[Hi, I’m trying my hand at creative writing. Would love some feedback if you have any. Currently in progress, so I’m posting chapter 1 and if it’s successful I’ll post more. If you like it, or don’t please let me know why]
I woke up with a weird feeling. Something felt cold… down in the center of my body. I yawned really big, and reached down…Something felt cold. My mind raced, there is no way that this could have happened? I threw the blanket off and it was true. I had wet my bed! There was a dark spot on my crotch, and a larger darker dark spot on the matress. My girlfriend, gently walked into the door, “hey honey, are you doing okay?” She said gently.
“Oh… yeah… hahaha! Good morning! How are you?” I quickly threw the blanket back on top to hide the evidence.
“I’m okay. How did you sleep?” She sat down on the bed next to me, leaned over and kissed my forehead.
“Good. Good.” I reached up to her face as she kissed me, and caressed her hair while i tired to sit up and cover myself. “Slept too well, probably”.
“Listen, Rye, you can’t hide anything from me” she held my chin up to look at her in the eyes and gave me a stern look. Does she know? There’s no way she knows.
“What do you mean?” I laugh nervously. I study her eyes, as they stare back into mine, with a comforting, yet stern look. I melt a little as she looks into my eyes, catching me off gaurd. Suddenly the blankets threw off of me.
“Did you think you could hide this from me?” I blushed immediately.
“Look. I… I…” I let out a little laugh “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I grabbed the blanket and laid it back on myself. “…just slept very well”. Jess responded by taking the blanket it down below my crotch, exposing me.
“Hey hey hey… Rye” she said in a sweet low voice “It’s okay, accidents happen. There’s no need to be embarrassed. Let’s get you cleaned up”. I let out a nervous laugh, she pet the hair around my ears, slowly lowering her hand down my chest, then my torso, then waist. She grabbed my waistband and panties with both hands and pulled them down. “C’mon, lift you’re bum up, lets get you out of these wet clothes” I followed her instructions. I was already in too deep, may as well. Plus, I was gonna have to do it anyway. She stripped those clothes away, and tossed them to the laundry basket.
There I was naked, only in a shirt, sitting in my own urine while my own girlfriend was cleaning me up. It was almost tantalizing. She sat down on the bed near my feet, and gently grabbed my thigh, and said with a more serious tone “Alright”, while rubbing her thumb on my thighs. She took a deep breath. “Let’s get you up”. Her stern voice left me in wide eyes as i looked into hers. I wanted to get up and out of this mess regardless, but her eyes put me into a trance. I followed her orders, and stood up. She followed suit. She wrapped her arms around my waist, and pulled me in really close. We locked eyes, but before I could do anything, she exclaimed “alright hands up” and I instinctually listened. She pulled the shirt over my head and took it off. The edge of the shirt was covered with pee, and it hit me in the nose as she pulled the t-shirt over my head. The back of the shirt, though, was especially wet and I could feel it drag over my back, and up over my hair. She quickly grabbed my waist, turned me around, and started marching me over to the shower.
She sat me down on the toilet, then kneeled down to me on eye level. She placed her hand on my knee, and said with a serious, yet caring voice “Sit here, finish going potty, then hop in the shower. I’ll have the whole mess cleaned up by the time you get out.” I studied her face, while getting increasingly embarrassed about the mess I made. The red in my cheeks must have been a siren to Jess. She took her hand and laid in on my cheeks, and whispered “hey. It’s okay. It’s not a big deal.” I melted a little bit inside, while taking a deep breath out.
“Okay” I sheepishly replied. She left the bathroom, leaving me alone with the shower. I sat there on the toilet for 30 seconds or so trying to collect my thoughts and understand what just happened. While sitting there, peed a little bit in the toilet. The strange thing is, I didn’t realize it. I only saw that I done that after I got up and shut the toilet seat down. I shook it off, and tossed it up to being early in the morning. Though, I didn’t even know what time it was. For all I knew, it could have been 3am, 7am, or even 12pm. My blackout curtains were up when I woke up, and Jess sent me to the bathroom rather quickly.
I started the shower and waited for the shower to warm up. My mind tried to recollect the events of the night before, and what might have led to this. I could feel the heat resonate from the shower, and walked in. While I do my usual shower routine, I also questioned why jess even knew in the first place.
During the day prior, nothing seemed out of the ordinary. I went to work as normal, and came home alone. Jess came home later that night. We shared a bottle of wine, and watched spider-man. Nothing seemed abnormal when we went to bed either. Was it really just a fluke? Did I really just have an accident? Jess slept next to me. Wait. Did she get wet by me? Is that why she found out? My embarrassment was at an all time high.
When I finished the shower, I walked out of the shower while drying my hair. Jess was right, everything was cleaned up. The smell of stain remover was high, but a fan was pointed at the spot of the incident. My got flushed again, as my embarrassment reached a new peak. I walked past it trying not to look at it too close. Jess was there making food, the smell of eggs. It must have been breakfast, and still morning. Glancing over to the clock, I saw it was still early.
Jess look over her shoulder. “Oh hey! I left the clothes on the couch for you over there” I look at the couch and there was some folded clothes, nothing out of the ordinary just work clothes.
“Oh thanks” I replied. I pulled up my panties, and said “Hey, uh…how did you… know?” It took me a while to get that sentence out. When I finished I was already putting on my T-Shirt.
“Know what, dear? That you wet the bed?”. And just like that, my cheeks went flush again. “Don’t worry about it. Besides breakfast is ready.” She placed the plate on the kitchen island. I sat down on one of the island chairs, where my legs couldn’t touch the ground.
“I didn’t… get you wet, did I?” I said before I started eating. This time, it was her cheeks that were flushed. “Oh my god, I did” I put my head in my hands. “I am so sorry” my voice cracks a little. This makes her head turn. She comes around and embraces me with my head still in my hands.
“It’s okay,” she whispered in my ear. “Don’t worry about it, we’ll forget this ever happened.” She says as a tear drops off my cheek. She lightly grabs my hands, and moves them off my face so she could grab mine. “Look at me, it’s okay. Nobody is hurt. These things happen.” She uses her thumb to wipe the tears from my eye. “We’ll just, you know, not buy that brand of wine anymore”. I laugh through my mellowed sobs.