Shannon arrived home from a late day at the office. Another night where she had to work late when she had plans. She quickly jumped in the shower, and then threw on a cotton dress. She put on her makeup to the sound of rain beating against her roof. The phone rang and she rushed to the bedroom to answer it.
"Hello?" She answered.
"Hi sweetie. Are you coming over tonight?" asked the male voice on the other end.
"Yes, Michael. I am so sorry. I was stuck at work again late tonight. I am getting ready right now. I will be over just as soon as I can. Although this damn storm will probably ruin all my preparations anyways."
Michael laughed and comforted her by saying; "You look beautiful without all your preparations anyways. I will see you in a little bit, just drive safely. I don't want you to get in a wreck driving over here."
"Thank you, Michael. You are a sweetheart; that is why I love you. I will talk to you soon."
Shannon threw on her long, tan trench coat and headed out the door after putting the final touches on her face. She rushed out the door, running through the pouring rain to her car. She could hear the rumbles of thunder in the distance. She pulled out of her driveway and headed down the back streets out of town. She pulled up to a red light and her car began to sputter. She held the brake down and pushed on the accelerator to keep the engine running. The light turned green and she exited town.
She wished Michael would take her up on her offer to move in with her so she wouldn't have to drive out of the city to see him. Shannon drove down the back road as the lightning began to dance across the sky. Her windshield wipers waved back and forth in front of her face, wiping the downpour away. Shannon was a couple of miles out of town and listening to the relaxing music on the radio when her car began to act up again. After sputtering a few seconds the engine and power shut off. Shannon smacked the steering wheel and cursed her car.
"Twenty-five years of my life and I have never had as terrible luck as tonight!"
Shannon reached in her pocket for her cell phone, but it wasn't there. She frantically searched her other pockets then checked the passenger seat only to remember that she had placed her cell phone on the kitchen counter when she was putting on her coat. In her rush she forgot to pick it back up. She was about to cry. Tears were welling up in the corners of her eyes.
Seeing a house just down the road, Shannon decided to make a run for it through the dark, rainy night. She bundled her coat up and grabbed an umbrella. She opened her car door and opened her umbrella. She climbed out into the fierce weather and slammed her car door shut behind her. The strong winds blew the rain at her, despite her carrying the umbrella. Shannon walked on the side of the road towards the house when a big gust of wind kicked up and blew her umbrella inside out. Shannon cursed the storm as she tried to fix her umbrella. The rain was coming down so hard that she was drenched within seconds. Shannon gave up on fixing her umbrella as it would be of no use now anyhow and hurried to the house.
The front porch light was on and only a dim light in the back of the house was visible. Shannon ran the doorbell as she stood in the pouring rain hoping someone would answer. The door slowly opened and there stood a beautiful woman. Shannon looked at her face and was mesmerized. Unable to speak for a few seconds the lady asked, "May I help you?"
"Oh yes. I am sorry. My car just broke down on the side of the road over there. I was wondering if I could use your phone."
The lady opened the screen door and said, "Sure. Come inside out of the rain. That was rude of me to let you standing out there in the rain. I apologize. You are drenched sweetie. Would you like to dry off first?"
Shannon shook her head yes. She stared into the woman's deep green eyes. She was amazed at how her long black hair glistened in the dim light and rested upon her full breasts. The woman's breasts were accentuated by the tight black sleeveless top she had on.
"I am having the worst day. I was on my way to see my boyfriend when my car broke down. I forgot to grab my cell phone off my kitchen counter in my rush because I had to work extra late tonight. Things just keep getting worse and worse for me."
The woman put her long, thin hand on Shannon's shoulder and said, "There there you poor thing. Let me see if I can make your night a little better. Would you like me to dry your clothes for you really quick? I have some clothes that I think would fit you fine and I can warm up some hot chocolate for you while you wait."
"I don't know. I am already running late and I don't want to have to burden you. Besides, my boyfriend will be worried sick if I don't show up soon."
"I'll tell you what...what was your name again?"
"Oh I am sorry. Shannon. My name is Shannon."
"Nice to meet you Shannon. My name is Valerie. How about if I take those soaking wet clothes for you and give you a dry set to wear. You can call your boyfriend and let him know what happened and where you are. In the meantime I will make some hot chocolate and we can relax until he gets here. Does that sound like a plan?"
Shannon shook her head yes. Valerie turned around and disappeared only to return a few seconds later with a towel. Shannon dried off with the towel before being lead to Valerie's bathroom.
"Let me grab you some clothes and then you can change in here Shannon. By the way, you have such a gorgeous figure. I hope you don't mind me saying so. It is just that those drenched clothes show the outline of your figure well."
As Valerie exited the restroom Shannon wondered if she was being hit on or if Valerie was simply being complimentary. Shannon didn't think she was that good looking. She knew she had a decent body and fairly good looks but she wasn't one who turned heads when she walked into a room. She thought Valerie, on the other hand, was absolutely beautiful. Shannon couldn't help but glance at Valerie's ass as she exited the room. She admired how Valerie's tight cheeks bounced back and forth in those tight jeans. Shannon's thoughts were interrupted when Valerie re-entered the room. Valerie handed her some clothes and shut the door behind her.
Shannon quickly peeled the soaking wet clothes from her body. She grabbed the dry shirt off the counter and noticed that it looked entirely too small for her. Having no other choice, Shannon pulled it over her head and struggled to put her arms through. She looked in the mirror and noticed that the shirt exposed her stomach at the bottom and pulled tight against her breasts, even exposing her nipples through the material. Shannon stood there for a minute and wondered what she was going to do. She couldn't possibly go out there with her breasts sticking out like that.
Shannon heard a knock on the door and looked as the door began to open. Valerie entered and stopped in her tracks, her eyes glued on Shannon's lower half, which was exposed. "I am sorry. I thought you would be dressed by now", Valerie said as her eyes scanned up Shannon's body.
Shannon felt very insecure and violated at this moment. Valerie handed Shannon a cup of hot chocolate and left the room. Shannon stood there in shock, not moving for more than a minute. Her thoughts came back to the present and she realized she still hadn't put any pants on. Shannon quickly grabbed the shorts, wanting to put them on before Valerie appeared again. Shannon couldn't believe that Valerie had given her a pair of Spandex shorts to put on. Shannon quickly slipped her feat in them and pulled them up to her waist.
Shannon looked in the mirror and noticed that the shorts outlined every single inch of her body. She felt as though she was wearing see-through shorts. Valerie knocked on the door again and asked if Shannon was decent. Shannon wanted to say no, but told her she was. Valerie opened the door and quickly surveyed Shannon before speaking.
"Shannon, these clothes show off your beauty. It is a shame to hide your beautiful figure behind a cotton dress. I bet few people know how beautiful you are because you always hide your body behind baggy clothes or cotton dresses. Am I right?"
Shannon replied, "Well, I don't think of it that way. These clothes are a little bit too revealing for my liking. I am not one to show my every inch to the world."
