In the dimly lit sauna, the heat and humidity enveloped their bare skin. The only other occupant was a woman, her short hair slicked back from her face, giving her an air of confidence and allure. She glanced up from her book and caught his eye, offering a small, inviting smile.
His heart raced as she stood and approached him, her body moving with a dancer’s grace. “Hi, I’m Clara. Mind if I join you?” she asked, gesturing to the empty space beside him.
He swallowed hard, trying to find his voice. “Not at all,” he finally managed to say.
Clara settled in next to him, her thigh brushing against his. She resumed reading, but he couldn’t focus on anything but her. After a few minutes, she closed her book and turned to him. “You seem tense. Everything okay?” she asked, her voice soft and soothing.
He nodded, unable to find the words. Clara reached out and placed a hand on his shoulder, her fingers gently kneading the knots in his muscles. He groaned, sinking deeper into the heat and the sensation of her touch.
“Let’s see if we can’t relax you a little,” Clara said, her eyes twinkling with mischief. She moved behind him, her hands working their magic on his shoulders and neck. He leaned back, letting out a sigh of pleasure as she found a particularly tight spot.
Clara’s fingers moved lower, tracing a path down his spine and across his back. He shivered, despite the heat, as she reached the small of his back and began to massage the muscles there.
Without thinking, he reached up and placed a hand on top of hers, holding it in place. Clara’s breath hitched, but she didn’t pull away. Instead, she leaned in closer, her breasts pressing against his back.
He could feel the heat radiating off her body, and the scent of her perfume filled his senses. He turned his head, catching a glimpse of her face. She was watching him, her eyes heavy-lidded with desire.
Without a word, Clara leaned in and pressed her lips to his. He kissed her back, his hands reaching up to tangle in her short hair. She moaned, deepening the kiss as her hands roamed over his chest and abs.
Breaking the kiss, Clara stood and pulled him to his feet. She led him to a nearby bench, pushing him down onto it. She straddled him, her wet heat pressing against his cock through their swimsuits.
Clara ground against him, her moans growing louder as she reached up and pulled off her top. Her breasts were firm and perfect, her nipples hard and begging for attention.
He couldn’t resist any longer. He reached up and cupped her breasts, his thumbs brushing over her nipples. Clara threw her head back, her moans echoing in the sauna as he continued to touch her.
With a flick of her wrist, Clara undid his swimsuit, freeing his cock. She positioned herself above him, slowly lowering herself down onto his length.
He groaned as she took him in, her pussy tight and hot. Clara began to ride him, her hips moving in a slow, steady rhythm. He reached up and grabbed her hips, helping her to set the pace.
Their moans filled the sauna, drowning out the sound of the hot water hitting the stones. Clara leaned down, her breath hot against his ear. “Cum for me,” she whispered, her voice husky with desire.
He didn’t need any further encouragement. With a few more thrusts, he felt himself on the brink. Clara must have sensed it too, because she began to ride him harder, her moans growing louder.
With a final thrust, he came, his cock pulsing inside her as she milked him dry. Clara collapsed on top of him, her breath hot against his neck.
They stayed there for a few minutes, their hearts pounding and bodies slick with sweat. Finally, Clara pulled away and stood up, her legs shaky.
“Wow,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
He nodded, unable to find the words. Clara smiled and pulled on her top, then leaned down and gave him a quick kiss.
“See you around,” she said, before disappearing out the door.
He sat there for a few more minutes, his mind reeling from what had just happened. Finally, he stood up and made his way out of the sauna, his body still tingling with pleasure.
