The four friends had spent the morning playing a foursome at the Forest Ridge Golf Club, they all lived locally in the village of Forestdean and three of them had houses that backed onto the course.
Their foursome had become a regular fixture on their calendars after Dave Whitaker had taken early retirement at the age of 50.
It seemed the right thing to do at the time, his children had flown the nest, his wife had passed and his job had lost its lustre, so he retired and he never regretted it for a moment.
Retirement enabled him to spend time with his three favourite ladies of leisure, Sarah Price, Katie George and Wilhelmina Winten.
Sarah and Katie were both wealthy grass widows and ten years younger than he and spinster Willi was three years older and was a retired PE Teacher.
After spending a very pleasant morning on the course they lunched at the club as was their habit and as they sat down at their regular table Willi announced
“I can’t be late home today, Marta is coming to help me tidy the attic”
“It must be important if you’re going to cut your lunch short” Sarah said and they all laughed.
“If truth be told I do rather look forward to the days Marta comes to help me” she said when the laughter had subsided
“She’s really such a nice girl and very good company”
Which was when, the waitress, Georgina, arrived at the table to take their order.
“So you’re not coming to mine for drinks this afternoon Willi?” Katie asked
“I’m afraid not” she replied
“What about you Sarah?”
“No not today” she replied reading a text on her phone “somethings come up”
“Just me and you then Dave” Katie said
“Ok with me” Dave remarked
So after a very nice lunch in very pleasant company, and feeling a little over indulged, they had a rendezvous by their trolleys and prepared for the short stroll across the 18th fairway apart from Sarah Price who was the only one of the group whose house didn’t adjoin the Golf Course.
“I’ll say goodbye now” she said “I need to pop to the pro shop before I head home”
So while the other three walked their trolleys across the 18th fairway she went the other way to the pro shop.
The text she received during lunch was from David Snowdon the Golf Pro who was talking to a customer when she walked in but he soon made his excuses.
“Can I help?”
“Yes I’m here for my golf lesson” she replied matter of factly.
“Ok would you like to come through?”
David led her out the back of the shop and to the end of the store where there was a golf simulator set up.
“So what aspect of the game would you like to cover today?” he asked
“Well I have always thought that club selection is very important” Sarah said unzipping his shorts
“Very important” he agreed
“And the grip is all-important” she added taking hold of his cock and tugging on it
“I have to complement you on the stroke play” he said and indulged in some stroke play of his own and finally did her on all fours.
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