I Have to Wee

Arrival

I knew I wouldn't make it much longer. I could feel myself losing control, and knew that I wouldn't be able to endure the journey ahead. A few bus-stops in, my boyfriend caught the bus, and he sat on the seat opposite, admiring my legs as usual. I leaned over to kiss him, and felt the urge increase greatly. I squealed, and he immediately knew why - he's good at noticing the small things about me. He placed his hand on my belly, and began to add pressure to it. I took a deep breath, and managed to maintain control. My boyfriend turned to me; "£50 if you continue to hold until the end of the day." I have no idea what was going through my head at the time, but I agreed.

The bus arrived outside the school grounds (just up the road, the nearest stop on the route). We walked together into the grounds, and took a seat on one of the benches. My bladder was beginning to bulge quite noticeably; "How am I going to hide this?" He told me to tell everyone I was pregnant, and that I was due in a few months time (this way, Summer would have kicked in). I told him I couldn't do it for the entire day, I had PE at the end of the day. "You'll be perfectly fine, let's make it £100 if you can keep going until bed-time." I almost began to cry, and agreed to accept his offer, again not knowing what was going on in my head.