My manager at work Julie travels regularly to Germany on business from our London office. Usually she travels by herself but on this occasion she asked me to come with her to help with some tough negotiations.
Julie's about forty, five years older than me. She's an attractive woman with a good figure and short slightly curly blonde hair. She's a tough negotiator but she wears glasses that make her look professional and at the same time give her a deceptive and sexually exciting aura of innocence and vulnerability. She's married, but there had been rumours in the office that the marriage might not last much longer.
On our short flight from London Heathrow with Julie next to me I spent most of my time watching her knee length charcoal grey business skirt work its way up her sheer black nylon-clad thighs, and peeping between her blouse buttons at what I could see of her big breasts nestling in her cream-coloured bra. I'd promised myself an evening of masturbation and the late night porn TV channel in my hotel room. By the time we landed I'd thought up a juicy masturbation fantasy involving Julie to enjoy in my hotel room bed later that night.
After we'd checked into our hotel, we had a look around to find the restaurant and bar. As we were exploring, we saw a sign pointing down a back corridor. It read "SAUNA." Julie nudged me.
"Fancy joining me in the sauna tonight?" Julie said, giving me a mischievous grin. "It's been a hard day. Let's unwind in there."
I was shocked.
"Julie," I said, trying to keep my voice calm. "This is Germany. In Germany, everyone gets nude together in the sauna, men and women. That's the rules."
"I know," Julie replied, almost laughing. "Don't you want to see me nude? You couldn't keep your eyes off my legs and tits on that plane. Don't be a prude like my husband. He doesn't like other men looking at me. He doesn't even like me wearing a bikini on the beach." Her tone confirmed what I'd heard about her marriage. Julie paused and her grin got broader. "but my husband isn't here, is he? Don't be shy. You've been naked with women before, haven't you?"
I couldn't argue with that, though at that time I was temporarily between girls and back to a sex life of porn and masturbation. But visiting a sauna as an anonymous visitor and seeing other anonymous naked men and women was one thing. This was my colleague, Julie, I saw every day of the week.
"Come on!" Julie was insistent.
The tone of her last words made it clear she was my boss, and I'd better do what she says. Like I said, she's a tough negotiator. I agreed, trying not to sound too shocked.
"Good," Julie said, giving me an approving nod. "Collect me from my room in half an hour and we'll go down together."
Up in my hotel room, I stripped naked. Looking at myself in the big wall mirror, I decided I had nothing to be ashamed of. I was fit, slim, hairy chested and muscular from the gym. More to the point, I couldn't get the fantasies I'd had of her stripping off those black nylons and that cream-coloured underwear, then bending wide-legged nude over my desk for me to play with and fuck her out of my mind. In anticipation of seeing her nude and being nude with her, down below I was pushing out what felt like the biggest, stiffest erection I'd had for ages.
My eight inches of straining hard muscle was bending up from my thickly haired balls so it's erection-swollen purple-grey head was pointing up almost vertically. I was so embarrassed. I couldn't meet a naked Julie with a boner like that. But the more I tried to force thoughts of Julie in her underwear and nude out of my mind, the bigger and tighter my erection seemed to get. In the end, I just had to go. I put on the white towelling robe that came with the room and went to collect Julie.
Julie was wearing a white towelling robe identical to mine. I couldn't help noticing how it bulged over her breasts, and also how her eyes went down to the tenting bulge of my robe over my erection. As she moved, her own robe opened slightly and my cock cranked a notch or two harder as I caught a glimpse of her naked thigh just short of her pussy. Lust and arousal replaced embarrassment. I was going to see this woman I'd fantasised and masturbated over so often over nude!
Stepping through the double doors into the wood-panelled interior of the sauna, a blast of sweltering heat hit us. A prayer was answered. The sauna was empty but for the two of us, I guess because it was midweek; the hotel was quite empty and it was late in the day. Almost the moment the doors swung closed behind us, Julie slipped her robe off her shoulders, let it drop and tossed it aside.
Julie's naked body was everything I'd dreamed of. I saw her back first, with the smoothly rounded cheeks of her bottom gleaming under the lights. As she turned, her big breasts swung heavily with her movements. Her nipples were like little red-brown peaking corks. Almost involuntarily, my eyes ran down from her breasts to her pussy. A neatly trimmed strip of brown pubic hair surrounded her vagina slit, just like I'd imagined in my masturbation fantasies.
She stood facing me, displaying her naked body with her legs slightly spread, her hands on her hips, arching her back so her breasts thrust up and forwards, swinging sensuously as she rocked smoothly on her feet. That mischievous grin was back on her face.
"Go on. Don't be shy!"
Facing Julie, I slipped off my robe. Trying to look as confident as I could, I turned to stand facing her. I'd long fantasised about what it would feel like to expose my naked, erect penis to another woman at work, but of course I'd never dared. Now I was showing my naked cock to my nude work colleague! I saw her eyes instantly go down to my erect penis, swinging stiffly out in front of me. She couldn't hide her smile of approval.
My erection felt so much more massive, heavier and stiff than any time when I'd been naked with a girl for sex. Julie didn't say anything, but her eyes and her smile said it all. I irrationally wondered if my penis was bigger than her husband's, but I didn't dare ask. My erection clicked up another couple of notches. Then the show started in earnest.
"This heat is lovely!" Julie sighed as she sprawled on the wooden bench, tossing her head back as she luxuriated in the heat.
As if she'd read my mind and knew my fantasy of her naked on my desk, she spread her legs wide, thrust and swung her breasts as she arched her naked body into poses as penis-straining erotic as any porn I'd seen.
"I can feel my pores opening," Julie purred. "Its so relaxing!"
I guess I was starting to relax too, except for a part of me that was getting more and more tense as my hungry eyes explored Julie's naked body. I was dripping with sweat, but not just from the heat. My penis, poking out hard from sweat-glistening pubic hair, felt hard enough to snap. But things got hotter still.
The sauna was as well-provided as our hotel rooms, and on a shelf were bottles of some kind of cosmetic body oil. Julie took a bottle and began to rub the oil into her body. Her hands slid smoothly over her gleaming smooth legs and bottom, and over those heavy swinging breasts, all the places my own hands craved to explore.
"This is lovely. It'll make my skin so smooth and soft," Julie said gleefully.
It was when she swung round to face me, treating me to a full frontal view up between her spread thighs that it dawned on me that she really was teasing me, like a stripper or porn model. Her hand slid down her smooth belly, through her cunt bush and down between her spread legs. With two fingers in her vagina slit, she began to rhythmically massage her pussy. I'd watched women masturbate enough times in porn and for real to know Julie was finger-pleasuring her pussy.
But after a couple of minutes, Julie suddenly stopped running her hands over herself, except for a finger gently playing with her vagina. She looked at me.
"I'm so sorry," she said, not looking sorry at all, but, in fact, suppressing a grin. "I got a bit carried away. Am I getting you excited?" She removed her finger from her pussy.
I didn't say anything, but the sweat poured off me.
"If you're excited, why don't you relieve yourself with your hand?" Julie formed her finger and thumb in a ring and bobbed her hand in that gesture every guy knows, in case I hadn't got the message. "I know my husband does it for himself. He thinks I don't know. The prude's never let me watch. I love watching men do it." Then her voice suddenly increased in pitch. She was getting excited. "Go on! Jerk your cock off for me!"
Julie was asking me, ordering me, to masturbate for her. I was momentarily shocked. She'd been teasing me, now it was my turn to put on a show. This was a public sauna. But there were only the two of us and no one else had come in during the time we'd been there. We weren't going to be disturbed. And I was desperate!
"Touch me if you want to!" Julie said softly, spreading her legs a little and fingering her pussy again as if to encourage me. Her big grey eyes met mine.
Julie got herself into a kneeling position on the wooden bench with her legs wide, arching her back a little so her big breasts swung up. With her hands on her hips, she thrust her pussy toward me, setting her big breasts quivering. I couldn't resist. My hand instantly went down between her spread legs. My fingers ruffled her moist cunt hair and stroked her vagina lips. I was fondling the pussy I'd for so long wanted to get my hands on!