I am a bank manager in one of the major banks in Sweden. I have recently got a new job in a totally different type of company and have to move to another city. I have been with the bank for quite a long time, the last ten years as branch office manager.
This was my last working day. I had cleared everything and emptied my desk. In the afternoon the usual "thank-you and fare well" reception was held with many people from the bank and quite a few customers attending. From head office came my boss and held the speech, as always very flattering. I thought though that he meant at least part of the words. I was also very pleased that many of my former employees at the branch office showed up. They all thanked me for being helpful to them in their carrier. I have always been interested in people's development and it has paid off. I never have had any problems getting staff to my office. The word has spread around that it is a good climbing step up the ladder. I have former employees in many places in the bank, which always is helpful to solve problems and smooth the proceedings. The backside is that we always had new staff to teach.
I was flattered that so many wanted to come and wish me luck. Especially the females were grateful and hugged and kissed me intensely. The all said in different words that I had helped them go through the female barrier, the invisible wall women have so hard to overcome.
Now I sat at my desk picking up the last things. My colleagues and specially Birgitta, my secretary since ten years, was tiding up and moved around, no one seemed to be in a hurry to leave. Birgitta looked sad, I knew that she liked me. She didn't look forward to get a new boss.
I had already decided to end the day in the sauna. In the basement of the office building where we have our branch office, is a relax area with fitness rooms, saunas and sauna chambers. We rented the saunas one evening every week and quite a few of the office staff used to go there for an hour before going home. There were of course different saunas for men and women. There was also a common room for relaxation after the sauna. A wrap around towel is the appropriate dress code in there for both sexes. It is a good, relaxed way to get to know your colleagues off duty. It happened that my last day at the office was such a day and I know that at least some of the staff as usual would go there.
I started to say goodbye to my staff. But to my astonishment most of them said they would see me in the sauna. So when it was time we moved down. With me in the men's sauna were two colleagues. We sat there drinking beer and had a good time. Suddenly the door opened and Birgitta stepped in. She had a big towel wrapped around her and tied in a knot above her breasts. We, on the other hand, were naked with only a small towel to wipe off the sweat. Birgitta ignored that and climbed to sit beside me in one of the upper benches. She said nothing. I put the towel in my lap to conceal my manhood. The atmosphere got a bit tense and soon my colleagues made their excuses to go shower. It's quite common to go out to shower when it gets too hot and then come back into the sauna. However, they did not come back. When I wanted to do the same, Birgitta put a hand on my arm and asked me to stay. I was confused, not knowing what to do or what was expected of me. Birgitta just sat there.
After a few more minutes the door opened and Cecilia showed up, dressed in a towel the same way as Birgitta. Cecilia is 36 years old and a bit on the wild side. She had been married twice but was now single. She always was the one to suggest things like office parties, girls' nights out and such things. She was a brunette with a good figure, perhaps a little stocky but it was compensated by an ample bosom. She was no beauty but had a nice smile and friendly manners. People always liked her. She always dressed daringly related to the dress code of the bank. The male customers however liked when she leaned forward over the counter showing a nice cleavage. She was good at her job and would soon be up for promotion.
Behind Cecilia came four more of the women and stood just inside the entrance. Towels were modestly tied above their breasts. They had brought glasses and bottles of sparkling wine and served. Cecilia brought glasses to Birgitta and me. She had to climb up a step to reach us and her towel opened up and gave me a good look of her naked body before she got hold of the towel. She smiled when giving me my glass.
Cecilia stood in front of the group and said:
"I want to make a speech to our former boss. You have been good to us all and especially to us girls as was said upstairs. And you have never tried to take advantage of that or tried to get something back, which we are all grateful for and something we want to thank you for. You know all the facts about us since you have been our boss and also have been a trusted person to come to with our troubles. But we also know a great deal about you. We girls have compared notes so to speak. We have come to the conclusion that you are very fond of women's breasts. We have noticed that you steal glances at our breasts when you think you can do it without it being too obvious. And to your honor we have also noticed that you have done it with admiration in your eyes, which have made us proud. So now, when you no longer will be our boss, we want you to remember us not only by the facts and as a group but also what we and our breasts look like in person. So watch carefully, enjoy and remember this evening. It will be a once in a lifetime experience."
She stood silent for a moment, then proudly opened her towel, shoulders held back, pushing her bosom forward. She slowly rewrapped her towel around her waist leaving her impressive breasts hanging free. In the process she gave me a good look at her pubic area, nicely covered by soft brown hair. She was standing erect and shook her breasts so they wriggled back and forth. She took her breasts in her hands pushing them up and forward and showed them to me. She also caressed her nipples, which soon got erect.
The other women cheered and clapped their hands. Cecilia stepped up and sat beside me on the bench, her breasts swinging lovely
Then the rest of the girls did the same routine. Some of them were a bit shy and made it quick, some of them did it more slowly showing off to my delight.
I found myself sitting naked in the sauna with six ladies all of which except Birgitta with their breasts free to admire. They were of all sizes. From Carol's very small to Cecilia´s imposing bosom. It was beginning to create a problem for me. My dick responded to all the beauty displayed and it got worse when they started to move on the benches and wiping sweat from their bodies and breasts. I still had the little towel in my lap but it felt very tiny.
We sat there chatting and drinking the wine. The atmosphere was lighthearted and cheerful. I was busy admiring all the girls. Some tried to catch my attention by letting their breasts swing, by stroking and cupping the breasts, lifting them and pushing them up bending over towards me to give me the best view. It must have been some sort of an agreement between them to give this wonderful show.
The bottles were frequently sent around for refilling the glasses. Sparkling wine in a hot sauna goes straight to your head and soon we all were tipsy. The girls clapped their hands and cheered at each other's performances.
Cecilia at my side took an active part in the show. Sitting so close to her gave me a very good look at her charms. She was shifting position all the time and her towel had for a while been in a position where I could see her inner thigh all the way up. The pussy, though, was shielded from my sight. But suddenly she shifted her legs and her towel draped itself so I could see her pussy. It was evident that she was aroused, her outer lips had swelled and her inner lips showed. It was a tremendous sight, such a fresh, good-looking pussy so close and without Cecilia noticing my stare. At least I thought she didn't notice.
All these lovely breasts and now this pussy became too much. I could no longer hold my erection down. It showed clearly under my small towel and I tried to ignore it. But just the thought of me sitting there among all these half naked girls turned me on even more
Suddenly Cecilia became aware of my prediction. She laughed throatily and called for attention.
