A Night of Desperate Ladies
Its like a dream come true! This hot and incredibly desperate woman is now asking you to help her undress. As you follow her into the bathroom, your mind is racing through possibilities. What does she have on underneath? Will she pee in front of you? What is she needs help with something else? Inside the bathroom, she is moving around so much its difficult to find the zipper, let along get it down.
"I'm sorry, I need you to stay still while I figure this out. Also, you told me some of your secrets, so here's one of mine. I think its kinda hot that you need to pee."
Not missing a beat, she says "OK, great, but please hurry!" While trying to figure out the clasp and zipper, you go over it in your mind. What just happened? Why did you tell her? What if it freaked her out? And what did the "Ok, great" part mean? Did she say that because she was trying to hurry you up, or did she actually like?
Finally, after what probably seemed like forever to her, but was really only about 30 seconds, you work the zipper down. She has to work hard to get it down since it was so tight, and she especially has trouble getting it over her bladder bulge. Once the dress clear that, though, she quickly has it totally off.
You are somewhat surprised because she is wearing what almost looks like a sports bra. Surely that can't be right, given the apparent size of her breasts, but she quickly grabs your attention elsewhere as she jams a hand between her legs. The brief pressure must have gotten her under control because she quickly tries to squirm out of her Spanx, cursing them repeatedly until she finally gets them down and kicks them across the bathroom. Then she freezes, seemingly just remembering you are there and she is down to her underwear. Suddenly modest again, she covers her bra as best she can with one hand and simultaneously squeezes and covers her crotch with the other.
"Ummmm, sorry, can you please leave before you see me pee?"
Without even thinking, you blurt out "You can just pee right now, I don't mind".
This catches her off guard, and instead of getting mad, she drops the hand from her chest and it looks like she squeezes her crotch even hard and bends forward slightly. Instead of leaving immediately you pause to think about how hot it would be if you could watch her pee. Given the way she worded her request, plus her actions, she might even go for it.
Should you ask?
"I'm sorry, I need you to stay still while I figure this out. Also, you told me some of your secrets, so here's one of mine. I think its kinda hot that you need to pee."
Not missing a beat, she says "OK, great, but please hurry!" While trying to figure out the clasp and zipper, you go over it in your mind. What just happened? Why did you tell her? What if it freaked her out? And what did the "Ok, great" part mean? Did she say that because she was trying to hurry you up, or did she actually like?
Finally, after what probably seemed like forever to her, but was really only about 30 seconds, you work the zipper down. She has to work hard to get it down since it was so tight, and she especially has trouble getting it over her bladder bulge. Once the dress clear that, though, she quickly has it totally off.
You are somewhat surprised because she is wearing what almost looks like a sports bra. Surely that can't be right, given the apparent size of her breasts, but she quickly grabs your attention elsewhere as she jams a hand between her legs. The brief pressure must have gotten her under control because she quickly tries to squirm out of her Spanx, cursing them repeatedly until she finally gets them down and kicks them across the bathroom. Then she freezes, seemingly just remembering you are there and she is down to her underwear. Suddenly modest again, she covers her bra as best she can with one hand and simultaneously squeezes and covers her crotch with the other.
"Ummmm, sorry, can you please leave before you see me pee?"
Without even thinking, you blurt out "You can just pee right now, I don't mind".
This catches her off guard, and instead of getting mad, she drops the hand from her chest and it looks like she squeezes her crotch even hard and bends forward slightly. Instead of leaving immediately you pause to think about how hot it would be if you could watch her pee. Given the way she worded her request, plus her actions, she might even go for it.
Should you ask?