I’d been playing tennis for a fund raiser and after the game decided to take a sauna to ease out the ache in my muscles. I hadn’t played for a long time and was out of shape.
They allowed me to use the members’ area which was out of bounds to anyone else so I felt quite relaxed knowing I wouldn’t be accosted. I could let my guard down, so to speak.
I entered the room which was quite foggy but still dipped the water over the coals to allow a fresh burst of steam to fill the room. I lay my head back against the wall breathing in the humid air allowing it to moisten up my airways as well as hydrating my skin. I didn’t hear the door opened but looked up when I heard the click of it being locked.
Through the steam I saw a figure emerging closer. I could make out the female form and she was clad in only a short towel. I didn’t think it could be one of the staff and wondered why a member would lock the door.
“Nice game,” she said.
“Thanks,” I muttered, “but I think you’re in the wrong place.”
“Oh, no,” she said, “I’m exactly where I want to be.”
I eyed her suspiciously. My privacy now broken as she didn’t look like any of the members I’d been mingling with today.
“And that’s supposed to mean?”
“This!”
And with that she dropped her towel to the floor. She had the most awesome figure and I knew instinctively I was going to be in some sort of trouble. She was young and toned, with auburn hair which was piled high on her head. Long tendrils trailed down on her slender neck leading to the most voluptuous breasts I’ve ever seen, and they were definitely real. Her areolas were so dark they looked as though they’d been painted. I ached to touch one.
Her flesh was now covered in a fine mist of perspiration as my eyes lingered further downwards over her taut abdomen and then further to her mound which was covered with a tiny triangle of hair.
I knew I should demand she leave but she was breathtakingly beautiful, and I couldn’t speak at all for a moment, totally dumbfounded, yet pleasantly surprised.
She had the curviest hips and she stood with one hip jutting forward. It took all my willpower not to pull her into me, to smother myself in her snatch.
She thrust her breasts forward, “Well,” she whispered, “what are you waiting for?”
“I’m married,” I lied not able to drag my eyes away from that soft spot high between her thighs.
“So,” she giggled, running a finger between her breasts. “Now how about you drop that towel and come over here?”
I considered it, believe me, I did, but decided I’d better not as someone might try the door. She saw my eyes flash over towards the door and then back to her. As she turned to make sure it was locked, I got a look at her perky butt and that did it for me. I lost it and dropped my towel to reach out and grab her peach like cheeks.
Oh, the feel of them in my hands had my knees turn to jelly, and I almost stumbled as I grabbed at her. She turned and smirked at me over her shoulder and then leered down at my body.
“Hmm, very nice, very nice indeed,” she purred.
Well, what woman doesn’t like to hear that? She played coy walking sexily around me and I pounced on her like a tiger as she tried to get out of my grasp. I grabbed those melon-like tits and squeezed knowing just how good they’d feel. She giggled as my hand worked its way over her fevered flesh down to her slit where I slipped in a finger.
I’m not usually the aggressor but she made me wild for her. Her youth, her toned body, and she just oozed sex appeal.
She was wet and juicy, hot and horny I can tell you. She ground her pussy down on my hand and I sucked on those nipples while one hand grabbed at her breast and kneaded that soft flesh.
I finger fucked her as she threw her head back, arching herself to give me better access. My hand now stole over her back and down her arse into the cleft and over her puckered hole
“Hey, slow down,” she said, her hand stealing down to my pussy.
“You’ve got to be kidding,” I said. “Sit on the bench.”
She did.
“Now open up those legs spread them real wide and let me taste you.”
She did.