Spa harmony

I walk into the spa and let the quiet wrap around me. Cool water waits in every pool, and I slide from one to the next, sinking deeper each time. When the mood hits, I slip out and head for the lounge. My bikini sticks to my skin, the fabric soaked and heavy. I peel it away slowly. My nipples tighten in the cooler air, and the sudden freedom between my legs feels delicious. Alone, stretched out on the cushioned bench, I open my thighs and let my fingers wander where the bikini used to be. I trace wet circles over my clit, push two fingers inside, and watch my own hand work. Breasts shift with every breath, soft and full, nipples still hard. I chase the slow build until my hips lift and a tight shiver breaks through me, warm and sudden in the quiet.