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 Sarah headed in the
opposite direction while the other three walked their trolleys across the 18th
fairway.
Katie and Dave were next door neighbours but Willi lived 5 houses along from Katie’s, so she said
goodbye to the others and walked home to get showered before Marta arrived.
Marta Gouveia was a
rather plain looking Portuguese girl and was almost 30 years younger than Willi
but they got on like a house on fire and had done from the first moment they
met.
She had had a hard
life and had known real poverty and hardship and had been raised by two cruel
and abusive parents.
But through hard work,
determination and a helping hand from people like Willi she had survived, and
was a kind and loving soul.
The reason she wasn’t
getting to Willi’s until late afternoon was because the second of her three
part time jobs didn’t finish until three.
Wilhelmina put her
clubs away in the garage and went straight upstairs and turned the shower on,
then she undressed and briefly admired her slim figure in the mirror.
“Not bad for an old
bird” she said and smiled at her reflection before getting in the shower
Marta let herself in
with the spare key hidden in the planter and called out
“Willi!”
When she got no answer
on the ground floor she made her way up the stairs and when she reached the
landing she smiled because she knew where she was.
Willi was just washing
the shampoo from her hair when the cubicle door opened and Marta was standing
beside it naked.
Willi’s eyes greedily
consumed every inch of her lovely young body with magnificent firm breasts and
her glorious hairy minge.
“Can I join you?”
Marta asked already knowing the answer
“I thought you’d never
ask” Willi replied and as they eagerly washed each other Marta said
“This isn’t going to
get the attic tidy”
“Oh well never mind”
she replied “We can do it tomorrow”
“I bet we don’t” said
Marta as she sucked Willi’s nipple
“We definitely will”
she said authoritatively
“You said that
yesterday” Marta reminded her and kissed her mouth.
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