After a rough week, it was finally time to relax and enjoy the summer weather!

It was a normal weekend for myself at home; no office work to deal with or company clients to appease, and my only plans were a shopping trip to purchase weekly groceries and essentials (and a few new articles of makeup... I had recently gotten my daily lipstick and face powder waterlogged. Oh well! You know how it is...)

After showering and putting on some light makeup I donned some silken panties and a matching bra before pulling up my dark pantyhose to my waist, the underthings snapping securely and snugly to my body. I really love the feel of a good set of silk undergarments, they feel so deliciously smooth on the skin as you walk around throughout your day. A black camisole went on first followed by a light pink ribbed sweater overtop of it. I matched it with a dark brown thick wool a-line skirt that went down to my ankles, it was pleated and I love how it swishes and bounces nicely around my legs as I move around. It also came with a cute thin black leather belt adorned with a flower decoration on the clasp to keep it secure to my waist, I let the bottom of the sweater snugly go underneath. A small watch and necklace with a diamond pendant added a little bit of flair to my look, sometimes it's the little touches make all the difference!

Down in the kitchen I started my day with a bagel and some scrambled eggs, nothing too fancy. A warm cup of fresh brewed coffee helped my head wake up from the extended sleep that a Friday night brings. Sitting there enjoying my meal, content to just slowly start my day I quietly ate my eggs and took a long swig of my mug as I tapped away on my smartphone checking out the news, social media, and of course a quick browse at some fetish related topics...

..Well, as you the reader are probably well aware, let's just say looking at wetlook forums and websites in the morning is a surefire way to get you feeling a bit warm down below, if you know what I mean. I was pretty sure my cheeks were quite rosy, and not just from my cosmetics. I decided to put my phone down and finish my meal and try to push any perverted thoughts out of my mind for the time being. 'Try' being the key word, really.

After finishing my plate and putting it into the sink I took the last sip of my coffee and began to wash my plate, mug and utensils. The whole time I washed the dishes, I knew that at some point I was going to have to relieve myself before the day was over, dry soggy or otherwise.

...And then I glanced over at my kitchen counter where my toaster, deep fryer, and coffee maker sat innoccently. And I had an idea flash into my head. It was a rather indecent, perverted and kinky idea, but once I thought of it I immediately got excited.

Walking over to the counter, my long skirt rustling around my legs as I moved, I opened the coffee maker and looked at the filter inside. It was a rather wet and messy sight, with used and mushy coffee grounds collecting in it. It was still damp, and had the lovely aroma of a freshly made roast. I was blushing just looking at it, and after a few moments of hesitation I put my plan into motion.

Lifting my wool skirt and its accompanying slip up to my waist and holding it in place, I slowly lowered the waistband of my pantyhose down to my knees, followed by my panties. With one hand still holding my skirts, I used my free hand to take the used coffee filter out of the maker...

...and as quickly and delicately as possible so as to avoid a mess, I deposited the filter and its mess of wet and oily grounds in my panties.

I looked down at my underwear, the pristine silk a stark contrast from the brown mushy mess of the coffee filter as it began to make the fabric a bit damp. I was both entranced by this ridiculous sight before me, as well as naughtily wondering how it would feel once I pulled my things back up to my waist... Only one way to find out. I slowly pulled my panties back up to my waist firmly putting it into place against my rear, before pulling my tights up and letting the band snap to my waist. They were now tightly against my body, and I could feel the faint wetness against my unmentionables...

I finally lowered my skirt down and it fell into place with a flourish around my ankles, if anybody were to see myself at this moment they would be none the wiser to the current situation my kinky little stunt had left me in. Oh, I felt so absolutely wicked! Here I was, a well dressed lady who had just finished her breakfast after having cleaned and prepared herself for the day beforehand, and now my lower regions were being damped by the remnants left behind from my morning roast. I was rather perky, in case you couldn't tell!

Content to let the mess settle itself in my panties I continued cleaning up and put the dishes away before going upstairs to grab my handbag, all the while the coffee grounds rubbed against my privates with my legs moving around as I prepared to go shopping.

After putting on a pair of black leather heels and throwing my bag over my shoulder I headed to the door, not even hesitating for a moment to begin my day despite what was happening down below. My skirt swished the floor as I walked out the door into the city, heels clicking on the pavement and my necklace bobbing around my neck as I proceeded like this was any other day off. People passed me on the sidewalk, none the wiser to the scanadlous thing I was doing; It felt almost like I was hiding a concealed egg vibrator, only much more dirty...

As I walked around the grocery grabbing essentials and food for the work week I couldn't help but make involuntary smiles as the mushy grounds would squish into my privates, they felt damp and slimy against my skin, it was so nice it was had to resist the temptation to rub my hand down below through my skirt. But I managed to tame myself and continued my shopping unabated. Standing at the cash waiting for the staffer to scan my purchases I could tell that my panties were now a little sticky, probably now bedewed by not only coffee, but also my own juices... It was a lovely thought! I had lost track of things however, and the cashier had to say my name to get my attention which startled me a little, but through a faint blush I waved it off and paid for my things before leaving the store.

It was around noon by the time I had left the grocery, and against my better judgement I decided to push my luck and went to a cafe nearby. A waiter led me to a booth where I sat down, setting my handbag on the seat next to me. As I settled into my seat I felt the grounds squish against me, and I clearly felt some of the mess squish inside me... Mmm, it felt absolutely filthy, but it aroused me so very much!!! I had twitched slightly thinking about it, clearly very turned on at this whole situation I had led myself into as I grabbed the menu and looked for a light item to eat. I settled on a slice of cherry pie with some milky black tea to wash it down.

As I enjoyed my break I took it upon myself to adjust my makeup, gently touching up my lipstick in between sips of the warm tea. By this point it all felt very natural and not like I was doing something absolutely naughty in broad daylight. After all, who would know? It was the perfect crime. To be honest I really wanted to fondle myself at that very moment, despite being seated in a nice cafe with customers and waiters all around me... but I knew I had to steer myself to keep up the demeanor of a lady in a public place.

Once I finished and had left, it was getting harder to ignore my aroused state. The coffee grounds had mixed rather well with my own fluids, and my panties were now a drenched mess. My thick long skirt kept it all hidden from public view thankfully and it had not began to show any dampness from my underwear just yet, but I knew I had to get home soon or I would risk having a climax in public...

As I approached my home I was beginning to twitch a little as I walked, completely lost to arousal and wanting nothing more than to finger myself to an enourmous climax. As I opened the door and shut it behind me, discarding my grocery bags on the floor I quickly ran upstairs, still in my heels and carrying my handbag as I approached the bathroom. Stepping inside I turned on the shower before climbing into the bath, the warm spray belting my sweater as the water beaded and flowed down over my skirt. I stood there letting out little sighs as the water began to soak my clothes, the water collecting in the bath slowly filling my heels with water. I was feeling rather worn out, dropping my handbag with a splash as I slowly lifted the now heavy skirt and began to fondle myself through my messy panties.

Coffee grounds squished and rubbed against me as I vigorously fondled my privates, now fully lost to arousal and my carnal instincts. My necklace bobbed and dripped little drops of water onto my chest as I rocked back and forth, slowly lowering myself into the bath enjoying the water envelop my body, my bag floating next to my feet as I continued to finger myself...

It wasn't long before I climaxed with a shout, my panties now a complete mess as I kept gently fingering every nook, I kicked off my now waterlogged heels and slowly settled on my back in the now mostly filled bath and let out a long sigh... I was fully spent.

As I lay there in my wet clothes I looked around with tired eyes, heels bobbing in the water, skirt undulating and swirling around my legs, my bag now partially submerged indicating all my belongings were likely soaked as well.. but I didn't care. I didn't regret a thing. After all, what's a little mess and ruin worth to achieve a body-shattering climax?

After all that, the only thought that came to me as I rested in the warm water was... I could use some coffee to wake myself up after all that exercise!