I thought I'd introduce myself with a true story from my past.

A few years ago I hooked up with a girl I met out in a bar in London. I liked her a lot, genuinely nice, no pretence or messing around. Pretty, glasses, cute body (exceptionally pointy nipples!), red/brown hair and looked after herself. She was witty and super smart. Generally great fun to talk to and be around.

We'd been seeing eachother for a little while when she invited me to her new place. It was a house share with two other girls. They had their boyfriends over for some drinking as a low-key house-warming. We had a few drinks and I stayed the night.

In the morning I turned over and spooned her. We were both naked and I was hoping that my semi against her bum might work as a not so subtle invitation. I also put my arm across her, which she quickly moved up to her chest "not on my tummy" she groaned "I really need a wee but don't want to get out of bed". 

We lay there for a little while longer until we heard the bathroom become free. She jumped out of bed and grabbed her pj bottoms, only to hear her housemate talk to her other housemate and her boyfriend who had apparently been waiting to go in. The bathroom door shut and licked again.   "Shit!" she said, now slowly slipping on a top and grabbing her washbag, only.to slump back onto the bed. "I'm going to burst", she said "I think they're both in there. They better not start shagging or I'm going to wet myself for sure"

After some time she stood up and stated to walk around the room, genuinely getting agitated. Throwing her hands in there air, though in truth they really hadn't been so long in there. Intermittently she would sit back down on the bed and cross her legs, fake sobbing and squirming..Or wedge her hand between her legs and cross them around her hand.

"Does that help?" I asked, unhelpfully "seems like it would be a bit like squeezing the end of my dick. To late once it's got to that point".

"It helps me clench my muscles" she said "it's easier when you have something to push against. But anyway, stop talking about it". "Why don't you just go and knock on the door?" I said. She didn't reply but also didn't move.

"I don't even know if I can move now" she said as she slammed her fists against the bed.  She leaned forward, crunching up tight and groaning, her legs practically plaited together by this point. 

"Shit! I just leaked a bit" she said horrified. I started laughing "let me check!". She scowled at me "No! You don't need to, I just felt it touch my hand through my PJs!"

She leaned over to one side. I could see her fingers clamped between her legs over her pussy, and a slightly darker damp patch of fabric over her arse around them.

"You need to help me, I'm going to have to go in something. Please, go and find me something quicklyh". I quickly got dressed and headed downstairs into to kitchen and then the living room, before finally finding an empty plastic ice cream tub in the utility room.

"Don't watch" she said as I handed it to her. She quickly put a knee either side of the tub and let go. I heard a powerful hiss and the tub being quickly filled with her pee. As she emptied her bladder she slumped over, deflating like a doll with a puncture.

"Oh my god"she said " Well that's embarrassing! I fully expect you're going to wait until I'm in the bathroom and then creep out and never come back. And just to say, I totally understand that!" She joked.

I could see she was genuinely quite embarrassed so I decided not to tease her more. She stood up and pulled her pj bottoms from her legs. She'd clearly leaked some more while I was downstairs. They were damp and she squirmed and winced as the cold wetness touched her skin. She took another pair of PJ's from her drawer and put them on. I gave her a hug, looking at the brimming tub of straw coloured morning pee over her shoulder.

She put her wet PJ's over the tub and we slipped back into bed to wait for the bathroom to become free.