When was the last time you saw a girl pee in real life?

[ed12]

One trip to the bathroom: Two women waiting for a spot.
Becky: “You look familiar. You’re Debbie and work as a tech in the ER right?”
Debbie: “Yeah, how do I know you? Were you a patient?”
Becky: “No, I am a paramedic. Becky. I bring you two or three customers a week”
Debbie: “Oh my god I would never have recognized you. You look so cute in that dress with your hair and makeup. I have only seen you in your uniform”
Becky: “Yeah I don’t bother with makeup for work. I have to work tonight – 7 to 7. You?”
Debbie: “Same. Dreading it though Superbowl night is always super busy”
One of the women who was peeing asked, “You have to be at work at 7? The game doesn’t start until 6:30”
Becky: “Yeah I am just here for the karaoke, food and mocktails. If I leave right at kickoff I will get to work right on time”
Spots open up.
Debbie: “Time to make room for more mocktails”
Becky: “Yeah, night like tonight you want to make sure you pee them all out before your shift. I have heard the ER can get so busy you don’t even have time to pee”
Debbie: “Don’t I know. Worst was Thanksgiving eve”
Becky: “What happened?”
Debbie: “Six and a half hours into my shift. I was absolutely bursting to pee. I had to go so bad I was unable to stand still. Each time I had a minute to grab a quick bathroom break, it was in use. The final time I was so desperate I waited dancing in agony. Mysupervisor saw me waiting and told me that rather than wait I needed to restock the kits and use the bathroom when it frees up. So I reluctantly went to the supply closet. First thing I noticed was the bottles we have patients use when we need a urine sample. I was so desperate I used one of those for relief. And then prayed nobody else would come into the supply closet until I was done”
Becky: “Too funny. Good thing you didn’t get caught though”
Debbie: “I did get caught”
Becky: “By who?”
Debbie “My supervisor's boss”
Becky: “What was the reaction? Obviously you didn’t get fired over it. Which is good.”
Debbie: “When he first saw what I was doing he said, ‘that is absolutely unacceptable’ then he asked me how long it had been since my last break. When I told him, he said that too was unacceptable. Five minutes later my supervisor told me to take my 30 minute meal break. Which was the first break I had that was longer than 10 minutes in over six months. I also got both of my 15 minute breaks that shift. Literally the first shift where I got all my breaks in over 5 years. And for about two weeks the supervisors made sure everyone got most of the breaks they were supposed to get and then it went back to the way it was before. But nobody in management ever said anything to me about peeing in the bottle.”
Becky: “I am glad they realized it was their own fault for not providing breaks”
Debbie: “Yeah, I have heard EMS can be just as bad for getting pee breaks”
Becky: “Not for me anymore. First six months were often brutal. Almost every day I was fidgeting and enduring pee spasms. But then one day we were stuck in traffic coming back from a super long standby and I needed to pee so bad I was crying. We carry a few of those same urination collection bottles in our truck and my trainer tells me that I could use one as an absolute last resort. At first I was reluctant but I didn’t have a choice if I wanted to keep my pants dry. Next shift we were doing standby on a wildlands fire and I needed to pee. Knowing we were going to be there for at least an hour or two and possibly seven or eight hours I decided that there was no point in waiting until I reached the absolute last resort stage, but to use them even for the somewhat uncomfortable stage. Ever since then I have rarely gotten desperate on a shift. Obviously I can’t use them when we have a patient in the back. But otherwise, if I need to pee I don’t hold it.”
Debbie: “I have heard of EMS getting so desperate that they use pee bottles in the back”
Becky: “Pretty much everyone in EMS has done it as an absolute last resort. But me and my partner are the only two I know of who use a pee bottle as a first resort. My trainer told me he used a pee bottle 5 times in 11 years. I used a pee bottle 3 times on my last shift. My trainer wasn’t thrilled with my idea of using them so frequently but he said I could do what I wanted. My current partner, Doug, immediately agreed my system was much more comfortable than holding it. He says I see his dick more often than his wife.”
Debbie: “That often? Don't you ever use the station or hospital bathrooms?“
Becky: “For the past year and half I have been assigned to a town that doesn’t have a station or anything open after 9 pm. So we just sit in a parking lot waiting for the tones to drop. We can drive over to the next town and use the fire house or a gas station but that requires coordinating with dispatch and is a pain for everyone, so we only bother if one of us needs to poop. What my current assignment lacks in amenities it makes up for in lower call volume. Last night we had only one call and I got a 6 hour nap.”

At one point I overheard a conversation between Diane and the DJ.
Diane: “Can I get you anything? Need another drink.”
DJ: “Do you know how to operate the karaoke machine?”
Diane: “No.”
DJ: “Have you seen Jill? She usually does this with me.”
Diane: “She texted me, something came up she won’t be here until around 6.”
DJ: “Shit.”
Diane: “What is the matter?”
DJ: “I really need to pee.”
Diane: “Then just take a break. We can live without karaoke for 5 minutes.”
DJ: “I’ll hold it. “

Around 5:25 pm I noticed about a dozen women standing by the backdoor fidgeting. One looks at her watch and says, “four minutes and 24 seconds” another woman responds “it looks dark enough for me” I asked what they were doing. They explained that they were all too modest for the coed bathroom, but willing to pee under the cover of dark in the backyard, and the homeowners had determined 5:30 to be the earliest; it was dark enough that they didn’t have to worry about neighbors seeing them and calling the police.

Just then Julie comes up to me and tells me she recognized two women who live near us, so we will be sharing an uber with them so we can split the cost 4 ways instead of 2.

As women return back inside, I hear one of them say, “now that my bladder is empty my drinking can really begin.”

About 15 minutes before kickoff the karaoke ended and the DJ announced that anyone who was a serious football fan should watch the game downstairs. There were two rooms downstairs, one in which you are not supposed to talk at all. So everyone can hear both the game and the commercials and one where there is no talking during the game play and when the announcers and analysts are talking, but talking is permitted during the commercials. For those more interested in the commercial the rules are the opposite in the living room – no talking during commercials or the halftime show, but talking is permitted during the game. For those who must talk non-stop, the kitchen and dining room are free for socialization.

At this point a significant migration occurred of people toward the bathroom and even though I had peed recently, I joined the end of the line figuring this would give me an opportunity to see many women empty their bladders.

Becky and Debbie arrive right behind me.
Becky: “Ugh. This line is too long. I can’t hold it until I get to work, but if I wait in this line I will be late for work.”
Debbie: “Yeah, me too, but it is dark enough outside that nobody will notice if I pop a squat next to my car before I leave.”
Becky: “Yeah. That works. I’ll see you later.”
Debbie: “Hopefully not.”
Becky: “Why hopefully not. You don’t like me?”
Debbie “It is nothing personal, but if I see you later, that means somebody else is having a really bad day.”
Becky: “Oh okay. Now I understand what you meant. Yeah, hopefully we won’t see much of each other tonight or ever.”

Just then the DJ joins the line. She is dancing like crazy. For about a minute she stands there squirming with her hand down her pants holding herself. She then says to a guy holding a large empty paper cup. “Is that cup trash? Can I have it?” She drops her pants and pees into the cup. She almost filled the cup. She apologies for being gross, but says she was about to wet herself. Another woman comments, “You almost overflowed a 44 oz cup. Did you DJ for the entire time without a break?” “I got a break at the start of the Amy Winehands thing but not since” “That was about 4 hours ago” “and 5 margaritas ago”

Lucky for me I had a spot in line that allowed me to fully see many women empty their bladders before it was my turn for a quick leak. Then waiting in line to wash my hands in the sink extended my stay.

[ed12]

Continued....I wasn't able to post all of it last night.

At the start of the second quarter I go to the bathroom and a few people are leaving as I enter. There is one lady pulling up her pants. Just as I start peeing, five women run into the bathroom, pull down their pants and start peeing. I am watching the pee flowing out of them when I hear a familiar voice say, “Oh fuck, this is embarrassing” I then realize that four of the streams of pee I am watching are flowing out of my coworkers - Katie, Abbie, Ashley and Liz. We chat. They arrived about a half hour before the game and had been downstairs. They had been attending the party every year but never expected to see a coworker other than their sorority sisters. They mention that Zoe and Quill are also at the party. My coworkers say that they want to forget this ever happened and that we should never bring up this at work or tell anyone about it. Katie, Liz and Abbie seemed mortified that I saw them. Ashley didn’t seem that bothered.


Once again at the end of the halftime show the majority of the living room headed to the bathroom, giving me another awesome viewing opportunity, including Zoe and Quill who didn’t seem bothered by my seeing them pee.

In total I went to the bathroom about a dozen times and witnessed over 200 women pee. And I am only counting times I could see the pee exiting their bodies, not the women who were blocked from view. Some of the women I saw more than once so I probably saw about 100 unique women pee.

Right after I peed, I got a text from Julie telling me that our Uber will be arriving in 20 minutes and to meet out front then.



When I met Julie outside, I was introduced to Nicole and Jessica. I remembered them from earlier the first time I saw them peeing Nicole declared, “the best thing about being drunk is not caring who sees you pee” and Jessica added, “I don’t even care who sees me when I am sober”.

All four of us have switched to water and we each had a 44 oz paper cup of water.

Julie tells us that the uber is running 15 minutes late. Nicole asks Julie to tell her when the Uber is 5 minutes away.
Julie: “Okay, but why?
Nicole “So I can empty my bladder right before our ride home”
Julie “You can’t get to and from the bathroom in 5 minutes”
Nicole: “True, but I can take a quick piss in the backyard in that time”

About 15 minutes later:

There are a bunch of us waiting for Ubers. One group of 2 men and 2 women says to the rest of us. “Our uber is almost here, we are gonna take a quick potty break, if they come tell them we will be right back” And the four of them ran into the back yard. Less than 30 seconds later their uber arrived. Julie tells the driver that they are peeing in the backyard but will be ready momentarily. Julie then says to me, Nicole and Jessica, “we should do the same our driver will be here in seven minutes”
Uber driver: “I am soooo jealous”
Julie: “Why”
Driver: “I really really need to pee. I have been driving non-stop since 2, when I accepted this trip I needed to go, but not this bad and didn’t think I would have an issue but now I realize it was a serious mistake.”
Jessica:”Feel free to pop a squat with us”
Driver: “I wish. If someone reported me to Uber I would be in big trouble”
Jessica “Nobody is going to report you”
Just then the driver starts spasming. “I guess I will have to risk that, because there is no way I am going to keep my pants dry much longer.”

The five of us head toward the backyard with the uber driver doing the pee-pee dance. On the way we see the other four heading back.
Jessica: “Hey your uber driver hasn’t had a potty break since 2 and really needs one. You cool with not reporting her if she pops a squat?”
Them: “of course we wouldn’t report her for that. We just did the same thing”
Driver: “Thank you”
We relieve ourselves. It was too dark to really see anything but the Uber driver was in a squatted position for quite a long time and let out some loud sighs.

Our driver arrives shortly after.

Less than 5 minutes into the trip we get stopped at a railroad crossing and have to wait for a very long and slow freight train. In total it takes about 15 minutes. Part of the conversation while we waited:
Driver: “God I wish this train would hurry up”
Nicole: “I guess the quicker you drop us off the sooner you can get another trip and the more money you can make”
Driver: “Actually once I drop you off I am going to go on break. And I am really looking forward to taking a break. Speaking of which, relative to where I am dropping you off, where is the closest fast food restaurant?”
Me:”There isn’t much downtown that is open at this time of night other than bars” There is a bunch of fast food restaurants about 15 minutes north of the city.”
Driver: “How about gas stations?”
Me “Same…. Actually there is one that is pretty close. We will go right by it you can’t miss it, but I will point it out just to be sure”
Julie: “There is?”
Me: Yeah, they are a combo gas station fried chicken restaurant. Best chicken in town
Driver: Perfect.
Julie: “Oh, I know the place you are talking about. I hate them. They are fucking evil”
Me: “What is there not to love about them, their chicken is awesome and about half the price as KFC”
Julie: “They have a sign advertising they have clean restrooms and then when you stop there they have out of order signs on the bathrooms that are so old the paper has turned yellow and the ink is faded. Twice I have stopped there, because I was super desperate. There is nothing worse than when you really need to pee and you think you are on the verge of reaching a bathroom and then you have to keep holding. I was stopping there even though I was only 5 minutes from home because I was super desperate and then they extended my time before I reached the bathroom. I hate places like that”
Nicole: “Completely agree. They fooled me a couple of times too”
Driver; “As an uber driver places like that are the bane of my existence. I don’t know how many times I have stopped at a gas station to pee only to leave frustrated and even more desperate. I have stopped at 7 places like that today”
Jessica: “I never let that stuff bother me”
Julie: “How? Do you have some sort of super bladder”
Jessica: “No, but if I stop somewhere to empty my bladder, I empty my bladder. If they don’t have a bathroom then I water a bush or leave a puddle next to the dumpster, but I never leave a gas station with a full bladder.”
Nicole: “I have no problem popping a squat when I am drunk, but not when I am sober. And if I am driving somewhere I am sober. I have peed behind a few gas station dumpsters but I was drunk and someone else was driving”
Julie: “Me too. Last time I peed outside sober I was 8 years old on the side of the road coming back from the beach. Although I have to say having Jessica’s attitude would be super convenient.”
Driver:”I don’t have a problem popping a squat sober, and have done so many times on my own road trips. But I would get in a ton of trouble if someone reported me to uber.”
Me; “I am with Jessica. It is pretty rare I leave a gas station with a full bladder. I have lost count how many times I have peed behind the dumpster at the chicken place. But it is cruel of them to offer free refills on drinks but lie about the restrooms being in service. “

Once the train passes we all kinda zone out.

A while later I woke up to a screaming bladder. Before I can ask for a stop….

Nicole: “I know we are almost home, but there is a turnoff a mile up ahead. Can we please stop? I need to pee.”
Julie: “We are only 10 minutes from home can’t you wait? I need to pee too, but let's be respectful of the driver's time. Sooner she drops us off, the sooner she can go on her break”.
Me: “My bladder is screaming, and I really need to pee now. But I agree we should respect the driver's time. How much of an extra tip would you feel is fair for a quick pee stop?”
Driver:” First off. According to my GPS. There is a detour and we are actually 35 minutes away.”
Julie: “ I can wait ten minutes, not 35.”
Driver: “ Instead of an extra tip. Are you guys willing to promise not to report me to Uber for popping a squat? Uber has no problem with me stopping so you can pee. But if I pee too and you complain I will get in big trouble. I have been driving since 1 and have been having serious pee spasms since we stopped for the train”
We all agreed not to report her.

[ed12]

Once we stop we all just start peeing right next to the SUV. It is too dark to see anything, Only seconds later we see a sheriff's vehicle pull into the rest area. We all say, “oh shit” The uber driver starts crying and muttering about losing her job. A female officer gets out and pops a squat. It is not until she is peeing that she realizes she is not alone. The light from the cop car isn’t enough to make out anyones anatomy, but it does reflect off the streams making those visible. The four of us all finish at about the same time, but the sheriff is still squatting and the driver is still going strong. A little bit later I see the sheriff pull up her pants and walk towards us. The uber driver continues flowing.
Sheriff:”So have you guys been drinking?”
Julie: “The four of us are drunk, but she is sober and driving”
Sheriff:”Are you sure you haven’t had anything to drink today?”
Uber driver: “Just coffee and gatorade”
Sheriff: “When a woman pees in public it is usually a pretty good sign that she is drunk, are you sure you haven’t been drinking?”
Nicole: “You just peed in public, are you drunk?”
Sheriff: “I have been on duty since 3 without a break.”
Nicole: “And she has working since 1 without a break”
Sherriff: “What is your employment?”
Uber driver: “Uber driver.”
Sheriff: “Why are you crying?”
Uber driver: “I am going to lose my job.”
Sherriff: “Licence and registration”
Uber driver: “They’re in the car.”
Sheriff: “Get them once you are done. I would like to see id from all of you.
Uber driver: “Can you please not give me a public urination ticket if Uber finds out I peed in public while driving, I will lose my job. They treat those worse than speeding tickets.”
Sheriff: “You won’t be getting a public urination ticket. It would be extremely hypocritical of me. I have never issued a public urination citation for someone peeing at a roadside rest area and never will, that is why they are here.”
Uber Driver: “Thank you.”
Sheriff:” Don’t thank me yet. You are going to take a sobriety test, if you fail that, you are getting arrested”.
The uber driver finally runs dry and we were all super impressed with how much she could hold.
The sheriff runs our ids and everything comes back clean. The breath test shows 0.0.
Sheriff: ”By the way there is an accident up ahead and the road is closed you are going to need to take the next left and detour around it”
Uber driver: “Yeah I got an alert on the GPS”
The uber driver pops open the back of the SUV revealing a case of bottled water. She quickly sucked down an entire half liter. “My throat is so parched, but I didn’t dare add anything more to my bladder.” She then offered them to us.

It took 40 minutes to get home. Well, actually to a bar that is a mile from home but half way between our apartments. The driver gives us each another bottle of water.
Julie: “Enjoy your break, I am sure you earned it.”
Uber driver: “I am actually picking someone up on the next block, the purpose of the break was so I could empty my bladder, already took care of that.”
Once the uber leaves
Julie: “I am not super desperate, but the walk home will be much more comfortable if I empty my bladder first”
Me: “My bladder won’t make it home. Do you want to go into the bar and use their bathrooms?”
Julie:” Are you kidding, have you ever been in that bar?”
Me; “No”.
Julie: “The line to the women’s room is always a mile long. Let's go behind the dumpster instead.”
When we went behind the dumpster we surprised three women who were peeing. They were very upset that I had entered the women’s area.
Julie explained that there is never a line to the men’s room so it is rare for guys to pee behind the dumpster.

The game must have ended right when we started walking home because the bars and parties started emptying out and the street got busy. Many folks head behind dumpsters and down alleyways. We pass a few groups of people peeing between parked cars.

As we are walking home an ambulance goes by with lights and sirens. And a fire truck without its lights flashing. Then we turned the corner to see what was the scene of a bad accident. There is a fire engine, 3 cop cars, 4 tow trucks and many mangled cars. The street is closed to traffic but there is no indication that the sidewalks are closed and it is the most direct path so we go down the street. As we are approaching the fire engine we notice 2 firefighters by the back tires holding their coats as to block something or someone.
The older firefighter yells at us, “what are you looking at keep moving”
Julie yells back, “sorry, just curious about what is going on”.
Just then a very young female firefighter stands up pulling up her pants. The older firefighter yells, “nothing that concerns you, just a dedicated first responder getting some much needed relief after 5 hours straight of responding to multiple incidents.”
The river she created ran almost the length of the fire engine.
The female firefighter thanks the other two and is smiling ear to ear.
Younger FF: “Something funny? What is with the big grin?”
Female FF “The absolute euphoria of relief from finally emptying my bladder, I really needed to go. I really should have popped a squat when you went. It seems like every time I am bursting but decide to hold it until we get back to the station, we get another call. I was so close to wetting myself.” She then adds, “I wonder what she wants?” A female cop is briskly walking towards the firefighters.
The younger firefighters says, “I bet she is coming over to issue you a ticket for public urination”
Female FF:”I really hope you’re joking”
Older FF: “He better be joking. Otherwise my counterparts on the interdepartmental cooperation committee will be getting a fucking earful. Let's pack up and hopefully get back to the station and dig into the superbowl spread before the next call, I’m starving.”.
When the cop arrives the older FF barks, “and how can we assist you?”
Cop: [dancing] ”I was wondering if you could do me a huge personal favor.”
Female FF asks “How can we help?”
Cop: “I have been non-stop since 4 and on the verge of flooding my trousers. Would you be kind enough to block for me as well”
Female FF: “Absolutely we will” The three firefighters block and the cop goes behind their wall of coats.
Older FF [to us and the others watching]: “I told you to move along now get going.”

As we are cutting through the parking lot of our apartment building…
Julie: [starting to fidget] “God, I hope the elevator is quick tonight. I need to pee”.
Me: “Yeah, me too, but unlikely, we have the slowest elevator in the world. I don’t know if this happens to you but if I need to pee as soon as I get on the elevator my desperation level skyrockets and the entire ride up to my apartment is absolute torture.”
Julie: “Yeah, same.”
Me: “So, I am going to avoid that tonight.”
Julie: “I would love to avoid that, but how?”
Me: “How is this for a solution?” I unzipped and started peeing.
Julie: “yeah, that works” and she pops a squat next to me.

We arrive at the elevator at the same time as 3 men and 3 women all very much in need of a bathroom. The light shows that the elevator is on the second floor. One of the guys says, “I really hope it is on the second floor going down and not the second floor going up”
The elevator spends quite some time on the second floor. Finally the second floor light turns off and we anxiously wait to see if the doors open. Twenty seconds later the #3 light turns on.
Same guy: “Honey, here are the keys to the apartment. I can’t wait any longer. I am going behind the dumpster. I’ll meet you up there, although with how slow the elevator is I might be back before it comes”
The other two guys also decide to water the dumpster rather than wait. One of the women shouts, “heathens” as they leave.
Shortly afterwards, a woman returning from walking her dog arrives. She mentioned that tonight she saw more humans than canines relieving themselves outside.
Then a couple both in desperate need of bladder relief arrive.
Woman: “I call first dibs on the bathroom”.
Man : “You can have the toilet, I will pee in the shower”.
Woman:” Gross, don’t pee in the shower. “
Man: “I need to pee so your choices are I get to use the toilet first or I pee in the shower or I pee in the kitchen sink, take your pick.”
Woman: “Don’t you dare pee in the kitchen sink, use the shower but make sure you rinse it afterwards.”
Finally the elevator arrives and we all live on 7 different floors. Right before reaching the second floor the elevator stops and goes pitch black. A few people use the flashlight feature of their phones to illuminate the elevator.
Then one of the women calls 911 to report that we are trapped in the elevator. The dispatcher asks our location and a bunch of questions to determine if anyone is in actual danger. The dispatcher tells us that she has no reports of power outages in the area and that she is notifying the landlord, the elevator company, and power company of the situation. The dispatcher tells us that a fire department rescue squad will be dispatched when one becomes available for a non-life threatening rescue but with the number of car accidents they are currently dealing with that might be a while.

Julie kisses me on the cheek and says, “that's for having the foresight to pee in the parking lot. I am soooo glad we did that”

[ed12]

One of the women tells us that she can’t wait any longer and tells us to turn off our cell phone lights so she can pop a squat. The dogwalker objects to this not wanting to stand in her puddle of pee. A bit of an argument ensues between the 5 people who are on the verge of wetting their pants and the 3 of us who aren’t and don’t want to stand in their pee. The dogwalker suggests/offers dog poop bags for them to pee in. She gives each of them three bags so they can triple the bags for added strength and to make sure they don’t leak. As soon as the guy gets his bags he starts peeing. The women wait until all the phone lights are off so they can pee in privacy. About 15 seconds after we turn off all the cell phones the first woman declares, “it is working, thank god” then others also indicate that they are successfully peeing in the bag. And then the light turns back on and the elevator starts moving down. The guy is done and zipping up. The women scream and demand the guys close our eyes. I ignored their demand and watched the four women fill the bags with their pee. Then the elevator doors open on the first floor to a large crowd including our landlord, maintenance manager, a police officer and about three dozen tenants further embarrassing the ladies who are still filling the bags with pee.

****

Next day I woke up with a medium grade hangover. My headache tempts me to get a large coffee, but not wanting to deal with a screaming bladder during a long meeting I stick with a small.

When I get to the office Katie and Liz are already there.
Liz: “I want to talk to you about yesterday”
Me: “I know, we are pretending like it never happened”
Liz: “Actually, we were thinking just the opposite. The six of us discussed it afterwards and kinda agreed. You saw us peeing. We saw you peeing. It wasn’t the end of the world. A bit awkward but not the end of the world. As you know we often are in virtual meetings and in great need of bladder relief. So we were wondering if you would be upset if rather than enduring the pain of a screaming bladder if sometimes we peed in a bottle or if you would be okay with that.”
Me: “Yeah, I would be fine with that. I assume it would okay for me to pee in a bottle as well”
Liz: “Of course but you seem to never get that desperate.”
Me; [I lift up my small coffee cup] “In large part by limiting my liquid intake. Only reason I didn’t get an extra large like you is to avoid being desperate to pee. But I have a parched throat drinking a couple of bottles of gatorade and then refilling them sounds appealing. Speaking of peeing in bottles, you ladies do that when I am not in the room, right?”
Katie: “Yeah. We wondered if you knew, you never said anything”
Me: “I suspected it for quite some time. The time that really convinced me, was the time you were so desperate you had your hand down your pants and then when I came back from the men’s room you were fine. One doesn’t go from super desperate to fine unless they pee”
Katie: “Yeah, we were kinda expecting you to say something.”
Katie then takes a medical grade 2L pee bottle out of a box by her desk, removes the female adaptor and hands it to me: “My sister works in medical supply. I have spares if it gets damaged. Make sure the lid is on tight and empty and rinse it every night. By the way, me, Ashley, Abbie and Liz need to be extremely desperate to pee in front of a guy sober. So it is going to be pretty rare we pee in front of you. Quill and Zoe on the other hand have no problem peeing in front of a guy.. There has probably only been 3 or 4 times I have gotten desperate enough to pee in front of you But figured it was better to have that as an option than not. And Quill & Zoe really wants the option.”
Me: “I didn’t say anything because I figured it would just embarrass you. I assume the time you had your hand down your pants was one of the times you would have been willing to pee in front of me”
Katie: “Absolutely. It is specifically that experience that caused me to agree with Quill’s idea”
Me: “In that case I am going to the vending machine”
Just as I return from the vending machine with a Mt Dew, gatorade and water. Quill, Zoe and Abbie walk in….
Katie: “Quill, Ed agreed with your idea”
Quill: “Good I was counting on that. I would be in serious trouble if he said no.” [shows her near empty 44 oz togo cup] “This and the coffee I had this morning is already filling up my bladder”
Zoe [Sucks down much of a 44oz cup of iced coffee] “Oh good.”
Abbie looks at her watch: “shit I don’t have time to use the ladies room before I log in”
Quill: “not a problem anymore”


We all sign in for a required meeting that starts promptly at 9:00. 90% of the meetings are an utter waste of time. So many folks would ignore it so the company installed software that randomly prompts you to confirm you are still at your computer by placing your thumb on the thumb reader. Originally it only required moving your mouse, but people were having a coworker move the mouse for them so they could use the bathroom that they switched to the thumb reader. [Sometimes I feel upper management is just evil] Also if you use the time productively by responding to emails etc. management will know you weren’t paying attention so instead we mostly just play games on our phones. Today I used the time to edit this forum post that I had dictated when I got home.

As soon as Quill signs into the meeting, she takes a pee bottle out of her bag and gets relief.

Our VP announces that the meeting is going to be shorter than originally scheduled. Instead of running from 9 to 12:30 it will be ending at 11:30 but because the meeting will be shorter there won't be a fifteen minute break at 10:45. Katie, Abbie and Liz's facial expressions show serious disgust with the announcement. Zoe giggled.

It doesn’t take long for Quill’s bladder to refill, she empties her bladder for a second time and she opens up a liter bottle of water. Abbie & Zoe started some mild fidgeting, Katie and Liz seemed fine.

My coffee and Mt Dew request an exit just as Quill empties her bladder for a third time. As soon as she finishes, I get relief. Quill offers me a bottle of hand sanitizer. At this point Abbie is showing obvious signs of being desperate, Liz, Ashley and Katie are starting to fidget as well. Once I finish peeing, Zoe starts peeing, “I don’t like peeing in front of a guy unless I get to see him pee first.”

At 10:45 ….. Abbie: “This sucks, if we were having the longer meeting we would be taking our ten minute break right about now”
Quill: “Then take a break. He has already seen you pee. It doesn’t look any different expelling used coffee than it does expelling used beer.”
Abbie: “I need be more desperate than this to pee in front of a guy when sober”
Quill: “Suit yourself”

About 20 minutes later Abbie grabs her crotch and dances like crazy. She quickly pulled her pee bottle out of her bag, pulled down her pants and got relief.

Once Abbie was done, Quill inquired, “Feel better?”
Abbie: “Yes” [Abbie pulls a bottle of gatorade from her bag] “And to reward myself for emptying my bladder I am going to quench my dry mouth, my mouth feels like sandpaper.”

Both me and Quill empty our bladders again.

Liz, Ashley and Katie are visibly uncomfortable. Liz: “I wish I was as casual as Quill & Zoe about peeing in front of a guy sober” Quill encouraged her to get relief. Liz says that it is probably fifty-fifty she will get desperate enough before the meeting ends for her to resort to a bottle. Katie says that it is very unlikely for her, that she has to go but is nowhere close to being desperate enough. Ashley says she doesn’t know if she will get desperate enough to pee in front of me.

At 11:55 the meeting is still going and Liz, Ashley and Katie are quite desperate. Abbie was fidgeting again as well.

Liz: “Okay, I think I am desperate enough to pee in front of a guy” She pulls down her pants and underwear, places a bottle under herself, but nothing comes out. [whispering] “Okay, just relax and release” Still nothing. “God, I hate being pee shy. Unless I am super drunk or super desperate I can’t pee in front of a guy. I thought I was desperate enough.”

Liz stands with her pants down and a bottle under her for about two minutes when Zoe announces, “I need to pee again” and starts undoing her pants. Just then the VP announces the end of the meeting, Liz pulled her pants up, Zoe rebuttons her pants and Liz, Katie & Abbie rushed out of the room with Zoe following.

Liz and Katie both return at the same time and relatively quickly.

Me: “That was quick. You both used the ladies room that quickly?”

Liz: “I used the men’s room. You are the only guy in the office today and unlike Bill, I didn’t think you would mind.

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Quill looks at her pee bottle that is now ¾ full. “I better empty it while I have the chance, don’t want to run out of room this afternoon” She then puts the bottle in her bag.
Me: “I should do the same.”
Quill: “I will empty it for you”
Me: “Thanks”


In the afternoon we each have a bunch of meetings. All six of the ladies have meetings run over and are unable to get away from their desks for a pee break. Not a problem for Quill (or me), but the other five are growing desperate. I have a ten minute break before my next meeting but having just peed in a bottle, I decide to use the time to reply to emails. When Zoe realizes I am not leaving the room for a midafternoon break she pees in a bottle.
Quill: “Hey, can you do me a huge favor. I am stuck at my desk. Could you get me a soda from the vending machine?”
Me: “Sure, can’t say no to that, after you emptied my pee bottle for me”

When I return Abbie, Katie, Ashley and Liz are no longer fidgeting.

At the end of the day when we are getting ready to go home, I notice that Quill hasn’t opened the soda I got her from the vending machine.
Me: “Did you ask me to get you the soda because you were thirsty or because your coworkers prefer I am not in the room when they empty their bladders?”
Quill turned bright red but didn’t say anything.
Katie: “Quill is a team player”
Me: “Yes, she is”

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Originally Posted by ed12

Nancy: “No, don’t. It was an issue for about a week or two this past summer right after you came back from vacation. It hasn’t been an issue for months. Also I got the sense that the kids weren’t as curious about seeing me naked as they were about how a 6 foot 6 plus sized grownup fits on a kid sized toilet. Now if you will excuse me my bladder desperation significantly exceeds my modesty level.”
Me: “Yeah, I need to go too.”

the woman was 6ft6?

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Originally Posted by yellowii

the woman was 6ft6?

Yeah, she was big. Funny thing was her husband is only 4"10". Hilarious seeing them stand next to each other. Actually at one point she was sitting on the coach and he was standing next to her and she was still taller. She wasn't a football fan but she was wearing a NY Giants sweatshirt, she said, "these be my people"

She had also had a huge bladder but a tiny pee hole, one of the thinnest streams I have ever seen, so It took her a very long time to pee.

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Originally Posted by ed12

Yeah, she was big. Funny thing was her husband is only 4"10". Hilarious seeing them stand next to each other. Actually at one point she was sitting on the coach and he was standing next to her and she was still taller. She wasn't a football fan but she was wearing a NY Giants sweatshirt, she said, "these be my people"

She had also had a huge bladder but a tiny pee hole, one of the thinnest streams I have ever seen, so It took her a very long time to pee.

a clean thin stream that belonged at a urinal?

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Originally Posted by ed12

Liz: “I used the men’s room. You are the only guy in the office today and unlike Bill, I didn’t think you would mind.

has Liz ever mentioned using the urinal?