Estonian Sauna

Analie offered to show me how to use a real Estonian sauna. Merle and the boyfriend she’d come to Saaremaa to visit would take one privately later. I followed Analie into the main farmhouse to an area curtained off from the living room. She stripped off and headed into the shower room. In the name of decency, I’d kept my back turned and waited until I heard the shower stop before I stepped after her. I placed my towel on the window ledge and washed quickly, then grabbed my towel and stepped into the sauna proper.

‘Oh good. You brought the towel. You’ll probably need to put in on the seat so you don’t burn your sensitive ass.’

Once I’d recovered from the wave of heat, I saw that she was sitting naked as I’d heard was done in Scandinavia. She’d left her own towel outside. I’ve never been comfortable with the idea of being naked with anyone that I wasn’t sleeping with, but there was little reason to argue. I unwrapped the towel from around my waist, placed it double on the wood and sat down next to her. We started chatting about her husband, who’d played the porn director in Sex and Death, Marie, life in Australia and a number of other topics and before I knew it, nakedness wasn’t an issue.

The thermometer read 95C, but Analie kept scooping water onto the hot stones. Eventually she decided that she’d had enough for the moment and I was glad that I’d matched her resistance to the heat, but I now realise that she was sitting closer to the heat source and the steam, where it was probably over 100C. I followed a minute later, jumping under the now icy shower, then heading out to the curtained off area, where I found she’d covered herself and stepped outside to enjoy the cool evening breeze and sip on a beer.

We repeated the process again before having a proper wash in the shower and dressing properly and joining the others to finish drinking.

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