Luc & Tati visit the Wellness Center (Part 1)

Luc had recently joined a local group for introverts after seeing a flyer on the bulletin board at the hotel where he works. He signed up for the group, which was hosted by a local sex-positive organization that he had heard good things about. The prospect of meeting some new like-minded people appealed to him.

Since joining, he had seen posts on the message board about group hikes in the Preserve, game nights and wine tastings, but none of them sounded interesting. One morning, however, someone made a post that caught his attention. A woman who went by “rivernymph” — members chose pseudonyms for the message board — had posted an invitation to join for a soak and a sauna at the Wellness Center that evening. He hadn’t been before, but his coworker Nora went occasionally after work and had nothing but glowing things to say. It sounded like a friendly place, and the fact that it was co-ed and clothing optional piqued his interest. He replied (posting as “steelsteed”) and said he would plan to be there. He wondered who else would show up.

Later that afternoon, while he was folding towels at the hotel, he received a reply from rivernymph, who said she hadn’t heard from anyone else, and that if he wanted to cancel she understood. If he did still want to meet, she was planning to go regardless and she’d love to see him there. Her warm, vaguely flirtatious tone made him comfortable, and he replied that he was still down for it. They agreed on a time. The idea of meeting a stranger to spend an evening in the sauna and soaking tub with, possibly nude and in the company of a bunch of other people, was both exciting and mildly terrifying. How old was this woman? What would she look like? Would he be bold enough to strip down and go nude with her and all the others? Would she? The scenario played out in his imagination as he stacked the thick, soft towels. He felt a stir of curiosity in his balls.

After work, Luc rode his bike to the Wellness Center and walked into the lobby where a dozen or so people were gathered waiting for the 8pm slot to open (reservations were made an hour at a time, on the hour). He scanned the group for someone who could plausibly be rivernymph, feeling relieved at not seeing anyone he knew. Just then, a woman walked in and greeted the attendants familiarly. “Hello lovelies, good to see you.”

“Hey there, Tati! It’s been a while, good to see you too.”

The woman smiled and looked around at the others waiting, stopping at Luc. “You’re not steelsteed by chance, are you?” she asked quietly.

“I am,” Luc replied, blushing a bit. You’re rivernymph?”

Tati smiled and nodded, sitting next to him on the bench. “You’re younger than I expected! Ever been here before?”

“It’s my first time. I’ve heard good things though.”

“You’ll love it. A couple things to know, which you may have heard. First, it’s co-ed. Guys and gals together in the showers and tubs and sauna. Second, most people don’t wear swimsuits. I probably should have warned you.”

Luc laughed, trying to sound casual. “My friend comes all the time, so I knew what I was getting into.”

At 8pm the doors to the locker room swung open and a train of people, hair damp and cheeks flushed, emptied out into the lobby. The air that came with them was warm and moist, smelling of soap and clean skin. To Luc, they all looked gorgeous. The attendants waved the next group in, and Luc and Tati followed.

The first space was a sort of dressing room, with benches and cubbies for clothes. Luc didn’t know the routine, so he followed Tati’s lead. She took off her shoes and socks and stashed them in a cubby, pointing to the one below for Luc. “Put your clothes here. I hope you brought a towel,” she whispered. The group was packed into the room, but some were quick to undress and move on. Luc caught a glimpse of a buttock here, a bare breast there, the nape of a neck, a man’s thigh.

Tati casually took off her clothes, folded them, and placed her panties and bra on top. She wrapped herself in a towel and left for the showers before Luc even had his pants off. He undressed, and as he was folding his boxers, looked down at the woman’s delicate sheer bra. He felt that familiar stir again. A young woman to his left deftly unslung her large breasts as Luc wrapped in his thick, soft towel.

The showers were lined up along a colorfully tiled wall, six of them side by side and open to the rest of the room, all in use. Tati and others were standing against the opposite wall wrapped in towels, waiting their turn. Luc slipped in beside her and followed her gaze to the six figures rinsing down. There were men and women both, showering right next to each other, their bodies completely naked and exposed. Luc felt both thrilled and warmed by the sight. Since he was a kid, he had always enjoyed the amicable feeling of being nude with others.

Two showers opened and the two stepped forward, as if onto a stage. Tati took off her towel and hung it on a wooden peg and Luc followed suit. He didn’t want to stare, but Tati’s body was beautiful. She had broad yet delicate shoulders, a long and lithe torso, graceful legs, a shapely bottom. As they soaped up, he caught a glimpse of her breasts from the side. Lovely, he thought. She of course was catching similar glimpses of his body, young and fit as it was — his firm butt, his pale arms, the curve of his soft penis peeking around a thigh. The two took perhaps a bit longer than necessary to rinse down, turning in slow circles to let the water flow over their skin as those next in line looked on.

A pencil drawing with watercolor painted over top depicting three figures surrounding the trunk of a tree in an open woodland. Two of the figures are nude, in the process of drying themselves after a swim. The third is seated and wrapped to the neck in a brick red cloth. The pencil lines and watercolor blocks are loose and lively.

The Wellness Center has two main attractions, if you don’t count the showers. One is the saline soaking tub, big enough for 12 to lounge around its wavy perimeter, the water pleasantly warm under the open sky. The other is the sauna, small, with room for six or so on its cedar tiered benches, and a large window looking out over the patio and tub. Outside the sauna is a shower that dumps icy water at the pull of a lever. Tonight there were about 15 people spaced around the patio, all completely bare — an average crowd.

Tati and Luc started in the soaking tub, where they lowered themselves up to their necks in the water. Luc was clearly nervous, so Tati generously started the conversation by asking if he had a girlfriend or boyfriend. He shook his head and told her about the girls he had seen recently, and how he enjoyed the freedom of being single. She chuckled as she raised herself to rest her elbows on the edge of the tub behind her, “so do I, honey, so do I.”

It was all Luc could do to keep his eyes up as they talked. In his peripheral vision he could see her breasts glistening in the low light, pointing right at him. She turned to check how full the sauna was and he stole a glance. Her breasts were medium-sized and firm, set low on her chest, slightly tanned despite it still being early in the summer. Her nipples were bronze and on the small side, each with a drop of water beaded beneath. He found the form of Tati’s breasts fascinating and arousing, but looked away quickly so as not to gawk.

“Care to hit the sauna?” she asked, turning back to look at him. She raised her eyebrows as if knowingly.

As they grabbed their towels, a group of three burst out of the sauna and rushed over to the cold shower. Laughing, one of the men pulled the chain while the woman squealed under the icy deluge. Her nipples were noticeably erect and her body covered in goosebumps. She pulled the chain next, laughing as her friend squealed in turn. “That’ll be us in a minute,” Tati said as she opened the door.

The hot air hit them like a wall and made their skin tingle. They were alone in the quiet sauna. Tati spread her towel and leaned back on the upper bench, and Luc did the same. Being completely naked with this woman was very exciting for him, and sitting here in the sauna he felt especially exposed. There was no water to hide under, no towel to cover his penis, but he enjoyed the sensation. She was so friendly and open, he didn’t feel particularly self-conscious, just naked and exposed in a warm, cozy way. He never wanted to put clothes on again.

Tati noticed the change in his countenance. “Do you feel comfortable being nude with all these people?”

“Now that I’m getting used to it, yeah. It feels good. Do you?”

“I come here a lot, and I visit the nude beach often too, so yeah, I feel perfectly comfortable. I love being naked around other people.” She smiled and shifted to face the young man. “And how does it feel to be naked with an older woman you just met?”

He laughed self-consciously. “Oh, it feels fine. I really like being naked with other people too, it makes me feel sort of warm and at home. Besides, you’re super nice.”

The woman looked at Luc as he was talking, appreciating the sweat beading up on his collarbone, running down over his chest to his flat stomach. He was leaning back against the wall with his legs parted slightly, and she could see the length of his soft penis extending down from the patch of pubic hair to disappear behind his thigh. I wonder if he’s a grower, she thought, without meaning to.

“I’ve actually already been to the beach a few times this year, on those warm days we had a few weeks back,” she said. “Look, no tan lines!” She pulled her shoulders back and pointed to her chest.

Surprised, he looked where she was pointing. Her breasts did show the beginning of an even tan, as he had noticed in the tub. He felt a thrill at being invited to openly look at this woman’s bare breasts, and took the opportunity to appreciate their shape once again. “Looks good!” he said, immediately blushing at the way it came out.

Tati didn’t miss a beat. “The trick is tanning nude from the very start of the summer. Once you get tanlines, they’re impossible to get rid of, especially on your tits.” She felt a thrill herself having him gaze directly at her breasts. She glanced to see if they were having any effect, but if they were, she couldn’t tell in the low light. “I’ll take you to the beach once it gets warmer, if you want.”

“I’d love that,” he replied. He was trying not to picture the scene, wary of the possibility of becoming erect at this inopportune moment. There would be plenty of time for that later at home, he though.

They sat in comfortable silence for a few minutes, enjoying the heat on their skin, the sweat trickling over every part of their naked bodies. Out the big window, the busty young woman who disrobed next to Luc in the locker room was emerging from the soaking tub. Her breasts jiggled and swayed as she climbed the steps, and water ran off of them and over her belly. They both watched. Luc thought of Tati’s bra folded in the cubby, and this woman’s much larger bra in the next one over, and he felt that familiar stir between his legs. “I’m ready for a cold shower.” he said, climbing off the bench.

Tati pulled the lever for him and the shock of the water made his mind go delightfully blank. After he shook off, she pushed him aside and stood under the shower. “My turn. Spray me!”

He pulled the lever and doused Tati in icy water. She squealed just as the others had earlier, and Luc enjoyed the enticing strangeness of eliciting such a vigorous response in this naked woman he had just met. Tati’s nipples were hard as she shook the water from her body.

As the two were having another short soak in the tub, a fully-clothed attendant emerged from the locker room to ring the 15 minute bell for the nude bathers. “We’d better hit the showers before they get packed,” Tati said, rising from the water in front of the young man. He followed into the locker room.

They were the first in the showers, and picked two in the middle. They talked as they lathered up, and each privately enjoyed the sensation of running hands over their naked body in front of the other. Luc surreptitiously watched as Tati soaped her breasts with both hands. She noticed but didn’t mind. Likewise, she watched him lather his penis and balls, wrapping his hand around the flaccid shaft and sliding it up and down a few times to distribute the soap. It struck her that this was exactly the technique he would use to masturbate his penis in private. Would he do it when he got home, she wondered? And was she sensing a hint of fullness in his hanging length?

They showered slowly, washing certain body parts perhaps more than strictly necessary, enjoying again the water flowing over their bodies. Other bathers came and turned on the showers to either side, lathering up each of their own naked bodies in turn. The two patted dry and made room for those onlookers lined up against the opposite wall.

In the dressing room Tati dropped her towel and picked up her bra. Luc pretended to rummage for something in his cubby as he watched her slip it over both shoulders and straighten the straps. She hooked the clasp and pulled the sheer cups down over her breasts still moist from the shower. She adjusted them both and continued to dress, watching the young man pull his boxers up over his shapely buttocks. The busty young woman came in from the showers, and as he was tying his shoes, Luc saw her put on her bra in just the same way Tati had.

Back out in the lobby, Tati put her hand on Luc’s shoulder. “I’m so glad you decided to come out tonight,” she said, smiling and making intentional eye contact. “A hug goodbye?”

Luc leaned in and put his arm around the woman’s shoulder, catching the pleasant scent of her damp hair. She pulled him in and he felt her breasts press low against his chest. “Let’s do it again sometime, steelsteed,” she said with a smile. “You know how to find me.”


Luc rode his bike back to the hotel, where he lived for free in a room on the third floor. One of the perks of working there and having the owner as his aunt. The warm early summer evening air felt good against his face, and he enjoyed finally letting his penis stiffen slightly in his pants against the saddle.

(Continued in Part 2)