I'd been really struggling in my long term relationship. But, sadly, it had long since run its course, and we were no longer even living together.
I took the day off from work and thought it might be fun to phone my old friend Dave to see if he wanted to go swimming with me at the local hotel spa. We'd known one another for about five years through mutual friends, and there had always been a spark between us.
However, I hadn't seen Dave for maybe six months, so it felt a bit odd calling him out of the blue - he could always say no!
It's fair to say Dave was a little surprised when I phoned him, but he was delighted that I did and thought it was a great idea. So we agreed to meet there in an hour.
I was already in seduction mode, so I'd dressed accordingly, wearing flip-flops, skin-tight white half-leggings, a loose top that showed my midriff, no bra and no knickers. I'm lucky to have amazing naturally firm breasts. They looked fabulous under the thin top, especially as my nipples were so pronounced.
We met, hugged and kissed politely. Dave was better looking and fitter than I'd remembered, so I was delighted and felt ever so exciting.
As it was mid-morning, the spa was predictably empty, and we went our separate ways inside to get changed. I'd chosen a tiny, tight-fitting, low-cut, white bikini that showed my figure off beautifully and looked lovely against my tanned skin.
Dave is tall and pretty fit. He was nicely tanned and in great shape, toned, but not overly muscular. He typically wore swim shorts.
You have to go through a shower for hygiene reasons to get to the pool itself, so it was nice to get wet under the shower with Dave watching my bikini cling to my body.
The main pool was the perfect temperature. We swam a while and chatted and were then larking about with the foam swimming blocks, trying to get two or three under our bums in the water. Finally, Dave decided to help me, which was really lovely because I had to keep hanging on to him while he was trying to push the blocks under my body for me to sit on. I kept sitting on his hands and grabbing his body to help me stay afloat. When I finally got my balance, I was floating on the surface with my lower body raised out of the water. All the pushing and pulling meant my wet bikini bottoms were pulled tight into my pussy. But it felt great being exposed like this, and we had a lot of fun. I found the whole thing a real turn-on.
After about half an hour of messing about, we were knackered, so we got out, showered off and went into the steam room to relax and recover. It was great to sit back and relax. At least that was the idea, anyway.
It felt incredibly sexy being in the steam room with someone I fancied, especially as it was just the two of us, and we couldn't see each other clearly through the building steam. But as it moved around, I stared at Dave's body and suddenly realised he had a nice bulge in his shorts. I don't think he noticed me staring at his crotch, but I'd definitely seen the bulge, although I didn't say anything, not even in a jokey way (which would be my usual style).
The cabin wasn't massive and had a single slatted bench around three sides. Dave sat in one corner leaning up against the wall with his legs stretched out down the long bench. I chose to lay down flat on the bench across the top seat with my feet towards him, almost touching his arm. I happen to know he likes my feet from when he gave me a random foot massage a few years ago and commented on them.
Nothing else happened back then, but it was lovely and very sensual - enough to get me fingering my pussy that night, thinking about what might have been.
It was so hot in the steam room, and we joked about who would be the weaker one and have to leave first, so it quickly became a bit of a competition to stay as long as possible.
We sat there in silence for about 10 minutes, just making the odd comment about how bloody hot it was. I said how much nicer it would be to do this completely naked, and Dave replied, saying if we jam the door shut and unscrew the light bulb, we could definitely strip naked! We both laughed.
I explained how much I like to sunbathe naked, and as often as possible, as it feels so amazing not to be hampered by clothing. I love the feeling of getting my whole body tanned. Dave agreed and said feeling the sun warming his tackle was always such a turn-on too. It went quiet again. I think we were both imagining the other one naked.
Suddenly Dave asked if I wanted my feet massaged. I reminded him how much I love having my feet massaged as it's so relaxing and makes me tingle all over. I shuffled along the bench towards him, lifted one leg up and placed my foot across his thighs, saying,
"Well, if you're offering..."
He began by running his fingers up and down the soft sole of my foot and in between my toes. Then up over my instep and around my ankle, repeating the process over and over. It was blissful.
By now, the room had filled with steam, and I just knew Dave would be finding this as erotic as I did. We were sweltering hot and breathing quite heavily, and the steam and sweat made ideal lubrication for him to continue massaging my feet. It felt so naughty because it was like doing something you shouldn't be doing and with a stranger who you couldn't see!
I put my other foot across his lap, and he continued massaging around both feet and ankles. He then began sliding his hands along my shins and up towards my knees, then back down to my feet. I lifted my bum and shuffled towards him a little further, so my feet were right across his lap and flat against the wall with my knees slightly bent, hoping he would reach higher up my legs.
He continued massaging my left foot and ankle, then slowly along my calf and shin up over my knee - just high enough to feel the soft inside of my thigh. Then again, with the other leg, swapping between the two just to be a real tease, and each time getting just a little higher up my thighs.
I was laid flat out, and I stretched my arms out above my head, saying, "Oooh, that feels so good, Dave", as I pulled my feet back, bent both knees and rested them against his thigh, allowing my legs to open a bit wider.
I could feel Dave staring into my crotch, which just made me want to open my legs wide apart. I didn't just yet as I was enjoying this too much. He circled his hands around my knees, down my calves to my feet and toes, then back up the inside of each leg again to my upper thighs.