Uh oh.

Two elderly men walk in with towels around their waists. The door closes behind them, and the room grows silent.

The first thing they see when they enter is two beautiful young women across the room exploring each other's bodies, flushed red by the afterglow of orgasms. Not only that, but their tops are pulled up, and their bottoms down. It's like they've died and entered heaven. It takes a moment for anyone to speak, but finally, one of the old men opens his mouth.

"Are we interrupting something?"

You slip on your clothing and Bailey does as well. She looks completely flushed with embarrassment. You are on the inside, but it seems like your body is great at not showing it. You appear confidence, even now.

"Not at all, gentlemen," you say. "We were just finishing up a nice, steamy visit to the sauna. Don't mind us."

You can see a bulge up on the front of both of their towels.

"You can keep going if you want. Don't mind us either," the other says.

"No, no. I think we're good. Right, Alice?" Bailey says as she looks to you in panic.

You nod, and then stand, while offering her your hand. She takes it, and the two of you walk towards the door. As you go, you hear whistling as they check out your behinds. You gave them quite a show, but at least they didn't come in earlier!

On your way back, you snatch up the bottle of water you left, and the two of you head to the showers. You get some attention on the way--both of you--given your soaking wet clothes clinging even more to your body than usual.

"That was so embarrassing," she whispers to you.

"It could have been worse."

"And it was still amazing..." She smiles up at you, and winks. "You're right. It wasn't that bad. Hopefully those two guys just keep things to themselves though."

"Let's go get cleaned up, and cool down, before we pass out now, hm?"

You and Bailey enter the changing room with your belongings, strip down, and stand beneath spouts of water. Some eyes look over at your naked form beneath the shower, especially Bailey's, but you wash yourself from head to toe. When you're done, and you dry your hair, it somehow still looks amazing despite having not used anything, not even hairspray.

"I hope we can get together again sometime. It was really a workout," she says to you.

You give her a kiss on the cheek. "It was indeed."

You retrieve your outfit from the locker, throw it on, say goodbye, and head back home.