The Lotus Club II

“How was your shower?”

“Really refreshing.”

“Did you have enough water, or would you like some more before the sauna?”

“I had enough, but thank you.”

“Okay, so over here is our sauna. It’s styled like a traditional Finnish sauna, made with birchwood.”

“Inside, there’s a water bucket if you want to pour water onto the hot rocks and increase the temperature.”

“There’s also a bundle of fresh birch branches, used in traditional Finnish saunas, that you can use to increase circulation in the body.”

I follow you and we stop just outside the entrance to the sauna.

I listen to you talk but… I’m struggling to actually listen. After what just happened, I just feel so… good, but also just so… I don’t even know the word. Zen, I guess.

All the tension is gone inside me, but more than that, I feel like I’ve been filled with something else… a positive energy or something.

I run my hand over the soft, white cotton towel wrapped around my naked body as you go through the standard talk you’d give any client: what to do, safety… all the things I’ve gone through before at a spa… but I just can’t stop looking at you, your full, smooth lips; wanting them on me…

I know I just had maybe one of the most intense orgasms of my life not even ten minutes ago, but I feel insatiable right now.

I know our relationship is professional, I have no illusions about that. You’re just doing your job… okay, maybe a little more than your job, as you admitted. I just know this isn’t something serious… and yet, I still feel… closer to you?

I mean, considering what just happened… I’ve only ever done that with my husband, or the boyfriends I had before I met him.

“So obviously for safety, the maximum you can spend in the sauna at any one time is fifteen minutes. We’ve got a little timer here… ”

There’s a digital countdown next to the wooden paneled door of the sauna. I can already feel the warmth against my body.

“That’ll go off to let you know your time is up. In case you get a little too relaxed.”

“I don’t think I can get much more relaxed right now.”

“Now, since it’s your first time at Lotus, we do offer complimentary champagne. I can get that ready for you when you’re finished?”

“Oh, uh, sure. Thanks.”

“Okay, with it being your first time, we like to check in with our clients, just to make sure you’re completely comfortable. Is that alright with you?”

Heat flushes in my cheeks. I know you’re being professional, but the way you’re looking at me… I can’t help but feel the residual desire for you, and, god, the way you’re looking at me is making my knees weak.

“Of course.”

“In that case… I’ll leave you to it. Enjoy.”

You gesture towards the door with a smile and head down the hall, leaving me alone at the sauna.

I open the door and I’m met with a wave of heat.

It’s not overbearing, but it’s enough that within a few minutes, I’ll really feel it work its magic on my body.

I slip off my flip-flops and head inside, walking across the floor and settling on one of the lower benches.

Mmm, this is just what I needed. This whole day is just what I needed.

I haven’t been inside a sauna like this in a long time. The ones I’ve been to at the gym are definitely not like this, where it’s more like sitting in a really hot shower. This is like… mmm, I feel like a cat bathing in the sun.

It gets too much after a few minutes, but this?

This… this is nice.

I notice a bucket of fresh water and a wooden spoon in the corner to pour over the hot stones if I want to.

Hm, maybe later on my next cycle. I don’t want to get too hot too fast.

I prop my elbows on the higher bench and relax back against the wood. My body’s buzzing from the orgasms you gave me on the massage table.

I still can’t believe it happened… like that. I have never experienced that before… and I really, really want to again.

I think I’ll be the only one here for the rest of the session. There wasn’t anyone else in the waiting room.

I unwrap my towel, staring down at my soft, moisturized body. Moving around feels different now that you’ve massaged all the tension out of me.

Normally, I’d never sit completely naked in a sauna, but in this place… it feels really liberating.

I run my hands along my skin… my arms, then my thighs… it feels so good. I feel so good.

Beads of sweat are starting to form on my forehead, and I trail my fingers over my breasts… thinking about your lips there, like they were before…

I graze my fingertips over my nipples… slowly… up and down. I pinch them both between my fingers, rolling them gently… perking them back up.

They’re so sensitive… I feel so sensitive, so… connected to my body, to myself. I feel… sexy.

It’s been so long since I’ve felt this way… about myself, so long since I… really just… enjoyed my own body.

I run my fingers down my stomach and prop my leg up on the bench, slowly moving my hand between my legs. The steam from the rocks fills my lungs as I inhale… and slide my fingers through my pussy.

Yes.

I’m still a little wet from the oils you used on me, and my fingers glide around easily… my clit… then down… teasing my entrance… and back up.

I massage back and forth over my labia a few times… then apply a little more pressure onto my clit as I work back up…

Fuck, it feels really good. I’m still a little sensitive from before… and I want more.

I massage my clit in gentle circles, taking care not to apply too much pressure until I’m ready.

My free hand trails across my chest and I squeeze my breast… pinching my nipple in between my fingers, twisting and teasing it… resting my head back against the wall.

Mmm, this feels good…

The heat from the wooden panels warms my body. It’s hot in here, but not too hot. It’s the kind of heat that makes me feel comfortable and warm… eager to explore my own body…

It’s like… the humidity in the air before a thunderstorm, the build-up before an even greater release…

I slide two fingers down to my entrance… waiting, just waiting… until the moment when I can’t wait anymore…

I want to be full… I want to feel the way it did before… when you were making me cum… leaning over me, pleasuring me with your expert hands.

The way you touched me for the massage, mixed with the relaxing scents and music… it’s almost… spiritual. I feel… so ready… to take the next step, to explore in a way I never have before.

I circle my fingers around my entrance just a little more… before sinking inside.

Oh… oh god… yes.

I slowly tease my fingers in and out of me. Fuck, I’m still so wet from you, still thinking about you, your fingers where mine are now, your lips on me, mine on you…

I drag some wetness up to my clit and massage a little before slipping them back inside me again, going a little deeper… and massaging my G-spot.

Oh… god, that’s good. I use my free hand to work my clit while I circle my fingers around my G-spot, applying gentle pressure in small circles, just like you did when you massaged me.

It’s still so sensitive… but I keep going. I want to push myself… to the edge again. I’m still aching for more.

I shouldn’t be doing this here, and I can’t believe I still have anything left after that incredible orgasm… but I can’t stop… I don’t want to stop.

I pick up the pace…

Yes…

Pumping deeper inside myself… rubbing my clit faster. Letting myself be consumed by the pleasure building inside me… running my hands along my skin, my body… the body that has gotten me through so much… given me so much…

I want to treat myself with this much love and pleasure, all the time. I deserve this. I deserve to feel… good…

Oh… I’m getting close. I’m so close…

“Oh!”

I lean forward, scrambling to get my towel wrapped around me as you open the door.

“Oh… I just came to check in… but I see you’re doing just fine.”

“Oh god, I’m sorry… I didn’t—”

“It’s fine. It’s normal here. Happens more than you think. ”

“Yeah? Even after…?”

“Definitely after. You would be surprised just how much your body craves once you open that door… You know… if you need extra release… I’m happy to provide more if you like.”

“In… here? That’s okay in here?”

“Like I said: we make our own rules here. And, yes… I’d really love to show you more of what your beautiful body is capable of… what it deserves.”

“I… yeah. I’d like that.”

“Let me just rinse off, and I’ll be right in.”

Oh my god… you’re actually going to join me in here?

I can’t… I wonder what you mean when you say ‘the things my body is capable of’. I want so badly for you to show me more. I never… I’m feeling things today I didn’t realize I could feel, about myself, about my body, about pleasure…

When you come in, you’re wrapped in a towel and you sit across from me. Your body is dripping from the shower and your hair is clinging to your body.

“Do you want to… show me what you were doing? Before I came in.”

“Well, I… yes.”

I get back into the position I was in before. I run my fingers back down between my legs, and start to massage my clit again.

“Yeah? Is this… how you normally pleasure yourself?”

“No… not quite. I… normally use toys. I actually have trouble without them but—”

“That’s the beauty of erotic massage. So many women… feel they are lost without their gadgets, and while it’s great to have tools in the bedroom… it’s so much nicer to just connect with yourself, your own body… by itself.”

You’re watching me closely, watching my fingers as I slip them back inside me again. I keep my eyes on you, and the way your fingers are also moving up and down your own body in response.

“You look beautiful… How does it feel?”

“So good…”

“Keep going… just like this. Here… I’ll show you…”

You open your towel, and your legs shift apart. You slowly move your fingers between your legs… spreading your lips apart… gently massaging your clit…

I watch your movements and mirror them… it feels… so good. Just the way you’re touching yourself… the way I’m touching myself… together…

“Do you like watching me?”

“Yes.”

You trace your fingers up to your breasts and massage them in your palms.

I do the same… everything you do, I do, too. It feels so good… building back up again…

God, you’re so gorgeous. Your lips, the way they part slightly as you moan with me… your delicate fingers, the way they are moving faster now between your legs… your pussy, so soft and wet…

I start to move my fingers faster, just like you are…

“Is this something you do with your husband? Do you like being watched?”

“Yeah…”

“Tell me what you want… There’s no wrong answers”

“I… I want your mouth on me. I want you to make me cum again, please…”

“Yeah…?”

“Is that okay?”

You smile at me before standing up and slowly stepping towards me.

I want to be filled again by you… I want, I need, your mouth on me, your fingers inside me.

“I’d love to. Spread your legs wider for me.”

You lay your towel on the ground and kneel, and I spread my legs, propping my feet up on the panels.

“Do you want me to go at the same pace or build it up again?”

“Build up. Please… take your time…”

Oh my god… your mouth feels so fucking good.

Your lips are so soft and I love how you work your tongue so gently over my clit. Running the flat of your tongue over it again… and again…

I reach down and my fingers wind into your wet hair, guiding you…

“Yes… right there.”

“How does that feel?”

“So good, please don’t stop…”

“Don’t worry, I won’t.”

My hips slowly grind against you. I grasp the panels, my fingers pressing hard against the wood as you move your tongue a little faster.

You tease two fingers through my pussy… teasing me, just like you were with yourself…

“Do you want my fingers inside you again?”

“Oh god yes, please…”

Oh god… yes! The feel of the smooth wood under my fingers, the scent of the room, the warm heat clinging to me, the feeling of your fingers and tongue…

I don’t even care how loud I’m being… if anyone hears. Let them hear… I can’t stop, it feels too good to stop.

You slip a third finger inside me, just like you did when you massaged me. And keep going… more, more.

Oh god, I’m so close… but I don’t want it to stop. I want—

“Do you want it faster?”

“Please… yes…”

I can’t control it even if I wanted to. I need it, need you, need this. My body needs this, deserves this, craves this… I can feel myself starting to shake as the pleasure begins to pour out of me.

I give in, surrender, let my body move the way it wants, my fingers running through your hair and my hips rolling, my toes curling…

“I’m going to cum. Yes, don’t stop, don’t stop!”

“That’s it… just let go for me…”

Oh wow. I feel so… I feel like I’m floating, but I also feel… connected, to my body, my breasts, my pussy, my breathing… to you. I feel connected to you.

“How was that?”

“I… perfect.”

“Hmm. Time’s up. Let’s head back out to shower and cool off.”

“Yeah… sounds good. You’re more than welcome to join me.”