When it Rains...

by tremblingmoon

The rain poured down in sheets, hitting the ground with such force that Tracey was sure she could feel the underlining of her skirt grow heavy with moisture.

She almost made it to her office undetected, her blouse clinging to her body and nearly translucent, but Kelly was waiting at the door.

"You're all wet," Kelly stated matter-of-factly, but the quirking of her lips and the unconcealed appreciation in her eyes as they raked over the brunette's readily defined curves sent a surprising wave of arousal through Tracey's body.

Tracey shivered.

"I need to change."

"Sure," Kelly stepped aside. "Besides," she said, smiling mischievously as her gaze drifted decidedly lower than her colleague's eyes, "You're getting goose bumps."