Title: The Realtor
Author: BabyInDiapers
Written: Feb 1, 2006
One April morning Beth, a woman in her mid thirties was sitting
at her kitchen table reading the paper and drinking her coffee. She
looked at her watch and decided it was time to get ready to leave. She
had a big day planned. She packed her van with sales brochures and
headed out to her first location. She would be running an open house
during the morning, then having lunch with her boyfriend. Then nit he
afternoon she would be waiting for some clients to view a newly
renovated townhouse that had been on the market the past 6 months.
She drove to the first location. The family who lived there was
finishing up their morning routine as she came to the door. The father
left, the mother took the kids to school and then came back. She sat
down with the mother and her infant son. The mother offered her a
muffin. She ate it and also had another cup of coffee. That morning
several people signed in and were given a look around. About quarter to
12, Beth headed out to meet her boyfriend at lunch.
She was at lunch and time got away from her. She left in a hurry and
was in a rush to get to the next house. She needed to do a little bit
of tidying up before her potential buyers arrived. On the way to the
house she realized she was in need of a bathroom. She arrived at the
house parked. She ran up to the house and unlocked it. She went
upstairs and went pee. She still felt like she had to go number two but
as she was washing her hands in the upstairs bathroom, the door bell
rang. She dried her hands and rushed down the stairs to meet them.
She spent about 20 minutes with this young couple walking them through
the place. They were undecided at this point, they were more in the
looking around phase. As they left she closed the door. She went to the
kitchen and began to dust the counter tops off. She wanted this place
to sparkle for her next walk through. She began to feel to feel the
urgent need to have a bowel movement. She looked at the clock. She
didn't really want to do it here in the house because it would stink up
the place. And that certainly would not help her sell it. She went to
the living room and stood there looking out the bay window.
A couple minutes passed. Beth was concentrating on holding it. She
decided that she had to go. She grabbed her keys off the counter and
was heading towards the front door. She was going to drive to a service
station a block or so away. Just as she was opening the front door her
next customer pulled into the driveway. "Damn it." She muttered under
her breath.
It took all her energy to focus on giving the tour, and to hold it
together. As she closed the door she felt her bowels cramping and she
shuddered. She realized she did not have time to go to the service
station. She made a dash for the upstairs bathroom. While running upt
he stairs she tripped and spun and fell backwards. She quickly reached
for the railing. She managed to grab the rail and save her self a
tumbling fall to the bottom. Her next realization was the heavy, warm,
sticky feeling in her panties. In that second of realization she froze.
She gained her balance and stood there at the bottom of the steps with
her hands feeling her backside. She could smell herself, and it was
obvious that she had a full pair of panties. She went to the door and
locked it behind her as she turned around she froze in absolute horror!
She was standing face to face with a mother, and her two children. In
the hurry to get the hell out of there, she didn't notice when they
arrived. Beth was speechless.
"Hi, we're here for the tour." The lady said. Beth stammered for words
but her sentences were unintelligible. "Are you ok?" the lady asked.
"Um I need to go home, Um can we do this tomorrow?" Beth finally
blurted out. The lady sighed. "Well I got off work and picked the kid
sup and rushed over here. I was hoping to do this today." The lady
said. Beth was wondering how long it would be until the lady noticed
what she had done. "I need to go home and change my pants." Beth
sheepishly said while blushing.
"Oh, ok. I thought my little girl needed changing. Um, I'm sorry, I
know you must be really embarrassed right now." The lady said as her
maternal instincts kicked in. "Hey I got a pair of sweatpants I can let
you wear, and um, I can help you clean up. I've got plenty of wipes in
my daughter's diaper bag in the car. That way we can do the tour
today." She said.
Beth was reluctant. "Don't worry, I'm a mom. I've cleaned up poopy
pants lots of times. It's really okay." She said as she put a
reassuring hand on Beth's shoulder. Beth nodded. She had tears in her
eyes but was trying not to cry from the humiliation. Here she was a
lady in her mid 30's getting her dirty pants changed by a mother who
was probably younger than she was.
The kids were running around the yard playing as Beth and their mother
went upstairs to the bathroom. "Ok let me check the damage here." She
said as she tugged on the waste of her pants. "Ok this will be easier
to deal with in the bath tub." She said. She instructed beth to take
off her shoes socks and shirt and bra. She drew some water in the
bathtub and stood there. The lady pulled her pants down and then Beth
sat down in the tub. She took the pants and pulled them off. She went
over to the sink and rinsed them out and put them in a plastic bag
that she had brought up with the wipes and pair of sweat pants.
Then she let the water out of the tub and finished wiping the rest of
the poopie off of her bottom. She dried her off with a towel that she
had also brought with her. Beth pulled up her sweat pants and looked at
her reflection in the mirror. "There ya go. All fixed up." The lady
said as she exited the bathroom. Beth took the plastic bag with her
dirtied panties and threw it in the dumpster across the street where a
house was being built.
Beth gave the lady the tour of the place and what do you know, she was
able to make a sale. After the family was moved in, Beth came to visit
them, as she did for many of her customers. She brought a housewarming
gift. The mother was pregnant with her third child. Beth and her sat
and talked. "Hey, um, Tanks so much for helping me that day. I was so
embarrassed, but you were so kind to me. Thank you." Beth said. "Well
you're welcome honey."
And so it was that Beth continued her career as a Real-estate
agent with no other incidents such as the one she had that one time.
Her and her boyfriend got married and had a family. They all lived
happily ever after. The End!