I drove home from work today and by the time I got home, I had to pee a little. I hadn't peed at work but I knew that I wouldn't have to pee for a while. I took off my work clothes and changed in to some tight jeans with a thong and a spaghetti strap tank top. Then, I went into the kitchen and cooked dinner. By the time it was finished, I had to pee kind of bad but I held it off.

I went on to the computer. Reading some of these stories made me horny so I undid the button and zipper on my jeans and started to masturbate. A little while later, I really had to pee. Really bad. I like to play holding games with myself so I decided to hold it a little more. About every 10 seconds, I had to grab my pussy for a few seconds to help the urge to go to the bathroom. After about 5 minutes of that, I had to get up and I started pacing the room with my hand holding my pussy. I did that for a while and the urge went away and I could sit down again. But a little while later, I had to jump up and do a little pee dance to stop the pee. I felt a few drops leak into my thong so I grabbed my aching pussy with two hands and crossed my legs as tight as they could go. I thought that maybe if I let a little bit out then I wouldn't have to go as bad. I relaxed for a second and let a little bit out. Bad idea. The stream wouldn't stop but after I got control of it, there was a small wet spot on my jeans. I moaned a little bit because of my aching bladder. I was getting even hornier so I let go with one hand so that one of my hands was still holding my pussy and started to rub my breast. I gasped as I felt a trickle run down my leg so I grabbed my pussy with two hands again. I started to walk, inch by inch to the bathroom, which was all the way down the hall. By the time I finally got there, my pee was running steadily down my legs.

I quickly pulled off my pants but I couldn't get my thong off before my pee came out so I just left it on. Because I had let my hand off of my pussy, my pee started to come out full force. I stepped into the shower and just stood there letting my pee soak my thong, run down my legs, and down the drain.

I stood there for a while feeling very relieved for a little while. I took off my thong and left it in the shower because my pee had soaked it. I took a towel and dried off my legs and feet and walked back to my room.

There, I changed into another pair of tight shorts but without a thong.

Then I went back onto the computer, I drank many glasses of water so that by the time my boyfriend came home, I would have a surprise for him.