This is for the most part a true story, at least as much as I can fondly remember it. And it will forever be my very own kink.
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It was raining harder now while I was finishing a quick training run. "So much for a cool down," I thought to myself. I sped up instead and soon was grateful as the mountain lane narrowed toward my house.
When I rounded the curve I noticed a neighbor's downspout had come loose. I decided to slow up now and take a look. They usually left for weeks at a time and clearly were not home. I decided to at least try to fix it for them.
While I was deciding what to do, the young lady who lives around the curve drove up and stopped.
"I saw that earlier." she hollered through the downpour. "I have a key to the house and I can help find a ladder."
"I'm sure they will appreciate your help as much as me." I replied. "I'm Rick by the way."
"Hi I'm Ashly. Its nice to finally know your name."
We had exchanged hellos often but I hadn't realized just how attractive she is until just now. And I'm soaking wet. Great.
As the rain let up, we got the ladder up too. From 13 feet up, the temporary repair was easy and the view was spectacular. Both down the valley and down her blouse. I noticed this right when Ashly handed me the downspout.
"Glad I decided to get back into shape." I thought.
She probably caught me looking and thankfully I didn't get a boner before I got down.
Now finished, I took the ladder around back and Ashly went inside to look for water damage. I always wondered how much of the neighborhood was visible from back here. I could just make out the peaks of a couple rooftops, but otherwise just trees and sky.
I was on the lower patio watching the next storm roll up the valley when Ashly appeared with a couple of beers. She said everything was OK inside. Even though I was soaked from the rain, a cold beer after the run sounded good.