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"Godamnit Jen, I did it again."

"Did what?"

"I left the office without peeing and now I'm about to wet myself."

"Jesus Christ, Rae! Again? What is that? The third time this month?"

"It's the third time this week! I don't know how I keep putting myself in this situation."

"Come on. You know why."

"I do?"

"It's been happening ever since you broke up with David. He may have been an asshole, but you loved it when he forced you to hold it for him."

"I do miss some parts of him."

"I bet you don't miss his filthy mouth. He used to say some straight-up mean things to you."

"I don't miss the things he used to say, but I sure miss his mouth. Well, more his tongue. That man loved to eat pussy and he was damn good at it."

"You'll find somebody else who can make you cum and doesn't degrade you in front of your friends."

"True. But I guess until then, I'll just have to deal with subconsciously forcing myself to drive home with a full bladder."

"Be careful. One of these days you're going to get pulled over or get in an accident."

"Accident maybe, but there's never any cops out here. That's one of my favorite parts about living on a back road."

"And there's no bathrooms."

"That too." They both laughed.

"I've got to go. Let me know if you make it home or if I need to come help you clean a grown woman's piss out of the car … again."

"I'm pretty sure I can make it as long as I don't get stuck behind any slow drivers."

"Good luck," Jennifer said and hung up the phone. She immediately flipped through her contacts looking for the number of the guy she'd met at the bar last week. She squealed with excitement when she found it.

"Hey. What's up? I'm so glad you finally called," he said.

"Are you on duty?" Jennifer asked hurriedly.

"No, but I just got off so I'm still in my cruiser in uniform if you need something."

"Perfect. Do you remember that girl I told you about? The one who shares a certain interest of yours."

"I never should have told you about that."

"I think you're going to be very happy you told me."

"Why's that?"

"Just listen. I have an idea."

Rae took a deep breath as she rounded the last bend before her driveway. She was actually going to make it. She squeezed her thighs together as hard as she could and pressed her hand into her crotch. The closer she got to the bathroom the more difficult it was to keep her composure.

She must have been more distracted than she thought because she did not notice the cop car until she heard the siren. "Fuck!" she screamed as she saw the lights in her rear-view mirror. She pulled into her driveway and the cop pulled in behind her. She prayed that he would let her pee before writing her a ticket.

Slowly. Agonizingly slowly, he got out of his cruiser and ambled up to her driver's side window. "Do you know how fast you were going, ma'am?"

"Yes, it's just that I …"

"I don't want to hear any excuses. License and registration, please."

Rae reached into her glove box and retrieved the documents. As she handed them to the officer she said, "I'm so sorry, but I really need to …"

"The only thing you need to do is sit still while I do my job, ma'am, and then you can be on your merry way." He walked away.

As she sat there waiting she thought to herself, it was just her luck that a cop happened to be out here. What were the odds? He must have been coming out of someone's driveway. She prayed that he would work quickly and let her go without issue. She didn't even care about the ticket.

He took what felt like an eternity to do whatever cops do after they take your information, but finally, he was walking back to her car. She smiled as politely as she could manage as he approached the window. "Ma'am, I'm going to need you to step out of the vehicle, please."

"Is that really necessary?"

"I wouldn't ask you to do it if I didn't think it was necessary."

"Sir, I apologize, but I am about to-"

"You are about to get out of this vehicle, ma'am, and calmly place your hands on the trunk so I can pat you down."

"Yes, sir," Rae said defeated, but his tone was also starting to turn her on.

She got out of the car. Standing made her predicament much worse. He followed her to the back of the car. "Hands on the truck, please. Legs shoulder-width apart." Not pressing her hands between her legs was hard enough. Spreading her them without losing control might not be possible. She bent forward and placed her hands on the trunk. Slowly she spread her legs trying desperately to keep the tension in her groin.

"Wider," he ordered. She almost lost control as she scooted her feet apart. If only this man knew what he was doing to her.

He began patting her down. Every time his hands touched her, she worried she would lose control and pee all over him. As he finished patting down her legs, she realized, if he pressed at all on her bladder she would lose it. His hands slid over her hips and onto her belly. He pressed and immediately the flood gates opened. Urine erupted from her body into her jeans. She tried to stop the flow, but it was too late. She simply sighed and resigned herself to the fact that she was peeing her pants in front of a cop, while he was searching her.

The release in tension was almost orgasmic and for a moment she forgot where she was. She felt the warm wetness spread down her legs, slowly trickling downwards as she continued to pee. Eventually, the denim could not retain any more moisture and urine started to drip onto her feet. Thank god she was wearing sandals this time. Pee-soaked socks were the worst.

As her stream slowed, she remembered where she was and who was watching her. She turned her head to look at him embarrassed, but was surprised to see a smile on his face. As she was about to rebuke him for enjoying her humiliation, he said, "Jennifer says hi."

"Oh my god! Are you serious?"

"You're free to go, but if you'd ever like to do this again or maybe get dinner, give me a call. Jennifer has my number. Oh, and you really shouldn't be speeding. Eventually, you will crash." With that he shuffled back towards his cruiser, leaving her still standing with her hands on the trunk stunned.

"Wait!" She yelled as he was about to get back in the car. He turned back towards her. "Don't you need to finish searching me?" she said, sticking her ass out at him and smiling seductively.