Walk to the grocery store in the rain

You see trees on the street below swaying in the wind and dark clouds overhead through the window. You think about how the holes you cut in your tights this morning might have unexpected consequences in the cold. Before you leave the office you take a pair of shiny scissors and cut holes in your white blouse exposing your nipples to the elements. You check the final messages for the day, and wave goodbye to Marvin the janitor, always the last one to leave.

On the way to the grocery store you see a woman with an umbrella. She crosses the street to get to you and says: "It's going to rain. You might need this."

"You're right." You say.

"It will cost you." She says, somewhat cryptically.

"What can i do?" You ask, trying to play the ingenue.

"Get on your knees."

"Like this?" You say as you kneel on the cold wet pavement. The sidewalk is rough against your knees through the tights.

"Open your mouth."

You do what she said, looking in her eyes for some sign of her desires, trying to anticipate what she wants.

Suddenly, she starts to piss all over my face, onto your chest and down onto your knees. She stands over your face and soaks you, before grabbing your hair roughly with both of her hands on the back of your head and grinding her pussy lips over your mouth. Her sopping wet pussy was still leaking piss and it flowed down your cheeks and your neck and onto your breasts, all the way across the sidewalk and into the iron rain grate on the street, mixing with the rain. The woman with the umbrella finally stops gyrating on your face, and notices the shining metal scissors sticking out of your coat pocket. She reaches down and takes the scissors, then, slowly, undoes your coat and runs the cold metal over your nipples, before cutting your blouse open and tearing it off. She then cuts your skirt and lets it fall under you. She then cuts your tights and peels them off your legs one side at a time until you are standing totally naked under your raincoat, in the cold hard rain.

She hands you the umbrella and a little piece of paper with her phone number on it.

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You pull your coat around yourself as you step out off of the sidewalk and make your way to the grocery store. By the time you get there your ass and your pussy under your skirt are red with cold and your nipples are sensitive and hard, rubbing against the underside of your coat. You are also soaked completely with rain, which thankfully has washed off the stranger's piss.