When Leah was finished laying out the blanket, the rain began in earnest. She lay down on the blanket, pulling Adam down next to her. "Oh, Adam, it's so good to be close to you again. It's been days since we've even been in the same room together. Tell me you're as happy as I am." Finally acknowledging his helplessness against the forces of nature, Adam sighed, and turned to his wife.
Leah's hair was beginning to stick to her neck as it collected the falling rain. As Adam looked at her, he realized how true it was that they'd been too separate for too long. She was wonderful, and she was in love with him. How could he have ignored her? "Sweetheart, you know I love you. I'm the luckiest man in the world to have you here with me." With that, he pulled her close, his arm around her waist as he kissed her. The familiar taste of her lips against his, mixed with the cold wetness of the increasing rain on their faces made him catch his breath quickly in surprise. He had missed her so much!
Leah broke their kiss slowly, pulling away so that she could begin to undress. Already, she was so excited that she was nearly unable to unfasten the buttons of her cotton shirt, let alone her jeans. Adam, realizing what she was trying to do, offered his assistance, and soon she was clad only in her underwear. Her white bra and panties, transparent in the rain, stuck to her body, raising goosebumps with their damp coldness and displaying her erect nipples tantalizingly. Adam, unable to resist their teasing, ran his large hands from his wife's wrists, all the way up her arms, and down her chest, following the swell of her soft flesh, until his splayed fingers completely covered her breasts. He began to squeeze, softly at first, and then more insistently, until Leah couldn't repress a moan of excitement. She frantically reached for his face, and brought his lips to hers for another kiss which they would not break until they had managed to undress Adam, awkward though it was.
Lying back, completely naked and at the mercy of the elements, Adam looked up toward the sky. He could see patches of grey through the grasses which closed over his head, but little else. He and Leah were totally hidden in the tall weeds, known only to the occasional bird that flew by, seeking cover. Rain dripped from the leaves above his body onto his body and his wife's. Wherever he and Leah touched, their skin was slick with water. Like an otter, Leah slid her belly over his, still wearing her soaking wet underwear. Adam reached quickly around her, unfastening her bra before sliding both it and her panties off her willing body.
Adam then seized Leah's torso, and flipped her over onto her back on the cold, rain-soaked blanket. He wanted to look at her, vulnerable to the rain and open to him. She spread her legs, lifting her knees, knowing that her husband always found pleasure in the sight of her body. Thunder ripped through the splattering sound of raindrops as Adam reached to caress her. His hands slid easily over Leah's legs, from her ankles to her hips, intensifying her pleasure and drawing ever more goosebumps to the surface of her skin.
