Nausea was the prevailing emotion that evening. Abby's focus was even more scattered than the night before. The question writhed in her head. Promotion? Fun? Discipline? Could she just tell Katherine to forget that anything even occurred? Dinner was light, TV could not hold her attention; it was time to get a shower. Standing with warm water drenching her brunette hair, Abby's mind wandered again.
With the long weekend Abby would be getting together with extended family, cousins, aunts and uncles, and grandparents. Maybe the festivities would help her come to a decision. Her sleep was less troubled and being able to sleep in allowed Abby to wake rested.
Climbing out of bed Abby tooled around her apartment in only her panties and slippers. Normally she would get dressed immediately, but being a holiday she wanted to take it easy. She made coffee and sat down to watch some TV. As she flipped through the station, one of the movie channels was showing something that caught her attention so she settled in to watch the rest.
The film had just started and looked to be a sort of sci-fi murder mystery. As the movie progressed the need for a break was becoming apparent. The coffee she drank had made its way through her system... but Abby knew if left she would miss something important. That was always her luck, as soon as she got up, BAM! Integral plot point missed. She never could time it right.
Abby glanced intently at her long empty cup; never be big enough. At the far end of the couch on the end table was a large shallow bowl mostly filled with decorative marbles and some very old potpourri. Abby shuffled off the couch, grabbed the bowl, and returned to her spot. Setting it on the hardwood floor, she kicked off her slippers and removed her panties without moving her eyes from the screen. She squatted over the bowl now completely naked. Katherine and Sandy did it, how hard could it be?
She sent the go signal. No response. Abby clenched and pushed, but could not muster a drop. She thought she would just wait it out, she knew she had to go... it was just a matter of time. Abby remained over the bowl, her legs were beginning to go numb from waiting. She had been giving the go ahead periodically, but the only thing that changed was a gradually increasing need.
The movie finally ended, Abby sprung up stumbling slightly and dashed for the bathroom. Before her butt hit the seat she was already pissing a torrent into the water below. Her heart sank as she sat on the toilet; the drinking fountain had only been a matter of emergency, not planned. Abby spread her legs and watched the heavy flowing, golden stream. She squeezed and the speed increase. She clenched and the flow stopped. Abby hopped off the seat and stepped into the shower stall. She squatted down again and released her muscles... nothing. She was not even half empty; she squeezed again and got a small dribble. Squeezing harder she tried to get anything and still failed.
Defeated she returned to the stool, plopped down and immediately began again. She cursed under her breath... what was keeping her from going? Abby wiped and glanced at the time as she washed her hands. It was time to get ready for the reunion. She retrieved her panties from the living room and prepared herself to head out.
The reunion was the usual affair, food and family, chatting and playing games. Nieces and nephews running around, it always made Abby happy. Shortly after arriving Abby was sitting in the dining room nursing a glass of homemade punch when her aunt Harriet came over and sat next to her.
Abby loved her aunt Harriet. She was a wild child in her day and always had great stories. Harriet was good at reading people, "Wuts up darlin'? You seem troubled."
"I am... well sorta." Abby replied. They discussed everything together and Abby trusted Harriet with anything when she had problems. Abby explained the situation... without explaining anything.
"Alright. It is clear you don't want to say it here. Let's go." Harriet grabbed Abby's hand and dragged her to a guest room in the back of the house. It was the kids' room, two twin beds on ancient carpeting and some old toys strewn about. Abby sat on one bed and Harriet closed the door before flopping on the other. "Right, now spill it. The REAL it."
Abby came clean... in full detail. Even the situation in college with Cynthia, the water fountain, and the events of that morning were divulged. "Well it certainly appears that you are trying to explore all your options." Harriet replied. "Me, your aunt Rachael, Mindy, and your mom Darla; god rest her soul, used to be pretty wicked about that too."
"My Mom?" Abby questioned.
Harriet continued, "It was really your aunt Rachael that got us started. We used to come here and spend the weekends together. We were all around the same age so we got along pretty well. The four of us would share this room, two to a bed. We talked about everything."
Harriet began to describe the details, "We must have been about 13 at the time. We were coming over again and when Rachael arrived she told us she had a secret for later. We tried to drag it out of her but not until after showering and all the lights were out did she say anything."
Propped up on one elbow Rachael began, "Ok. So I the other day I stayed after to watch the boys practice after school. No big deal. I was sitting in the upper section of the bleachers watching them run track, when three boys jogged off track and around the back of the bleachers. I was curious so I climb up and peeked over at them. My eyes almost popped out of my head!! As I peered down at them they all three took their 'things' out and started taking a leak. They were all HUGE and the streams were big too. When they finished they shook 'em before dropping them back in their shorts and jogging back over to the track."
The four girls giggled and screamed about it most of the night. At one point Darla asked, "So have any of you seen another girl do 'that'?" They all shook no.
"Why don't we then? Tomorrow in the shower, we can all take turns." Rachael suggested. A pact was made and that was the start of the downward spiral.
Abby clearly looked shocked. Harriet spoke nonchalantly, "That was just how it got started... you haven't even heard the good stuff. One of our best ones was at the market. Your grandma had sent us on our bikes to pick up supplies for dinner. There weren't cameras everywhere back in those days so it was easy to disappear. Mindy ducked into the storage area with us all in tow. Darla was walking down the rows when she stopped, staring at a box on a low shelf. She took position and started spraying the box. Not wanting to be left out we filed up next to her and started doing the same. The four streams were too much for the cardboard and one wall started to rip. Just as Mindy was doing one last squirt the contents tore through..."
Leaning forward Abby asked, "What was it?"
"It was a box of pre-packaged cookies, name brand ones too. All the liquid was still dripping off them onto the floor. We dashed out, paid, and rode like fugitives back here."
Harriet watched as the expression on Abby's face fell, "Wait right here." Usually when Aunt Harriet said, "wait right here," it meant she was off to get some artifact to show you. Abby sat quietly on the bed in the empty room.
Less than ten minutes passed when the door opened again, it was Aunt Harriet with aunt Mindy and Rachael behind her. As they entered the room Rachael spoke, "Wow... we haven't done it in here for decades."
"Talk about blast from the past." Mindy commented as she stood next Rachael and glanced around. Harriet closed the door before standing on to other side of Rachael.
Mindy spoke again, "Alright. Let's do this ladies."
The three women started shuffling their clothes. Mindy started hiking up her long one piece black dress, Rachael was unbuttoning her jeans and dropped them to her ankles, while Harriet untied her skirt and tossed it on the bed. Abby watched with interest unsure what to think. They each had a different style, Harriet was now naked from the waist down, Mindy stepped out of one leg and left her panties to cling to other, and Rachael just slid hers to the side to reveal her bush.
Abby was surprised to see Rachael had a curling mass of blond below, it seem in contrast to her dark hair above, Mindy was showing a modest trim job, and Harriet was similar to Rachael only in the standard black hue. She was still comparing When Rachael started, immediately to be followed by Harriet and Mindy. It finally struck Abby, the intent of her aunts was not advice, it was show and tell.
The three streams fell and pattered quietly on the carpet below. The display lasted only 5 seconds before Mindy stated, "Ok, that's enough." Almost before the words ended the women all stopped.
Rachael piped in forcefully, "Alright, your turn. Now strip."
"ME, right here?" Abby blurted.
"This will be timid compared to what you will end up doing later." Harriet assured.
Abby stood up and began to comply. Rachael continued, "Best to take them all the way off for the first one." Abby did not argue further and once removed laid her pants and undies on the bed.
"I don't think I can do it standing." Abby commented.
Harriet answered her, "We wouldn't expect you to, squatting is fine."
As Abby dropped into position between the beds, Mindy broke down the next step, "It is easier to learn in a group. If you can do it alone, Great. However if you can't do it while people watch you're still sunk. Close your eyes and listen, the sound should help you."
Abby nodded as she shut her eyes, soon after the hissing and splashing filled her ears. It was like meditation, it soothed her. Abby relaxed... and felt the release. She bolted her eyes open and peered between her legs. There was her own golden rush dampening the carpet beneath her. Glancing up she saw the smiling faces of her aunts as they stood before her. The scene of four women peeing together continued only briefly before there was a knock at the door.
Abby froze, she could not stop! She stared in horror as the knob turned and the door slowly opened. It was Grandma Claire, "There the four of you are. Peeing on my floors again?"
"It's not what you thin-" Abby did not even finish her sentence.
Claire spoke over her, "It doesn't matter what I think. Hurry up and finish, dinner is about to be served. I knew about most of your shenanigans, why do you think I was the one who always came to find you? Never knew what you would be 'going' on, in, or over. If your grandpa Harry were still alive this would surely give him a heart-attack." Claire paused to catch her breath, "I have half a mind to join you if there weren't more people looking for me than you. How would that look, three generations soaking the carpet in the kid's guest room?" She sighed then finished, "I guess that old statement of 'a river runs through it,' applies to our family too. It just seems to be yellow river for us... Oh well, like Grandmother, like Mother, like Daughter I guess."
Claire turned and closed the door behind her, and could be heard padding off down the hall. Abby was light-headed despite the heat she felt from her flushed cheeks. Somewhere during Claire's monologue, Abby had stopped. Without warning her stream started again almost startling her. She scanned back to her aunts and watched as they began again for a third time.
Each Woman finished in turn and adjourned from the room. Mindy was first, "Well... looks like all I've got."
Harriet was next, "I'm spent too." She stuck out her tongue and winked as she picked up her panties off the bed.
Abby waned and stood without comment, but thanked her aunts profusely as she dressed.
Rachael was last as Abby was standing. She remained in position for a few extra seconds before sending one final spritz onto the carpet.
The women rejoined the festivities and enjoyed dinner. A little later Abby left for the night.
Monday...