Into the Ether - Complete

The Winter of Our Discontent: Part 6

The thermal spa was nothing short of sensational. We'd headed there after brunch, and it was so much more than I'd expected. Dimitri had booked us a private outdoor pool, and I really hadn't been sure what it would entail, but it had been exquisite.

The pool itself was a natural outdoor thermal spring set in a little valley near the foot of a wooded mountain. The water sitting around 105 degrees, it was deliciously warm despite the frigid air. The pool was around ten by ten foot, half open to the air, the other half covered by an open fronted pergola. Inside the pavilion was a daybed covered with soft, warm quilts, two huge fluffy bathrobes hanging on a hook and a roaring open fireplace with a large supply of split logs. On a small table inside the pergola was a large jug of water and a platter of fruits, nuts, cheeses and cold meats. The area was surrounded by trees, was breathtakingly picturesque and conspicuously private. The attendant who transported us there from the carpark by four-wheel-drive made a point of explaining he'd not be back for four hours and the area was very secluded, so we'd not be overlooked.

Dimitri and I had stripped off, relaxing in the warm water as snow fell and dissolved on the surface of the water around us. It was the singular most romantic experience of my life! Four hours of love, intimacy, and happiness, we'd bathed, made love, bathed again, loved, cuddled, talked and eaten in front of the fire on the daybed, bathed again and then got dressed. We were lying in one another's arms on the daybed when the four-wheel-drive arrived to collect us four hours later. And I didn't want to leave. I could honestly have spent the rest of my life happy in that place and locked in that moment.

We were quiet in the Academy SUV as Dimitri drove us back to the motel. Finally, my Russian God broke the companionable silence. "Are you up for dinner and dancing this evening? I'd like us to go somewhere really nice."

"Are you sure you trust me to behave myself somewhere nice?" I teased.

Dimitri laughed. "Ok, burger and fries it is then."

"No! I'll behave, I promise!" I quickly capitulated. I'd never been to a really nice restaurant, but I wanted to with him.

Back at the motel, Dimitri sat fiddling on his phone, checking out various sites until he found what he wanted. Then he stepped outside, making a call. I watched him through the curtains as he walked around in the carpark out the front of our room. It was still snowing lightly, and he looked beautiful standing amongst the snowflakes in his duster as they leisurely settled around him. I sat on the sofa as he walked back to the door, trying not to let on I'd been admiring him.

"Ok! We're all set. We've got a booking for 8 pm."

It was nearly 5 pm. "Well... that gives us three hours... How about you get undressed and lie on the bed?"

"Again milaya?" he laughed with a twinkle in his eye. Since we'd become lovers, we'd been worshiping one another's bodies every chance we got. Maybe it's because we were used to working out together, but the idea of giving and taking pleasure from one another physically just seemed so natural.

"Maybe later," I giggled, "But right now I was thinking I might give you a massage?"

Obediently Dimitri stripped and lay on his stomach, and starting at his feet, I massaged him from bottom to top. I loved being able to touch him, discovering parts of his body I'd not yet explored, and hearing his sighs and moans of pleasure as I found little knots of tension he hadn't known were there.

"I could get used to this, you know..." he moaned. I was sitting on the bed beside him, running my fingernails through his hair and scratching his scalp lightly.