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!