His face lit up & in moments the big old china one was on the floor in front of me. I took my time getting ready, taking my pants off slowly & handing them to him. They went straight to his nose, of course & after letting him have a good look did a very long pee watching myself as I went. He suddenly realised I was looking too.

“You don’t mind me joining you do you?”

“No!”

He moved closer as if he wanted us to watch together.

“Nice?”

“Mm!”

“Are you enjoying it?”

“Mm!”

“You like seeing me peeing in the potty, don’t you?”

“Mm!”

“I have only just started watching myself since I have met you.”

“Really?”

He looked guilty as if he was taking all the blame. As we watched he was getting very aroused & it showed.

“I hadn’t realised how wide my cunt opens when I squat. Usually when I pee on the Toilet it get quite wet but going like this it hardly needs wiping.”

“Mm!”

“I think you should just the same though, don’t you agree?”

“Mm!”

I was really getting to him. I pushed harder.

“Does my peephole open wider when I push?”

“Mm!”

“Do you prefer seeing it when it is open wide?”

“Mm!”

I pushed harder still.

“Is it opening really wide now.”

“Mm!”

“Nearly finished.”

“Mm!”

“Do you like me dribbling at the end?”

“Mm!”

“Sometimes it runs down my crack & trickles off my bum. Do you like that?”

“Mm.”

I imagined there would be some relieving done after I have gone!

I had spread one of the hand towels on the seat before getting the sandwiches I bought ready before making my tea while he was emptying the potty.

“Do you want a coffee?”

“Mm.”

He was obviously still very aroused. Bringing our drinks over I moved my chair so it was facing him & sat with feet dangling over the arms.

“Okay?”

He gave me a big smile.

“Mm!”

He never took his eyes off me the whole time while I read through some of the files I brought with me, his face buried in the crotch of my pants. It felt wonderful being looked at again & from time to time my vagina set off a flurry of impromptu contractions. A quick glance in his direction being met with a smile letting me know he was seeing it. I was definitely becoming more & more aroused! I got up twice to fill my mug & made sure on my return to get back into the same position & felt his gazes replacement & the warm, wet feeling began again.

“Sick of it yet?”

He smiled & shook his head. The pressure was building up nicely & I would have to go in 10 minutes so it would work out perfectly to pee for him again. I finished what I was reading.

“I will have to be heading back now.”

He glanced at his watch & a look of resignation came over his face.

“I’ll just have time for another pee if you want me to?”

He was like a little boy.

“Yes please!”

That got him going.

“How’s it going?”

“Great!”

He was on top of the world! Computers littered the main office stacked one on top of another & he was wading through them. I looked around.

“Have you finished all of these?”

“No not yet but it is going much faster than I expected. I can’t tell you how important your help has been. I hardly knew anything before you got involved.”

“So?”

“What?”

“When is the big day?”

He smiled broadly.

“Week after next with a bit of luck.”

“That’s great!”

I could see he wanted to give me all the credit but stopped short.

“Well you had better get the camp stool out before I wet myself.”

He had it ready before I had time to make my pot of tea. We watched together again with him looking at me & smiling his approval from time to time. I started to dribble & it went on & on, nearly as long as I had peed.

“It doesn’t know when to stop!”

I imagined he wouldn’t be complaining! It stopped.

“There, I’m done. Wipe me please?”

He did, very thoroughly.

“That’s much better!”

Leaning forward I kissed his forehead.

“Thank you!”

Relaxing, I waited until he’d had his fill.

“Okay?”

He didn’t move.

“Can I put my pants on & go back to work now please?”

I tried to make it light hearted but he was still very intense as he slowly moved back allowing me to escape.

“Thank you. Pants?”

He passed them back. I wandered over to my chair, turned & faced him before slowly pulling them on halting for several moments with the band just below my vulva to give him one last look before pulling them all the way into position.

“All gone for today.”

I didn’t drop my skirt straight away leaving it high enough to expose my pants while I pack up my things.

“Peter I can’t come Thursdays, well maybe now & then, because we have an office meeting at lunchtimes but I can come again on Friday if you want me to?”

“Yes please!”

He didn’t have to say it really, I knew & was more telling him when I would come again rather than ask if I would be welcome.

“Friday then?”

As it turned out I nearly walked out with my skirt still up around my waist! An hour or so after getting back to my desk nature called so I picked up my mobile & headed to the Ladies.

“Guess where I am?”

His heavy breathing began instantly.

He was in an even greater rush than usual to get the potty. I took my pants off with a pad moulded into the crotch, glanced at it & as there was nothing menstrual on it so handed it to him. He held it away from himself unsure of quite what to do with it while I squatted in position. His eyes lit up as I reached down & straightened the string out, steadying myself before beginning to pee slowly. His eyes opened wider & wider making me concerned they might be about to pop out! In spite of the dozens of times he had already watched me peeing, he was completely captivated & his mouth opened with delight.

“Is it running down the strings? It usually does.”

He didn’t speak, completely enthralled with what was going on between my legs. I leant forward a little, my head brushing his & watched with him. I didn’t applied any pressure, imagining he was perfectly content as it went on & on. At the end it dropped back to drips one long continuous trickle making it last even longer.

“Okay?
“Mm!”

“You don’t mind watching while I’m having my Period?”

“No!”

It had been a dumb question but part of the tease. I had enjoyed his attentions too, more than usual because of that wonderful look on his face. I stayed put until my knees started to creak.

“Make sure you dry the strings too but don’t pull down on them or it might fall out.”

He did it so carefully it was fun to watch him.

“I don’t need to put my pants on again do I, you don’t mind seeing me like this?”

“No.”

He was already staring up my skirt as he said it.

“Peter would you like to change my tampon?”

His mouth dropped wide open & he stared at me speechless. I carried on.

“It will mean you will have to touch me more than you have before but I trust you completely now not to take advantage of me.”

“Do you?”

“Yes.”

His mouth was still wide open & he was stunned.

“If you are interested I have bought some Tampax especially for you to use. They are different from my usual ones & have an applicator which will make it easier until you get used to it. If you like doing it I will move you on my normal ones down the track as there is a bit more involved with inserting them.”

He was flabbergasted.

“That is if you want to of course.”

Still speechless I carried on.

“It won’t be all that messy, promise, I’m over the worst but if you like, once you have got used to my Periods I will come around when I have just started if you would like to see what it is like.”

It was as if he was frozen still.

“It can get a bit yucky & smelly, but it will be up to you.”

He was quiet for several moments.

“Do you mean that?”

“Yes of course, if you want to. We have become very close friends & I know I can let you do anything to me without worrying you might get carried away. You make a really good job of wiping me, much better than I do most of the time, which is why I much prefer you to when we are together & in spite of an occasional slip which happens to us all, I’m quite happy to let you take the next step. Periods are really a part of peeing, well going to the Toilet so it is just a logical extension of what we are doing together so far.”

“I usually take my tampon out before & pee & put the fresh one in when I have finished.”

His hand was visibly shaking as he reached across & took the strings.

“You will have to tug down a bit to make sure it is free. They get stuck sometimes if they have been in for a while. You have to be careful not to get any of my pubes when you grip it.”

He quickly checked he hadn’t before pulling down.

“That’s it. ……. It’s free now. ……. pull it down slowly.”

I felt it leave my body & watched it drop down.

“Right? …… Let me see?”

He held it up with a delighted look on his face. My menses covered about half.

“That’s not too bad. It’s a lot worst on my first day.”

He let it dangle in front of him for several moments as if he was fascinated by it.

“Put it in the rubbish bag?”

He did eventually but not before studying it in great detail.

“Let’s get started.”

He reached across but stopped short of touching me.

“It’s okay, you are allowed to touch.”

His first touch was light, tentative. I waited to give him a chance to settle.

“I know you are very familiar with what I look like but now you are going to have to get used to what I feel like. Now start at the front with my clit. You can feel what it is like, I don’t mind.”

He fiddled with it for a few moments & I could tell his hand was trembling.

“Okay? Now go back a bit.”

He did.

“There! That’s my pee hole. You must have a pretty good idea what it looks like by now so feel free to see what it feels like.”

I smiled at him & he gave me a shy one back as he began rubbing a finger over it for a few moments then stopped.

“It’s alright, you can take your time if you want too, I’ve just gone so there is no rush.”

He did & played with my urethra for a good minute or more.

“Okay?”

“Mm!”

He was smiling a little.

“It has it’s own shaft, like a tiny penis, doesn’t it?”

“Mm!”

“Do you like it?”

He blushed madly.

“Mm!”

“Back a bit further.”

He slid his finger.

“A bit more.”

He did.

“That’s my vagina. You can push into me a little if you like?”

He did. I could feel myself getting slippery again after his drying so his finger disappeared up to the first knuckle before he realised how easily it was moving & withdrew quickly & got a guilty look on his face. I placed my hand on his forearm.

“It’s okay. You will find it easier, I don’t mind. Now that’s my hole where you need to line the tip of the applicator in. Go back a bit further.”

He seemed reluctant.

“It’s alright. This is the one place we share in common.”

He stroked my anus for a few moments before starting to withdraw his hand.

He fumbled a bit as he peered between my legs at what he was doing before positioning the applicator. I could feel where he had put it.

“It needs to go back a bit.”

He moved it.

“A bit more.”

He moved it again.

“There. Find my hole.”

He hesitated.

“Go ahead, poke you finger in.”

He found it okay.

“There. That’s where it has to go.”

He moved it into position so it replaced his finger.

“Right now hold it firmly in place in me just a bit & put your finger on the end & push.”

I felt it enter.

“That’s it. Now keep going until the inside & outside tubes are level.”

I felt it moving a bit more.

“Are they?”

He was looking.

“Mm!”

“Right. Now take the applicator away but don’t get you finger hooked in the strings because you will pull it out again.”

I felt the applicator leave & he held it up for me to see giving out a big sigh with a huge smile on his face.

“One last thing. You will need to push it in a little further or it might work its way back out again while I’m walking.”

He was still trembling as I felt it start to move.

“Further …………….. further ……………… that should do.”

As he stood he had a huge & very noticeable erection. I smiled at it & he blushed!

“You enjoyed that, didn’t you?”

He was so embarrassed.

“I will have to keep you on, just to change my tampons.”

Poor Peter! His erection was so obvious & he couldn’t do anything to hide it.

Just the pressure of my pants on my clitoris was enough as I made my way back to my office. The temptation to reach down & press it was almost overpowering as the need to climax increased with every step. It took me all of the self control I could muster to ‘casually’ drop my purse off on my desk & exchange smiles with Carol as I nonchalantly made my way to the Ladies. I only just got the cubicle door closed before pressing hard, first through my skirt but then after hoisting it up, directly through my pants. My orgasm was right there, ready & although I knew it was futile, tried to prolong my built up. In the end it was a waste of time so I squeezed my clitoris as hard has I could & became weak at the knees, grateful to have the wall to support me as a thrilling intensity of sensations overcame my body. After riding it out for all I was worth I carried on squeezing hard & grind my fingers in. The second approached quickly but this time I was able to spin it out until I chose when! If anything it was stronger & this time my knees began to shake & I almost collapsed under the intensity. It seemed to go on & on leaving my hypersensitive, flushed & flustered making my way back to my office. Carol smiled again as I passed but didn’t seem to be aware of the state I was in. I held out as long as I could but my concentration was going so made another trip at 3.30. This time my pants came off & I sat on the seat. Despite my clitoris being sore from the earlier session I managed another two orgasms in close succession with the promise to myself to finish the job properly at home.