Monsoon Wetness – The Drizzle Makes Me Hot

I love the monsoon season. The relief from the heat of summer and the sudden promise of life anew can be felt everywhere. The smell of rain, the nice hot tea and snacks available everywhere make it something of a relief for many. It also brings a sense of romance in people as they take trips around the city.

I was based in Pune during one such monsoon. After the sweltering dry heat had left the first showers were welcome. It was also the season where I was single and was hoping to enjoy some good sexual experience from men. Being part of a finance firm I was surrounded by the extremely rich clients and senior management who I knew enjoyed me.

They would give anything for lifting my office skirt and pound my pussy into their office desk. I had been in office sexual situations in other parts of the country working for the same firm. But Pune was a little too decent for my taste. I needed satisfaction and I had a plan.

Business attire for me was mainly pencil skirts which were mid-thigh length accompanied by heels, a blouse and sometimes a blazer. Women in the organization did wear similar clothing, but I was one of the few that was ogled at by all.  During the rainy season as I was using my Vespa Scooter to go to work, which was close by.

I would wear a nice waterproof black overcoat which covered my clothes and went a little over my knee while standing. One day I just needed the attention of someone and decided to leave the office while wearing the overcoat over just my lingerie.

I headed to the girl’s washroom and removed my clothing to cover my lingerie self with just the overcoat. Putting my clothes in my backpack I left. Disappointingly no one noticed at the office as they had seen me wearing this overcoat every day and nothing felt out of place.

I thought maybe riding in the traffic on the scooter would get me attention from the crowds, but the rains made everyone just rush by. I was not the kind to give up. I decided to step up my game and wore nothing in the coming few days under my overcoat while leaving the office in the evening.

Sadly still no one noticed. I had to take the bold action now. I had been an exhibitionist and loved showing off in public to strangers. Like the time in college where I showed ‘by mistake’ my nipple to the professor or bending over to show my pantyless pussy from under my skirt at random locations.

I knew where to strike. I avoided crowded places and always loved the less crowded shops or malls where it was possible. I had scouted a few roadside tea stalls, a grocery store where people went less, a park and a few other locations. I decided to visit them one by one over the week.

It was a Wednesday drizzle while I was heading to the grocery store. Nude under my overcoat, I was prepared to show my lovely self to someone lucky. I parked my scooter and entered the store. Noticing that the food isles were where people were the most I headed to the hardware section where no one easily goes or can see me in the corner.

My heels made noise on the tiles as my open hair was damp with rain. With my hands in my overcoat pockets, I walked down. Nothing gets easily noticed than a woman showing legs, on heels and having wet hair. I could feel the eyes of men specifically as I walked past. Employees were waiting to see where I go.

I casually walked to the hardware section to check out the step ladders. As I fawned interest in the different ladders one young thin salesman came close to help and provide sales advice.

“How much is this ladder ?” I asked pointing at a plastic covered stainless steel ladder. He immediately jumped at the question to open the ladder up and make it stand to show the height. I knew I had his attention.

With a hard accent, he said, “It’s a 5 feet ladder which is lightweight and easily storable. The price would be around 4700 rupees. I assure you Madamji it’s durable and useful at home for odd jobs.”

I pursed my lips and I knew I didn’t need it but his worship and desire to satisfy was evident. “Sounds good. But I hope it is well balanced for people wanting to use it alone. I don’t want to fall down.” I stated as an interested customer.

“No Madamji it’s well balanced and can be used alone. Let me show you,” he said as he climbed up the ladder and stood at the topmost wrung to look down. I knew I had a chance as I looked up.

I slightly adjusted my overcoat lapel and collar to reveal cleavage a little more. As he looked down I could see his eyes widen as he looked away for a second only to look back. I had caught my fish with the bait.

I slowly moved my wet hair to one side as I looked up pushing my chest out and one hand on my hip and I looked up and asked, “Do you think it will keep balance if I climbed with my heels ?”

He gulped trying to look into my eyes by being drawn to my D cups to mouth a dry “Yes Madamji.” I gestured him to come down and as I climbed I acted to be scared and told him to hold the ladder below. I went up and bent forward to show him my lady parts from under my overcoat.

As I reached the top I knew he had seen my shaved pussy between my waxed legs. As I turned around to get that familiar hungry expression. I looked up and smirked and came down the ladder.

“Good, I like the ladder,” I stated as I put my hand on his shoulder. I turned around and told him that the ladder was to be used for a modeling shoot, where women would wear heels. Hence I had asked the questions I did. I then took out my phone as said I wanted to see how it looked on camera and asked if I could get a few photos as I posed with it.

He was ready to be my little puppy. I said take a few and I will decide to buy. He agreed and I went to work. As he got ready with my camera, I went to the ladder looked around to make sure no one was there and slowly opened the belt of my overcoat to reveal the front.

I then turned around exposing my front with my breasts and pussy exposed as I put on leg on the ladder step. I could hear the click of my phone camera as he took pictures while gulping and looking around. I did the next pose of climbing halfway and the dropping of the coat down my back to my ass and looked back.

I then came down and turned around and went under the ladder and posed scantily there. The clicks continued and I quickly went back to him covering my front. I looked at the pictures I made sure to touch his arm elbow with my breasts and look in closer.

“Good clicks, this ladder will do I think. You helped me a lot, thanks,” I stated.
He was flushed and I knew his little friend was already hard. He laughed nervously and said, “Thank you Madamji, but you were very beautiful and hot.”

“Aww, you are cute!” I said and pecked him on his cheek. My red lipstick left a slight mark. Before he could recover, I took one of his hands and placed it on my breasts and said: “Promise you won’t tell anyone about our little photoshoot?”

My one hand felt the erection from his pant front. He looked down at me as said “Madamji, you are my goddess. I will never tell anyone.” His second hand reached for my other breasts as he bent down to suck on my nipples.

I was wet already but I knew this public place was not a good idea to get caught. He cupped my breasts and sucked me like a baby wanting milk from his mother. I could feel his thirst.

I slowly pushed him and said, “I will come back later to buy the ladder,” and I started to close my overcoat front and tied the belt. He was aroused and before he could do anything I walked away and went outside quickly.

I drove away in the rain but the wetness from the raindrops was nothing compared to the wetness in my pussy.

To be continued.

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