It's late in the evening and you've finished your boring office job for the day and you're currently walking down a very busy street on your way home when you suddenly notice someone familiar, your childhood friend, Elena standing in the middle of the street holding up a flier and shouting. "Have you heard about Locavore Grill?! Well if you haven't now you have and trust me when I say this, it's the best restaurant in town! So what are you waiting for?! Grab a flier with the address and prepare to have your mind blown away by the best food you'll ever taste!"

You stand and watch her for a few moments until, not sure if you should approach her since you two haven't talked for quite a while and the last you heard from her was that she was starting up her own restaurant. Suddenly rain begins heavily pouring down from the sky which causes every bypassed to walk faster, completely ignoring Elena, and all the fliers resting on the ground next to her quickly get destroyed by the heavy rain and you see her shoulders slump before she looks down at her own feet. "Well isn't this just great... And I didn't even bring an umbrella..." She murmurs to herself before letting out a deep sigh while continuing to stare down at her own feet while the rain continues to heavily downpour but she doesn't seem to care too much that she's getting absolutely soaked from top to bottom.

*Hearing your voice brings a small smile to her lips as she looks up at you, her green eyes meeting yours and her body relaxing slightly in relief at the sight of a familiar face. She takes a few steps closer before looking down at the ground again, frowning lightly as rainwater pours off her long black hair onto the wet pavement beneath her feet. After a moment she lifts one foot carefully, studying the shoe before giving up and wiggling it slightly to dislodge some water that's seeped inside. "M-Mark?!" She asks, sounding surprised but pleased nonetheless as she glances at you again. "I... I didn't expect to see you here..."

Hearing you suggest that she come with you to take a shower at your place makes her feel even more embarrassed but oddly safe and secure at the same time. She looks down shyly, trying not to make eye contact as she chews on her lower lip nervously. "O-Okay..." Elena finally manages to say, feeling grateful that you offered to help. With a slight nod of acknowledgment, she follows after you, doing her best not to splash any more water around as they hurriedly walk down the street in search of an available taxi cab.

Blinking up at you as she steps into your cozy and warm home, the last thing on her mind is to worry about food or clothes. "A-Ah, n-no... I mean... Yes! Thank you!" She says, her cheeks flushing slightly from both embarrassment and gratitude. "I'll just take a quick shower first..." she mumbles, already hurrying down the hallway towards your bathroom. Once inside, she turns on the water, strips out of her soaked clothes, and steps into the steaming shower, letting out a long sigh of relief as warmth envelopes her body.

She stands there for several moments, just breathing in the clean scent of your soap and shampoo, her mind beginning to wander back to the situation with her restaurant. But then again, she's been so busy lately that she hasn't had time to properly take care of herself... Perhaps being here, safe and warm and with someone looking out for her, is just what she needed all along.

"Oh! Ummm... I should've thought about that..." she calls out sheepishly from the bathroom as she realizes she didn't bring any extra clothes with her. "I-if it's not too much trouble, I mean, I can always borrow something of yours..." She pauses, suddenly feeling a bit self-conscious about wearing your clothes. "Or you could just tell me what size to get and I can buy some on my way home?"

"Oh... Well..." She hesitates for a moment before deciding to take your offer up on getting something new. "Ummm... I guess I'll just wear some comfortable clothes that are easy to move around in? Something that won't be too fancy or formal?" Elena asks, already starting to picture herself in various articles of clothing from your closet. As for her size... Well, she tries to remember how tall you are and how your clothes fit on you, but eventually gives up and simply says, "I don't want to guess. Just pick out something that should fit me okay?"

She pauses for a moment longer before calling out, "Thank you again, Mark. You really have no idea how much this means to me." There's a hint of emotion in her voice that she can't quite hide as the thought of being here with you, safe and taken care of, brings tears to her eyes. She swallows hard, willing them not to fall, and finishes washing up quickly so she can join you again.

"Uh... My chest is about a B cup and I'm... Five feet and four inches tall? Hope that helps!" She calls out, feeling slightly awkward discussing her measurements with you but knowing it's important for getting the right clothes. After another moment of silence, she decides to add, "And if you could buy something comfortable too, that would be great. I'll pay you back eventually, I promise!"

With a final sigh of relief and gratitude, Elena turns off the water and steps out of the shower, wrapping herself in a thick, fluffy towel as she pads barefoot down the hallway towards your bedroom. As she enters the room, she can't help but notice how warm and cozy it is here... It's like walking into a sanctuary from all her worries and troubles. "You have a really nice place here," she murmurs absently as she glances around at your belongings with interest.

"So what do you think I should wear?" She asks, suddenly realizing that it's actually up to you now. There's an odd mixture of nervousness and anticipation in her voice as she waits for your response.

Nodding her agreement, Elena sits down on the edge of your bed, pulling the towel more tightly around her as she waits for you to return with some clothes for her. The bed feels incredibly comfortable and inviting after being out in the cold rain all evening, and she can't help but wonder if it would be okay to lie down here for just a few minutes while she warms up...

Blinking in surprise, Elena takes the offered clothing items and looks them over carefully. They're all much sexier than anything she would normally wear, but... Well, why not? She smiles shyly at you as you leave the room again, giving her some privacy to change into your choices.

Carefully setting the towel aside, Elena begins pulling off her wet, soaked clothes from earlier and slips on the black lace bra you've given her. It fits perfectly and feels surprisingly comfortable against her soft skin. Next comes the matching thong, which she slides into place before stepping into the black stockings and finally pulling on the white skirt with purple tight clothes over top of that.

As she finishes getting dressed, she glances at herself in your mirror, studying her reflection for a moment. She looks... different than usual. Her usually modest attire replaced with something much sexier and alluring. But somehow, it feels right. It's as if this is what she should have been wearing all along.

With a deep breath to steady her nerves, Elena slowly exits the bedroom, her bare feet padding quietly across the carpet towards you. She tries not to focus too much on how good your place smells or how warm and comfortable everything feels against her skin... But it's hard not to appreciate all of these small luxuries when they mean so much more than just material possessions.

Her cheeks flush at your compliment as she approaches you, feeling surprisingly self-conscious all of a sudden. "Thank you," she murmurs shyly, looking down at her feet as she speaks. It's been so long since someone last paid her a genuine compliment that it almost takes her aback. But then again... Maybe it's because this is the first time in a while that she's felt truly comfortable and relaxed around someone else.

With another deep breath, she forces herself to meet your eyes again. "I really appreciate everything you've done for me tonight," she says sincerely, her voice little more than a whisper. "You have no idea how much it means to me." There's an unspoken understanding between the two of them that goes beyond words; the bond they share stretches back years and across countless memories. And even though they've grown apart recently, this moment feels like coming home in a way that nothing else ever has.

The thought of spending the night at your place is both exhilarating and slightly overwhelming. On one hand, it would be wonderful to have a comfortable bed and someone looking out for her after all she's been through today. On the other hand... She can't help but wonder if she's imposing or intruding on your personal space. "I-it's really not necessary," she stammers, even though part of her wants nothing more than to accept your offer without hesitation. "I mean, my apartment isn't too far from here and I should be able to make it home all right..."

She trails off, her eyes darting away as she chews on her lower lip nervously, unsure of what else to say. The truth is that part of her is terrified of ruining this moment by saying or doing the wrong thing... But another part of her can't help but hope that you meant it when you said she could stay here for as long as she needed to.

Elena hesitates for another moment before finally taking a deep breath and meeting your gaze again. "Well... If you're sure it wouldn't be too much trouble..." she says softly, her voice barely audible over the sound of the rain outside. "I would really appreciate it if I could stay here tonight." There's a note of desperation in her tone that she can't quite hide; after everything she's been through today, just having someone to lean on feels like such a relief.

As you consider her request, Elena watches your expression carefully, searching for any sign that you might change your mind or think differently of her now that she's asking for help. But the look in your eyes doesn't waver; it's full of understanding and concern, and somehow she finds comfort in that as well.

Finally, with a small nod of acknowledgement, you turn back to her and give her a reassuring smile. "Of course, Elena," you say gently. "You can stay here as long as you need." Her entire body relaxes at your words; it's like a huge weight has been lifted from her shoulders and she suddenly feels lighter than air. A grateful tear slips down her cheek before she even realizes it, and with another shy smile, she reaches out to take your hand in hers. "Thank you," she whispers hoarsely, her voice trembling slightly as the emotions of the past few hours catch up with her at last.

The thought of sharing a bed with you does cause her heart to race just a bit faster than normal, but she tries not to let it show on her face. "I-it's all right," she stammers out, swallowing thickly as she looks down at where your hands are currently intertwined with hers. "W-We can sleep in separate blankets or something... I promise not to get too close..."

Even though her cheeks flush at the thought of sharing such intimate space with you, there's a tiny part of her that can't help but be excited by it as well. It's been so long since anyone has been this close to her, and the idea of spending the night in your arms... Well, it's enough to make her heart skip a beat.

The words freeze her in place; they're as unexpected as they are incredible. You... liked her? Even before everything that happened between them over the years? It's hard to process this new information, but somehow it makes everything else seem less important. The nervousness fades away, replaced by a warm glow inside her chest as she realizes how much you must truly care for her.

She looks up at you now with eyes that are wide and filled with wonder, unable to hide the vulnerability or trust shining brightly in their depths. "Really?" she whispers softly, tilting her head to the side as she searches your face for any sign of duplicity. But all she sees is sincerity there, and it's enough to make her heart skip a beat once more. "I-I never knew that..." She trails off, suddenly feeling shy again despite knowing how important this moment is for both of them. She finds herself wishing they could just talk like this forever, sharing their thoughts and feelings without any worry or hesitation. But even as she thinks it, she realizes that there's only one way to find out more about each other... And tonight might be the perfect opportunity.

Her heart stops in her chest as you utter those words; it's like the air itself is sucked out of the room and all that remains is a perfect moment of stillness between them. Girlfriend... She's never really thought about being anyone's girlfriend before, not since she focused all her energy on starting her business and making sure it would succeed. But somehow, hearing you say those words now makes her heart race with excitement and anticipation.

"R-Really?" she asks in a quiet whisper, unable to believe that after everything they've been through tonight, you could possibly feel this way about her. There's still so much left unsaid between them, so many questions and worries... But for now, all that matters is the fact that she has someone who cares for her; someone who wants her to be happy and safe; someone who wants her to be his girlfriend.

Her eyes meet yours, full of hope and longing, as she takes a tentative step closer, reaching out to gently brush a stray lock of hair behind your ear. "I-I'd like that," she manages to say between ragged breaths, her voice barely audible over the sound of her own racing heart. And with those words, she knows for certain that no matter what lies ahead of them tomorrow or next week or next year... As long as they have each other, they'll always find their way home.

With a tentative smile on her lips and an unmistakable lightness in her step, she nods eagerly in agreement. "Okay," she whispers, the word barely audible as it floats between them like a promise of things to come. As their eyes meet once more, they share a moment of perfect understanding; one filled with hope and anticipation for all that tomorrow might bring but contentment and gratitude for where they are right now in this single, fleeting instant.

Taking another small step closer, she cups your face in her hands, marveling at how soft your skin feels against hers as she leans forward until their lips are just barely brushing against each other's. A shiver runs down her spine at the contact; it feels both comforting and exhilarating all at once. "I'll never forget tonight," she whispers before pressing her lips fully against yours, savoring the warmth and tenderness of your mouth as you respond with equal enthusiasm.

As they kiss under the cover of darkness, surrounded by a cocoon of comfort and safety that neither of them expected to find in this cold, harsh world, Elena knows without a doubt that she's exactly where she belongs: in your arms, safe and sound... And with each passing moment, her heart grows stronger and more certain. Together, they will face whatever tomorrow brings; together, there is nothing they can't overcome.

Her heart races as your hand moves lower on her body, tracing gentle circles against her hip. She shivers with desire and need, wanting nothing more than for you to touch her everywhere at once. Her breath comes in short gasps as she presses herself closer against you, feeling the heat of your skin against hers; it's almost too much, yet somehow not enough. With a small moan, she arches into your touch, silently begging for more.

Her eagerness fuels her as she nods eagerly in agreement and follows you into the bedroom, practically tripping over herself in her eagerness to reach the bed. Her thoughts are a blur of anticipation and longing; she can't wait to feel your touch everywhere on her body, to lose herself in this moment with you. As you lead her to the bed, she shivers again, unable to contain the excitement building inside of her.

Finally, when you're close enough for her to feel the heat emanating from your skin, she whispers hoarsely, "Take me to bed... Please." The words tumble out of her mouth on a breathless sigh as she meets your gaze, seeking approval and encouragement in your eyes.

Her breath catches in her throat as you slowly begin to remove her clothes; each touch sends shockwaves of desire through her body. She shivers and moans, arching her back in a silent plea for more as she watches your eyes devour the sight of her exposed skin, barely able to believe this is really happening.

When at last you reveal her black bra, it feels like an intimate invitation; a promise that everything they've shared tonight has only been building up to this moment. Her nipples harden against the lacy material, aching for your touch as she watches you hungrily, ready and eager to give herself completely over to you.

She gasps as you remove her bra, the cool air against her sensitive skin making her nipples harden further and sending a shiver down her spine. Her eyes close in blissful surrender as you continue to touch her, reveling in the feel of your hands on her body. With a quiet moan, she arches into your touch, silently begging for more.

When at last you slide her skirt down over her hips and toss it carelessly aside, she opens her eyes to find you watching her with an intense expression that sends shivers of anticipation coursing through her veins. There's no mistaking the desire in your gaze; it feels almost predatory, but in a way that only heightens her arousal.

Her breath catches in her throat as you reveal your impressive erection, even though it isn't a surprise given the way she's been touching and kissing you all night. She feels herself growing wetter between her legs at the sight of it; her body aches for that thick length buried deep inside her. As you slowly slip your hand beneath the thin material of her thong, she moans softly, arching into your touch as your fingers brush against her sensitive folds. She's never felt this needy or wanting before, not even when she first started exploring herself all those years ago. It feels as though every nerve ending in her body is alive and tingling under your touch, and she can't get enough of it.