It had been hot and sticky all day. When we had left the house three hours earlier, the sky had been a glorious azure. Now, the air was thick with electricity and the dark clouds loomed ominously above our heads. As we walked through the beautiful countryside we chatted amiably. We were relaxed in each other’s company, having known each other for years. My thin dress clung to my body with sweat. Matthew had taken off his shirt a while back and I couldn’t help noticing how beautiful his tanned, toned body glistened in the eerie light of the storm clouds.
A deep roll of thunder sounded in the distance, deep and powerful. A sudden breeze sent a chill over my exposed skin. The first heavy rain drops came as a relief from the dry heat that had prevailed over the previous days. I lifted my face to the heavens and enjoyed the sensation of the little rivers of pleasure running down my face. The rain became heavy very quickly and soon the claps of thunder were right above us. One particularly violent one made me jump and I laughed.
I looked over at Matt to share the joke but he wasn’t smiling. He looked really uncomfortable and at first I thought he must have been feeling ill. Then I realised that my dress had become transparent in the rain. It was plastered to my slim figure and my hard nipples were clearly visible through my thin bra. I blushed and giggled in embarrassment. I tried to brush it off by pointing out that we’d been swimming together and this was no different.
