When was something going to happen?
Once again, it was Ted who got things roll ing.
"Honey, why don't you give me a back scrub."
Then, without waiting to see what her reply would be, he climbed down to an empty space on one of the lower benches and stretched out on his stomach.
Angie stood up, her body glistening with sweat now that she had been in the heat for a few minutes. Taking a hose that was coiled around a nozzle, she filled two buckets with water that was just about body temperature in heat.
"C'mon," Ted complained, "I can't wait forever."
"Shut up or I'll do it with a floor brush."
Everyone laughed at that, breaking some of the tension, but still leaving the excitement at the same high level. Sheila was beginning to realize that they were not the first guests whom Ted and Angie had taken to the sauna.
Carefully, as if she had done it many times before, Angie soaped Ted's back, as and legs. Her hands were firm and supple as she worked the soap into his skin and muscles, and Sheila could feel her honey begin to flow.
This was great.
Then, when she was finished, Angie rinsed him off.
"Now do my front."
"You know that's against the house rules," Angie told him with a sly wink in Sheila's direction.
"Why?" Susan asked, a look of frustration and disappointment on her face.
"Wives can't do husband's fronts. Somebody else has to. Any takers?"
"I will," Susan grinned, climbing down from her perch. Angie looked at John to see if he would object; obviously she didn't know John. She was all smiles.
Jackie looked uncomfortable, but also intrigued, making Sheila feel that progress was being made on that front.
Susan began to soap down Ted's front.
Before she had made it halfway down his chest his cock begin to stir.
"Hmmmmmmm," he said, fighting back a grin.
"What's this?" Susan asked, pretending she didn't know what was happening.
"Don't know," Ted answered, watching his cock reach nearly full erection.
Susan was soaping in the area of his cock now, but she didn't touch it. It was still unclear to her what the ground rules were, but she was beginning to suspect that more was expected of her than just a scrub.
Which suited her just fine.
Still, she needed some kind of a signal from Angie that it was all right for her to go ahead and take care of his cock.
"Honey, you're missing something," the black-haired woman said, obviously as anxious as everyone else to see Susan take care of Ted's cock.
"Oh, is that a fact?"
Susan promptly let her soapy fingers find their way around his rigid shaft. Slowly, provocatively, she moved them up and down, covering his meat with the slippery soap.
"Mmmmmmm," Ted moaned.
Sheila, watching all this, was becoming turned on. She could feel the hot cream seeping out between her legs and she desperately wanted to plunge Ted's cock deep inside her hungry pussy.
Or, failing that, her own finger would do.
Suddenly she became aware of Angie smiling at her. She looked up, and as she did, the other woman gestured with her eyes toward Jackie.
Sheila followed her line of sight and was surprised to see Jackie leaning forward, her breasts heaving up and down, her eyes wide with excitement as she looked down at Susan working on Ted's cock.
She was making no pretense about it now; her hand was fairly flying up and down the slippery shaft, beating him off with a vengeance.
Sheila looked back at Angie, and was hardly surprised at all to see the other woman feeling her own tits, rubbing and massaging them, tweaking the big, erect nipples.
Sheila gave in and began to finger herself.
Susan was astride Ted on the bench now, both hands flying up and down his cock. The soap had practically all worn off now, and his tool glistened brightly in the light and heat of the room.
Suddenly Susan leaned forward and in a singe practiced motion took his entire cock deep into her soft, willing throat.
"Mmmmmmmmm," Angie moaned. She, too, was fingering herself now.
Jackie was just watching, but it was evident from the expression on her face and the way her breasts were heaving up and down that she was as turned on as the rest of them.
Up and down, up and down Susan drove her mouth on his meat. Each time it disappeared into her throat, she made a snail gurgling sound that Sheila found to be progressively more exciting.
Finally Ted began to groan.
"Make him come, baby… make him come!" came Angie's voice from above, throaty and full.
"Let us see it, Susan… let us see him come," Sheila chimed.
Susan responded by pulling her mouth reluctantly from his prick, then jerking him off once again with her hands.
Ted began to writhe wildly.
"Oooohhhh," he groaned, feeling the hot, sticky cum begin to bubble up inside him. He wanted to hold it back, making this exquisite moment last even longer, but he couldn't.
Susan's body glistened from her exertions, her small, firm tits bobbing up and down, her eyes never once leaving the huge prick below her.
Then it exploded.
"Aaaggghhhh!" Ted grunted as the first heavy wad of jism flew out of him and up into the air.
Then, when he was almost spent, she took him in her mouth once again, licking and sucking on his shrinking tool, feeling the smooth skin of the head, tasting his salty seed.
Finally she pulled up and off of him.
The room was silent.
His cum was all over his stomach now, hot and slimy in the heat of the worn.
Hungrily Susan leaned forward and began to lick the jizz. Finally, when it was all gone, she looked up at the others. Sheila and Angie both had their fingers in their cunts, while John and Philip had erections to match the one that Ted had had just a few moments earlier.
She smiled, a few traces of Ted's cum still glistening on her teeth and lips.
Jackie looked like she was in a daze. Her eyes were glassy, but her legs were spread wide as if she, too, had at least harbored thoughts of jamming her finger into her own pussy.
Then Angie caught Sheila's eye and silently climbed down off the bench.
Sheila followed her out the door.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Outside the sauna, Sheila looked at Angie and smiled. She knew that the two of them were about to share a most enjoyable time, and she was looking forward to it. Her cunt was as wet and juicy as it could ever be, and unless she was badly mistaken, Angie's was in much the same state.
But those tits!
Just looking at them now made Sheila's mouth water in anticipation. They jutted out from Angie's chest like twin peaks, each capped with a large, and exceedingly hard rosebud.
She wanted her.
"The bedroom's this way," Angie announced, walking off in the opposite direction. Sheila waited for a moment, watching the other woman's ass jiggle delightfully, then followed her into the bedroom.
"Wow!" she exclaimed when she saw the interior of the room. It was incredible; there were mirrors everywhere.
And the bed.
It was huge, circular.
"There must be room for eight people to fuck in that," Sheila laughed, indicating the bed.
"Six is our record. But I wouldn't mind trying for eight sometime," Angie said, smiling minxishly from where she sat on the edge of it.
"Let's fly for two right now," Sheila breathed, sitting down beside the naked woman. Her body felt clean and dry now, just the same way that Angie's looked.
"You're beautiful," Angie breathed, reaching out with her lithe fingers, letting them caress Sheila's tits with tenderness. Little currents of electricity shot through Sheila at this, and she pushed forward for more.
They kissed, and as they did, Angie's moist, warm tongue shot out into Sheila's mouth, darting about inside the warm chamber.