I work as a repair man . I can tackle most jobs in an hour and never use a customers restroom due to possible jewelry laying around and accusations etc.
I was backed up due to a hectic schedule. I had a slight urge to piss but thought I could finish the job and head over to a gas station bathroom when I finished. By the time I finished the job I really needed to piss and all of a sudden the urge to take a shit hit me.
The customer asked if I could do an extra repair since I was out there. The repair is an easy 15 minute fix and the drive to come back to the residence would have been an hour. The cramps died down so I told her I would do it.
As soon as she left the area the cramps came back. I wanted to use her bathroom but was embarrassed to take a crap at her place and stink up the joint.
I pulled the meaty cheek sqeeze maneuver and that bought me some time. Several minutes later the cramp came back. I was holding an impact driver in one hand and my package in the other. I had a toolbelt on and it seemed to push the chocolate lemonade surprise downward like a slupee.
I farted due to the build up of pressure. That made it worse. I bent over and sqeezed as hard as I could. I started sweating and it was 20 degrees in Colorado that day. The fifteen minute job was taking longer than a half a hour. I coulsnt concentrate and had to constantly stop to regroup. I manage to finish the job with some minor urine leakage. I had coveralls and long johns, so urine apot wasnt an issue.
As I was packing my tools the chweks were begging for mercy. As I was writing the invoice in my truck I looked in the rearview mirror and saw my face drenched in sweat. I was thinking about calling the customer and having her give me a credit number over the
phone but thought that would seem strange.
The cheeks gave me another hooray and I was able to present the invoice for the job. She decided to write a check. The look on her face was priceless because it was cold and I was sweating like a pig.
I managed to get in my truck and started looking for a restroom. I drove up the street slowly due to snow. The only thing I could think about is crashing and having to hold it longer, if that was even possible. I saw a park by her residence but didn’t locate a port o let . The cheeks couldn’t take it anymore butI felt relief and shame as the chocolate mousse filled my long johns as if I was sitting on hot mud. As soon as I felt that I saw a port o let. I was so pissed I said f it and pissed because I couldn’t stop anywhere for at least an hour.
An hour passed I marinated in my waste. I was happy to get home but the problem was my in-laws were visiting and I had no way to sneak on the house. I saw my mother and father inlaw in the kitchen located by the entry. I had snow caked on my boots and walked straight in.
“hows work?” I walked past them bringing snow all over the floor. after the clean up I went to speak and the first question was “do you want some pepto bismol?” Every sentence was with a smirk. I told them I was sick but felt better. The mom inlaw said it was a good thing I didn’t crap on myself and both of them started laughing.
Its nice to read other stories because I am embarrassed and this happen earlier today.
Originally posted 2011-09-15 00:21:53.