Hot Tub Tickle Party

Written By: stockytickler
Edited By: FeatherProof
My eyes snapped open, adjusting to the darkness.

Aw, hell. End of a long workweek, I'd pushed myself a little too hard on the weights and must've zonked out in the steam room. I guess the last guys out of there didn't want to disturb me. I was kind of grateful. That bench press left my pecs burning and my arms felt like rubber.

I stood and groped my way to the door, leaving my towel on the bench. I felt a dull ache through my whole upper body. It felt good though. I liked the progress I was making. My weight had plateaued at 260lbs for weeks now but I was seeing some good definition all over. Not bad for a guy in his 40s, I thought; especially one with a desk job.

The lights snapped on as I stepped into the whirlpool lounge. Motion detectors, right. I usually wasn't here this late. Well, I thought ... since I *am* here, may as well take a soak. I soap showered the steam and sweat off me from the sauna, stretching, fully relaxed and reviving a bit under the hot water. I s... Read More...