Taming of Fear Pt. 03

I was angry and excited at the same time and when the water stopped and we both went to our towels I decided I'd do the same and watch his woman as she showered. She spoke to her partner and hung her towel. I watched her rather flabby bottom as she turned on the water and shrieked as it hit her. Once she got used to it she turned and I was treated to the sight of those low hanging breasts with nipples now hardened by the cold. Further down her large dark haired bush covered everything and there wasn't much to see.

I waited to see how the guy would handle the shower. He looked flustered and only moved after his partner shouted something at him. He turned his back to us and hesitantly removed his towel before stepping up to the shower. He never turned around and managed to keep his genitals hidden as he suffered the onslaught of cold water. I realised this was probably what I'd looked like when I had my first nude shower here!

Sylvie and I took our leave and went up the stairs to the terrace. The sun was getting lower but it was still warm enough for us not to feel cold. We were alone and once we were settled Sylvie asked "So what got you so excited before?"

"It's difficult to explain. Whenever I see someone looking at you it gets me going. I don't know why?"

She laughed, "So you like it when other people look at me?"

"I suppose so. I'm sorry, I know it's weird!"

"Don't be sorry, it's OK. In fact, to tell you the truth, I also get turned on when I see a woman looking at you."

"Really?"

"Yes, that French girl was eying you the whole time you showered and it excited me." She took my hand and placed it between her legs. I could feel liquid heat radiating from the gap between her cool skin. When my finger probed deeper she removed my hand and said "You see."

I smiled "So we're both weirdos!"

"Maybe we're just proud to show off our partners?"

"I suppose. Letting others see what they can't have and knowing you're mine is rather appealing!"

"Anyway, I much prefer it to you getting excited by some other woman!"

"Ditto!"

We rested for a while and then I heard my tummy grumble loudly. Sylvie also heard and said "Are you hungry?"

"Actually I'm starving! I only had a sandwich at the airport and that seems like days ago."

"Well, lets go and eat then."

"What about swimming?"

"We can do that another time. You've got a monthly pass now so you can come and go as you please."

"Then OK, let's eat!"

I won't bore you with the details of how the evening ended. Suffice to say that Sylvie decided to sleep at her place as she had to get up very early the next morning. I was a bit disappointed but as I was exhausted I knew nothing else would have happened anyway.

The rest of the week passed in a flash and I settled into my new environment before starting work at IPX. Sylvie and I spent every free moment together. Our lovemaking improved and even if I say so myself I now considered us experts! We always spent the night together, either at her place or mine and she had already suggested that I should just move in with her. At the waterpark I quickly became known as "Sylvie's English boyfriend" to the regulars. We usually visited the spa at least three or four times a week.

Life was good! Little did we know that things would soon change dramatically...