Penelope Pees

By Jeff White

Urolagnia. A wet story. Penelope loses her bladder control after a few drinks, but that's all to the good: it turns out that she is also aroused by the loss of control. And a quick search of any porn site suggests that women peeing is popular.
No surprise then that when her company takes its staff on a week away, in a beach town where nobody know them, Penelope and her friend Anna get up to some riotous stuff. The golden showers flow fast and wild, and that leads to some other activities in the same areas of their bodies.
An adult story. Not suitable for under-18s. Do not buy if you like your lovemaking to be more conventional

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jeff White
• Release date: Dec 4, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005054700

Jeff White

I am a middle-aged Englishman, ok a young 56-yr-old, who has spent many years serving refreshments to a largely sympathetic public; I've now stepped back from that, and am doing a bit of writing, both adult and otherwise, and offering assistance to prospective e-publishers, ie helping to format and upload ebooks.

Book preview

Prologue

PENELOPE was almost home. She could see her street from where she was standing; she could even see the third streetlight, the one that used to keep her awake when she was a child. She knew she wasn't going to make it though. She should have gone to the loo before she left the pub. Or she should not have had that last beer. Whatever; she was going to pay for it now. She felt the first spurt of warm liquid leak though her knickers and onto her jeans and, looking down, she saw a dark patch start to spread on the blue denim. She couldn't resist now and, standing still, she let the torrent of hot piss soak her jeans, from her cunt down to her trainers, and she felt strangely comforted by the sensation. More than comforted: Penelope felt aroused! She looked around; the street was still deserted. Unable to help herself, she unfastened the button of her jeans and pulled the zip down. Her right hand slipped in, down under the elastic of her knickers, and a slim finger found her clitoris. She ran the fingertip around it in circles, ever faster, ever harder, until something else gushed from her to add to the wetness of her clothes …

Off On Our Hols

PENELOPE saw the email from her manager and, with some trepidation, clicked to open it. It was a request that all the staff should meet in reception after work that evening for a talk from the manager. She wondered who had performed badly, and how many staff would lose their jobs! However, when they gathered later that day, it was obvious that it was not bad news: for a start, there were champagne and canopies laid out. Derek, the manager, ushered them all in and insisted that they grab a glass, before addressing them.

I know that the last time I called you all together, some two years ago, it was to talk about some difficulties with our turnover, and sadly we lost colleagues that day. However, I am pleased to tell you that, thanks to your hard work, this company's fortunes have completely turned around, and we are now looking at our best ever performance. As a reward for that, we have arranged this little champagne buffet, so please help yourself to as much as you would like. You have earned it.

He allowed them to take that in, and drink more champagne, before going on. More importantly, I hope, is that I have arranged a, shall we say, team-building exercise: a week on the south coast, all inclusive!

There was silence for ten seconds while the employees took that in, and then there was a loud cheer. One voice said, What's included?

Your hotel accommodation, all meals, and all drinks, Champagne excluded, I'm afraid, but everything else is unlimited. You can show the world that accountants are not as boring as people think we are!

That got a laugh, but Penelope, aware of her incontinence when she drank, said softly to