I went on my first date with this guys that i really liked and he finally asked me out. I heard rumors that he was a player but i ignored them. We went out to eat. Half way through the diner i had to pee but i didn't want to leave because we were having so much fun. so i thought i could hold it. On the way driving home i REALLY had to go. I was holding my crotch in desperation. John (The guy i was going out with) looked at me and smiled. "Whats up with you?" "I reallly have to pee" I saw him smile after a while he started to slow down the car i knew he was doing it on perpose. I felt the pain in my bladder and kneww i couldn't hold it much longer. "Please hurry i really have to go" we finally made it to my house and i hobbled out of the car. I reached my porch and said goodnight. He returned by kissing me and pushing me up against the wall. He was a great kisser and i didn't want it to stop but i felt a little dribble out so i pulled away. He wouldn't let me out of his arms. He led me inside still kissing me, and laid me on the couch. I felt a little more dribble out from him laying me down. Then he pulled away and sat on my stomcah with a huge smile on his face. My bladder couldn't hold it anymore and it gushed out. it felt so good but it was so embarrassing. He liked it though.