Kelly drove down the highway, feeling the rush of the wind blowing through her long, thick brown hair. The stereo was pumping out a classic, 'The Way You Look Tonight'. A favourite of hers, despite its age. As the song came to an end, she turned on the radio, feeling a slight pain in her bladder. Kelly desperately needed to pee, but according to the signs along the highway, the nearest rest area was over 60 miles away, and even then, she couldn't be sure that the small, highway rest area would have a toilet.
A dark thought past through her mind, to simply wet herself in her jeans, but she dismissed that, not wanting to stain this sports car she had just brought. Instead, Kelly looked around and grinned as the highway began to pass under trees. A forest gradually building up as the road moved into the mountains.
She flicked the indicator switch and moved the car across the highway, slowing as she pulled into a small stop in the woods. Kelly saw several drivers and passengers glance at her as she, a single, white, female, stepped out of her car on a remote highway and enter the woods.
The mountain air was fresh against her skin, under any normal circumstance, she might have considered taking a walk, a break from the car. Right now, she had a full bladder and she had to pee.
Kelly removed her outer jacket and walked into the woods, treading carefully as the branches whipped against her skin, small thorns cutting into her arms. She walked for a few minutes, not wanting to take any chances that some pervert from the highway might see her in her most vulnerable state.
Certain the area was secure, she sat down and pulled her trainers off, placing them on a patch of grass. Next came her jeans, placing them in a neat pile on top of her trainers. She swallowed, hesitated, then finally gripped the edges of her white panties and slid them down her legs, placing them on some dry mud, well within her grasp.
Kelly took position, crouched, smiled and felt her pee start to flow, cascading down between her legs and forming a small golden puddle beneath her crotch. Kelly glanced down, not releasing how badly she had had to pee. Her urine was spreading, now touching her feet. She couldn't stop, mid flow, despite her feet being covered with her urine and mud.
As she felt her flow stop, she stood quickly and stepped back, seeing her panties also soaked and stained. She picked them up with her fingers and looked desperately around, hearing a river, somewhere to wash her knickers. She could live with a damp crotch, they would dry out with the top down on his car.
Kelly accepted the risk and walked slowly through the woods, half naked, holding her panties as they dripped pee onto her feet. As she came to the river, she noticed a small bundle nearby, perhaps someone had forgotten their coat, she though, sitting on the river bank, a twig sticking up into her ass. She dropped her legs into the fresh mountain water, wincing as the ice cold stream washed the muck away.
Kelly lowered her panties into the stream and squeezed the stains out of her panties. She could see the immediate water around panties turning muddy brown and slightly golden. As no one was around, she cupped her hand and splashed some water over her pussy, feeling the cold water warming as it soaked into her vagina.
A small moan escaped her as she washed the piss from her pussy.
