I’m out having a walk in a rural village. I’m wearing a slinky grey dress, a light blue denim jacket over the top, and on my cute little feet I have on my cool white Air Top sneakers. The weather is mild and dry, and I’m enjoying being out of doors, getting some exercise and building up a sweat. But there is one thing that I can’t ignore any longer…I’ve drank plenty of fluids throughout the morning to keep me hydrated for my amble, and now my bladder is full to bursting point! I desperately look around for a pub or ****** toilet where I can relieve myself but there is nothing. Oh well, needs must, I just can’t wait anymore! I come to a bus terminal, which is really just a little concrete area adjoining the main road, where buses can wait and turn around at the end of their routes. It’s really exposed, and there are lots of cars driving right by me, so anybody could catch a glimpse of what I’m up to, but I don’t have a choice. I squat down beside a shrub, which at least offers me a tiny bit of protection, hitch up my dress, pull my sexy pink panties to one side, and finally let go. The pent up golden stream bursts from me in blessed relief, and splatters loudly onto the ground by my feet, immediately forming a puddle. But I’m not even half way through when I’m suddenly interrupted…by a bus that’s pulling into the terminal! I don’t know if the driver has seen me, or if there are any passengers that are onboard who might have caught an eyeful, but I hurriedly adjust my dress and stand up! Because I’ve made myself stop midstream, my bladder is tingling like mad, and I’ve wet my knickers, the bottom of my dress, and the inside of my legs! I hurry on down the road, feeling my soggy clothes rubbing against my smooth skin, and listening to the squelch of my trainers that got more than a little wet in the course of my impromptu departure! My bladder is still not even close to being empty, and I really don’t feel satisfied, so after I’ve gone so far, I squat down for the second time next to a tree by the roadside. This spot isn’t even remotely sheltered, but to be honest, I’ve been caught once, and now I’m drenched and past caring! I hitch my panties to one side again, and in seconds I’m continuing what I failed to finish the first go! Has anybody who lives in one of the houses spied me from a window? I don’t know, but if they were on that bus, they’ve had two treats in a matter of minutes ;)