A Snowy Encounter in Aspen

My name is Emily, and I attend a public university in California.
I am a 19-year-old sophomore majoring in humanities.
While chatting with my friends, we concluded that it's not that I'm naughty, but naughty men tend to gather around me (laughs).

A friend from high school went to a national university in Colorado.
In March this year, I met up with my friend in Colorado and went snowboarding.
My friend lives in a university dormitory.
We stayed together at a hot spring inn in Aspen.
I traveled from California to Denver to Aspen, transferring between the bullet train and local trains.
My friend stayed for two nights and three days, while I stayed for three nights and four days.
It was my first time snowboarding, and I got tired.
I went on this trip with the money I earned from tutoring my cousin.

This place has both indoor and outdoor baths, and there are mixed baths as well.
Excited by my first time in Colorado, the snowy scenery, and snowboarding, I decided to try the mixed bath.
There were few guests, and since I was returning to California the next day, I thought, why not?

Around 7:50 PM, I went to the changing room.
The changing rooms are separate for men and women.
When I opened the door to the bath area, there was no one there.
I took off my clothes, grabbed a white bath towel, and went to the washing area.

To describe the bath area, the washing area is next to the entrance.
The washing areas are separated for men and women by large rocks.
The slightly hot indoor bath is mixed.
The indoor bath is also partially divided by rocks, but it connects to the men's bath at the back.
The right side is the women's bath, the left side is the men's bath, and the back is the mixed bath.
Next to the women's bath is a lukewarm outdoor bath (mixed).
The open-air bath at the back of the mixed bath is a slightly hot mixed bath.

While washing my body in the washing area, I saw a shadow in the mirror.
It seemed like someone was peeking through the gap in the rocks from the men's washing area.
However, the man went to the outdoor changing room.
The shower also had the scent of hot spring water.
After washing my body, I returned to the changing room to hydrate.
Around 8:20 PM, I went to the lukewarm outdoor bath.

About five minutes later, I heard the door open with a clatter, and someone came in.
Startled, I sat in a fetal position to hide my body.
Although I had a bath towel, it was forbidden to dip the towel in the hot spring.
The outdoor bath I was sitting in was a small bath with a diameter of about 3 meters.

Clatter.

The door to my left opened.
It seemed like the man from earlier had returned.
He looked to be in his mid-20s.
He walked over to my side, making splashing sounds.
He was looking at my body from above.
But I was sitting in a fetal position, crossing my arms to hide my chest.
Leaning against the wall, I was also guarding my butt.

Since the man couldn't see my body, he seemed to give up and stood in front of my face, showing me his private parts.
I didn't want to see, so I turned away.
Feeling a strange atmosphere, I stood up, covering my chest and private parts with the bath towel, and moved to the adjacent open-air bath.
The man followed me.
Since my butt was exposed, the man seemed to be bending down to look at it.

The open-air bath had a diameter of about 6-7 meters.
I quickly took off the bath towel and sat in a fetal position.
The man also came next to me.
Looking up at the sky, the moon was beautiful.
In front of me, the moon was reflected in the hot spring.
I couldn't help but scoop up the moon reflected in the hot spring with both hands.

"Ah, your breasts,"

When I moved my hands away from my chest, the man saw my breasts.
Looking at the beautiful moon, I felt liberated.

(I probably won't see this man again, so oh well)

As I kept my hands away from my chest, the man muttered in a low voice, "Your breasts are floating," while staring at my chest.

Moon viewing in an open-air bath with a snowy landscape, how elegant.
I felt an unparalleled sense of liberation.
I even started humming.
After humming a few songs, about 7-10 minutes had passed.
Feeling thirsty, I went to the changing room to drink some sports drink.
Covering my chest and private parts with the white bath towel, I moved from the open-air bath to the indoor bath.
The man followed right behind me.

When we got to the indoor bath, the man overtook me from the right and blocked my way.
(Huh?) I thought, and then the man bent over, looking at the lower part of the bath towel.
He was looking at the hair sticking out from under the bath towel.
The man then moved behind me, bent down, and brought his face close to my butt, staring intently.
After about 15 seconds, I started walking and went up to the women's washing area.
The women's washing area is about 1 meter higher than the indoor bath.
I returned to the changing room, hydrated, and rested for about 3 minutes.

Maybe he noticed the sound of the changing room door opening.
The man also came near the women's washing area.
Since many people use the hot spring, I decided to take a shower at the end.
The man soaked in the indoor bath, peeking at me from below.
At this point, I was just exasperated.

While taking a shower, I turned towards the man and showed him my chest.
I also showed him my private parts.
Turning around and bending over, I showed him my butt and private parts.
I took a shower for about 3-5 minutes.

I returned to the changing room, dried my body, and got dressed.
When I went out into the hallway, the man from earlier was there.

"Um, excuse me. Can we talk for a moment?"

When he called out to me, I smiled and walked past him. He bowed deeply and thanked me, saying, "Thank you for everything."