Hot Tub

Hot Tub

She stretched out in the dim light of the chill out room of the spa, candles flickering, comfortable in her robe and breathed a deep sigh of satisfaction.

She hadn’t been with Paul long but she knew it was serious. He was so attractive and had an inner and outer strength that gave her a real sense of security. Every time they accidentally came into contact, it gave her goosebumps and sent a shiver through her.

He had brought her here today as a birthday treat and as it was a Monday it was quiet. They had spent time in every room and she felt truly relaxed and happy.

“Sophie” – he startled her, her daydream was turning into a doze, and she hoped she had kept her mouth closed!

“Hey, did you enjoy your massage?”

“It was perfect, you looked lovely just then” he said, running his fingers through her hair and making her skin quiver. He noticed the quiver, “Want to go outside to the hot tub, there’s nobody in?” She could tell through his robe what was going through his mind and she could feel a familiar tingle spreading through her.

“I’d love to, it would finish the day off perfectly” she replied, getting up from her lounger. They walked hand in hand to the hot tub, a quiet anticipation between them. The atmosphere felt electric. She descended the steps slowly looking up at Paul through her lashes and licking her lips. Wow! When he took off his robe and quickly got into the fizzing water, she could see the effect she had on him and this only increased her own excitement.

They sat next to each other and his hands immediately started to rub her legs, gently at first with an increasing sense of urgency. She put her head back and tried her hardest to look as if she was just chilling out, enjoying the bubbles. She returned the favour, feeling his hardness through his swimming trunks and delving underneath the thin fabric. They fingered and stroked each other until it was hard to keep control, reaching a panting crescendo together, oblivious to everything around them.

A perfect end to a perfect day.