The phone rang at around lunchtime, it was the wife and she sounded stressed, really stressed she was having a really bad day at work and needed a sanity check. It happened that I was off work that day and decided to do something to help her de-stress when she came home. Now she has several ways of doing this, one is to have a nice relaxing drink, another is to go for a long quiet drive and the third, weather permitting is to go out and have a kinky sex session in the woods not too far from our house. I decided that since she was super stressed and had been for a few days I'd come up with a combination of all three, and something else, we'd eat out that evening too. I went upstairs and laid some of her kinky clothes on the bed, her black spandex swimsuit, the black spandex leggings with the open crotch and finally a pair of black suede knee length boots. I drove to work to pick her up and she was indeed very stressed, apparently something had gone wrong at work and as usual, she'd had to sort it all out. We went home and I told her to go upstairs and change while I made her a drink, I had plans for the evening. I went into the kitchen and poured a large Gin and Lemonade and took it into the lounge while I waited for her to come back down. She appeared about 10 minutes later wearing the outfit I'd put out for her, sat down and picked up the drink, within a couple of minutes she'd drunk it and asked for another. She took a big gulp of it and smiled, then asked what I had planned for the evening, she knew I had something in mind given the outfit I'd put out for her. I was about to suggest that we went out to the woods for some fun and grabbed something to eat while we were out, obviously it would be a takeaway, she couldn't go into a pub dressed as she was, she downed the drink and held out the empty glass, 'I'll have another, and make it a strong one' she said with a grin. I went into the kitchen and poured her a quad Gin and Lemonade in a large glass, normally she'd pick up on four shots of Gin, tonight she didn't react at all. That went down a bit slower and when she'd finished she asked if I was ready to go, I said I was and we got into the car, when she's like this I don't drink, I let her do the drinking and I do the driving. We headed off down the road and in no time at all we were on the motorway headed to a country park a short distance away.I askec what she fancied to eat and she replied, 'fish and chips would be nice', now I know there are some decent places to eat nearby but she really likes fish and chips from the seaside and Blackpool is only about 50 miles away, so we could be there in about an hour and I thought that sat in the car on the promenade eating fish and chips with the smell and sound of the sea would be really good for her, we could call at the woods on the way home. So with this in mind I drove to Blackpool and called at our favourite chippy, we got fish and chips and parked on the promenade to eat them, up to this point everything was looking good, she was getting quite relaxed from all the Gin and the warm food was also helping her to unwind, she was quite happy now. We'd eaten the food and sat chatting, at one point I became aware of her crossing her ankles several times, obviously the Gin she'd drunk earlier was working it's way through her system. I asked if she was ok and she said she was fine and perhaps it was time to head back. I started the engine and not long after we were once more driving along the motorway, this time in the opposite direction . There was a slight moan and more leg crossing, again I asked if she was ok and again she said she was, I knew she'd be squirming shortly, but how long could she hold on for! Up to now we'd been making pretty good progress and it would take about 30 minutes to reach the country park and the woods, she'd relieve herself and then the fun would begin, or if she was really in the mood she'd relieve herself whilst I was fucking her, she always had a better orgasm if we could judge the timing so she came as she lost control of her bladder. Suddenly the traffic came to a halt and we sat in the traffic, now she began to squirm a little, we began to move but it was at a snails pace, the squirming was getting worse and the nearest exit was still several miles away, the services were a little further on, not that she could have gone in and used the toilet dressed as she was, she had to hold it, or at least try. We'd covered about 3 miles in 15 minutes, 'I really need to wee' she told me, squirming as she spoke, I looked at her and stated the obvious, we were stuck in traffic and going nowhere fast. Over the next 20 minutes we hardly moved, the only thing moving at any speed was her, the squirming and leg crossing was getting more frantic, 'oh no, it's coming' she cried, clamping her legs tightly shut. I reached out and felt the crotch of her leggings, she had indeed leaked into them and was obviously struggling to hold on, I reached into the back and grabbed my thick waterproof work jacket and slipped it under her, at least if she lost it the seat would stay dry, it was just in time as she let loose another little spurt, just up ahead, tantalisingly close she spotted an exit, 'quick pull off, I can't hold it much longer' she cried, her thighs clamped tightly shut. We reached the exit and turned off, more delays, it was torture for her, she was now getting stressed again, then just as we got moving she realised that we were actually driving through a small town, so still no chance of relief. 'what am I going to do, it's going to come out any minute?' she moaned, I told her if it was that bad that she couldn't hold it then just relax and do it, if she wasn't going to hold on until we found somewhere then why prolong the agony! She was still trying to hold on and eventually the road left the town and headed out towards the country once more, pretty soon there was bound to be a layby or a field gate we could pull into, but she couldn't wait! 'IT'S COMING, STOP!' she yelled, I pulled over and she threw open the door and swung her legs out, she didn't even get her leggings down before she lost control, a jet of steaming piss shot through her swimsuit and leggings and hit the pavement, as she tried to squat it sprayed down her thighs and ultimately onto her black suede boots. Suddenly a set of headlights lit up the side of the car, we'd stopped opposite a car park and there was a bloke sitting in his car watching, he'd obviously decided to put his lights on to give him a better view, despite this she was unable to stop and jst stood there pissing into her pants, finally she finished and got back into the car, the bloke flashed his lights and waved, obviously he'd enjoyed the impromptu show. Now I don't know if it was that effects of the drinks earlier, the relief of just having emptied a very full bladder, or something else, but as she sat back in her seat she turned to me, 'I've been very naughty havent I , I've done a massive wee in my swimsuit and it's run all down my legs and flooded my sexy boots, I thin kI need my bottom spanking' , now it's very very rare she suggests a spanking but here she was almost demanding one. I smiled and told her that as soon as we reached the woods she would indeed be getting her bottom spanked quite soundly. ' I think you'd better do it before then' she replied sexily, ' my bottom is soaking and I'll probably wet myself again when we arrive', she flicked the lever to recline her seat and then turned over to lie on her stomach, ' feel my bottom, it's all wet, my leggings are soaking' she giggled. I reached out and ran a hand across the taught spandex covering her rear, I could feel the outline of her swimsuit beneath, it was indeed very very wet. I began to spank her bottom with one hand as I drove, 'ooh carry on and I'll wet myself again and it won't be a wee this time' she said seductively. After about half a dozen firm strokes she stiffened, 'oops, I've wet them again' she giggled, grinding her crotch into the car seat. She looked over at me, a glazed satisfied look on her face, 'oh I see, so not only did you piss yourself but you then came in your pants while being spanked' I told her, trying to sound annoyed, unsuccessfully I might add. She just smiled, 'yes and I want another wee, you know I always have one when I cum' she giggled. We soon arrived at the woods and parked up, 'can I go for a wee now?' she asked, I shook my head, 'no hold it, wait' I replied, eventually she began to squirm again so I told her to get out and follow me, I led her over to one of the picnic benches on the edge of the field, there was nobody about, or so we thought. I told her to lie on the table with her legs hanging over the edge, took out my erect cock and pulled the crotch of her swimsuit to one side, I could feel the pressure in her bladder and began to fuck her slowly, hard and slow, hard and slow, at the end of each stroke I pushed hard, knowing it would increase her urge to empty her bladder. 'now lets see you piss those pants, nice and slowly, piss in your pissy cum soaked swimsuit, I want to feel it' I instructed. I felt a warm trickling sensation against my cock as I went slowly in and out, 'that's it, piss those filthy pants, piss util you cum' I continued, soon after I shot my load deep inside her and almost at the same time she tensed up as for the second time that night she dumped her own load of cum into her tight black swimsuit, it must have been a right mess. 'can I finish my wee?' she asked, I shook my head, 'no, stand up' she stood up and I bent her over the table and told her she could now finish off and slowly, I wanted it in her boots! I watched as in the moonlight two streams glistened as they ran down her thighs and into her boots, finally when she'd finished I pulled down her leggings and gave her a spanking on the bottom of her filthy wet swimsuit, telling her how dirty she'd been for what she'd done, to my surprise she managed to cum again during the spanking, she may have been stressed earlier, but she was certainly very relaxed now,very relaxed and very satisfied sexually. She bent down to pull up her leggings and giggled, 'ooh my boots are all full and squelchy' we heard a soft crack followed by a crunch and glancing to one side we saw about a hundred yards away a shadow in the moonlight,obviously we hadn't been alone after all. we just laughed and walked back to the car, her boots making squelching noises as she walked, I hope our watcher enjoyed what he saw, thankfully he had the sense not to interrupt us or neither of us would have been happy.