We'd been friends for a while now, enjoying each other's company for a tea/coffee, a BBQ or just getting together for an evening to watch a movie together. We had a good relationship, talking openly about what we did or didn't want in a relationship or even in bed and often enjoyed teasing the other verbally through email, telephone calls or in person. Neither of us had ever made any motion to take it any further than that but I know thoughts of undressing her and making love weren't uncommon as I lay in bed and stroked myself and from some of the looks she gave me when she didn't think I'd noticed I'm sure I wasn't the only one with such thoughts. We'd both been married and divorced so we weren't in any hurry get into another relationship but there was still a definite 'feeling' whenever we were together.
On this particular day we'd decided to take advantage of a wonderfully hot and sunny afternoon to go for a walk in one of the local hiking areas. As usual we talked as we walked and neither of us was paying any attention to the weather until I mentioned that I suddenly felt cool. We were both surprised when we looked at the sky behind us. The clouds were so black it looked like someone had thrown a bottle of ink into the sky. I grew up in the country so I could tell by the speed it was moving that we didn't have anywhere near enough time to get back to the car without getting wet so we decided to make a run for a small picnic shelter that we'd passed a while ago.
I'd like to be able to say we made it there dry, but we didn't. The shelter was just in sight when the rain started. It didn't start with a drizzle, or a few tentative drops – it went from 0 to full blast. I think that even if we'd been within a few yards of the shelter we'd have gotten wet, but as it was we were drenched from one end to the other and pretty much everything in between. Knowing that we were already wet, we quit running and just walked toward the shelter, enjoying the feeling of the rain running down our faces. What a sight we must have been when we got there – we looked at each other and simultaneously started to laugh. As I was laughing though, I noticed something else – not only was her long hair soaked and clinging to her, so was her shirt and cotton shorts. With the rain and the cool breeze there was no doubt that she'd decided to go braless that day.
Her breasts were clearly outlined through the shirt and the twin peaks of her hard nipples were jutting out against the wet fabric. As my eyes moved down her body I could see that her shirt wasn't the only thing clinging to her body. The lines of her bikini panties were as clear as if she wasn't wearing shorts and the curves of her hips and crotch were clearly visible. Realizing I was openly staring at her I forced my eyes back to her face expecting to see an "I caught you looking" look on her face, but instead I found her eyes were locked on my shorts. I knew they'd be as wet and clinging as hers were but it wasn't until I looked down that I could see what had caught her attention – there, clearly outlined against the fabric of my shorts was my erection, in all it's hardened glory.
Now it was her turn to force her eyes back up but when our eyes met, there wasn't a trace of embarrassment or shock in them. There was a small smile on her face – the kind that comes from having thoughts that you're really not sure you should share & the only thing I could see in her eyes was heat – the kind of heat that you feel when your whole body is aroused and you're not thinking of where you are or who's around.
I don't know how long we looked at each other, it could have been seconds or it could have been minutes, but there was no doubting the feelings we were sharing right then. We didn't say a word and we really didn't need to as we simultaneously moved closer, put our arms around each other and slowly pulled ourselves together. I could feel her nipples against my chest just as easily as I'm sure she could feel my hardness pressing against her crotch. It was almost as if there were no clothes between us. As slowly and gently as our bodies had come together, so did our lips. With the water still running from our hair and down our faces we kissed. As we started exploring each other's mouth with our lips and tongues, I could feel the heat spreading through my body.
When we finally parted I knew I wanted to see more of what I'd only dreamed of so before I lost my nerve I pulled her shirt out of her pants and started undoing the buttons, again I wasn't alone in my thoughts because I found her hands trying to pull my T-shirt over my head. There was no way to do both at the same time, so my shirt went first followed very quickly by hers. Again we kissed except now I wanted to follow the drops of water running down her neck and shoulders as they made a trail down her breasts only to drip from the end of her hardened nipples. As my lips and tongue followed the tiny river down to her right breast, my fingers were simultaneously following a similar path to the other breast. I could feel her whole body tense and shudder when my tongue finally reached her nipple and licked the drops of water off as they formed there. I could feel her hands exploring my back and around to my chest, playing with the matted hair and my smaller but equally hard nipples.
I couldn't hear the rain or feel the wind any more – all I could feel was the touch of her hands, the way her breast felt in my hand and the salty taste of the water mixed with her sweat as I sucked and licked it from her skin. I know we might have ended up making love right there under the shelter except for the huge crack of thunder that brought us back to reality. I'm still not sure which of us jumped more, but we were both caught totally by surprise. Realizing that we weren't in the best spot to pursue our loving we took advantage of a small break in the storm to walk hand in hand through the slowing rain back to the car. It was only when we could see people ahead of us that we reluctantly pulled our shirts back on. On the way home I was hoping that the passion we'd found out in the storm wasn't over but when I felt the hand she'd put on my leg move slowly but steadily upwards until it was right on my crotch I was certain I had nothing to worry about there.
I couldn't tell you how long it took to get to my place or what roads I took because all I could think of was the feeling we'd shared at the shelter and what was waiting for us at home. By the time we got back, we were both shivering from the damp and the sudden drop in temperature - even with the car heater going full blast! As soon as we were inside I suggested we have a hot shower to warm up first to which she readily agreed. I remembered her mentioning that she wasn't entirely comfortable with her body, so as we started to undress I reached back and flicked off the light. I heard a quick intake of breath when the lights went out and when I reached out to her I could feel that she'd tensed up.