Steamroom Stories

The elevator door swung open and we stepped out into the lobby. I was on high alert, very conscious of my nakedness underneath the towel. Grace and I had made a bet on our card game; the loser couldn’t wear anything under their towel to the hotel steam room. I lost. Grace led the way through to the lobby towards the steam room. As we walked, she looked back at me and giggled at my situation.  With one motion, she dramatic...

I was running late for spinning class again, but with a week-long hen-do in sunny Spain coming up, there was no way I was going to miss the chance to work off another millimetre of tummy fat! The same girls I'd seen for the past two months filed into the stuffy room stretching their figure-hugging leggings as they mounted their bikes. The class was great for toning my legs and bum, but, oh my god, it was boring. Not one h...

The steam bath looked to be empty. It's just about dinner time, so most of the hotel guests should be off making arrangements for supper. My husband and sons are on a snorkeling trip, and won't be back until later in the evening, so I have all the time in the world to relax. Wrapped in my towel supplied by the resort, I walk past the spa and towards the steam bath. I've just come up from the beach, and I'm looking forward...

As Jack walked up to the ornate entrance to his hotel, he was happy to be home. The doorman opened the door and greeted him by his family name. Jack welcomed the greeting and graciously thanked the doorman as if he was a old friend. Jack asked the porter to take his bags to his room. The hotel manager came and greeted him and asked how his flight was. Jack responded that is was a long two days of flying from the states, b...