Part 2, The power of Steve, and the broken husband
The Carmel hotel was one that I had stayed at before, when my firm was designing this house project earlier in the year. It had a nice spa with a steam room and hot tubs. I was looking forward to using both after I checked in. I also dreamt more about Steve, as I was driving and about the possibility that Steve would check in to the same hotel, that he might also come to the spa... again my crotch was dripping... Wow!
A couple hours later, I was in the steam room, wearing my 2 piece, and a towel wrapped around me. A younger couple were also in the steam room with as I walked in. They were holding hands, and I interrupted them kissing when I entered. They must have been on their honeymoon. They sat up and smiled at me. They were to my right on the benches in the steam room, while I on the upper bench. I could look down at them as they kept touching each other. I could see the young man's bulge in his swim shorts... it was big, and obvious, and seemed to be getting bigger. They started to giggle.. and kept kissing. This action was super sexy, as I, the older married lady watched from above. I'm sure they thought I couldn't see a thing, until the young girl reached her hand over to the young man's dick... he jumped and said "Oh Fuck", and then the both looked up a me, now knowing they'd been caught. They giggled some more and he quickly grabbed a towel and covered his crotch as best he could and they ran out of the steam room.
As they opened the steam room door, I could see Steve... He was standing out in the spa area, standing under the water of a shower that was on the pool deck area. Supposedly he was showering before getting into the hot tub. Shit, he was built. As the door to the steam room started to close, I leaned to watch, and not miss every inch of him. As he rinsed his body, he threw back his head under the shower head and rubbed his hands up and down all over his body. Ummmm.
I jumped up and gathered my towel, and went out to the spa area to watch more. As I stepped out of the steam room, Steve was still there, under the shower head, oblivious to the fact that I was staring at him, effectively drooling over his sinuous body. Fuck he was amazing to watch. He then reached to turn off the shower, and as he did he turned my way. He saw me just staring at him. As he reached for his towel he just looked back at me, and didn't say a word, just smiled. Shit, I had been caught, but somehow I was OK with him just watching me ... he undoubtedly could tell I was admiring his body. I can only imagine he's gotten a lot of admiration from sexy girls, so he's likely quite used to this kind of attention.