I wrote this as a response to a story prompt. The premise is that the female character is house sitting for her parents, gets locked out in a rain storm and goes to the next door neighbour for help. I never heard back from the original requester. I do intend to add to this one.

With the rain pouring down, I was surprised to hear a knock on my door. As I opened the door I was greeted by the sight of a thoroughly soaked young woman, dripping on my porch. It takes me a moment to recognize her as my neighbour's daughter, Sophie. As she blurts out a story about house sitting and locking her keys in her car and being locked out of the house I can't help but notice how different a couple years make. She looks nothing like the pictures on her parent's walls. Nolonger a child, she is beautiful and desirable... the mostly transparent white summer dress and rather sexy pink undergarments just underline this.

"Sophie, come in! You're soaked!" I say. "Hold on..." I disappear back into the house and come back with a large towel. "Here you go... just out of the dryer." I say handing her the fluffy towel.

"First thing, let's get you warmed up. I'll put the kettle on" I lead her back to the kitchen and motion for her to take a seat on one of the stools at our island counter.

"Next, don't worry, you're not going to have to sleep under your porch. I have a key to your parent's place around here somewhere."

I notice she's still shivering. I pop back into the laundry room and come out with a white terry cloth bathrobe.

"Guest robe. Go put it on at least until you get warmed up" I say pointing to the powder room just outside of the kitchen.

A moment later she comes out, hair wrapped in the towel, bathrobe wrapped high and tight around her for warmth. She holds up her dress and I motion to the laundry room. "At least hang it under the vent so it can dry a bit" I tell her.

The water is ready by the time she comes back out. "Tea? Coffee? Hot Chocolate?" I ask

"Tea would be nice," she responds.

We spend the next thirty minutes drinking tea and making small talk. I am more than entranced with the way her delicate jaw transitions down her slender neck and ending at a completely tempting collarbone... the robe has loosened a bit as she moved.

The rain has slacked off. Colour has come back into her cheeks and she is no longer shivering I rummage around in a drawer and come up with a key on a keyfob. "This should do the trick" I say. "Let's see about getting you back in your house. "Just keep the robe on. You can return it tomorrow" I tell her as she collects her dress. I grab an umbrella and walk her across our lawns to her front porch. As we walk, I can feel her warm body press against mine as we both stay centered under the umbrella. I open the door to the house with my key and then motion her to wait as she turns on some lights.

I quickly return to my garage, find what I'm looking for and return to her car. I slide the piece of metal between the window and the trim wiggle it around and with a quick pull her car is unlocked.

I chuckle at her look of disbelief, "The fruits of a misspent youth," I reply retrieving her keys and re locking her car.

I go up the stairs to where she is standing at her front door. I hand her the keys. She says "Thank you! You're a life saver!" and reaches up putting her hands on my shoulders and popping up slightly to give me a kiss. Unexpectedly, her weight seems to shift slightly and she falls into a much deeper kiss. Her arms wrap around my neck as her lips open slightly and her tongue explores the inner edge of my lips.

In reflex, one hand slides around her back, pulling her closer as the other one slides up to cup and incredible firm, yet soft breast. I join her in the kiss, savoring in the sensation of the first few moments of a new partner.

My eyes widen as I realize what is happening. I think to myself "What the fuck am I doing?" I break our embrace suddenly and mutter something sounding like "I'm glad you're safe and alright" as I make a hasty retreat back to my own house. You pause a moment at the door watching me go before both of our doors close and we are left in confusion to ponder our interrupted desire for the rest of the evening...