When we first got married, we lived in a really nice, brand new apartment complex on the north side of Indianapolis. When summer came, we used to hang out at the pool on the weekends and when our hormones got too excited we’d go into the clubhouse and have sex in the sauna with the smokey glass door. Not too easy to see in but you could if you looked for a bit. A few guys would stop and watch as Jen straddled me with her back to the door. And, there were a few stains on the wooden benches after we left.
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