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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