack grabbed the water bottles and a couple towels as they head out the backdoor stepping over their cooling piss puddles on the patio.
They followed the abandoned drive until they hit the bridge and followed the rushing stream towards the waterfall. Not a bad hike the walk usually took 45 minutes to get to their destination. The couple was taking it easy, listening to the sounds of the forest and the babbling of the stream as they walked. Eventually the noisy stream became too much for Kim. "Would you believe I have to pee," giggled Kim to Jack. Looking around Kim stepped to the side of the trail and pulled down her shorts. "Oh these one piece suits are such a pain when you have to pee, I really didn't think this through."
"Well we're going to go swimming any way and get wet so why don't you... you know..." replied Jack.
"Pee through my suit? Naughty boy," said Kim as she squated down to the ground. "Alright I think I'll try it." Concentrating Kim tried to release her bladder. Decades of potty training were blocking Kim's desire to pee through her swimsuit. After about a minute a small wet patch dampened the gusset of Kim's dark one-piece. Realizing what she was doing her brain instantly closed her urethra. "This is harder than I thought," squealed Kim closing her eyes and pushing on her bladder.