It was a very cold, rainy day. We had decided to take a walk, though it was not raining when we left. The streets were pretty empty and the rain was getting stronger. We were about a mile from our downtown apartment and felt we could go a little longer in the rain. It was nice, there weren't too many people around and the rain really wasn't bugging us too bad. She was nestled up against me as we walked through the wet streets, talking banalities to each other. The rain continued to pour and the wind was picking up big time. It was starting to reach a point of discomfort.
To shield ourselves, we took cover under the awning of an abandoned building. It looked like the place was in the midst of a complete re-structuring. It was pitched black inside and there was chains sealing the door. We huddled together under the awning, waiting for the rain to die down enough to move on or go home. If a cab happened by, we would flag it down and get a ride home. The rain continued to pour and the wind picked up even more. Between the heavy rain and the strong wind, even distances as close as across the street were now difficult to make out.
Through the cloud of rain and wind, we saw a cab coming. I attempted to flag it down, but it was no use. The cab flew by, spraying water up all over us. In my anger, I turned around and kicked the front door of the old building. The chains slipped and the door opened slightly. It was just enough for us to slip in. I took a quick look around and slipped through the opening. It was just as cold inside and the wind roared like a crowd at a concert, but it was mostly dry. We walked through the dark building, tripping over the occasional broken desk or exposed floor board. Our eyes quickly adjusted to their surroundings. We wandered around, waiting for the weather to clear up enough.
We found a small room in the back that looked to be a big office at one time. There was a large, dusty desk in the middle of the room and a few cabinets around the perimeter. It was dry and mostly quiet here. You could still here the wind, but it seemed to be muffled a bit. There was also some dim light coming in the scattered dusty windows around the office. You really couldn't see much out of them, but they provided enough light to make this an ideal place to wait out the heavy stuff.
My girlfriend looked around the office as we sat there. There wasn't much to look at. An old extension cord lay on the floor, some supporting beams exposed around the room and lots of dust. My allergies threatened to become an issue, but I kept them under control. It didn't sound like the weather was going to let up anytime soon, and I started to get paranoid about bugs and rodents. It was too dim to see anything small, so I just tried to keep my mind off the idea of spiders running all around us.
"You know, this is my fault." She said apologetically. "You didn't even want to go walking in the rain and I talked you into it."
"It's not your fault, besides; I'm not having a bad time, are you?" I asked.
"Nope, but all I'm saying is that maybe I need to be punished for being so bad." She said in her sexy voice. Suddenly the mood shifted. Was she suggesting we play around in this dirty place? She looked at me with a subtle smile on her face and a look of desire in her eyes. Whenever she says she's been bad, I know she wants it rough. Did she want to get rough here? I wasn't going to give her an out.
"Yeah, you've been real bad!" I said in the commanding voice I take on when we have rough sex. She liked to be pushed around, to be spanked and punished and then to be fucked hard. So hard, she hurts, that's how she likes it. She was sitting on the desk with her legs crossed. I walked up to her and grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her head back so she looked upward. She let out a gasp of mixed pleasure and pain as I pulled on her hair. Her mouth was open slightly and I licked her lips lightly as I held her head back.