A Pile Of Lemons: Sexual Stories

Fear Wetting (no smut)

My date forgot to go potty before I picked her up earlier. It definitely upped the desperation meter after she drank a large soda and a peanut butter banana milkshake. Being able to share her company after not seeing her for a few months was the best part about dinner. On the drive to the haunted house she was rocking and pressing the heels of her palms into the seat, gently swaying side to side. I reassured her that I would protect her from any clowns and teased her about getting desperate so soon. The haunted house is run in a local trailer park so they don't exactly have the biggest of budgets. This year they had a life-size Pinhead animatronic by the door so that was cool, even if it was to the standards of what you would find in a place like Lowe's. The house started out simple, just a few limb and gore props and dimmed, misty rooms. As we progressed they upped the ante though, giving us both a few small frights with child actors that I thought were dolls at first glance and the traditional scary clown room. 

We stopped halfway through for a small break so that I could check in on her. Her jeans had a few dark streaks and patches already and her knees were pressed together. I offered her my arm and she clung to it the rest of the way. We admired some cheap holographs in the next room and I shielded her from discount Freddy Krueger and dime store Chucky. I could feel that we were entering the last room. Everything was darker and quiet, they didn't even have the atmosphere music this time. I kissed her head, reassuring her that it was almost over and then he struck. The chainsaw guy came running at us with a headlamp on and I froze as she bolted, leaving me with him. I came back to my senses and hobble-ran after her, finding her shaking by my car and holding herself tight. There were much more obvious lines down her legs and she leaned into me as she finally lost it, wetting herself in my arms and whimpering. I pulled the towel I had from driving with my dog out from what passes as the trunk of my car and laid it out on the passenger seat for her to sit on. We drove back to my place in a cool silence, holding hands and listening to the radio.