After the rain Vol. 1

Jessica, twenty-seven years old, lights up every day spent behind the counter of a chic ready-to-wear boutique in the city center. A passionate saleswoman, she loves advising, folding, organizing—but above all, observing. Her job is an endless parade of faces, shy smiles, lingering glances. And she knows it: with her generous curves highlighted by the outfits she wears—fitted blouse, pencil skirt hugging her hips, heels clicking softly on the parquet floor—she draws male eyes like a magnet. A compliment slipped in while trying on a dress, an accidental brush of fingers while handing over a hanger… every interaction leaves a little spark.

That day, rain pours down without warning, turning the streets into liquid mirrors. Customers become scarce; the boutique turns into a warm, humid cocoon. Then he walks in: tall, soaked coat, hair plastered to his forehead, a disarming smile despite the downpour. He’s looking for a shirt for an impromptu meeting. Jessica helps him; their fingers brush over the fabric, their eyes meet a moment too long. Outside, thunder rumbles; inside, a tension rises, electric.

As closing time nears and the street empties, he stays. “Are you closing soon?” he asks in a low voice. She nods, locks the door, lowers the metal shutter halfway. No more customers, no more witnesses. Just the two of them—adults, consenting, drawn by the same obvious pull. The rain hammers the windows like a primal rhythm. He steps closer; she doesn’t back away. Their lips meet in a kiss salted by the water still dripping from his hair. Hands slide under wet clothes, warm skin contrasting with the cold outside, sighs muffled by the sound of the downpour.

They surrender right there, among the racks and fogged mirrors: urgent caresses, bodies pressing against the counter, shared pleasure in a delicious, wet urgency. The rain washes the city; they wash away all restraint.

The next day at reopening, Jessica smiles at customers as if nothing happened. But when another man steps in under the rain, her pulse already quickens.

The saga has only just begun. Every downpour promises a new encounter, a new secret soaked in desire.

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Erotic saga reserved for an informed public!

Attention: Taboo and Sexual (New Romance, Taboo, Fantasy, Suspense ...) To read alone ... or as a couple;)

After the rain Vol. 1

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