she spread her legs and laid back, the full moon glinted off her patent leather boots as her feet rested on the dashboard.

I’d been with my second wife for a good while now and slowly but surely her kinky side was coming out, a lot of it was helped by the fact that I kept buying her various outfits. She had boots of all styles, materials and lengths, from black Chelsea boots that she wore for work, right up to some really slutty, black leather thgh-boots that she wore for, well, I’ll leave that to your imagination!

I,d bought her a pvc catsuit, she said it made her too hot and sweaty, so next came a wetlook lycra one, that was much better, one day I was browsing the internet and saw some nice shiny pvc knee-high boots. OOh, how slutty would she look in those, I thought, so I ordered a pair. They arrived and to my surprise she really liked them, work with a pair of jeans they wouldn’t look slutty at all, she decided.

One night I was feeling really horny, and so was she, she’d rang me up earlier and asked if I fancied doing something later, she works in an office with other people so we have a code for what we mean. I had an idea what she meant by ‘doing something’ but decided to wind her up, “what do you mean, doing something” I asked, “go for a drive” she replied, “oh, and would that drive involve stopping at a certain park?” I asked, “well it could do” she replied, “and would a certain person be wearing a certain outfit? I went on, I could tell she was getting turned on by all this.”If you like” she replied, “and some slutty boots” I continued, “whatever, just have it ready for when I get home” she replied. That was good enough for me.

I went upstairs and pulled some clothes out of the wardrobe, a wetlook black swimsuit, a nice top, a pair of black wetlook leggings, with a slit in the crotch, and those long shiny slutty black boots.

She came home and got changed, I mixed her a large gin and lemonade, then after she’d drank it, we headed off, as we drove along the road I decided to have a little fun with her, “feeling kinky tonight are we?” she nodded, “a little, and very randy, I’m dying for it”, I smiled, “excellent, we’ll drive to the woods, park up and go for a walk, who knows someone might even see you in your sluttly boots”, she giggled, and squirmed slightly, “Tell you what, how about you take a piss in those pants, then I’ll spank your arse, bend you over and give you a good fucking”, she loves it when I spank her wet bottom!

“I’m not wee’ing in my new boots” she replied, “no way”. I laughed, “we’ll see”. We drove around for a bit, it was still light and I was waiting until it went a little darker, plus I wanted her to be ready, the large gin and lemonade would soon take effect. Sure enough I soon saw the signs, boots crossing, a little squirm occasionally, she was getting there!

I began to head towards the country park, on a Wednesday there’s a few blokes hang around the car park hoping to get a thrill, we avoid these, we’re not into performing in front of an audience. Today just happened to be a Wednesday, a fact I’d overlooked earlier.

By the time we were near the park, she was showing quite a few signs of needing a piss, she was squirming like made and clamping her thighs together, the noise as her boots rubbed together was unreal. “I’m really desperate, how long are we going to be?” she asked, “oh about ten minutes” I replied, slowing slighty, “well hurry up, or I’ll wee myself” she replied, crossing her legs once more. “ooh, miss kinky’s going to piss in her kinky boots” I said, laughing, “no, miss kinky isn’t going to wee in her new boots” she replied, “now hurry up before the car seat gets wet”.

We swung into the lane and headed for the car park, it was just going dusk, to our horror there must have been about 10 cars parked up already, and they all looked like single, middle aged blokes. I pulled in furthest away from them, just as we were about to get out, another car drove in and parked about 20 yards from us, shit!

She looked at the car, “I can’t wait much longer” she said, squirming as if to emphasise her need, “just wait 5 minutes, if we do nothing he may drive off, if not we’ll just walk across to the path, and carry on as normal” I replied, “If I have to wait 5 minutes, I won’t even make the path, I’ll end up doing it right in the middle of the car park, they’ll love that” she replied.

We sat for a while, he didn’t drive off, she kept squirming and rubbing her boots together,” it’s coming, it’s coming, I can’t hold it” she squealed, normally although she says she can’t, she can hang on a little longer, I reached across and felt her crotch it was damp, very damp. “do something, it’s coming” she squealed again. “right, we’ll just have to walk to the path, either that or I drive to the next car park” I told her, “that’s no good, I’ll wet myself before we get to the next car park, or before we reach the path, I’m not doing it for everyone to watch”, she replied. “well, there’s only one thing to do, open your door, get out and stand between the door and the car and let it out slowly” I replied,adding “that way nobody will see anything”, she shook her head, “no, but it will all end up in my boots though”. I couldn’t think of anything else, “well, you’ve 3 options, piss on the seat, which you can’t do, try and make it to the path, or go by the car”. she opened her door, “come on, lets head for the path” I jumped out, closed my door and she got out, she’d closed the door and barely took 2 steps forward when she froze, “it’s coming, I can’t stop it, what do we do now?” I could tell that nearly all the blokes were watching what we were going to do, I took her arm and led her back to the car, “stand normally and let go slowly” I said, lighting a cigarette, “but it will go into my new boots” she protested. “well, squat down then” I replied, somewhat exasperated, “I can’t, they’ll know what I’m doing” she replied, I took her hand intending to take her behind the car, that way they might not be able to see as much, suddenly she stiffened! “I can’t move, it’s coming” she whispered, I looked at her legs, 2 shiny streams trickled slowly from the crotch of her tight leggings, ran down her thighs, and into her boots. “shit, it’s going in my boots”she moaned, and so it was, all of it, eventually she stopped, the ground beneath her was bone dry, ok her boots might have been pissed in, but she’d retained her modesty!

I unlocked the car and she climbed back in, “I don’t believe this, I’ve been looking forward to this all day and what happens, I get all dressed up in my slutty gear ready for some fun and I end up wee’ing in my new boots, and I still don’t get a shag” and with that she reclined her seat, lay back and placed her booted feet on the dashboard, I watched in disbelief as she spread her legs as far as she could, the full moon glinted off her shiny patent boots. “sod them all, just fuck me” she replied “I’m past caring who sees what now”. I dropped my pants and was on her like a shot, she came a couple of times, then I did, seeing she was satisfied we tidied ourselves up and headed home, poor thing, she may have been complaining about her boots being full of piss, but she didn’t say anything about her pants being full of cum.