Thermal Spa – Two Times Under His Nose
It had been weeks since I’d last touched her. I thought it might be over… until I saw them at the thermal spa.
They walked toward the main pool, towels over their shoulders. Her husband’s eyes landed on me and his smile vanished instantly…a short, stiff nod was all I got. He wasn’t happy to see me. She, though… she gave me that sly, knowing smile that told me everything.
As they passed, her fingertips brushed mine.
“Meet me in the grotto,” she murmured without turning her head.
I waited a couple minutes, then followed. Her husband stayed in the main pool, but I caught him glancing in my direction a few times.
The grotto was dim, humid, and quiet except for the sound of water echoing off the stone walls. She was already there, leaning against the edge, her hair damp, bikini clinging to her curves. She swam into me, her tits pressing into my chest.
“I’ve missed your cock,” she whispered, her hand slipping under the water to grab me.
“And your husband?” I asked, tilting my head toward the pool. Her mouth curved into a wicked grin. “He won’t find me in here.”
I slid her bikini bottoms aside and pushed into her slowly, feeling her tighten around me. Her head tipped back and she moaned loud enough to bounce off the walls.
“Shhh,” I hissed, clamping my hand over her mouth.
That’s when we heard it…her husband’s voice echoing faintly:
“Nicole… where are you?”
Her eyes widened, but she clung tighter to me, her moans now muffled against my palm. I fucked her slow but deep, each thrust making tiny ripples in the water. She pulled my hand away just enough to whisper, “I missed your cock… I love you…”
His voice came closer, calling her again. My cock throbbed, the danger making me harder.
“Cum in me,” she begged breathlessly. “Do it now”
That was it. I shoved deep and unloaded a huge, hot load inside her, my cock twitching as she clamped down around me. She bit my shoulder to stifle her cry, still whispering between gasps, “I missed your cock…”
We stayed locked together for a moment, my cum swirling deep inside her, then I slid her bikini back into place.
When we swam out, her husband was standing at the entrance, scanning the crowd.
“Where were you?” he asked sharply.
“Just swimming,” she said with a casual shrug. He had no idea she was still full of my cum.
We parted ways in the pool area, but I knew she wasn’t done. About twenty minutes later, I saw them heading toward the massage suites. As they walked past, she glanced over her shoulder… the look said follow me.
I slipped in through a side corridor and found her in a private room, lying face-down on the table, towel draped over her hips. The therapist must have stepped out, because she immediately pulled the towel aside and spread her legs for me.
I was inside her in seconds. The room smelled of oils and steam, but all I could hear was the wet slap of my hips against her ass. Out in the hall, I heard her husband’s voice — he was waiting right outside. She moaned louder, almost daring him to wonder, but anyone listening would think she was enjoying the massage.
I bent over her, fucking her deep, my hands gripping her waist. She turned her head to look at me, eyes locked, and whispered, “I love you…” I pounded her harder, feeling her tighten, until I exploded inside her again, pumping every drop deep into her.
She reached back, grabbed my face, and said it one more time — right in my eyes. “I love you.”
By the time the therapist came back, she was lying perfectly still, towel back in place. I slipped out the side door.
Her husband was still sitting outside, scrolling his phone, completely oblivious that his wife had just been fucked full of my cum twice that day.
To be Continued…
The Next Step:
Moving in temporarily for a week. Her husband was away on a business trip for a week. I have a few videos and pictures from that time. I can share them with you if you'd like.
Stay tuned
It had been weeks since I’d last touched her. I thought it might be over… until I saw them at the thermal spa.
They walked toward the main pool, towels over their shoulders. Her husband’s eyes landed on me and his smile vanished instantly…a short, stiff nod was all I got. He wasn’t happy to see me. She, though… she gave me that sly, knowing smile that told me everything.
As they passed, her fingertips brushed mine.
“Meet me in the grotto,” she murmured without turning her head.
I waited a couple minutes, then followed. Her husband stayed in the main pool, but I caught him glancing in my direction a few times.
The grotto was dim, humid, and quiet except for the sound of water echoing off the stone walls. She was already there, leaning against the edge, her hair damp, bikini clinging to her curves. She swam into me, her tits pressing into my chest.
“I’ve missed your cock,” she whispered, her hand slipping under the water to grab me.
“And your husband?” I asked, tilting my head toward the pool. Her mouth curved into a wicked grin. “He won’t find me in here.”
I slid her bikini bottoms aside and pushed into her slowly, feeling her tighten around me. Her head tipped back and she moaned loud enough to bounce off the walls.
“Shhh,” I hissed, clamping my hand over her mouth.
That’s when we heard it…her husband’s voice echoing faintly:
“Nicole… where are you?”
Her eyes widened, but she clung tighter to me, her moans now muffled against my palm. I fucked her slow but deep, each thrust making tiny ripples in the water. She pulled my hand away just enough to whisper, “I missed your cock… I love you…”
His voice came closer, calling her again. My cock throbbed, the danger making me harder.
“Cum in me,” she begged breathlessly. “Do it now”
That was it. I shoved deep and unloaded a huge, hot load inside her, my cock twitching as she clamped down around me. She bit my shoulder to stifle her cry, still whispering between gasps, “I missed your cock…”
We stayed locked together for a moment, my cum swirling deep inside her, then I slid her bikini back into place.
When we swam out, her husband was standing at the entrance, scanning the crowd.
“Where were you?” he asked sharply.
“Just swimming,” she said with a casual shrug. He had no idea she was still full of my cum.
We parted ways in the pool area, but I knew she wasn’t done. About twenty minutes later, I saw them heading toward the massage suites. As they walked past, she glanced over her shoulder… the look said follow me.
I slipped in through a side corridor and found her in a private room, lying face-down on the table, towel draped over her hips. The therapist must have stepped out, because she immediately pulled the towel aside and spread her legs for me.
I was inside her in seconds. The room smelled of oils and steam, but all I could hear was the wet slap of my hips against her ass. Out in the hall, I heard her husband’s voice — he was waiting right outside. She moaned louder, almost daring him to wonder, but anyone listening would think she was enjoying the massage.
I bent over her, fucking her deep, my hands gripping her waist. She turned her head to look at me, eyes locked, and whispered, “I love you…” I pounded her harder, feeling her tighten, until I exploded inside her again, pumping every drop deep into her.
She reached back, grabbed my face, and said it one more time — right in my eyes. “I love you.”
By the time the therapist came back, she was lying perfectly still, towel back in place. I slipped out the side door.
Her husband was still sitting outside, scrolling his phone, completely oblivious that his wife had just been fucked full of my cum twice that day.
To be Continued…
The Next Step:
Moving in temporarily for a week. Her husband was away on a business trip for a week. I have a few videos and pictures from that time. I can share them with you if you'd like.
Stay tuned
