What a kewl site and I finally have something to write about. The other night my boyfriend, of almost 2 years, and I were driving back to his place from dinner in a tremendous rain storm. Although he only had a beer with dinner I had several rum and cokes plus a Mexican coffee with desert. Not thinking, I didn't pee before we left for the half hour ride, and when the SUV ran over the driveway bump as we left the parking lot I realized I was soon going to have a problem but instead of saying something like can we go back for a second, I leaned back and crossed my legs. Ten minutes later and the lightning show was joined by a very strong down pour along with some gusting winds. No problem; we would soon be home; that is until the gates of the bridge we were about to cross came down in front of us forcing us to stop and wait. Coca cola has a way of running through me sort of fast and I suppose the rum in my drinks followed by that coffee didn't help matters cause my having to pee was growing stronger by the minute and the harder it rained the harder I found myself squeezing everything I had down there in my attempt to stay dry. When despite all that I felt pee right about to come out I quickly shoved my hand between my legs and that of course my boyfriend noticed. Can't help it I said, it started coming out, I gotta pee so bad I can't wait any more. Cars were behind us and the bridge was still open and there was no way I was going out into that storm out there so I asked if by some luck there was a jug of any kind in the car. Boyfriend said sorry; all he had in the back was a large beach towel, and with that he offered to help as he put his hand over the one I had pressing my now somewhat damp wet spot but as my hand started getting that numb falling asleep feeling I had to remove it. He kept his hand down there but I had to move it just a little showing him the exact spot he needed to press but before I could complete the move I felt a large squirt exit my aching urethra. I yelled for him to squeeze as I did the same and the leak was plugged but the urge was so great I just wanted to pee. I had to pee so bad it was right there pushing to escape and my muscles were tired, so tired I think only my boyfriends hand was keeping it in but then I pushed. I didn't want to it just happened and I yelled O shoot I can't stand this and I pushed harder against his hand trying to relieve myself of the aching urge to pee. When I next started to cry he said to me, wait a second, just hold on a second while he climbed to the back for the towel but the instant his hand wasn't there pee started gushing out until I again grabbed myself down there and stopped it. Back with the towel we shoved it under me and tried to get my jeans down but pee just came gushing out as I moaned with relief for the next few minutes. Guess I use the ladies before leaving the restaurant next time.