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Eventually we summoned the courage to walk in, where I paid our dues and was handed two white robes. I led Linda into the changing area, where I grew even more nervous. I had no idea if it was expected to strip off completely, and I had visions of being carted away by the police. For all I knew it was a strictly 'swimsuit' evening. Linda was holding her robe close to her chest for comfort, and I decided to get the lie of the land. The changing area was empty, so I opened the door to the spa area slightly to see what was 'the done thing'. The sauna and steam rooms lay on the left, but at the far end was a tanned, ample lady of perhaps sixty showering completely naked. This confirmed the uniform for the evening and my anticipation of seeing Linda au naturel made my heart beat faster.

'Are they all... you know.. in there?' she enquired timidly. 'Yes it seems so' I replied.After all, just because I'd seen one elderly bottom didnt mean all the customers did the same. I decided not to prolong things any further and began to take off my shirt and trousers. Linda waited until I was down to my boxers before moving away from the communal changing area and, to my dismay, into one of the cubicles, drawing the blue curtain briskly across. I lowered my shorts as fast as I could and tied a towel around my waist, and leant on the table waiting for Linda to join me. I could hear her take several deep breaths as she undressed, and was thrilled to see her jeans fall around her slim ankles from below the curtain. She appeared after what seemed like hours, with a white towel wrapped tightly around her and her hair tied back with a band. 'Come on then' she smiled. 'In for a penny..' and pulled the door open.

We entered the spa area, looking around us to see what to do next. The elderly lady had vanished, and not a soul seemed to be around. I suggested the sauna first, and she followed me into the gloom and breathaking heat. The sauna was empty too, and this seemed to make Linda relax quite a bit. We sat together on the bench and chatted about the intense heat for a couple of minutes until the conversation became as dry as the heat. Linda's hair had become soaked and straight, and with no make up and glowing skin, she looked simply stunning. I was able to grab long looks at her bare, freckled shoulders and a tantalising few inches of cleavage while she closed her eyes to drink in the steam. She opened them after another couple of minutes, with beads of sweat on her forehead. 'I think I need to have a shower, I'm feeling a bit woozy' she said. 'Me too' I replied. 'Me too'