BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. The alarm clock goes off. It's 7:00, time to get up and start my day. During my normal work week I'm up well before 7:00 to go to the gym before work. Gotta try to shed some of those extra pounds. But it's the weekend, so I guess this counts as "sleeping in". Can't destroy my sleep pattern too much.
I look at my phone for awhile, swipe away some notifications, scroll social media...then it comes. The call from my boss at my part time job.
"Hey Kyle, I need you to come in at 10:00 this morning. Brad called off."
Normally on Sundays I start at 1:00 pm. Gives me time to relax, enjoy the sunrise and sip my coffee. Guess not today.
"Alright I'll be in at 10:00."
I get up to do the morning routine, grab a granola bar and coffee to go, and head out to the car for the hour drive.
It's not how I wanted to start my morning, but it's still a bright sunny Sunday morning in Carlsville, OH. Dew on the grass, air is that cool, crisp, and perfect summer morning air. The kind of morning where you drive with the windows down and the music loud.
The country roads disappear under the tires as I'm driving into work. I work at a local public golf course called Timber Ridge Golf Club. At 34 years old, it's not glamorous work cleaning golf carts. But the extra money helps pay the bills and I get to golf for free, so it makes it worth it.
As I pull into the drive, I notice that there are way more cars in the parking lot than normal. I think, "Great, there must be an outing or something" and end up mumbling some mild curses at Brad as I clock in and head up to the club house.
As I walk in I see Joe the GM, Chris the clubhouse attendant, and Sharon the staff lead for food/beverage. We shoot the shit for a few minutes. Joe tells me there's an 80 player outing going on now, and that there won't be much work for probably an hour or so when players start coming back in. We're all hanging out, talking about the US Open that's on the TV.
That's when she walks in. I had secretly hoped Bethany would be running the beverage cart today. She is normally at our sister course Coyote Valley, but comes to Timber Ridge sometimes for events. I've had a secret crush on her since I first met her 6 months ago, but could never do anything about it as we are both in committed relationships.
"Hey guys! What are you all talkin' about?" she said with her amazingly positive and upbeat personality.
"Just the golf tournament. Trying to guess who is going to win this one!" I said, taking the lead for the group.
"Oh neat. I could use some help restocking the cart, could someone give me a hand?"
"Yeah, I can. I don't have much going on for the next hour anyway."
As we walked back towards the walk-in cooler, I couldn't help but stare at her ass. Bethany is in her late 20s, with long brown hair, 5'3 and probably 140 lbs or so. When we get to the cooler, she turns around.
"So what's new with you Kyle? Haven't seen you in awhile!"
"Not much new with me. And yeah, it feels like it's been forever! You're mostly over at Coyote Valley right?"
"Yeah, Sharon has me over there a lot. I like the people here more, but the money is better there. I can always ask for more shifts over here though."
Wait, was that something or am I overthinking?
"Yeah I like it here too. Is the money really that different between the two?"
"Yeah, sort of. It's almost like a good day here is a bad day there."
Damn. There's not much chance she stays at this course if the money isn't worth it.
"Yeah that makes sense."
We keep loading the cart in mostly silence, save for some small work talk about what goes where. Then she thanks me for helping and drives back out onto the course.
By now, the first group of players has finished and I finally have some work to do. The next 3 hours or so are non-stop work. Luckily they got another person to help me, so it's manageable. Finally the last cart from the outing is done around 3:30. There are still a few regular players out on the course, but Joe tells me I can leave early since there isn't much left to do.
I always keep my clubs in the trunk, so I decide to just grab them and head out to play. I'm not expected home until 8:00 anyway, so I've got some free time to myself.
I play okay, but get stuck behind a really slow group on 9. I know there's a shortcut to get to the 10th hole, so I do that to keep moving. As I come around the corner of those woods, there she is again! We almost ran into each other.
"Oh geeze! You scared me. I wasn't expecting anyone to be back here at all."
I smile and laugh a bit, "Yeah I wasn't expecting you here either! Are you all done for the day?"
After gaining back her composure, "Yeah I think so. No one that's left out here is buying anything! It was kinda a shit day too."
"Really? I'm surprised. You'd think with all the dads out today that a little hottie cart girl would do well." It just came out without thinking, I guess I'm shooting my shot now.
She smiles and laughs, "I'm definitely not that hot, but thanks."
Then she pauses for a second.. "You know, I caught you staring back at the clubhouse."
I'm immediately embarrassed. Not for staring, cause who wouldn't, but for getting caught.
"I'm sorry..I didn't mean...."
She cuts me off, "Oh stop it. It's not the first time I've seen you looking at me. Honestly, I kinda like it. My boyfriend doesn't look at me like that anymore."
"Oh? Trouble in paradise?"
"Something like that..." she said as she looked down at the ground.
"You know, you deserve to be looked at, told how attractive you are. I've thought that since the day I met you." It just comes out. So naturally, so smoothly, because it's what I've thought for months but never had the courage to say until now.
"Oh really? Because I've felt the same way, but have always been too nervous to say anything."
"Yes really! If you think we can get some time, I'd like to take you out to dinner." There it is. The moment of truth. We're both still seeing people, but what we both feel is just too strong.
"Yes! I'm technically off at 6:00. I'm pretty tired too, if you want to help me unload the cart, I'll pay. What's your unloading helper fee?"
I pause for a second, "No fee. I'll just help you. If you're off at 6:00 meet at the diner at 6:30? My treat, obviously."
"Sounds good! Let's get going, Sharon is probably wondering where I am by now."
We both pull back up to the clubhouse and unload. I say goodbye and give her a little smile.
"Shit" I think, "I don't have anywhere to clean up." I decide to speed to the closest gym in my membership and shower there.
It's finally 6:30, I'm in the parking lot of our local diner. Looking around, I don't see her car yet.
6:45, still nothing. Now I'm getting nervous. Was she gonna show up? Or did she just say yes to get me to go away?
6:50 finally I see her SUV pull in the parking lot. She parks next to me and gets out.
"Sorry, got hung up closing out the software."
We walk in and ask for the booth in the corner. Food and drinks get ordered, and we get to chatting.
"So, what made you finally ask me out?" she asks.
"Honestly, at first it just slipped out. Then I figured why not now, so I asked."
She smiles, reaches across the table, and touches my arm. It sends electricity straight through my whole body. A touch I've wanted for a long time.
"You know, I almost asked you a few months ago, but Sharon never scheduled me back at Timber Ridge, so I never got the chance."
I look across the table, she looks like she's being honest. Could she really want what I've been wanting too?
"Really? Well, I'm glad our paths crossed again."
"Me too."
There's a long pause of awkward silence, neither of us knowing what to say next.
Luckily the waitress brings our appetizer out and we start eating.
"We don't really know much about each other.. so, I'll start. Are you from Carlsville, or did you move here?" she asks.
"I actually grew up outside of New York, just over the border in Connecticut. My parents moved here when I was younger and I got dragged out here with them. How about you?"
"Sorta yes, sorta no" she says, "I actually live a town over and just make the drive here when I work."
Our food arrives, we eat, and the check arrives. I pay and tip well. While on our way out to the cars, she says "I feel like we didn't actually talk much since the food came so quick. Can we sit in your car for a bit?"
"Yeah absolutely." I unlock the car, open her door for her, and get in the driver seat. As soon as I sit down and turn towards her, she leans in and plants the first kiss. Not a light peck, but a long passionate one. It caught me off guard but after a second I get into it.
She reaches over and starts caressing my leg, going under my shorts as she does. My hand slides up under her shirt, slowly and gently moving against her skin.
We both stop for a moment and look into each other's eyes. No words are needed, we both want this as bad as the other. I've never started a car and peeled out of a parking lot faster in my life.
I'm driving down the road to a spot I know, a park that no one hardly ever goes to. She lifts my center console (thankfully I have an older car with a bench seat!), unzips my shorts, and takes out my already painfully hard cock.
"Mmmm, you're bigger than I thought you'd be." Now, I'm not a show stopper by any stretch, maybe 6.5 inches if I'm lucky. But that was the last thing on my mind as she leaned over and took my full length in her mouth.
As she's working her way up and down, I struggle to keep the car straight. It's easily the best and hottest head I've ever gotten. After almost wrecking twice, we finally get to the park and I shut off the car.
I barely shut the car off, when she takes off her seat belt and straddles my lap, facing me. We start making out again, my hands on the small of her back as she's grinding against me. I pull back and lift her shirt off, revealing her perky C cup breasts, still hidden behind her black lace bra.
As my hands fumble with the clip in the back, I'm kissing and sucking down her neck. Finally the clasp comes undone. I immediately start moving my way down her chest towards her nipples, taking my time, teasing her as I go.
I slowly tease around her nipples, always just barely avoiding them. When I finally take one in my mouth she gasps.
At one point while she's grinding on top of me, her ass bumps the horn.
We both startle and quickly look around to see if anyone was nearby. Luckily no one was, and we both start laughing.
"Maybe we should move to the back seat?" I suggest as she opens the door.
Still laughing and giggling we get in the back seat where I take her pants off, revealing her neatly trimmed mound, already glistening with wetness. She lays back in the seat as I move my way between her thighs, slowly moving towards my goal.
As I get there, fingers in her folds, tongue hovering over her clit, I stop. She whimpers, pressing her hips towards my mouth, almost begging for my touch.
"No, not yet" I say, in the most seductive voice I can, "You need to tell me what you want."
In between her quick, short breaths she manages to say, "You, Kyle. I want you to lick my pussy."
Before she even finishes her sentence, I slide my finger inside her and lightly flick her clit with my tongue.
"Oh my GOD" she moans, grabbing the back of my head, pulling me in harder. I didn't need any more instructions. My fingers moving in and out, mouth and tongue all over her clit.
Her body starts to shake, her hands pulling me in so tight that I can't breathe.
"Oh my God Kyle, I'm gonna cuuuummmmm!" she screams as I feel her squeeze my fingers. But I don't stop toying with her clit, even as her whole body trembles.
"Kyle STOP, enough. I just want you to fuck me!"
I take off my shorts and toss them somewhere up front. Lining up my throbbing member with her womanhood I keep teasing her, slipping the head up and down from her tight hole up to her clit.
After probably 15 seconds of this she looks me in the eyes, fiery passion in hers, "Kyle. Inside me, NOW."
With that, I slowly sink into her. Inch by inch, until the whole length is in and her eyes roll back in her head.
"Oh YES." she says in a broken gasp, "I've needed this!"
"Bethany you're so tight!" I moan as I'm slowly thrusting in and out of her. With her feet touching the roof of the car, I watch her boobs bounce with every thrust.
I reach down to rub and play with her nipples, which really gets her going.
"Oh my God you're gonna make me cum again! Keep going, just like that."
I can feel her orgasm building. Right as she's about to get there, I pinch both nipples hard between my fingers.
"YEEEEESSSSSSS. YOU'RE GONNA MAKE ME SQUIRT!" she screams, as I feel her clamp down on me and squirt all over my back seat.
I lean down to kiss her passionately, she stops me and says, "Sit back, I want to ride you until you cum inside me."
The look in my eyes as we switched positions must've given me away. "Don't worry, I can't get pregnant. I'm on the pill."
I feel a wave of relief, I'm not ready to be a dad. Though breeding this goddess of a woman definitely has a good sound to it.
I sit back in the seat, she straddles me and sinks all the way down until she can grind her clit against my skin. I sit back and watch as her tits bounce while she rides me.
"Ohhhh Kyle I'm gonna cum again!" she says as I feel my own release building.
"Me too Bethany. Cum on my cock baby!" I say as I again pinch her nipples.
"I'm ready for it Kyle! Cum in me! Oooohhh I'm cumming!" she screams.
"I'm gonna cum Bethany!" I groan as I shoot my load deep in her ready, needy pussy.
She presses all my length deep inside her as we both cum at the same time, my orgasm sending her over the edge too.
We sit there, both of us trying to catch our breath sweat dripping off our faces. She finally looks up and kisses me deeply, "That was amazing!"
"Yes it was! Better than I could have imagined." I respond as I kiss her again.
I feel myself slowly slipping out of her as I get soft, disappointed that it's over but already looking forward to hopefully the next time.
With a little *pop* sound, I'm completely out of her. I can feel my cum dripping slowly from her freshly creampied pussy.
She looks at me in the eyes and reaches between her legs. When she brings her hand back up, her fingers are covered in our cum. Slowly, her fingers go up to her mouth and sucks them clean.
"I didn't realize you could get any sexier" I say after she swallows our cum.
I kiss her hard again, when I come up for air I look at the clock. "Ah shit, we really need to get going. Can't be raising any suspicions."
"Oh crap! Yeah I agree. We gotta go get my car from the diner."
During the drive back to the diner, my head is spinning. This goddess of a woman is leaking my cum into her panties, as she gets ready to go home to her boyfriend. My cock is completely covered in her scent, I need to make up an excuse to go straight to the shower when I get home.
We're pulling back into the diner now, I park next to her SUV.
"I think I'm going to ask Sharon to schedule me at Timber Ridge more often. Though hopefully next time we don't need your back seat" she looks at me, gives me a quick kiss. "We should do this again."
"The Mrs. is out of town on a trip next weekend. You can come to my place if you're free." I grab her things from the back seat floor and hand them to her.
"It's a plan! Maybe we can sneak one in before then too." She winks at me, gets in her car, and drives away.
I sit there a minute, allowing myself to think about everything that just happened. I put the car in gear and pull out of the parking lot.
Gotta start thinking of that shower excuse...