Meet them both in the steam room

You find yourself incredibly turned on by Angelos, with his full lips and slender body. Ted turns you on too with those bulging muscles and quaterback good looks. You can't decide between them. You want both. Just the idea of such a naughty proposal sends a thrill racing through your body.

"I'd like to hit the steam room." You address Angelos, but then you cut your eyes to Ted and add, "It can be like a threesome."

The boys laugh. You can't believe you just said that! Your cheeks would be burning if you weren't already red-faced and sweaty from the basketball.

"Meet you at the steam room," says Angelos and he and Ted depart to the men's locker room. They're whispering to each other the whole way and as they disappear through the doorway they both cast a last look back at you.

So this is what it feels like to be the meat on the menu.

In the women's locker room, you change out of your sweaty workout clothes and have a quick shower just to rinse the sweat off. You crush your breasts beneath the cool water and sigh at the thought of what you are doing. The immediacy of it is terrifying and a turn-on. You're going to wrap yourself in a towel, walking into that steam room and put it all out there for Angelos and Ted. What if they both want you? Can you handle two men at once? The thought that you've never even tried something like that makes you feel like you've lived a sheltered life.

Well, that's coming to an end, you resolve, padding out of the shower and wrapping your luscious curves in a gym towel. It's hardly adequate for the task of cover your aple breasts and wide hips, but if you cinch it tight enough it just barely fits.

Ted and Angelos are waiting for you at the steam room door. They're both wearing towels wrapped around their waists. Ted is an adonis, chiseled pecs atop a ladder of abdominals, shoulders a muscular triangle that meets his neck. His boyish, mid-western looks are enough to melt your heart, and other places. He gives you a devilish smile. Angelos is just as hot, but in a completely different way. He's a little taller and lean, with muscular arms and legs and well-defined chest. He's a little hairier than Ted, but you can appreciate a man with a little hair on his chest. His precise beard almost looks like it is a painted-on texture on his face.

"Are you ready?" he asks and there's more to the question than usual.

"I am," you reply and accept the hand Angelos rests on your back as he ushers you into the steam room.

You enter the misty, white room, smelling the dampness of the wooden benches, partly hidden by the thick fog, and the smell of the hot stones that provide the heat for the steam. Angelos ladles water form a basin onto the rocks and another hissing gust of steam fills the room. Sweat springs to your face, your shoulder and arms. You find the tiered benches and sit in the middle row. Ted sits beside you and Angelos sits on the tier below. There are other people in the steam room with you, but you can only see them as shapes amid the dense gusts of steam.

"Do you like it?" asks Angelos.

"Yes," you say, and you do. It's different than you expected. Bigger and not so well-lit, but it is very relaxing.

"It's mostly old men," says Ted.

"And younger guys looking to hook up for a nooner," says Angelos. Ted glares at him.