PRIZES
I was playing in a charity golf tournament that I played in each year. My wife was a volunteer. She helped with arrangements and this year would be the observer on the 16
th
hole. It was a par three and she and another woman were to watch and confirm if anyone made a hole-in-one. A hole-in-one would win a car.
My team had started on the fourth hole, so it would be a couple of hours until we got to sixteen. I hadn't given my wife another thought until we had finished the ninth hole and we stopped at the clubhouse to use the restroom.
Several guys were talking about the 16
th
hole. "Wait until you see the prizes there." One of them said.
I had no idea what was going on, but again focused on the game. We were doing pretty well.
It took a while, but we got to 16 an hour later, where there was a back-up, with a group waiting on the tee for the group ahead to clear. I was looking at the scorecard, when one of my teammates said "Look at that".
I looked and was astounded by what I saw. My wife and the other girl were walking up to the golf carts, topless, and the players in the carts were feeling up their tits. I didn't know what to say. The group ahead of us went and played the hole, then went over, talked for a few minutes and the same thing happened. My wife and the other girl pulled their shirts over their heads, baring their tits and going over to the players to let them get a feel. My wife has a nice set of tits and I'm sure the guys getting feels were really enjoying themselves.
My group each took our shots and drove up to the green in our golf carts. The other girl (not my wife) came out and said, "There are special prizes on this hole, with a fifty or one-hundred-dollar donation."
One member of our group asked what the prizes were. My wife walked out to join us. She hadn't seen me until now and blushed with embarrassment as the other girl said, "For fifty dollars each, we'll both show our tits. For one-hundred dollars, you can touch them and for fifty dollars more you can get your picture taken with us."
My teammates looked at me, wondering what they should do. But one of them said, I've got a hundred-fifty dollars and gave it to my wife. Another guy gave the same to the other woman.
I watched with a growing hard-on as my wife pulled her shirt over her head. She has wonderful tits, and the nipples were hard as they could be. The two women came over to the carts, the other girl started with our cart while my wife did the other cart. The guys felt-up my wife and she posed by each of them, posing for a picture with her tits out. The guys in turn, fondled her tits and one licked her nipples. Then my wife came to our cart and did the same thing with us. I was embarrassed to see my teammates taking photos of my half-nude wife, with her tits rubbing against them. But I had a hard-on. I got a few photos myself. My playing partner stood next to my topless wife. She was wearing a pair of shorts and a smile, that's all.
We finished the hole and I hung back and asked my wife what in the hell were they doing? She explained. The second group of golfers came through and were talking and lightly flirting with them, asking what other prizes did they have other than the car. One of the golfers said "Show us your tits." The girls refused but then one of the golfers said, "How much could we give to the tournament to see your tits?" The other woman said "fifty dollars" without consulting my wife. The golfer quickly walked over with fifty dollars and handed it to my wife. The ladies looked at each other. They both pulled their shirts over their heads and removed their bras, showing the four players their tits.
My wife was conflicted. On the one hand, they had raised money for charity, but she was bothered about showing her breasts in public.
She went on to explain that when the next group was near the green, asked what the deal was and paid another fifty dollars. They told the group that it would be fifty dollars each. One of the golfers asked "How much to get to touch them?" My wife said one hundred dollars. And on it went. Each golfer paid the one hundred dollars, even a group with a couple of women. It evolved into cell-phone photos with the girls standing topless, next to the golfers for another fifty dollars. A few dozen golfers got photos standing between two half-naked women. There were group photos and other variations.
My fellow players were delighted to have seen my wife's very nice tits and to have photos of her standing next to them. I'd never see or hear the end of this. It would certainly change her reputation, but so what. It was for charity and the thought of my wife's tits being photographed was oddly arousing.
