During a city trip for our anniversary, we made a special sauna-club visit.
Christian and I had planned a city trip to Vienna for our anniversary. When the date approached and we traditionally looked at the weather forecasts, it wouldn't be that great; occasional rain and less warm than what we expected. We decided to plan an extra museum instead of visiting the beach on the Danube.
"Or maybe we could also visit a public sauna. Do they have one there?" I asked Christian, who knew the city well because he had worked there for one year as a temporary manager for a start-up company.
"I need to look it up," he said. "Because I only have experience with a few visits to a sauna club," he said without blinking or blushing.
"A sauna club? What is that?"
I wanted to know more about that.
He said he discovered the sauna online during his time working in Vienna. The photos he had seen showed a large public sauna similar to what he knew in Belgium, the Netherlands, and Germany. There was one big difference: it was full of beautiful naked young women in high heels that you could hire for half an hour or more of fun. As a man, you paid entrance to use the sauna and all facilities, with a buffet with tasty healthy food and non-alcoholic drinks included. The girls were paid personally, after services rendered. He was there twice, he said.
I knew that Christian had been with sex workers a few times in the period after his divorce when he was single, but I had not heard him talk about this one yet.
"Oh, it must have been a lot of fun!" I teased him.
"The first time I went alone and the second time with a friend who was visiting from Belgium. He was also single at the time," he explained.
"Did you have sex then?" I wanted to know.
"Yes, indeed. I was already excited when I checked online, and I got my money's worth there," he said with a wink.
I was surprised that he admitted to having sex with three different girls during one visit! I could hardly believe him but when he told me he was there, spending the whole day sounded more realistic. On one of our exceptionally free and relaxed days Christian and I do it occasionally also more than one or two times a day...
He explained it was just an exceptionally relaxed place, where as a man you could enjoy all the facilities all day long if you wanted, sauna, the outdoor swimming pool, magazines to read, and the girls of course.
I kept asking questions.
"What kind of crowd did that place attract?"
As far as he could determine from his two visits, they mainly consisted of decent (?) traveling businessmen, as he remembered most of his conversations with other visitors were in English. And probably also a local audience of Austrians...
"Is access only for men?"
He couldn't answer that and went to the website on his phone to check.
"No, women also have access."
"What about if I went to that sauna there with you?"
Christian could already see the mood brewing. Further cursory research online revealed that I could indeed accompany him and that we could easily take one of the chalets for half an hour to have sex. However, they were very strict on one rule: I was not allowed to have sex with the other visitors. I was allowed to have sex with the women, to be "a client" myself, or have a threesome with Christian for example, of course only with the girls' permission.
"I can understand that," Christian said. According to him, the girls pay an entrance fee, just like other clients, a legal arrangement to be allowed to work there as a prostitute, without pimping involved. If I would enter there as a "normal customer" and fucked with the girls' potential customers for free, that would mean "unfair" competition.
"And what if I charge the guys?"
"What?! You mean to work there???" Christian asked in surprise.
"Well, just pretending, for one day, not for the money but to pick out some hot guys. That would be fun, wouldn't it? We were thinking about going to a swing club again, right? Maybe this could be a nice alternative. And you get to bang a few girls - a fair deal, don't you think so?"
Yes, I was completely free from jealousy and could accept that Christian also ate from a different plate. Since the event in Marc's Spanish hacienda, everything had concluded: I allowed Christian to fuck other women, just like I am allowed to fuck other men. Just keep each other informed and make sure everything happens "safely". There have not been many rules left since the start of the idea of sharing me with others. Don't fall in love, don't get pregnant, don't get an STD. That's about it, and now it goes in both directions.
Christian, for his part, had a much lower libido than me, I think his libido is mainly between his ears, in there it seems he has no limits! While I am much more physically inclined, I prefer not to think about it too much. Just discover, experience, do it, enjoy it, and let others enjoy "using" me.
In my presence, Christian took the initiative and called the sauna club, asked in his best German for the manager, and asked how it could be arranged to be part of the active girls for one day.
The answer came quickly and put a bit of a damper on the joy I was already building and resulting in my pussy getting wet.
