Through The Rain: Kitchen sex on a rainy night
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She is making dinner for her date, he should arrive any second, and she wonders if they'll have sex.
John shows up early, drenched from the rain. Neither of them is interested in dinner. They kiss. They shed their clothes on the kitchen floor and have explosive sex against the refrigerator. All thoughts of dinner are forgotten.
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Through The Rain - Jeremiah K. Black
THROUGH THE RAIN
Jeremiah K. Black
Artcover: Ray Litsala
Copyright: BERLINABLE UG
Berlinable invites you to leave all your fears behind and dive into a world where sex is a tool for self-empowerment.
Our mission is to change the world - one soul at a time.
When people accept their own sexuality, they build a more tolerant society.
Words to inspire, to encourage, to transform.
Open your mind and free your deepest desires.
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It was raining. Big, heavy drops that fell straight down and made a soft thuk
when they hit the patio. It was a good sound…solid. The drops that hit the lawn were silent, like they didn’t exist at all. The ones that hit the round metal roof (designed so that squirrels couldn’t crawl down and steal the seed) at the top of the bird feeder were louder: almost jarring, like an army of tiny little hammers was pounding, shaping the metal into something else.
Michelle could hear the rain on the roof, tapping on the shingles. On the leaves, slapping. It ran down the plate glass at the front of her condo; a steady waterfall encasing her space. She could see it pooling in spots by the walk. Light bubbled and bounced in the puddles: reflections from the streetlights, passing cars, the quarter moon in the night sky.
She had just run in from her car, rushing to get home in time. She had gathered up her things from the passenger seat and made it from the garage to her front door in less than ten seconds but still her shoes were soaked, her blouse was wet.
She stood in her kitchen, flats kicked off, looking out the window, feeling the water through her clothes. The lights were still off. The whole place was calm, silent. She reached under her untucked blouse and unclasped her bra, tossed it on the counter next to the Sendik’s grocery bag filled with canned artichoke hearts, dried linguine, basil leaves, tomatoes.
It sat there, twisted. The two padded cups upended, catching the dim light from the window; straps coiled like a baby snake around them; a shadow starting out dark and then blending into the counter as it went out. The perfect still life.
She wasn’t a painter. Or artist of any kind. That kind of shit was a mystery to her. Occasionally she’d think about it. She’d think: What if?
What if she could swing by Michael’s Art Supply and stock up on acrylics, set up a studio in her extra room, sit there with the wireless speaker playing instrumental music while she filled up a canvas with color? Landscape? Irises? How does a person even know