David Byers was a
thrice married and thrice divorced retired gentleman of leisure, 55 years of
age and everything still in full working order, and he divided his time equally
between the Lily
Green Hollows Golf Club and the
Sharpington Head Yacht Club.
Whichever venue it was
he could normally be found in the bar or the restaurant and he was seldom
alone.
Maureen Godfrey was in
her late 30s and was a hardworking waitress at the Golf Club and was well aware
of David abilities as she had been on the receiving end of them on more than
one occasion.
“Good afternoon
ladies” she said addressing the two 50 somethings, Helen Calkin and Katrina
Laslett, sitting either side of him.
“And gentleman” she
added in a tone that made it perfectly clear that she didn’t thing he was.
“It’s nice to see you
keeping such respectable company for a change” then to the ladies again she
added
“I hope he’s not
leading you astray, he has such a lot of bad habits”
Helen blushed and
Katrina gave him a knowing smile.
Maureen then gave him
a look that said just stick with the old birds and behave yourself until I get
off duty.
What she didn’t know
of course was just how badly the two respectable old birds could behave given
very little encouragement.
Katrina was at that
very moment playing with his cock underneath the table and Helen was fidgeting
uncomfortably in her seat due to wet underwear rendered so as a result of David
shagging her in the woods beside the 15th fairway.
So after a very nice
lunch in very pleasant company, and having received head from Katrina in the
front seat of her BMW he was feeling a little jaded so he decided to head for
home to Highfinch and a long afternoon nap to recharge the batteries before he
had to entertain the lovely Maureen for the evening.
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