Come out of the rain... (Bevatoria and Karixia)

[Bevatoria]

As the lightning flashed outside, and the rain came pouring down, the man in front of the television didn't mind it one bit. It wasn't that he particularly liked the doom and gloom, or the sudden storm that had come out of nowhere. But it suited his mood at the moment. Martin Burris hadn't had a good few days, to say the least. His cheating whore of a girlfriend had dumped him, he was behind on the rent (thanks to the above, as they'd been splitting it and barely getting by), and his hours at work had been cut. So he sat, blankly watching the television as he had been for the past few hours.

It was a small house; with drab carpeting, a dark couch. Downstairs was storage, the laundry room, and the furnace, all unfinished.

Life wasn't quite as fun at twenty eight as it had been at twenty seven. He didn't want to get on his exercise bike, didn't want to clean up his basement, didn't want to go on his computer, where he could still smell her perfume. Nor did he feel like drinking to numb the pain (at the very least, not yet). He just wanted to watch the news mindlessly, letting the pain sink in like an open wound, to get angrier and angrier with no outlet for it. She'd said he hadn't been forceful enough, hadn't been daring enough, hadn't taken enough chances with their relationship or been open about how he felt about her.

Well. If she thought so little of his love, then why bother with it? Fuming even more as he thought about it, Martin's hand tightened, as if she was there, as if he could take her, grab her, force her over the table and do the things she apparently wanted done to her. Another deep breath, as he knew that would never be the case, and probably wouldn't' be for a while. He was stuck here, alone, his neighbors all away for the long weekend, with family, friends, whatever.

And it wasn't as if someone was going to come knocking on his door in this weather, right?

 

[Karixia]

Jessica noticed her car giving the last signs of life, the lights on the dashboard suddenly began flashing as the car dropped to a halt. “Fuck!” she groaned as she looked outside, it was pouring down hard and she had no idea what just happened to her car. Placing the car on parking she tried to once again start her car up but it did not even responded. Finally she turned off the car and looked outside, it was raining like never before and she was afraid of that rain.

Finally she decided to give her phone a try and turned it on only to find out she had no signal left on it. “Just fucking great!” she leaned her head back on the seat and sighed while looking at the rain outside. There was a storm coming and if she did not find refuge she would need to spend the night on the car thing that she really wasn’t looking forward to. Biting her lower lip she looked outside and was afraid of even going out of the car, the car was too small for her to sleep in so she needed to risk it.

Taking an deep breath she placed the keys on her purse and opened the door a bit and locked it after that so when she closed the door it would shut and lock. Finally counting down from three she began running down the streets trying to find anybody nearby. For almost an hour she ran and ran, her shoes were already gone and her clothing were damp and sticking to her body. “Fuck fuck fuck!” she cursed out loud as she ran and ran until finally the lights of a house became visible.

Rushing over to it she noticed the house was a bit runned down but she would do anything to get off the rain. Knocking on the door she began calling out in case the people inside could not hear her knocks, “Hello!... please help!”. She coughed and felt her throat began to get sore, she would be getting sick if she did not go away from this place. She knocked again and again hoping anybody could answer her call, if nobody did then she would need to do something to get inside otherwise she could be getting very sick.

 

[Bevatoria]

It took him a moment to realize that it was actually his door getting knocked on, and not something from the television as Martin sprang to his feet. Who could it possibly be? He took a moment to make sure he was presentable - a bit of stubble, with a grey t-shirt that had seen better days and dark green shorts - and then ambled over to the door. He was in decent shape, but his depression had taken a bit out of his routine and he opened the door, telling himself he was ready for anything. Except what he ended up seeing.

A young woman, probably early 20's, dripping wet, he clothes plastered to her skin from the rain, the storm. The cough that escaped her brought him forward; and, angry or not, he was still a human being, and this girl needed his help.

Even as dark thoughts formed at the back of his mind at what he could do after he made sure she was okay...

"Whoa..." He breathed, placing his hands on her arms. "Come in! Jeez...." Martin looked her over again, his breath leaving him both at how wet she was and at how exposed she was. "Who are you? Where-what happened?" He started, trying to take things slowly as he pulled her inside, closing the door behind her as she dripped onto his shoe mat.

 

[Karixia]

She saw the door open and a man at the other side ushered her inside. Once out of the cold she hugged herself trying to prevent her breasts from being seen through the shirt she was wearing. "I... I am Jessica, my car broke down awhile ago and I been wondering over the last hour for a place to stay at least until the storm is over". She blushed and looked down to the floor, her legs were shaking as well as her arms. She groaned as she finally looked down at the shoe mat which was becoming wet due to her, "I am sorry for wetting your carpet sir...".

She had no idea where to put herself, she was so weak and ashamed of the current situation. She had money but it was in her credit card which did not worked at the moment. Dropping her purse she finally looked at him square on his eyes, her weak green eyes looking at his as if asking for some help. "I...I will repay you for your kindness if you would just let me stay here until the storm is over, please?"

 

[Bevatoria]

"Jeez." It seemed to be all he could say now, hearing her story, how unlikely it was. "I'm Martin." He said quickly, before adding: "Don't feel bad about the mat, it's just water..." He stepped away, bolting quickly to the linen closet as she asked him to stay here. "Of course, of course, come in." He handed her one large towel, using the other on her hair, trying to dry her off as best he could. She'd get his floor wet, but that was a small consequence for helping her...and for what he intended to take from her. He would never ask for money, but there were other things a young woman could pay with.

"Come on in." He said again, motioning the young girl now wrapped in his towel towards his bathroom. "I'll let you clean up, shower if you want, and I can get your clothes dried." Well, washed and dried. "If you stay in those you'll freeze to death." As if he needed to tell her that; she had came here to avoid that, after all, as he kept on urging her forward. "Right in there, take off those wet clothes...I'll get you something to wear."

Closing the door behind her, he went to the kitchen to put some tea on. After all, the appearance of hospitality would make her suspect less when things got a little dark. Fate had dropped Jessica into his lap and Martin was determined to take advantage of it.

Or take advantage of her.

 

[Karixia]

She gasped as soon as two towels were dropped on top of her and he began drying her out. Not moving from where she was until he was done with her. Finally she walked slowly until he revealed the bathroom to her. She did needed to get rid of these clothing but in a strangers house she felt a bit apprehensive to do so. Deciding that she could trust him for now she closed the door behind her and first removed her shirt and placed it where he told her.

Next came her pants as she just pulled them down, the rain made the set of pants heavy so it was easy for her to just squeeze herself out of them. She would need to be under the warm water for awhile if her body was ever going to recover. Jessica reached behind her to pull out her black lace bra watching her breasts pop out, she was quite proud of them reaching almost a D cup. Reaching for her panties she pulled them down as her trimmed pubic hairs and pussy was finally let free. Now fully naked she walked up to the shower and turned on the warm water.

Walking inside she felt the warm water hit her skin and instantly she began to feel better. Smirking she began to clean her hair as well as her entire body while the water heated her body down to normal. She hummed out loud as she cleaned herself taking her time and allowing her body to recover. Looking up as the water hit her face she tried to think of a way to get her car fixed up the next morning.

 

[Bevatoria]

He waited for the shower to start to open the door, calling out. "I'm just getting your clothes to be dried." The temptation of leaving her there with just the towel to cover up with was palpable, and Martin wondered again how his mind had gotten so twisted, so caught up in taking out his sexual frustration against this young woman that just wanted to get out of the rain. He didn't even know if she was that hot, really; seeing someone totally wet and with their hair plastered to their face was not exactly the best first impression to give.

Still, he decided he'd have some fun either way, and grabbed a ridiculously short robe. It was short only because it was one that one of his previous roommates had left here, and she had been the shortest woman Martin had ever seen. It would probably cover Jessica up as much as necessary, although how much more then that was anyone's guess...and something Martin was already thinking about, seeing more then glimpses of her bare flesh.

He got a few things out, wondering if soup would work for supper with all of the rain coming down outside. The girl stll had to finish her shower, so he'd see what kind of a mood she was in after that.

 

[Karixia]

Jessica noticed him entering and taking her clothing and she just covered herself by pure reaction. Noticing him leaving a woman's robe there made her wonder exactly who did that belonged to. Finally when he left she went back to her shower until her body felt warm enough to be able to be outside. Finally grabbing the towel as she turned off the water with her free hand. Drying herself up she got out and looked at the robe that was left.

Placing it in front of her body she noticed that it was very short, the little bastard was trying to get a peak of her. "Just this once... I guess he would need a show since he helped me out". Shaking her head she put on the small robe and tried to fix her hair as best as she could. Her eyes were set on the mirror in front of her and how the robe was almost see through if he dedicated himself to look really well. Blushing she took a long deep breath and walked out from the bathroom as she looked at him and then looked down blushing. "Umm thanks again for the shower, it was very nice" she tried to cover her breasts as much as she could with the skimpy robe she was wearing.

 

[Bevatoria]

"It'll be my pleasure to have you here until the storm gets chased off." Martin was piddling around in the kitchen, grateful for something to distract him from the sight of Jessica in the tiny, sheer robe he'd given her, his perverted mind already filling in the details of her young, naked body under it. "Are you hungry? I could make us some soup to help warm us up, beat the cold rain and thunder..."

He could see her from his small kitchen, but he kept talking, both to distract her and him; the last thing Michelle needed to see was Martin's hungry gaze travelling up her long legs up, up to where her thighs and ass disappeared into the robe . "How far away is your car? Is it totally broken down, out of gas, just stalled?" She talked about walking an hour, and he turned back to her.

"You really walked for an hour before getting here?" He knew what road that was, there was only one side road so abandoned coming to his place. "Well, you're lucky you found me. I might be the only person around here for a while..."

 

[Karixia]

"I would love something to eat thank you...." she blushed moving to a free chair and sitting down on it. So far he was being nice with only staring at her, she could imagine him staring all night long so that did not bothered her. "Totally, does not even make the attempt to start, yeah it's on the side of the road about one hour away, I even lost my shoes while walking up to here". The fact that he was the only person nearby made her worry, she knew men often used their dicks more than their head while thinking.

She sighed looking outside and shrugging, "The storm is really going". Looking around she tried to look for her clothing but she did not found any traces of them. Shrugging she looked down and blushed once again as she found him staring at her. She had to wonder why he was living alone in a place like this with no apparent people living nearby.

 

[Bevatoria]

Martin nodded as he moved to put some soup on, the stove already heated and the broth already set. He perked his eyebrow up at her losing her shoes; he was more then a little impressed. Someone so slight wasn't usually so hearty when it came to enduring a storm. "You sure you're feeling okay? No lingering congestion, sore throat, anything like that?" He was serious when he said it; physically, he wanted to know that Jessica was okay.

And to distract her from thinking about anything else. "Did you manage to call anyone before you came here?" He stirred the pot of soup idly, the spices, vegetables, and noodles already circling around. "Is anyone coming to get you or...." He tried not to sound hopeful, just curious, trying to figure out if she was really as alone as she appeared to be, or if she was just biding time until her help arrived.

"Well, it's a good thing you came to me. Not a lot of folks out here right now..." He started. "it'd be a shame if someone bad got a hold of you." Little did she know, she was with someone bad, covered only by a sheer robe, the belt holding it but a whisk away from revealing her young body to him.

"This won't be long now...would you like some water? Milk?" Martin turned to her. "I live alone, so I don't have the biggest selection of drinks ever..."

 

[Karixia]

She shook her head and smiled, “No I am fine, that shower worked wonders”. Grinning she looked out the window as she saw the thunder and lightning strike nearby. His next question was a little strange to her and that reminded her of something, “That is why I was searching for a place, in part so I can make a phone call and ask for somebody to come get me”. She sighed moving her hair to the back of her head as she stretched her back.

“No I am fine, although I could take some water from you” she grinned as she stood up and walked to the window. “You know, sometimes it makes me wonder how powerful nature truly is. To be able to kill any living thing in less than a second with a lightning makes you wonder how destructive mother nature can truly be. The storm will not let out for a few hours” she was stating as the matter of fact. “I am studying science so I know pretty much how to read the sky and everything like that”.

 

[Bevatoria]

He was glad Jessica seemed to be getting more comfortable here, and he stirred as she spoke. Martin knew he'd have to improvise a bit to keep her completely isolated, his eyes drawn to her as she stretched, her chest arching provocatively out at him, the belt in the robe loosening just a little....god,he wanted to just pull it off entirely.

Not yet. Draw her in, first.

He went to the fridge to grab the cold pitcher of water he kept around. "So you're a scientist. Are you studying to become a meteorologist? A weather person?" Martin tried not to smile at the thought as he poured her a glass of water. "There's no way you could be worse then the weather people on TV...they never get it right." He moved back to the soup, as it had been simmering long enough. Martin pulled it off the heat, grabbing a ladle to pour it into the bowls as he turned back to her.

"Still, it's too bad about the storm. It seems to be killing my internet, all the way out here...." He sighed. "I don't have a home phone line since I live alone, and my cell phone's charging. So I hate to say you're stuck with me for a little while longer."

It would depend on one's definition of a little while as he brought two bowls of soup to the table, and a couple of spoons along with his glass of milk. "It's just a vegetable soup I toss together for weather like this...I hope you like it." He'd spiced it pretty well, and unlike everything else that he hoped to happen this evening, Martin did want her to like it.

He was sitting perpendicular to her, not wanting to be obvious about his glances as they ate.

 

[Karixia]

She shook her head, "I want to chase storms, I want to investigate those amazing things called tornadoes and try to figure out how they work exactly". She noticed him moving about as she grabbed the glass of water and drank a little bit from it. There was something about this guy that totally had her on the edge, the fact that he haven't tried anything was slowly relaxing her but the thought was still on the back of her mind, a lady should not be so trusting after all. She could already smell the soup, her stomach rumbled just by the look and smell of it.

Walking over to where he served the soup she sat back down and tasted the soup a bit first. Jessica looked at the soup for a couple of seconds and smelled the aroma coming from it. She smiled as she clearly liked the taste of the soup, finally Jessy began eating as fast as she could trying to get as much soup inside her body as she could. Her body began warming up quite a bit with the soup hitting her body. Smiling she looked at him and nodded, "It is good, thank you". Perhaps she was going too much about this, the man was nice enough to give her some food and shelter while the storm goes out.

 

[Bevatoria]

Martin didn't have to fake his interest as he looked at her; being a tornado chaser was a very interesting...well, life goal. Career choice, maybe not. But it showed some spunk, and some gusto. "That's a very bold choice. I hope it works out for you." He didn't want to dwell on, even if it would give Jess the chance to think more about how being here was still a bad idea. He was a stranger to her, and if she knew what he was thinking right now...

"You're welcome. I always make this much anyways, no sense in cooking this much just for one person...always have leftovers." They wouldn't know he'd actually made less then usual this time. No time spent putting leftovers away meant more time to get to know Jessica like he was hoping to. Like her barely clad body under the tiny robe she was still wearing. His eyes were drawn every time her robe shifted, revealing more of her body in a different spot.

Soon, their meal was done. "You can head out into the main room and make yourself comfortable on the couch. I'll just clean up a bit in here." He'd do the dishes later...Martin's lust was rising and he didn't want to wait anymore. He had a vulnerable, nearly naked woman in his house and he didn't want to wait to take out some of his frustration on her any longer.

 

[Karixia]

She smiled at what he said, he was being kind and nice which was really good and was clearly placing her at ease. Taking an deep breath she stood up after she finished with the soup and nodded, "Thank you again sir". She walked over to the couch and looked around before sitting down on it trying to keep her legs as closed as she could not wanting him to peek at something she did not wanted him to peak. She could not possibly leave this place right now with the storm outside and without any clothes left so for now she decided to just hold on.

She had no idea where her purse went but right now she could had guessed it was either drying or with her clothing. She looked at the window and then at the tv in front of her. He was watching some show about police chases or something like that, the typical show a guy his age would see. Placing both legs in a crossed position in front of her she waited for him to finish up cleaning.

 

[Bevatoria]

She smiled at what he said, he was being kind and nice which was really good and was clearly placing her at ease. Taking an deep breath she stood up after she finished with the soup and nodded, "Thank you again sir". She walked over to the couch and looked around before sitting down on it trying to keep her legs as closed as she could not wanting him to peek at something she did not wanted him to peak. She could not possibly leave this place right now with the storm outside and without any clothes left so for now she decided to just hold on.

She had no idea where her purse went but right now she could had guessed it was either drying or with her clothing. She looked at the window and then at the tv in front of her. He was watching some show about police chases or something like that, the typical show a guy his age would see. Placing both legs in a crossed position in front of her she waited for him to finish up cleaning.

It didn't take Martin long to finish cleaning up, as he pondered what the next move was, almost shaking his head in disgust as he put the dishes away. He had a beautiful blonde woman in his house, nearly naked, comfortable with him and seemingly oblivious to any ill intent he was hiding. What exactly what it was he was waiting for?

Eventually, he made his way out, settling in on the couch next to her (coincidentally in between the front door and her), not even bothering to hide his lack of interest in the show on the television as the storm raged outside. "Does lightning scare you?" he asked innocuously. "You mentioned about nature being able to kill someone in an instant, and wanting to be a storm chaser, stuff like that...there's a lot of risk involved in that." As if he was asking a more intimate question, he sidled up closer to her, feeling her body's presence even as he wasn't that close to her.

It was her rawness, her near nudity, and his attraction to her that made it intense.

"It's just..." He looked down, as if in shame (even if he just wanted to gape at her bare legs a bit without getting caught). "...I'm not much of a risk taker." Martin put an arm behind the couch, closer to her. "But you seem to be one."

 

[Karixia]

She was far too lost on the tv show to even noticed that he was creeping closer to her. She snapped back to reality and noticed him being a little bit too close to where she was making her moved a bit to the other side so he would not be so close that he could touch her. She hated being touched by people she barely knew and this guy was creeping her out the moment he laid eyes on her. With nothing to call her name with her at the moment and the storm outside she had no choice but to stay in the house at least until the storm cleared out enough so she could go outside, even in the skimpy clothing she was in.

She looked over at him and at how he was acting, there was something creeping her out alright and she could not put a finger on it. “Ummm can you go get my clothing? I really don’t care if they are still wet I just need to go” she stood up and backed away from him. She noticed the position that he was in blocking the exit to the outside. She bit her lip and tried her best to go around the couch so she could try and have a clear path towards the door. “Get my clothing and my things….” This time it was not a request but more of a demand this guy was bad news and she needed to get out before he tried anything with her.

 

[Bevatoria]

Martin had the talent to almost look hurt when she asked to leave. "Jessica, why would you say that?" He tilted his head. "It's still raining outside, your car's still broken down, and there's nobody in the area right now." He spoke as if he was talking to a child, just a hint of darkness in his voice. "You'll catch cold."

Then she stood up and backed away. That got Martin to rise too, as well as he more insistent request, even if she was going further into the house, he tilted his head. "I can't get your clothes for you, Jessica." He started to walk towards her slowly, deliberately, an even expression on his face as he started to leer at her.

"I threw them in my furnace the moment you gave them to me." His pace got faster as he started to corner her against the wall, reaching out for the sleeve of the skimpy robe she was still wearing. One hand grabbed that, while the other went for the belt around her hip, yanking it off of her. "So you have nothing to wear."

He could smell her fear, and it was intoxicating.

 

[Karixia]

She gasped as soon as she heard his words, did he actually burned her belongings?. She backed away and tried her best to look for a way out, yes she was screwed big time but still if she could make it out of the house perhaps she could find some help. She continued to back away until her back was stopped by a wall and then her gown was taken off her body leaving her naked. She tried her best to cover herself using her two arms but it was clear what his intentions were, he wanted to rape her and never have her leave.

"Please... let me go... I beg of you.. I won't tell anybody... just let me go..." she was shaking in fear as he stood right in front of her blocking her way out. She decided that if she was going to go out she would go out swinging so she attempted to slap his face as hard as she could so she could use the momentum to run for the door.

 

[Bevatoria]

He blocked her hand, at least partially, but Martin let the blow connect, fueling his anger as he responded with a slap of his own, his other hand going for her hair to haul her by it back towards his couch. "I'll let you go, Jessica. After all, I'm not a murderer...." He smiled as he ogled her nudity, letting her see the lust in his eyes, and enjoying the fear in hers. "After we've had our fill."

He bent her sprawled body over the couch, lining himself up. "You can just take it, accept it, maybe enjoy it..." Martin yanked her head back up to his lips so he could whisper to her "...but I do hope you keep fighting, as that makes it more fun for me..."

The sound of a zipper was audible even through the storm and the noise of the room as he prepared to take the young woman who had made the misfortune of coming here. At least she hadn't seen what else was downstairs yet...

 

[Karixia]

She screamed as he landed the hit square on her cheeks causing her to see the stars. Her mind seemed to be confused because of the slap, not hearing his talking she was pushed to the couch. Screaming she landed face down on the couch, the hit was causing her to get more confused about what was going on. Her mind was brought back to reality as he spoke next to her ear making her hear all of his words which were like daggers on her heart. She looked at him as he pulled his zipper down and his cock sprung out of it's holding. "No please no!" she began to try and move away from the couch trying to make her way towards the door as fast as she could as she began running towards it hoping that she could make it in time.