Jack let himself into his hotel room, threw his briefcase on the bed then slumped into window facing chair. After a week of business meetings in the intriguing city of Tallinn, Estonia he'd secured the contract for his firm. Tired but pleased, he gazed out of the window at the early afternoon hum of the city. He needed to let off some steam...the gym? The hotel pool?
No. He wanted to visit the hotel's sauna, a ritual that was as ordinary as eating your breakfast in this part of the world. He changed into tracksuit bottoms, a t-shirt and pool shoes and headed down to the fitness and spa area.
Through the door with a masculine stickman marking who should use the facilities, Jack then grabbed a towel in the empty changing rooms- markedly different when he had visited early the morning previously. Business guests were busy schmoozing contacts in the afternoon, tourists taking selfies against the backdrop of the medieval architecture. He stripped off to nothing, again as ordinary as anything here in Estonia. Wrapping his towel around him he strode into the next room, home to the men's sauna. The musky scent of the cedarwood benches met his nostrils as he laid out his towel, sitting back he breathed in and then regarded his well-built frame. He'd worked hard in the gym the past few months and had also been meticulously tracking his macros. The result was carved abs framed by strong shoulders, arms and legs. Jack had a thick 7-inch penis which was completely bare - his monthly visit to a slender polish beautician had waxed away all hair. He was proud of his body, although it hadn't impressed his last few tinder dates back in the UK.
Jack closed his eyes and relaxed... after a minute, a small clunk and a rush of cold air...he opened his eyes to a tall slender blonde woman, wrapped in a towel. A stream of very fast Estonian or Finnish, bundling for cover a confused expression must have appeared on his face as she switched to flawless English "sorry, the women's are broken, but I can return later..."
"It's ok" jack interjected "I don't mind if you don't."
"Great!"
The towel swished down onto the bench as his eyes widened. As she lied down Jack was treated to a wonderful view. Around 5'9", with soft D cupish breasts, his eyes wandered down to a smooth intersection of long shapely Nordic legs.
"You're American?" left her lips - taken aback he answered "British, had a semester abroad in the US though"- "So did I! I was in California, you?" Jack told her it was the bitterly cold state of Minnesota which had been his temporary home as he thought how he couldn't believe his luck- he was talking to an amazingly beautiful woman completely naked, while she went on chatting as if they were clothed in the local Starbucks. He went on to learn that Anniki (Nik for English speakers) was from Finland, where small talk between strangers was probably a much worse faux pas than public nudity. Had here American adventures changed her?
As the conversation lulled Nik piped up "you should remove the towel, it's the best way to enjoy the sauna". Could Jack do it? He flattened out the towel to a smiling response from Nik. He had managed to keep it to a semi despite the gorgeous blonde spread before him.
