Sue’s Desperation

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“Shit!” Brian yelled and tried the key to the ignition again. There was no sound, no clicks or any other noise that would be associated with the starter turning over the engine on his truck.

“This fuckin’ piece of shit!” He yelled and got out to pop open the hood. I followed him from the passenger side and we both looked over the engine for any obvious loose wires at the battery or the starter. I crawled underneath the big pick-up and found nothing amiss.

It was two in the afternoon on a sweltering Friday in late August of nineteen ninety six and we had just formed a partnership to wire commercial properties, apartment complexes, motels and hospitals for cable tv. We were three months into our venture and we were making serious money, much better than we expected. We contracted from the cable company itself and already had enough work lined up for the rest of the season. We figured we would assess our finances in December and see about getting new trucks then. For now we were stuck with our ten year old high mileage pieces of shit that we were constantly repairing.

“What now?” I asked. “I was hoping to miss rush hour and get home early.” I had left my truck at his house because it was about halfway to the jobsite. We were stranded at the apartment complex we were wiring and I had a date later. I needed to get back.

“I’ll call Sue to come get you so you can get to your date. I’ll stick around and wait for Triple A to get here. That could take hours.”

“That’ll work.” I said. “She’s gonna be pissed about it though.”

“She’ll get over it. She’s been on vacation this week doing shit around the house. Hopefully we can catch her before she starts in on the wine coolers. I better call her right now.” He laughed and walked away about twenty feet and dialed her up on the flip-phone.

I couldn’t hear exactly what she was saying but she wasn’t happy. I heard Brian’s side of the conversation and could tell he was getting pissed too. They have been bickering a lot lately and judging how my relationships went in the past it seemed to me like they were at the beginning of the end. He flipped the phone shut with a lot more force than necessary and walked back over.

“She’s not happy huh?”

“Nope. I’ll never hear the end of it either. She’s been a real bitch lately and I don’t know what’s going on. But she’s on her way.” He smiled at me and said “She told me since it was you she was rescuing she’d do it but I could find my own way home, she’s not doing the drive twice. I’ll call the office and get somebody to come and get me if Triple A can’t get it running. They’ll tow it to a mechanic.”

“Ok, sounds good,” I said. I hid my enthusiasm as I was secretly hoping to get some alone time with Sue, she was fun to be around and very good looking. She was a couple years younger than us at twenty six and very fit and trim. She was down to earth, more at home in jeans and a tee shirt than a dress and wasn’t afraid to get her hands dirty. She’d hang out with us in the garage when we were working on one of the trucks and would help out if she could.

We talked about work until she showed up. She didn’t get out of the car and barely talked to Brian while he explained the plan. I hopped into her Corolla and we were off. Once we were out of the parking lot and out of sight I could see her visibly relax. I watched her lean back into her seat with her head on the headrest and her eyes focused on the traffic. I took a moment to look her over; she was wearing tight cut-off jean shorts and a blue tank top with no bra. Her perky thirty four C’s were standing proud and her long legs looked good on her slim five foot six frame. I could see she had some dirt on her shirt and her knees were a little dirty too. Her hair was up in a messy ponytail, she looked beautiful. I was trying not to be too obvious about it but I failed.

She picked up her Big Gulp from 7-11 and took a long drink. Setting it back into the holder she said “Like what you see Nick?” She had caught me looking and I saw the smile on her face as she glanced over at me every few seconds while keeping an eye on the road. “I’m kinda dirty right now because I was working in the garden when he called. I just hopped in the car and left.”

“Well I greatly appreciate it. I’m supposed to meet Amy at the bar tonight I don’t want to be late.” I smiled at her and said “And the answer is yes, I like what I see, and I like a lady that’s a little dirty too.”

She roared with laughter and swatted me lightly before she replied “Down boy!” I laughed along with her and reminisced about one drunken night her and Brian were fighting and he stormed off to bed and passed out leaving us alone. We stayed up drinking and talking about their troubles and low key flirting for a couple more hours. Finally after both of us yawning at the same time we called it a night. We stood and hugged and I went in for a kiss. She kissed back for a few seconds then broke it off. Looking me in the eye she said “I’d bursa escort love to Nick but I’m with him. If I ever break up with him you’ll be the first to know. Agreed?”

“Agreed.” I answered. Every now and then we joke about ‘The agreement’ and he has no clue what we’re talking about.

Traffic was already building but still moving as we merged onto the highway. We were cruising along nicely and still had probably twenty five minutes to get to their house. She picked up her drink and took another long slug. I was sort of mesmerized watching the muscles in her long graceful neck move as she sucked through the straw and swallowed.

She noticed and laughed saying “Dude, you need to get laid. You looked like you were drooling just watching me swallow.”

“In my dreams I get to watch you swallow something completely different.” We both laughed and I came right back with “Maybe that explains the drool on my pillow this morning.” That cracked her up and I laughed along with her. This type of flirty banter was nothing new to us if Brian wasn’t around. I’ve known them for a few years now and we’re a pretty tight bunch. Almost every night we hang in the garage after work and the three of us always throw out sexy remarks and innuendos.

“Behave now, I’m trying to concentrate on the road here.” She was still smiling though so I knew I hadn’t pushed it too far. “Man, I should have pissed back at the job site.” She said and squirmed a little in her seat.

“So stop at a gas station, I’m not in that much of a hurry.”

“I should be ok, we’ll be home in twenty minutes or so.” There was a lull in the conversation for a few minutes and I kept glancing over at her, watching her move around in her seat. Her long legs were moving side to side, her knees almost touching the going back out wide. I tried not to stare but with her crotch coming into view with every movement I was once again caught staring. She opened her mouth to say something but looked ahead and hit the brakes.

“Shit!” She yelled as we both looked at what seemed like a mile of red brake lights. “Damn it that figures, the one time I forget to piss and we’re stuck.” I looked ahead and saw the cars in front of us coming to a stop. Three lanes of cars as far as I could see, they went around a curve so we had no idea just how long the traffic was backed up. After sitting at a standstill for a couple minutes traffic slowly started to inch ahead but never getting above ten miles an hour before coming to a stop again. This continued for another ten minutes and I could tell her condition was getting worse.

“Shit shit shit!” She yelled. “Every time I hit the brakes it wants to come out!” She was laughing now, embarrassed and self-conscious about the predicament she was in. Her face was red and she wouldn’t look at me.

“Do you want me to drive?” I asked and she finally looked over at me with an expression I’d never seen on her face before. It was like embarrassment, confusion and relief all at the same time.

“Oh God yes” She softly said and smiled sweetly at me. We locked eyes for a moment and she started to say something but she had to look back at traffic and the moment was over as quickly as it started. Traffic came to a stop again and she said “Ready?”

“Yup” I replied so she threw it in park and we both undid our seatbelts. I hopped out and ran around the car while she clambered over the console and settled in. We had more than enough time for me to adjust the mirrors and seat to my liking before traffic started moving again. We inched forward and stopped again and again while she squirmed in her seat and made all sorts of cute noises.

I said “Why don’t you empty your big gulp out the window and use that to piss into?” I looked at her side-eyed and saw her mouth open and close and then a grin came across her face as she stared at me.

“Oh you’d like that wouldn’t you ya pervert!” She was getting angry now along with being extremely uncomfortable. She collected her thoughts for a few seconds and in a calmer voice she said “Sorry Nick, but I’m miserable here and I don’t think I can piss in front of you.” She sat up straight in her seat and I noticed how the seatbelt cut a diagonal line between her breasts, accentuating just how perfect they were. Her nipples were hard and she was breathing heavily as she put both hands between her legs and tried to contain the flow. Seeing her do that made my cock twitch.

“I could get over to the shoulder and stop then you could open the door and squat, that would give you a little cover.”

“But you could see!”

“So?” I replied. “I won’t tell anyone and I’ll try to look straight ahead.” I lied and grinned.

“Sure you would.” She laughed but cut the laugh short. “Don’t make me laugh!” She was still grinning though. Traffic started moving slowly and I could see that all lanes were moving again. We were up to ten miles per hour and she said “Thank God, maybe I can make it home.”

“Maybe?’ bursa eskort I said with a smile. “I hope so or there will be a mess over there.” We were getting back up to speed limit now and passed the fender bender off to the side that caused the back-up. “You sure Sue? I can stop up here at Weber road and hit the Shell station.”

“Eww…no they have those outside bathrooms in a separate building that are always filthy and you have to go in to get the key. I think I’ll be ok if you use your right foot a little more!” I sped up a bit and did a little weaving through traffic. She was hanging on to the ‘Oh Shit’ handle with her right hand and the left was still between her legs kind of massaging and holding her pussy. I looked down there every few seconds as I kept an eye on the traffic. Watching her do that was one of the hottest things I’ve seen and my cock was hard.

She caught me looking and gave me a pained half-smile and just whispered “Stop staring, it helps when I hold it this way.” I just grinned and looked away, and tried to be discrete about adjusting my cock so it pointed up in my shorts and had room to grow. It was a futile effort though and she noticed and just shook her head.

“Fuck Nick, you’re turned on by this?” she said in a low voice.

“I’m sorry Sue, I can’t explain it. I’ve never been in a situation like this and my dick has a mind of its own sometimes.” I looked at her and saw she was blushing and even her neck was red. I was actually a little surprised that I was getting turned on. There was something about watching her being desperate to pee really did something for me. I was hard as a rock.

“Just hurry.” She said in a slightly annoyed tone. I looked back at traffic and tried not to be too obvious about looking at her. She had turned to look out the window but her hand was still in her crotch. A few minutes later we were at her exit. We circled around on the ramp and stopped at the light. I looked over and when she looked my way and I watched a tear start to roll down her cheek. She caught it and wiped both her eyes with her hands.

“I don’t know if I’ll make it.” She said. We were both looking around scouting a place to pull over but with rush hour going on there was nowhere. Her house was closer than the gas stations at this point.

“Only a couple more minutes Sue, hang in there.”

“Easy for you to say!” Her voice was choked with emotion as I pulled on to her street. She lived in an older neighborhood at the end of a cul-de-sac. She unbuckled her seat belt and had her hand on the door handle as I pulled into her drive. The driveway went to one side of the house to the back where there was the garage and the rest of the yard.

I pulled up next to my truck and as soon as I stopped she was out of the car and running towards the back door. I turned off the ignition and got out just in time to hear her let out a noise that sounded like no other I had heard before, kind of a strangled scream and a sob at the same time. She had stopped halfway to the house and as I got closer I could see that she had lost control and piss was running down her left leg. I stopped a few feet to the side of her and watched the wet spot spread all across her faded cut-offs.

“Don’t look!” She cried but I stood there transfixed. The sight of her wetting herself was amazing, I had never seen that before. She saw me staring at her crotch and shook her head and covered her face with both hands and started crying with embarrassment. I saw that her shorts were now wet front and back but most of the yellowish liquid was still going down one leg with just a little stream going down the other. Just then I caught a whiff of her piss and it excited me further. Sue was really sobbing now so I put an arm around her shoulder and gave her a side hug. The stream slowed and came to a stop and she took a deep breath and let it out.

“I’m so embarrassed!” she said as she pulled up the bottom of her tank top and wiped her nose and eyes. I saw her flat stomach and the top of her wet shorts that had ridden down to where I could see the top elastic of her blue panties.

“C’mon Sue, let’s get you into the house so you can change.” She nodded and we started towards the house but every time her left foot hit the ground I heard a distinct wet ‘squick, squick.’

She yelled “Ugh it’s in my shoe!” and almost started crying again and I cracked up laughing for a second before I caught myself. This lightened her mood a little and she sort of chuckled as she hopped on one foot over to the steps and sat down. She buried her face in both hands and said “You can’t tell anyone about this, I’m so embarrassed. Please don’t say anything.”

“I won’t, your secret is safe with me.” I said.

“Good, then I won’t have to tell anyone that you got a boner while watching me squirm in my seat. What the fuck is that all about anyway?”

“I dunno, like I said I’ve never seen a woman so desperate to pee before and it affected me. Plus you know how I feel about you so I guess it all added up.” There was an awkward silence for a few seconds so I just got down on my knees in front of her and started untying her shoes, dry one first.

She was still flustered and said “I can do it.”

I looked up at her and said “I got it, let me help you.” We locked eyes and stared at each other for a bit and I swear something passed between us before she broke eye contact and looked away. I decided to tell her what I had been thinking for the past few minutes.

“Ya know Sue, if I had my way I’d pull your shorts off and bury my face in there right now.” My words hung there in the silence and I looked away. I was beginning to regret them and just about to play it off as a joke when she touched my arm causing me to look back at her.

“Ok.” She said.

“I’m sorry, did I hear that right? You said ok?”

“Yeah, why not? We’ve been joking about it for a long time. It’s a little kinky for me but if that’s the way you really want it I’m game. Brian and I aren’t gonna last much longer and I told you you’d be the first to know. So now you know.”

“Does he know?” I asked.

“I think he doesn’t want to be the first to say it so he can put the blame on me. I’m going to tell him this weekend. He can stay here until he finds a place but it’s basically over, I think it has been for a while.”

I went back to work on her shoes, getting the dry one off and pulling her little sock off and tucking it into the shoe. Her feet were sweaty but it was ninety degrees out and I really didn’t mind. I resisted the urge to suck her toes; they were so cute and perfect. It took me a little longer to get the wet knot undone and when I got the shoe off I turned it upside down and a few drops of pee came out. We both laughed at that.

“C’mon.” She said and got up. “I have to get out of these right now.” I looked at the wet spot on the step she was sitting on that was the same shape as her ass. As I stood I watched that same wet ass as she went through the door. I was right behind her, my heart was beating fast in anticipation and I had butterflies in my stomach. This was new to both of us and I briefly thought about Brian before she grabbed my hand and pulled me into the house and shut the door.

The back door opened into a mud room/laundry area and I heard the lock click then she moved closer then stopped and looked right into my eyes. The air conditioning was working well, it felt great. We faced each other and locked eyes for a moment, it seemed like she was waiting on me to make the first move.

I leaned in to kiss her and she closed the distance and met my lips, throwing her arms around my neck and pressing her body against mine. I wrapped my hands around her waist and pulled her into me and I could feel the wetness of her shorts seeping through to mine.

We made out with passion for a couple minutes then she pulled back and asked “Can I shower? I haven’t taken one since yesterday morning and I’ve been sweating all day.”

“I’d rather you didn’t. I want you as you are.” She thought for a moment the sighed in resignation.

“You’re a nasty fucker huh? Alright then, enter at your own risk.” I grasped the bottom of her tank top and pulled up and she raised her arms automatically and let me pull it off. I tossed it on a big pile of sheets and blankets waiting to be washed. I took a moment to take in her tits, her nipples were tight and hard and the little bumps on her areole were showing. I palmed them and ran my thumbs over her nipples and looked down at her face. She looked so good with her eyes closed and mouth partly open as she started breathing harder.

I leaned over and took her right nipple into my mouth, running my tongue all around her hard little nub. She put her hands on the back of my head and pulled me in tight. She loosened her grip a little and I switched to the other and went to work. I caught a whiff of her scent and was greeted by the slightly musky odor of armpits. I didn’t mind a bit and took an extra-long breath through my nose as I licked and nursed on her perky 34C’s.

“Did you just sniff my pits?” It was half laughing and half curious question.

“Yup, and I liked it.” I replied then I moved up to kiss her lips, softly at first then a little longer. Her tongue touched my lips and I accepted it and we wrestled them together for a while.

She broke the kiss long enough to raise her right arm halfway and sniff her own pit. She made a face and said “I guess it’s not that bad.”

“Nope, smells like you. What’s not to like?”

“You’re weird. Now get me out of these shorts, they’re getting cold.”

I dropped to my knees and undid the button on her shorts and pulled the zipper down. I could feel the cold wetness as I peeled them down, her blue panties rolling halfway down then stopping on her ass and leaving her pussy barely covered. My eyes were fixed on the outline of her bush and a wet camel toe that was still sopping wet and dripping a few drops of her pee. I got the shorts down and she stepped out of them. I picked them up and threw them into the open washing machine hearing them land with a thud.

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