I slipped into the hot spring, the water enveloping my legs up to my waist, then my chest as I sank down. The heat seeped into my muscles, easing the knot of frustration from earlier. I let out a long sigh.
"This is nice."
Across from me, Diane floated with her eyes half-closed, her hair fanning out on the surface. She gave me a playful smile, the corners of her mouth turning up.
"It is, isn't it?"
She relaxed further, sinking deeper until only her head stayed above the water, her shoulders disappearing beneath the steam. "The water's always warm like this. I find taking a dip every night really soothing and relaxing."
I watched her, the way the water lapped at her neck. "You seem pretty comfortable sharing the pool with a stranger."
She shrugged lightly, water rippling around her. "It's nothing much, actually. My family and visitors always use this spring. Besides, it's dark out here—you won't be able to see anything."
To emphasize her point, she stood up slowly, water cascading down her body. Even in the dark, my sharp eyesight picked out every detail: the swell of her breasts, their little pink tips, the dip of her waist, the flare of her hips, and the dark patch between her thighs. She was fully naked. Her skin was glistening.
"I can still see you," I said, folding my hamds.
Her cheeks turned a slight pink immediately.
"Oh, you can?" Her hands moved to cover herself—one arm across her chest, the other hand over her mound—but they did little to hide the full shape of her.
I nodded. "Yeah."
She sank back down quickly, the water swallowing her up to her chin again. "I thought it was too dark for you to see."
" i guess i have good eyesight."
My mind began replaying the image of her standing there, naked, and something stirred low in my gut, my cock twitching faintly under the water.
"You have a beautiful body," I said.
She looked surprised, her eyes widening a bit, but then uncomfortable, shifting in the water.
"Umm... thank you,"she said hesitantly.
Her body betrayed her words, though—her back arched just a bit, like she was aching for something, a subtle longing that didn't escape my notice.
"You don't look too comfortable," I pointed out.
"No, no," she said quickly, "it's just that... well, I don't get those kinds of compliments often."
"Not even from your husband?" I asked.
She nodded, her expression tightening. "He considers things like that vile and immoral."
My eyes widened a little in surprise.
Wow. I didn't think that old man would be so... upright.
My gaze traced the visible parts of Diane's body—her plump, succulent lips, her creamy skin, her large mounds that dissapeared into the water.
Someone so hot, being neglected by her husband...
The surprise shifted, and a perverted grin crept on my face.
"You know, I don't mind complimenting you," I said. "You deserve it."
Diane's eyes met mine, a bit confused. "What are you talking about?"
I stood up, and took a few steps toward her through the shallow end.
"The old man has been neglecting your feelings." I continued closer, the water parting around my legs. "Having all those pent-up feelings isn't right. I could help you release them."
She looked uncomfortable now, her shoulders hunching slightly under the water. "Release them? How?"
I sat down next to her, close but still giving her some personal space, my thigh not quite brushing hers.
"Simple. I'll give you what your husband couldn't." I leaned in, my voice dropping to a whisper near her ear. "I'll make you feel so good."
Her eyes widened in realization and shock, and she stared at me, completely speechless.
"So, how about it?"