“Disclaimer: *In case any of you little ones are reading this, this story is a work of fiction and is not something you should do. Your daddy or mommy will likely be very cross if you try something like this. Bethan understands, don’t you Bethan? Ok. Be good. -Outrider

KAREN'S FRIDAY NIGHT - Chapter 1

Karen had been waiting for Friday. She had graduated from law school two months ago and immediately taken a job with a small firm that specialised in unemployment counselling and litigation. She had bought her new Volkswagen beetle as a graduation reward for herself and was on her way home to see her boyfriend Billy for dinner.
It had been a very long week for her, since Karen was a brand new hire at the firm. This was the first weekend Karen would have Billy all to herself since graduation and an idea had been sticking in the back of her mind. She had been drinking from the big cup on her desk for most of that day since she made a point of staying hydrated at work.

As she waited for the first stoplight to change, Karen thought about the full feeling below her belly. It was right near a place she liked to rub when Billy wasn’t around. It felt so funny and it seemed to feel both good and bad. It made the idea she had come right back to her and stay there, staring at her. Maybe if?
Wouldn’t it feel better if? Wouldn’t it be funny, or maybe naughty if? Karen saw the stoplight change to green and stopped to pay attention to her driving. Her right hand had already strayed from the steering wheel to the belt of her pantsuit. Maybe if she took off her belt?

Karen’s hand slipped the belt catch and then came a little lower, a little into her black cotton thong. Oh, the full feeling was getting bigger down there. Her hand went a little bit lower until she was holding herself. Karen squirmed in her seat as the second to last stoplight turned red. Uh Oh.
Two different feelings were getting her attention now. One was a little hungry and different and the full feeling just made her like it even better. She liked both feelings but she knew what would feel even better. It was already a little wet down there after all. What would it feel like if?

As the light turned green, Karen stopped thinking and felt. If she just relaxed and oh it felt good! She just had to push a little. A warm stream spurted past her fingers and then stopped. Then, oh, it felt so good. The full feeling was a little different. Karen drove through the light and giggled. She was a bad girl!
The warm wetness in her crotch and her butt spread all over. She pushed again and was rewarded with a continuous stream into her pantsuit. Oh, she couldn’t stop now! There was one last red light before the turn into her Townhouse. Karen loosened up as her wee soaked the car seat. Her fingers massaged her clitoris slightly as she felt the puddle under her.

Oh, she was a bad, wicked, good girl! This was no accident. She was soaked! Karen took her wet hand and rubbed her nipple slightly through the fabric of her dress blouse. She smiled to herself and squirmed with pleasure. Unfortunately, it was getting to be time to think again. Karen stopped in front of her Townhouse and parked the bug, before getting out of the car. She grabbed her briefcase and looked at where she had been sitting. Uh Oh, what a mess! Karen quailed inside. It was a brand new car too, maybe if she went in and found some paper towels?

Karen walked up the driveway past Billy’s car, dripping slightly. Well, she just had to go so bad, so.
“Shut up brain!” she thought to herself as she tried the door and found it unlocked. “I had a hard week and I don’t need to think any more!” Karen walked in and put her briefcase by the table near the door where she kept her shoes. “Hey love, I’m home!” she called.
Billy walked over from the kitchen.
“Hey there wonderful, ready for dinner, I made something you’ll like! Then his face changed as he came toward her. “Karen, is there something?” Karen looked down following his eyes. “Um...” Billy crossed his arms as he came near and looked down at her pants.
“What did you do to your new suit? You wet didn’t you!”
“Where did this? You’re a mess love.”
Karen decided she was being shy “Umm... maybe Billy.” She didn’t look up as a blush spread on her face. A glimmer showed in Billy’s eyes, “You wait right here!” Without another word he reached into his pocket, pulled out a pacifier and slipped it into her mouth. “Mmph”, Karen somehow managed to sound sheepish even around her paci. She made no move to spit it out and stood stock still as Bill looked up at her.

Billy was only 5’10” to her 6’3” height in heels but he definitely knew how to make her feel smaller than him. He had a strong presence that was very attractive and he was four years older than her. “Kari hon, you will wait right here until I get back!” He marched past her as she self-consciously took an experimental suck. She squirmed again feeling her pants and their wetness rather more like a toddler than the thirty six-year-old she was.

Billy didn’t take long.
“I found what you did! Look what you did to your car and your new clothes!” He closed the door and made eye contact, putting his strong hands on her shoulders. Karen took a few more sucks then rolled her paci slightly.
“And I suppose I’m supposed to think this was an accident?
Well?” Karen tried to keep her body language soft but her blushing had stopped. She was done now. Rather than try to deny it, she looked up and shook her head “No” at her lover.

Billy frowned at her. “Just as I thought, you naughty little minx! You didn’t use the potty before work was over and you want to play. Well, we’ll just see missy!” Billy shook his head in disbelief. “I think my lady knows what happens when she makes a mess?” He gently pulled the pacifier out of her mouth and looked into her eyes while being careful not to touch her damp clothes. Karen’s heart fluttered in her chest, “N-naughty girls who wet get put in, little girl pants, Bill?” She finished lamely. Billy sighed. “We talked about this last time sweet. Her ladyship gets put back in diapers when she makes a mess.” Billy leaned his head and the bridge of his nose against hers as he caressed her slightly and flicked her long corn blonde bangs out of her eyes. He chuckled at her. “Say it.”

Karen knew this was part of their game, she nearly gasped as she mumbled. “L-little, b-big girls who, who wet, make a mess...” Her eyes started to roll back at his touch. Her little appetiser had definitely warmed her up. He made her feel, feel so.
“Diapers”, she said a little more decisively before fighting off a slight cringe and shivering. It was still new and exciting. “That’s right sweet.” Billy caressed her cheek again, giggling with her slightly before stifling it. “I think someone is a little over-excited, so…” Karen’s heart thumped in her chest. “You’re going to have a chance to cool down in your spot, while I do something about your mess.” Billy released her and stood back. “Now where is your bag? Is it in the usual place?”

Karen decided she liked shy. She pointed at the closet in the office. “Oh good, I can get the cleaning things while I’m there.” Billy left her standing in the same spot and opened the closet. After rummaging around, he produced a bucket of bottles and rags in one hand and a pink ruffled diaper bag in the other. It was perfect for an infant girl. Of course the girl in question was standing by the door still looking a trifle indecisive, before one of her hands moved to her loose pantsuit belt. “Karen. Take your hands away from down there, especially your ‘down there’.” Karen did as she was told; liking that Bill knew how to be authoritative without shouting. It must have come from his military experience when he was younger. He knew her well.

Bill returned to her and sat down, kneeling underneath her as she kept still. “Let’s get shoes off.” He slipped her pumps off, slowly caressing her leg through her stockings. Her breath caught a second as she looked down at him with a silly smile; she winked and stuck her tongue out at him. His hands moved up to her belt as he undid her suit pants. He let her wet pants drop to the floor and extracted the wet tails of her blouse. He slipped her stockings down leaving her in just the black thong. She wiggled her bottom at him and brought a finger to her lips.
“Wet and naughty foxy,” he said sotto voce as he opened the diaper bag and removed a bottle of baby powder and a thick disposable diaper. “I would hose you down, but I need to get to the cleaning. Let’s get you done.” He had skipped baby wipes because of her already aroused state. She favoured him with a slight pout and pushed her hips toward him as he slipped her thong down to join the pile at her feet. He sprinkled baby powder into the cup of his hand and patted it against her thighs and smooth, shaved split. He unfolded the diaper and pressed it to her while bringing it around her thighs. She sighed at the plastic rustle and the sharp sound of the sticky tapes.

He pulled both sides firmly together wrapping her in softness. “Oh Billy…” She nibbled a finger nail, “I’ve waited.” He brought her hands back down to her side then kissed one as she shivered a little. Her coat and blouse came next and she stood naked except for her bra and diapers. “Come on, sweet, step out.” Billy leaned down again and brought away the wet clothes at her feet. She gave him a quick hug and he put the pacifier back in her mouth before pinning the Tigger plastic clip at the end of the string attached to it, to her bra strap.
She sucked again as her diapers crinkled. She smiled saucily around her sucky and he sent her off with a playful swat on her softly warm butt. “Go on! We’ll get to you later.” Billy put the wet clothes in a plastic bag and then went out to her car. Maybe if he scrubbed? “And when you sit, sit on a towel!” He smiled and shook his head at her before he stepped outside with the bucket.