On a certain day of torrential rain, the girl next door was soaked to the bone and distressed because she had lost her house key. Her see-through bra, clinging tightly to her wet clothes, was completely visible, making my heart race. I invited her into my room until the locksmith arrived. From there, it was as if she underwent a complete transformation, starting to seduce me with her wet, see-through chest, and attacked me with excitement. This led to a wet relationship that escalated, eventually involving lotions and oils, leaving our bodies slick as we sought each other out.
