The Sarah & Mark Series

Mark's Sauna Experience

Sarah & Mark (Book 7)

Last year, I, Mark, joined a new club that opened up near where Sarah and I live. It seemed a bit too fancy for my tastes, but thanks to Groupon, I was able to get 3 months for the price of one. I looked it over online and saw it was very well appointed; nice range of facilities, free parking, no children allowed, etc. I went over after work one day soon after joining online for my mandatory orientation visit and to sign the forms.

I was met by a gorgeous blonde at reception who was wearing a Lycra bodysuit. The club's logo was printed in the centre, but beyond that, it was what looked like a naked woman with an outfit painted on. The bodysuit showed off every curve and bump of what was clearly a near-perfect female form. She was firm and athletic, and her tits were showing perky nipples atop firm, what I guessed to be, B cups! She had short blonde hair, pretty features and reminded me of my wife, Sarah, when we first met seven years ago, back when she was still in the Army. She said she was Nina and would be my guide for the visit.

Nina took me around and showed me everything: The bar, the 'wet area' with saunas, pool, Jacuzzi, steam rooms, etc., the two fitness suites, one with weights, the other with treadmills and ellipticals etc. But I have to admit I was struggling to absorb the rooms as I spent the entire time mesmerised by Nina's Lycra-clad buttocks shaking in front of me. Next she showed me through to the changing area. There were open cubicles down one side, a shower room, and lockers. I then saw two guys showering naked and Nina was pointing at the shower heads, saying how powerful they were and that there is a choice of 3 free shower gels, seemingly unbothered by the two naked men in front of her, but I am sure she took a second to check out their packages! Both men saw Nina, but neither complained about a woman in the men's changing area. In fact, one seemed to deliberately turn his body to show his naked front, rather than trying to hide his cock and balls..

We then turned the corner of the L-shape room where there were more cubicles and a place to collect and return towels manned by another pretty employee in a Lycra bodysuit. This young woman was also athletic-looking but very petite and had small perky tits, her lower body hidden by the counter. She did catch me staring at her nipples though! These things were so pointy and hard you could do nothing but stare at them, when I looked up (and we all knew I was busted) she just smiled and said welcome to the club.

It was only then that I saw movement in the corner of my eye and I saw a woman wafting her arms about as she slid on a jacket. I watched as she stuffed her sports bag with crumpled work-out clothes and training shoes. I instinctively assumed this place must have a co-ed changing area, weird! I was finally taken to an office to sign some forms. There were two more Lycra-clad staff in the office; first, a petite black girl with tits that were big compared to the rest of her, curvy buttocks sticking out and stretching the Lycra; the other, a tall muscular guy who wore a male version of the Lycra suit that made him look like a wrestler, his ample manhood clearly defined stuffed down the left leg of his tight suit.

Somehow Nina managed to get me to sign a 12-month membership contract at just under a £80 a month, she kept telling me how good a deal it was as I got two months free. I was going to have to get my money's worth here, but I think it was Nina's womanly charms that made me sign the contract! A busy few days later, having got away from work early, I made my first visit. I came in at 3 pm, which I guess was a quiet time as I had the locker-room to myself. I heard movement around the corner, but it was quiet, so I got myself ready for a workout.

I hit the bike for 15 minutes, then the treadmill then moved to the other room to do 20 minutes with free weights and some of the more advanced equipment in there. There were other people about, but it wasn't by any means busy. I finished doing weights in the fitness suite and made my way into the locker room all pumped up and on that high you get after a good session. There were still not many people there today, so I stripped off, put on my speedo style swim shorts, wrapped the towel I was issued at reception around my waist, and headed straight through the back door of the locker-room to the 'wet' area. I quickly got my bearings and selected the large sauna as I prefer to sauna than to steam. Nobody else was there, so just I sat down, a slight shock at the sudden heat, and, after pressing the button to add a little moisture, just leaned against the wall and relaxed. It felt fantastic, and I let the heat waft over me with my eyes shut. I had only been in there for about three minutes when the door opened, pulling a chunk of cool air in as someone entered. It was a red-headed woman with huge tits wrapped in a towel that looked like it was barely hanging on. She was curvy and petite, maybe forty-five with tanned skin and bright red lipstick.

I looked up at her as she looked for a place to sit and ended up picking a spot opposite me, she sat down and shuffled on the seat to get comfy, she gave me an incredible smile. I felt slightly embarrassed, always do when a pretty lady shows me any kind of attention. The woman looked left and right but eventually moved from her spot and chose to sit practically right next to me, which was unexpected.

As soon as she was settled again, she began to speak, "This feels so good. Saunas always feel like they are tantalising my skin!" She continued to describe how the heat felt on her body in different ways, almost felt she was reading from a Mills & Boon story, or at least what those stories are like in my mind having never read one.

Her voice was like that of an angel. It was so soothing and sexy that, combined with her very descriptive words, I was starting to get hard. Her choice of 'tantalising' was a boner-builder on its own, but the voice itself was enough.

"Yeah! A great way to relax!" Croaked out of me, my mouth dry and my mind distracted. I looked her in the eyes as I spoke to her, and she was taking quick glances at my body, a slight tent building in my Speedo's. Now I should point out that I am a 'grower'. Only a couple of inches when soft, but nearly seven erect, so a speedo is maybe not the most flattering item for me to wear, but my wife Sarah insists on it, noting that real men wear a speedo. I took these glances she was taking of my body as a free pass to ogle her cleavage. I have to guess at the size of these tits, but they must have been DD's if I had to bet my car on it. She had pale skin with lots of freckles, her long red hair was untamed and matted to her face and shoulders. She had subtle features and was more what you would call sexy than beautiful. Her legs pointed out from under her towel with bright red nail polish upon dainty little feet and perfectly formed toes.

I noticed that her towel had ridden up when she sat, leaving it sitting 'tantalisingly' high on her hips, perhaps just a couple of inches from exposing even more and I noticed only then there were no shoulder straps showing above the tightly snagged towel around her chest. I took too long checking out her level of detail, my brain considering that not all swim tops had straps, even though I would expect a woman with such a large pair of tits to need the support. In taking too long, I was caught, I was leering at woman in the gym. Again! I was totally checking her out, but to my relief she wasn't moaning or about to slap me, she was giving me the same treatment.

"You look really firm!" She said, which just made my boner only swell a bit more. She continued to chat, now looking me right in the eye, "Do you work out a lot?" I knew I was looking at my best, and it gave me confidence. Whilst I don't have a defined six-pack, or muscles on muscles, I am trim and fairly toned, just a hint of a tummy, but good for my age I am sure. Desperate to sound confident and nonchalant I assuredly replied, "I try my best. My wife is ex Army and a fitness nut, so I try as much as I can to keep up with her. I went on to say I recently left David Lloyd in town because it was not easy to get to and I wasted too much time going too and from, adding how I'd always discounted this place as being out of budget. I went on to say it was my first visit and following a few more minutes of small-talk I asked her if the changing area was co-ed?

Following a chuckle, and taking a moment to introduce herself as Tina, she explained that they are and they aren't. Expanding on this she said there is one large open area with a dedicated men's only area and women's only area in the far corner, doors I had clocked before but assumed were toilets. She said she wasn't sure of the men's area, but the women's area had 4 cubicles and two curtained shower stalls. I guess my confusion was still not leaving my face and she elaborated that most women here do use the gender specific rooms, but others are happy in the communal area. I told her that I would assume it was breaking some kind of law or open to be constantly complained about, but she said she'd never heard of any real problems.

Her voice was just so fucking sexy, the heat was making me feel more sexy, and I was still running on the endorphin high from my workout, ultimately making my erection now close to full and occasionally throbbing. I watched as she would look back and forth between my groin and my face, not even bothering to hide it anymore. She also now had a glimmer in her eye, like she set a goal for herself and was determined to do it. I took another good look at her cleavage, and she pushed her chest forward to show it off for me, the knot of her towel straining to contain the contents.

I knew she didn't seem to be bothered by my erection, actually, she seemed to be enjoying it, and more-over using her womanly skills to positively promote it. However, I decided to continue to play it cool and gave a fumbled apology for it, saying that I hoped she wasn't offended.

"I wouldn't say I was offended 'Big Boy', you look like someone straight out of one of my Fifty-Shades novels, so I am actually enjoying the view!" She described in detail how much she loved to read erotic novels and to imagine a nice penis all engorged and throbbing. She described what she liked about a man's dick, the shape of the head, the ripples on the shaft, and the pulsing vein down its length.

Her voice became softer, and she scooted slightly closer to me, her silky soft skin now nearly touching my thigh, the human instincts kicking in like electricity. Her comments making my dick start to throb as it tented my Speedo's, one of the erections that feel hard as steel. I could hear her breathing between my own gasps for air she was so close.

Leaning in slightly, she said, "I really didn't think you had much in those tight little trunks when I first came in!" My brain had now clearly moved into my dick as I stumbled out a reply to a woman whose confidence and temperament had me under her spell. "I-I'm glad that you now think so highly of me." She grinned at me stuttering and seems to be enjoying the view of my tented Speedo, the power she has over me. I stuttered a comment about being a grower and not a show'er, but she laughed and slapped my thigh hard, my hard dick shaking under the motion which made her point at it and laugh some more.

"I'm glad that you were the one in here. I saw you working out whilst I was on the treadmill, and I thought you were handsome, so strong, so big!" My cock is going crazy at this point. It feels like I'm going to explode, and I haven't even touched it yet. She then comes even closer to my ear, the breath tickling my ear-lobe, and whispers, "You know you're really hot. I know what you're thinking about right now. I know what you want to do, and you know what? It's making me very, very wet."

I reminded her that I was married, and again she laughed. 'I'm not looking to fuck you, my dear fellow,' she said. 'Just to tease you and have some fun with you!' Her hand rested on my thigh, just an inch from the seam of my Speedo.. And then it happened. I felt something, familiar, but different, I suddenly felt an orgasm punch me, ejaculating my trunks and moaning like a porn star. I felt myself cum in multiple bursts with thick milky streams creating a dark patch in the front of my Speedo, moisture even seeping through the clingy material. All she had done was get me worked up and touch my leg, yet I had just cum by her voice and non-intimate touch alone! The sensation was new to me but familiar too. I am not the type of guy who cums too soon. On the contrary, I've got good form and usually manage to make Sarah orgasm before I've cum or time it to climax together.

I leant my back against the wall with my face to the ceiling as I realised I was coming down from a 'half' orgasm that had me wanting to go again. The situation would have had me die of embarrassment if I recovered my senses, but all I felt at that moment was pleasure. Right when I was about to become embarrassed, she spoke again. "Oh my! What a naughty boy making such a mess of his trunks!" It was like her voice was touching me, somehow even sexier than it had been before.

Turning to me, the view of her breasts was now much better. Her towel had slid down a little just above her nipples, exposing my cleavage, and making my eyes spring into action. My erection unusually hadn't softened, not even a little. In my mind, I felt I could go again right now, something I hadn't done since jerk-off sessions in my late teens. She smiled at me and said she was going to take a swim, stood and left the room, the curves of her buttocks twitching as she walked away.

After regaining my composure and waiting what felt like ages for my dick to soften enough so I could walk out and not get kicked out of the place, I stood, wiped the towel around my groin to clear up as much cum as I could, then I left the sauna and went to the locker-room. There were two naked guys chatting about the football match from last night, seemingly unfazed by their nakedness. Close by a woman was changing from jeans into shorts, again not worried about the two naked men seeing her underwear. I went to get a fresh towel, and it was the black girl I'd seen before behind the counter, she was idly watching the two naked men chatting only 7 or 8 meters away and didn't take her eyes off them at first as she handed me a towel. Then she looked me over, her eyes lingering on my stained red Speedo, my dick showing well with that puffiness you get after an orgasm. She knew for sure something was up I could tell, and this was confirmed as she just smiled, taking the old towel with two fingers on one corner and throwing onto a pile behind her.

I went towards the shower and passed Tina in a sexy green bikini with a floral pattern heading the other way. I asked if she had a swim, it having only been a few moments, and she said it was too busy so was going home now, but would relax in here for a bit to cool off. She sat on one of the benches in the middle of the room facing the two naked guys, just watching them like it was normal. Again, they hardly noticed. I had a think as to whether I should use this open area or go into the men's, and thought 'what would Sarah do?' so stripped off here. Aware that Tina was also watching me intermittently, my sexed up naughty side deciding I would allow her to see me totally naked, even if just for a few seconds before I went to shower.

Throwing my towel over my shoulder in an act of brazen confidence, I went for the showers, a square room with 2 heads each side and 4 more along the back wall, allowing eight to shower at once if they needed to. There was another guy showering in there, a balding slightly overweight man of about 50. Like me he had quite a small penis, though mine was still a little 'fluffed' from before. I selected a faucet as far away as I could for no real reason other than instinct, and began to shower, only then noticing a huge glob of dried cum in my pubes, realising Tina must have seen it glistening in the bright lights of the locker-room. This for some reason caused more embarrassment than the act of cumming in front of her I think.

I took my time, letting the water relax me for a good ten minutes before I started to use one of their shower gels that smelt of citrus and cleaned myself up. I was all lathered up when I heard a quiet wolf-whistle and looked around to see Tina in a smart red dress with a leather jacket over, her red hair all tied up on the top of her head still damp. Whilst I had other things to think about, I was only really wondering how she had showered and changed so fast, but she just stood there watching me and the other guy shower.

He knew her by name too and she asked him how he was calling him "Tiny" then apologising and saying "Tony". He laughed it off and we chatted away about our jobs, where we lived, etc. The other guy was deliberately pointing his body towards Tina to show himself to her, happy to flaunt his less than impressive package. She would look over and smile from time to time, and he was soon sporting a semi. She then said she was late, noting to Tony that he could entertain her next time she saw him, her heels clacking on the tiled floor as she disappeared out of sight.

"You've got to love this place, eh buddy!" The guy next to me said. I agreed, and he told me how the place was so amazing, having co-ed showers meant you could come and see hot naked women, most of whom will check you out too. He elaborated that the women who went naked were usually older, his age or there about, but from time to time a 'hottie' would be in there or a sexy couple who might tease a bit. He then asked if my wife was a member, showing he clocked my wedding band by pointing at his own. I said she wasn't, but that I might persuade her. He laughed and said if he brought his wife here she'd likely die of heart failure and chuckled to himself as he walked out.

I finished up and got dressed without incident, walking out of the gym, my mind still racing with the events of the afternnon. The encounter with Tina had left me feeling both exhilarated and slightly embarrassed. As I drove home, I couldn't help but smile at the memory of her playful banter and the unexpected orgasm. I was eager to share my experience with Sarah, knowing she would appreciate the story and perhaps even find it amusing.

As I walked through the door, Sarah greeted me with a warm smile. "Hey babe, how was your first day at the new gym?" she asked, handing me a glass of water. I took a sip and then launched into my tale, describing the fancy facilities, the gorgeous blonde guide named Nina, and the unexpected co-ed changing area. I recounted my workout, the sauna experience, and my encounter with Tina, leaving out no detail. Sarah listened intently, her eyes widening with each new revelation.

"Wow, that sounds like quite the experience!" Sarah exclaimed when I finished. "I'm glad you had fun, and I love that you're embracing this new place. It sounds like a really unique environment. Just remember you've got me at home!" I nodded, feeling a mix of pride and relief.

"Yeah, it was definitely different from anything I've experienced before. And Tina, she was something else. She really knew how to tease and make a guy feel good about himself." Sarah smiled, reaching out to squeeze my hand.

"You're a good man, Mark. I'm proud of you for being so open and not hiding in the men's only section. It takes confidence to be comfortable in your own skin, and you showed that today." I felt a swell of affection for my wife. "Thanks, Sarah. I just wanted to be true to myself and enjoy the experience. And who knows, maybe you'll want to check it out sometime too?"