It was a quiet day at the gym when I first laid eyes on her. She was a stunning beauty with dark, glistening skin that shimmered in the soft glow of the sauna. Her long, black hair was pulled back into a tight bun, revealing her high cheekbones and full, pouty lips. She couldn’t have been a day over 25.
I was laying on a towel, trying to relax after a grueling workout when she entered the room. She was completely alone, and the sauna was filled with a heavy, sensual silence. She looked around the room, her eyes scanning over the empty benches and sweaty walls. And then she saw me.
She hesitated for a moment, her eyes narrowing in curiosity. And then, without a word, she walked over to the bench across from me and sat down. She crossed her long, toned legs and leaned back against the wooden slats, her eyes never leaving mine.
I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks as I stared back at her, my heart pounding in my chest. I knew what she wanted, and I was more than happy to oblige.
I stood up and walked over to where she was sitting, my eyes locked on hers. She didn’t move, didn’t say a word. She just sat there, waiting for me.
I reached out and touched her hair, running my fingers through the silky strands. She closed her eyes and let out a soft sigh, her lips parting slightly. I leaned in and pressed my lips to hers, tasting the salt and sweat on her skin.
She responded eagerly, her tongue darting out to meet mine. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me closer, deepening the kiss.
I could feel the heat radiating off her body, and I knew that she was ready for more. I trailed my lips down her neck, nibbling and licking at her soft, fragrant skin. She let out a low moan, her hips bucking beneath me.
I reached down and slipped my hand under her towel, my fingers finding her wet and ready. She gasped as I touched her, her back arching off the bench. I stroked her slowly, teasing her with each touch.
She was panting now, her breath hot and heavy against my ear. I could feel her muscles tensing, her body begging for more.
I slipped a finger inside her, feeling her warmth and wetness surround me. She moaned, her hips grinding against my hand. I added a second finger, stretching her open and preparing her for what was to come.
She was ready now, and I couldn’t wait any longer. I positioned myself between her legs and entered her slowly, savoring the feeling of her tight, wet heat.
She cried out as I filled her, her fingers digging into my back. I started to move, my hips thrusting against hers. She met me stroke for stroke, our bodies moving in perfect rhythm.
The sauna was filled with the sound of our heavy breathing and soft moans, our bodies slick with sweat. I could feel myself getting closer, my muscles tensing and jerking.
And then, with one final thrust, I came inside her, filling her with my warmth. She gasped, her body trembling beneath me.
We lay there for a moment, our bodies still entwined. And then, with a soft smile, she kissed me again, her lips brushing against mine.
“I’ll see you again soon,” she whispered.
And with that, she stood up and left the sauna, leaving me alone with my thoughts and the heavy, satisfied feeling in my loins.
It was a stolen encounter, a moment of pure passion and desire. And I knew that I would never forget it.
