Steam and Confessions
The heat wrapped around my body like wet hands. I sat on the wooden bench, a towel barely covering my hips, unable to tear my eyes away from her breasts, glistening with sweat. Anna, my secretary, sat across from me, legs crossed, her nipples already hard little peaks. The look she gave me was long and just a little bit challenging.
"So, Alex," she drawled in a low voice, "how about a game of truth or dare? Or are you afraid I might learn too much?"
Her lips curved into a slight smile. A bead of sweat rolled down the cleft between her tits and disappeared somewhere below. I felt my cock start to swell beneath the thin fabric.
"Not afraid," I answered hoarsely. "Just hope you're ready for the consequences."
"I'm always ready," Anna whispered, running a finger along her thigh as if by accident. "Truth or dare?"
"Dare."
She leaned in closer. The scent of her skin, mixed with the aroma of birch branches, went straight to my head.
"Take off the towel. All of it."
I held the pause, then slowly pulled the fabric away. My cock was already hard, heavy and hot. Anna stared at it without looking away, her breathing growing quicker.
"Beautiful..." she breathed. "Now my turn. Ask."
"Truth. Have you ever fantasized about me at work?"
Anna licked her lips.
"Every time you called me into your office... I'd imagine you bending me over the desk and fucking me right through my skirt." She spread her thighs slightly. "Now, dare."
"Run your hand over my chest. Slowly."
Her palm landed on my skin. Her fingers traced downward, circled my nipple, then slid lower, over my stomach. I shuddered. The heat of the sauna seemed nothing compared to the heat inside me.
"Truth," I said when she pulled her hand away. "Are you wet right now?"
"Soaked," Anna answered, almost a whisper. "Want to check?"
I nodded. She stood, stepped toward me. Her fingers took my hand and guided it confidently to her smooth pussy. I felt the hot wetness already running down her thighs.
"Fuck..." I breathed out quietly. "You're dripping."
"Because I want you," she whispered right into my ear. "I have for a long time."
I ran my fingers over her clit. Anna let out a soft moan, pressing closer. Her breasts brushed against my chest. Her nipples were hard as pebbles.
"Dare..." she exhaled. "Put your mouth on me."
I sank down, settling onto the lower bench. Anna stood over me, legs spread wide. Her pussy was right there in front of my face—pink, glistening, her clit swollen. I dragged my tongue along the full length of her, tasting the salty tang of her arousal. She grabbed a fistful of my hair.
"Oh god... yes... just like that... deeper..."
I licked her greedily, sucking her clit into my mouth and teasing it with my tongue, then pushing inside her. Anna trembled, her thighs shaking. Wet sounds filled the steam room. Her moans grew louder.
"Alex... I'm close... don't stop..."
I quickened my pace, sliding two fingers into her and fucking her in rhythm with my tongue. Anna arched her back, her nails digging into my shoulders. Her body tensed, and she came—hard, sudden, flooding my tongue with hot juices. Her cry echoed off the wooden walls.
When she caught her breath, I stood. My cock was rock hard, pulsing, the head already slick with precum.
"Now I want to fuck you," I said flat out.
"Yes... please..." Anna turned around, braced her hands on the bench, and arched her back, presenting her tight ass. "Fuck me. Hard."
I moved in behind her, dragged the head of my cock along her wet lips, and slammed inside. Her pussy was tight, hot, gripping my shaft like a fist. Anna let out a loud moan.
"Oh... so thick... fuck me..."
I started to move. Slowly at first, savoring every inch, then faster. The slap of our bodies mixed with her moans and my heavy breathing. Steam wrapped around us, skin sliding against skin. I grabbed her hips, driving my cock all the way to the hilt.
"Deeper... more..." she begged. "I'm yours... fuck your secretary..."
I leaned over, cupped her tits, pinched her nipples. Anna shuddered again. I felt her pussy start to pulse around me.
"I'm gonna come again... come with me..."
I sped up, pounding her hard and deep. Sweat poured down my back. Her moans turned into short, breathless sobs. Finally she clenched around me, and I lost it. Hot cum shot into her in thick, powerful bursts. I kept thrusting, pumping every last drop into her, until she went limp in my arms.
We collapsed onto the bench together, breathing hard. My cock was still inside her, slowly softening. Anna turned her head, looking at me through hazy eyes.
"That was... so much better than my fantasies," she whispered with a smile.
I kissed her damp shoulder.
"Then the next round of truth or dare starts without towels."
"Deal..." she squeezed her inner muscles around me, making me flinch. "But this time, I want to suck you off. Slowly. Until the steam runs out."
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