I enjoy miniature golf. I play it all the time. There's a course down the street from me that I've been playing at least once a week for the past five years. I know the guy that owns the course and it's really a great place to play. Of course, I do have another motive for playing that particular course. The owner's daughter is blazing. I've watched her grow up from a cute, athletic high school girl to a toned, buxom college playmate. Her name is Crystal and she runs the course for her dad during the summer when he takes vacations and whenever she's home from school. After playing there for so long, I've gotten to know her a little bit and we are very friendly. Of course, I lust after her in my fantasies, but I doubt she feels the same way about a 35 year-old divorced guy who's only in average shape. I mean, she likes me as a friend, but I think I'd be kidding myself if I thought she pictured me in the depths of the night when the heat between her legs was the strongest.
Regardless of how she felt or didn't feel towards me, I loved to look at her whenever I played. She was 5'6", with long dirty blonde hair. She is and always was a soccer player, which gave her great definition to her legs and ass. She was an early bloomer and her chest filled out into a nice C-cup, probably 36C. She definitely got her tits from her mother who was nothing less than a MILF herself, with a chest that no man could resist staring at. Over the years I had managed to get a few pictures of her through friendly gatherings and on real good nights I would spread them on by bed and stroke while looking at the sweet flesh that I would never taste.
Crystal was working the course one Saturday afternoon when a light rain came in. I had just pulled into the parking lot and was pissed because I figured they'd be closing up. But when she saw me, she told me to come on over. Since I was a preferred customer and a friend, she said she'd let me play a round in the drizzle. I thanked her and walked to the course. On the first hole, I was thinking less about my putting game and more about the tank-top she wore that accentuated the tops of her tanned tits, pushing them together and creating cleavage one thought models were only capable of. Her tight shorts that hugged her hips and ass nearly made my cock as stiff as the putter. I tried to keep her out of my head as I played and was doing a decent job of it until I came to the 10th hole, which starts off in back of the little building they use for a clubhouse. There's a small window there and I took a peek in, hoping I could see her bending over for something. I usually gave a smile and a wave when I pulled around to the 10th hole, so if she saw me looking in the window, it wouldn't be unusual. I was shocked as to what I saw when I looked in this time.
Although I couldn't see her whole body, I saw enough to send me into a fantasyland. She was positioned behind a divider, sitting at the desk and computer that I knew was there. From when I stood all I could see was from her waist down, which was enough for me. Her shorts were around her ankles and her baby-blue panties were pulled to the side revealing a pussy that was covered in dark, wispy hair. She had one hand down there, running through her hair and lips, rubbing her clit. She was masturbating. She was masturbating while she knew I was on the course and could return at any time. My cock was immediately hard at seeing the pussy that I had so long imagined in my dreams.
Not that it looked like what I had imagined. It was much more hairy than I had pictured. I always figured college girls kept their lips, or the whole thing, shaved, leaving no more than a triangle or strip of hair above. Her hair was neatly trimmed, but ran from a triangle patch above down over her pussy lips, all the way to her asshole, which I couldn't see but dearly wanted to look at- not to mention smell and taste.
I watched as she continued to work her pussy. I tried to move my angle of viewing a bit and I brought into view more of her body and a bit of the computer screen. If I moved any more, she would surely see me, so I stopped and took what I could get.
On the screen I could tell she was cycling through pictures of women, women with men, women with women and men with men. She was covering everything in her little personal time. I wanted to watch more, but knew I needed to finish up the round rather quickly or she might figure something was wrong. So I tore myself away and finished up, thinking about whatever I could so that my hard-on would go down by the time I got back to the clubhouse.
I managed to knock my cock down to about half-staff before returning to the clubhouse. As I got up to the window I saw her come from the back. She was licking her fingers as if she had just eaten something, but I knew that she was tasting her juices. It almost got me hot and bothered, but I held my composure.
"Didn't mind playing in the rain?" she asked with a smile.
"Nope, had a great time out there." I smiled back out there. I don't think she knew that I saw her; at least her body language didn't seem to say so.
"Gonna be back tomorrow?"
"If it's good I will."
"Great, see you then."
With both smiled and I got to my car and drove home. I couldn't get out of my clothes fast enough when I did and within five minutes of arriving at home, I blew a load. All my dreams that night centered on the dark haired pussy that was secretly shown to me that day and I wondered if I would get the chance to see it again. I also wondered why she had done it. Did she enjoy the thrill of possibly getting caught? Did she actually have something for me and want to get caught by me? I was intrigued and excited.
I went back to the course a week later. This time it was late at night on a very hot and humid day. I usually went right before closing because she would let me play a round after everyone left. I hoped that tonight she would do a repeat performance of the other day. This night she was wearing a blue bikini top, that hugged her breasts wonderfully. Her nipples were hard and showed under the fabric and I had to do my best not to stare, although I was sure she was used to staring. She had the same cut-off shorts as the other day, making another hot outfit. She sure knew how to accentuate her body with clothing.
I played the front nine with great speed this night and came up to the 10th hole with high expectations. I crept up to the window and peered inside. She was there, in the same position, except tonight's underwear was pink. She definitely must get hot knowing I was out there when she was fingering herself. This time, I took a little more liberties in my view angle and got into a position where I could see her chest. If she had just moved up a couple of inches she would see me in the window watching. Tonight added an extra bonus as when I got to her chest, I saw that one tit was pulled out of the bikini top. Her tan lines were crisp and clean and the white flesh surrounded a small red nipple. It peered at me and begged me to come suck it. She had a picture of two girls and two guys on the screen all engaged in a group oral activity. One hand furiously worked her pussy and the other her breast. Wanting to sort of catch her in the act, I quickly marked down a few scores on the rest of the card, ran over to the 18th hole and finished up. I walked up to the counter and rung the bell.
"Just a minute," a breathless voice came from the backroom. "Trying to fix something."
After a moments wait, she came around the corner. By her look it was definitely obvious that she had been doing something more than fixing something, but I didn't let on. Her hair was a bit out of place and there was shine to her upper forehead where the sweat broke out during her masturbating session. The fabric of the bikini covering the tit that was exposed was all out of place and slightly folded, showing how she shoved her tit back in it very quickly. Her pants were up, but she had overlooked the fact that they weren't zipped. The bright pink fabric glared at me from between her legs.
"Good round," she asked, trying to subtly catch her breath."
"Yup," I smiled and I decided to give her a little hint. "Um, not that I was looking, but your pants seemed to be unzipped."
