I first saw Samantha as she moved through the restaurant handling table after table with effortless grace. Her blond hair cascaded off her shoulders as she glided through the room. She had a beautiful face that held me entranced. Her dark eyebrows contrasted against the light color of her hair which gave her an intense look as she managed her tables.
Two weeks later she waited on my table. I was able to see her up close and I was even more smitten by her visage. Her looks complemented her body. She had 34B tits that stood high and proud on her chest and a tight little ass that was gently caressed by the jeans she wore. Over several months she waited on me several times. We got to know each other on a first name basis and she often greeted me with a tight visceral hug. During one conversation, I found out that she loves to play golf. I asked her if she would like to play the following Monday and she agreed.
I picked Samantha up at her house. She enveloped me with her arms after she answered the door. She wore a kelly green top that hugged her body and a white skirt that ended four or five inches above her knee. She stepped back from me, spun around and asked, "How do you like my outfit?"
"You look outstanding!! I can't wait to see the faces of anyone we meet at the course."
"I picked it out just for you!"
"Well, you read me like an open book. Man, You look great."
"Thanks. Let's go"
We got to the course and I paid for our round. We walked to the cart barn to get a cart and the fella there just stared. "Watch this." she said.
She proceeded to go around to the back of the cart to get tees and balls. She bent over from the waist and her skirt raised just enough to show the cheeks of her ass and the light blue thong she was wearing. Even I was hypnotized. I looked at the guy in the cart barn and he gave me a thumbs up.
We got in the cart and drove to the first tee. On our way there, Sam put her arm through mine and said, "I love giving guys like that a show. Now they have a story to tell the others."
"Well, I gotta tell ya'. I enjoyed the show also."
"Yea but you're going to get to see the whole act. Just you wait.." She giggled at my reaction and sat a little closer to me.
She teased me the entire round. She'd ask me if I wanted her to hold my putter. She'd walk in my line of sight and flip up her skirt as I prepared my shot. She'd laugh and giggle as I hit the ball wide of my mark. She would hold her follow through longer than usual so she could show off her tits. After five holes, I didn't care what my score was. I wanted her to tease me all day long. At one point she leaned back against me and ground her ass into my crotch to gauge how effective her teasing was. I pushed my growing hard on back into her so that she didn't misunderstand its effect.
After nine holes, we made the turn. I got beer and sandwiches while she went to the restroom. When she came out, there was a handful of employees circling the tenth tee. The message of her antics at the cart barn had found its way around the "water cooler". They were not disappointed. Sam came out of the clubhouse stretching her arms over her head. I noticed right away that the bra she had worn for the front nine was missing. Her nipples had reacted to the air conditioning inside and poked conspicuously against the thin fabric of her top. I smiled as she approached me and she asked, "Too much?"
I laughed and said, "Not for me!!"
We hit our tee shots and drove off leaving the guys at the tee stunned. As we drove down the cart path, Samantha slid her hand into my crotch and gave my hardening dick a squeeze. We came up to her ball sitting in the fairway and she said, "My bra is not the only thing missing." At that point, she flipped up the front of her skirt and flashed me her shaved pussy.
