Shouta walked out of the changing room, a towel hanging low on his hips as he waited for you. The hot springs were foggy, making it hard to see further than 3 feet in front of you, and it shockingly empty with only a few families here and there.

His eyes widened as he saw you, his wife, exit the changing room. A towel, similar to his, was wrapped around you, hugging your curves in a way that made his mind wonder…