I had her take off her wet sneakers and socks, gave her a pair of my athletic socks (which fit her like socks on a chicken), and told her that she could go into the bathroom and use the towels there to dry off and get some of the rain out of her clothing. She seemed a bit hesitant, but I told her that it was okay, that I'd still be in the living room working on the computer – and the bathroom door locked, anyway. She smiled at that, and off she went into the bathroom. After about 15 minutes, she came back out, with her clothes appreciably dryer than before. She also had a couple of towels in one hand, and asked me what she should do with them – I took them from her, and dropped them into the laundry hamper. When I got back into the living room, I noticed that she had some things in her other hand, and when I asked if she wanted to put them somewhere to dry, she blushed furiously – only then did I realize that they were her bra and panties.

She was still a bit damp, and just standing there, so I went and got her another towel, laid it on a chair, and told her to go ahead and sit down.

Then, I went into the kitchen and started some water for tea. While waiting for the water to boil, I went back in and told her that if she wanted to watch some TV or listen to the stereo, she could, but that she'd have to keep the sound down so I could finish up my work on the computer.

She agreed, and I gave her the remote for the TV; she quickly found some afternoon cartoons which we both watched and laughed at until the tea kettle started whistling. I made us both some tea, brought her a cup, and then took mine over to drink while I finished my work. While I was working, she was very careful to keep the sound down, even muting the TV when commercials came on.

After an hour or so, she came over to see what I was doing; and when she walked up next to me I turned to see what she wanted, and was greeted by the sight of her still-damp shirt clinging to her breasts – and her hard, dark nipples peeking through the material.