[Brock Landers]

This is the second episode of my most memorable experiences in mixed locker rooms of European saunas/thermal baths.

As I mentioned above, although in theory it should be easy and frequent, in practice you have to be very lucky. Even if you happen to be in the locker room changing at the same time as an attractive woman, it is usually difficult to see much, also because most of them tend to undress as quickly as possible. Many quickly strip to their underwear, tossing their clothes into the locker, then put their bathrobe on, and only then remove their underwear from underneath the bathrobe. But, going to such places as many times as I have, eventually you get lucky a few times.

So here's the second story.

- this also took place in Germany, in a not-very-large place that had only the sauna area (ie no "textile" section with swimsuits) with several saunas and pools indoors and outdoors. It had just one single, large locker room of rectangular shape, with several rows of lockers, forming two main aisles in a cross. One of the main aisles, which also led to the door leading to the indoor pool, was maybe about 4m wide with a large flat concrete bench in the middle, where you could sit on, put your bag on etc to make it easy to change.

Now, in this particular place you could not choose your own locker - at the reception they gave you the key with the number of your locker. And this time I got the locker at the corner of this central aisle, near the exit towards the pool, which was great because I could sit on that large concrete bench without going far from my locker.

It was late afternoon and I was ready to get dressed and leave after spending a couple of hours there, so I go to my locker wearing my bathrobe. As I get there, I notice that the fourth locker further inside from mine had been taken by - or rather assigned to - a very pretty girl. Early 30s I guessed, blond with hair in a ponytail (not many women let long hair loose in saunas as it gets too hot). On the curvy rather than slim side. Maybe 5'5". As I approached, she had already removed her coat which lay on the bench, and she was sitting there removing her boots. She was sort-of "professionally" dressed; ie not with jeans etc but wearing black tights, a Scottish skirt with a green and black pattern, and a black pullover. Not many people apart from the two of us in that area (or at least I don't recall any - - )

So as I open my locker and start removing my robe ie getting naked before dressing, I looked briefly in her direction. She was standing up, having just removed her second boot. We made eye contact so I said "hello" matter-of-factly, she also said hello in a neutral expression and turned away. We did not make eye contact again.

What happened next is burnt in my memory very clearly. After I had removed my bathrobe and deposited my clothes and my bag on the bench, I stayed closer to the bench, sitting or standing, while I gradually put on my several layers of clothing (it was middle of winter). The girl was doing the same only in reverse, that is, I was getting dressed while she was getting naked, only she tended to stand maybe one foot away from the bench. That meant that I could take discreet looks at her, from my position, with the corner of my right eye or moving my head slightly. Since I also had to get dressed, normally that would not have helped much since most women, as I said, would just get undressed very quickly leading to a literal "blink and you miss it" situation.

Not so with this girl though. She was getting undressed *very* slowly, very carefully folding and arranging each of her nice pieces of a clothing in a neat pile on the bench. So between doing my own thing and trying to be discreet, I still got a very nice view of what she was doing. First the skirt was off, which she folded nicely, standing on her black tights and black pullover. Once that was done, still standing, she pulled down the tights, revealing nicely tanned legs ("another fan of sunbeds", I thought). She folded the tights carefully and laid them on top of her skirt, starting to build up her pile on the bench. Then she took off her pullover, which gave me a couple of seconds of direct look while her face was covered. She was wearing just a black bra underneath, and non-matching white panties. So standing there in her underwear, she again carefully folded her pullover and added it to her ever-tidy pile. I thought "ok I guess she's going to do the bathrobe-on-first trick now". Not so! Still standing facing the concrete bench, she quickly removed her bra and panties, and (rather more causally) dropped them on top of her pile, standing there completely naked. A very fine-looking girl, C-cub boobs I guess, perfect tan without tanlines, very trimmed bush but not shaved. But it got better. She had tucked her bag halfway into the lower part of her locker, so now she bowed down to get it out - allowing me a nice view of her ass and hanging left boob from the side. She put the bag on the bench, removed the robe, towel and slippers from it, lying them on the bench, and then ever-so-carefully placed her neat pile of clothes in the bag. Still totally nude. Then, and only then, she proceeded to put her bathrobe on.

By then I - somehow - had almost finished getting dressed, and was sitting on the bench putting my shoes on. Now wearing her robe and slippers and carrying her towel, she walked past me in the narrow space between the bench and my locker, towards the door to the showers. As I said we did not make contact but I noticed that she had a very happy expression. It would be nice to imagine that she noticed me admiring her and was pleased about it. But maybe she was just happy to get rid of those clothes and looking forward to a great evening in the saunas.