1. Hannah's Hot Tub


    Date: 8/24/2015, Categories: First Time, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    August sun was shining so brightly it was simply too perfect an opportunity to miss - so after quickly changing into my vest and shorts, off I went. An hour later, hot and sweaty but feeling content and very righteous, I jogged panting into the back garden and tried to regain my breath while cursing myself for not having trained harder for the past few months. The run had been everything I had wanted; warm paths, cool shade, the smell of the trees; perfect! Opening the back door I quickly grabbed a cold drink from the fridge before going back outside to rehydrate and cool down. My eyes were inevitably drawn to the hot tub that bubbled away almost silently in the corner of the patio and the idea of having the sweat and dust on my body washed away and my tired muscles gently massaged by the water grew more appealing by the minute. I went back into the house and grabbed a towel from the laundry room then slipped off my running shoes, socks and vest before returning to the tub dressed only in my running shorts. I knew I should have had a shower before getting into the water but it looked so inviting, I felt hot and sweaty and there was no-one to see me. I just couldn't resist it and stepped guiltily into the water, panting a little at its temperature then lowered myself up to my neck in its hot depths. It felt simply wonderful as my body adjusted to the heat; the calming, soothing liquid enveloped my tired, aching muscles, its warmth making me almost dizzy with the sensations. ...
    I sat on the submerged bench, leaned back against the smooth side, spread my arms around its edge and tilted my face towards the clear blue sky. Relaxation washed over me. Alone in the house, out of earshot of the phone, invisible to the neighbours and feeling pleased with myself for having got the day's exercise out of the way, I washed the salt from my face and pressed the button beneath my fingers. The bubbles started. I could feel the powerful water jets pummelling my legs, lower spine and shoulders, easing the strain my woodland run had induced. I sipped my Diet Coke, wishing it had been a cold beer instead, closed my eyes and let myself drift into a doze. The weekend was coming; Anne and Ted's barbecue on Saturday; walking in the countryside on Sunday... &#034Pfffft!&#034 The sound of a drink can being opened snapped me back from my reverie with a jolt. &#034Hi!&#034 Hannah's voice coming from behind me was soft and friendly. &#034Fancy a beer?&#034 &#034Hannah!&#034 I jumped with surprise, my head turning first left then right in a futile attempt to see where the voice was coming from. My awkwardness made her giggle as she walked round the tub and into my field of view. My tall, skinny stepdaughter had changed into the smallest bikini I had ever seen - mere scraps of dark blue cloth held together with dark blue strings and bows. There was no way her mother would ever have bought it for her. Fortunately her breasts were so small even this inadequate piece of clothing ...
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