Getting Hot With Julie - Sex Stories

Getting Hot With Julie

My manager at work Julie travels regularly to Germany on business from our London office. Usually she travels by herself but on this occasion she asked me to come with her to help with some tough negotiations.

Julie's about forty, five years older than me. She's an attractive woman with a good figure and short slightly curly blonde hair. She's a tough negotiator but she wears glasses that make her look professional and at the same time give her a deceptive and sexually exciting aura of innocence and vulnerability. She's married, but there had been rumours in the office that the marriage might not last much longer.

On our short flight from London Heathrow with Julie next to me I spent most of my time watching her knee length charcoal grey business skirt work its way up her sheer black nylon-clad thighs, and peeping between her blouse buttons at what I could see of her big breasts nestling in her cream-coloured bra. I'd promised myself an evening of masturbation and the late night porn TV channel in my hotel room. By the time we landed I'd thought up a juicy masturbation fantasy involving Julie to enjoy in my hotel room bed later that night.

After we'd checked into our hotel, we had a look around to find the restaurant and bar. As we were exploring, we saw a sign pointing down a back corridor. It read "SAUNA." Julie nudged me.

"Fancy joining me in the sauna tonight?" Julie said, giving me a mischievous grin. "It's been a hard day. Let's unwind in there."

I was ...

... shocked.

"Julie," I said, trying to keep my voice calm. "This is Germany. In Germany, everyone gets nude together in the sauna, men and women. That's the rules."

"I know," Julie replied, almost laughing. "Don't you want to see me nude? You couldn't keep your eyes off my legs and tits on that plane. Don't be a prude like my husband. He doesn't like other men looking at me. He doesn't even like me wearing a bikini on the beach." Her tone confirmed what I'd heard about her marriage. Julie paused and her grin got broader. "but my husband isn't here, is he? Don't be shy. You've been naked with women before, haven't you?"

I couldn't argue with that, though at that time I was temporarily between girls and back to a sex life of porn and masturbation. But visiting a sauna as an anonymous visitor and seeing other anonymous naked men and women was one thing. This was my colleague, Julie, I saw every day of the week.

"Come on!" Julie was insistent.

The tone of her last words made it clear she was my boss, and I'd better do what she says. Like I said, she's a tough negotiator. I agreed, trying not to sound too shocked.

"Good," Julie said, giving me an approving nod. "Collect me from my room in half an hour and we'll go down together."

Up in my hotel room, I stripped naked. Looking at myself in the big wall mirror, I decided I had nothing to be ashamed of. I was fit, slim, hairy chested and muscular from the gym. More to the point, I couldn't get the fantasies I'd had of ...