I've been on a hydration kick lately and part of me gets a little thrill out of seeing how long I can wait before relieving the pressure...I'm playing a waiting game by trying to postpone the inevitable until after my bottle is refilled and it backfires on me in a very messy way. I hold it in as long as I can - rubbing my distended belly, crossing and uncrossing my legs - but the need finally overcomes me and I lose control of my bladder all over the floor of the bathroom. The feeling of the soaked panties is an undeniable turn-on and I wind up rubbing out a couple shameful - and very intense - orgasms while still kneeling in the puddle.