The steam room was tiled in white and had low lighting which helped us to relax. It would have seated around 6 people at most I would guess. The sauna had a typical Scandinavian feel; decked out in pine with a low bench and a high bench which would accommodate around 6 people sitting or 2 or 3 laying down. On that first day, I think we saw one or two other people while we were in there and it was no different to the spas that I've used in the UK. I usually wear swimming shorts which reach about half the length of my thigh and have a drawstring around the waist. I vividly remember sitting in the steam room that day and noticing my stomach hanging slightly over the top of the waistband; a mini muffin top as I was carrying a few extra pounds at the time. I didn't feel fat as such but knew I'd feel better if I lost a little weight.
On the second day, my partner decided she wanted to go into town to do some shopping and I decided to stay behind and relax in the spa. Just like the day before, I dressed in my swimming shorts in our room and headed downstairs. Feeling lazy, I decided that I'd skip the swim and headed straight for the sauna. As I exited the short corridor and began to hang my robe up on the hooks, I realised that someone was taking a shower. As I heard the water stop running, I figured I'd wait until they were finished and use the shower myself. It was at this point that a naked woman grabbed her towel from the hook next to mine and headed into the sauna. Having forgotten all about the notes I'd read in the literature, I was a little surprised. Although I'm not easily shaken, I stepped into the shower and realised that I'd forgotten to remove my flip flops (not a problem as they were waterproof but I had meant to take them off before showering). As I stood under the water, I considered what I would do next. I could go into the steam room, or I could go into the sauna.
Having showered for a couple of minutes, I had made my decision and headed into the sauna. As I entered, I saw that the woman was laying down on the top bench on her towel with her nearest leg to me bent up at the knee. From what I'd briefly seen of her earlier, I'd say she was around 5ft 5in tall, in her early 40's with shoulder length brown hair and although slim, had ample curves. I briefly took in the current view before sitting down on my towel on the lower bench. I have to admit that my heart was racing at the situation; me, though still in my swimming shorts, alone in a sauna, with a beautiful, naked woman.
As I began to relax and enjoy the heat on my skin, I closed my eyes and imagined the possibilities. Would we talk? Could we flirt? Would one thing lead to another?
Some minutes later, my sauna companion got up and made her way outside and into the shower area. I hoped that I had behaved appropriately and that I hadn't made her feel uncomfortable. As I looked through the glass door, I saw her hang up her towel and head into the showers. With her back to me, I took in the view of her gorgeous figure as water cascaded over her curves and down her legs. I wondered whether she might be aware that I was watching but I couldn't be sure. Just then, she turned around and I shyly looked away, like a naughty schoolboy in fear of getting caught. I briefly looked back to see that she had closed her eyes as she stood under the waterfall. I took my chance and drank in the vision of her pert, round breasts being drenched by the water. I couldn't help but watch as she stood there, naked and wet. Her pussy was shaved or waxed which I must admit is my preference.
As she turned her back to me once more and turned off the shower, I figured that she would get ready and leave. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her dry off with her towel before heading back to the sauna to join me once more. She climbed up to the top bunk and not a single word was spoken.
