Authors note: This is another entry in the Volunteering/Smitty's universe. I have developed some distinctly different universes in my writing. This one, (volunteering), the Book Club universe, the Home Repair/Contractor universe and just general stories. Any semblence to any person real or fictional is purely a coincidence and all of these stories are just things that come from my mind. Some are hot wife type, some have cuckolding, some are interracial. If those type of stories don't appeal to you, then move on. If they do, then read and enjoy. All characters in all of my stories are over 18.
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It was a typical Monday morning and I was sitting at work when I got a text from my wife asking if we were going to our hunting camp this weekend?
"Sure. I'm always up for that, especially seeing as it is getting closer to hunting season," I replied.
"Great. I'll see if Jeff and Amy are interested. That way when you go out in the woods, I'll have someone to talk to."
We are in our early fifties and have started to become adventurous with our sex life. We married early and never really had a chance to play around, if you will. Our kids are grown and on their own, so we figured now was a good time for us to explore. We only had one rule. We have to tell the other partner about any exploits that we have. That always seems to cause us to have even better sex than we usually do.
My wife, Julie, is about five feet six and about 145 pounds with very long toned legs, a great ass, wonderful c cups tits and a beautiful face. She likes to lay out and stay tan. She has always had a great body, and even though she is in her early fifties, she looks much younger. Our friend Amy is very similar and still in great shape as well.
She texted me back later and said, "Amy is volunteering at a fundraiser golf outing on Friday at Essexville Country Club so they can't come."
"You do know that that is on the way to camp, right? We can very easily go that way. Why don't you join her and I can pick Jeff up on the way out of town and then we can pick you two up on the way. It's only about thirty minutes longer if we take that way to camp."
"Really? I never thought of that," she responded. "That's a great idea."
"That's why I make the big bucks, honey," I chided.
"I'll see if that will work for them."
When I got home my wife informed me that that would work out fine. She and Amy would ride to the golf course with Alison, another friend of ours who was in charge of the volunteers. Jeff and I could pick them up on the way by after work. They had to be there early as registration started at eight am and they had to get everything set up. She said she would be up and gone before I even woke up.
"We'll bring our clubs with us and maybe we can sneak in nine holes before you guys get there. We'll have all our stuff packed for you so you can just load it up and go."
Both Julie and Amy are pretty good golfers so the fact they wanted to sneak in nine holes didn't surprise me.
Friday morning came and Julie was gone before I got up. She left a note that said, "See you at the club!"
As the day progressed, I got texts from her saying that she and Amy were having a real good time and they couldn't wait to see our faces when we picked them up. I tried getting her to elaborate on that all day but she can be pretty sneaky when she wants to be. All she would say is that they ended up being on a team and were doing very well and were enjoying the camaraderie. Pete, Mitch, Brian and Stan were very good golfers and very helpful too, giving them pointers and stuff.
The fact that they were on a team with four guys kind of got my curiosity piqued. I kept asking and she wouldn't tell me anything more than they were having a great time and were learning lots about golf.
I picked Jeff up and we headed toward Essexville to pick up the women. It was getting close to dinner time so I was sure that they would be done with the fundraiser by now and we wouldn't have to wait for them.
As we pulled in to the club, Jeff texted Amy and said we were coming up the drive and asked where we should pick them up.
"Park in the lot right in front of the clubhouse, we'll be out shortly. We won our teams category and are just finishing up celebrating."
I backed in to a spot so we could face the door of the clubhouse so we could see them as soon as they came out. We didn't want to make them wait or have to look for us.
As they came out of the clubhouse Jeff and I were surprised with how they looked. They were both wearing very short skirts and low cut tight white tank tops. Not your typical golf attire by any stretch of the means. Certainly not what I would have expected them to be wearing had they planned on golfing.
As soon as they saw us, they pointed to their clubs, which were leaning against the the clubhouse. The Essexville clubhouse is very nice with seating up on the second floor with literally the whole wall a window overlooking the parking lot and the course.
"There's our clubs boys. Why don't you put them in the truck and let's get going," giggled Amy.
As we walked past them, we could tell that they had a little buzz going and pretty much ignored us. As we got nearer the clubs and the clubhouse, we noticed that every table was filled with guys and they were all watching our wives walk towards my truck. We noticed that their skirts were really short and I thought that if they bent over you would get a nice shot of their asses. Although these type of golf shorts normally have a spandex type undergarment so I wasn't that worried.
As they were nearing the truck, Julie dropped her cell phone and without even thinking bent over to pick it up. Yep, my suspicions were confirmed, I got a great shot of her ass as she just bent at the waist and kept her legs straight. She was wearing just a thong and not a spandex undergarment so her ass was completely exposed.
"Smooth move Jules. You just flashed everyone in the clubhouse a clear shot of your ass."
"Wasn't the first time today," she responded coyly, "might not even be the last."
Amy then spun around and stood next to her and said, "I can't let you do it alone." She then did the same thing and bent over giving everyone in the clubhouse a nice shot of her ass as well.
"What do you mean it wasn't the first time? Now I'm curious."
"Let's get going. We'll tell you in the truck. We have plenty of time before we get to camp and maybe we can stop at Smitty's for a nightcap."
"We haven't eaten dinner yet. Can we stop at a drive through so Jeff and I can eat on the way? I have a sneaky suspicion that there's a story here that's going to be pretty hot," I said.
Julie started, "So, Alison told us how to dress as we would be driving the beer cart. She said that 1/2 the proceeds would go to the fundraiser and she knows that we can be pretty persuasive when we flirt. She also informed us that there wouldn't be many female golfers, so we should be able to raise a lot of money."
"However, when we got here. She was informed we could not drive the beer cart due to liability reasons," added Amy.
"Just then, a group of four were registering, however they said that two of their teammates got called in to work and they only had four. The rules were very clear that if you wanted to try for some of the prizes you had to have six players and you had to use a tee shot from every player at least once," continued Julie.
"We approached them and said we could step in and play if they wanted. They were all younger than us, probably in their mid thirties, so they were probably going to be pretty good. We told them that we wouldn't hurt their team as we were pretty decent golfers. And besides, that way you can try for the co-ed title," said Amy.
"They agreed as the two spots were already paid for and that it sounded like fun. They all worked for Pinnacle Investments, over in Johnston, and played in several golf outings and scrambles this summer."
"We went and got our clubs and they put them on the cart for us and headed out to the hole we were to start on. The cart path was a little above the tee box and there was us and another group that would be playing behind us waiting to go. They were a group of another six guys and they were standing at the back of the tee box warming up. We were still wearing our pullovers as it was still early in the morning," said Amy.
"It was time to start and the guys said we could hit first. Amy walked to the ladies tees, bent over showing her lovely ass as she teed up her ball, and hit a beauty right down the middle."
"I went up and made like I forgot a tee so I had to go back to the cart to get one. Seeing as the cart was a little elevated and the tees were on the drivers side, I just leaned in and across to grab a tee from the steering wheel making sure to give them a nice long look at my ass too. I went down and teed one up and hit one right next to Amy," said Julie.
"When we got back to our cart, I told Julie that we should have some fun today flirting and flashing these guys," commented Amy. "By the way, all four of our group and the other six were staring at you when you did your little trick with getting the tee."
"I told you, Jeff. This is going to be a long ride if they keep going like this," I said.
Julie continued, "Once we got off the tee box it was just us and our four team members. Pete, Mitch, Brian and Stan. They were really nice and could they hit the ball far."
"We got to the first green and were putting for a birdie. Us two girls putted first to show them the line, but we didn't make either one. Pete putted next, it was about a 12 footer and he drained it. We all celebrated and Stan gave him a congratulatory smack on his ass, you know, like a coach would do with a player for encouragement," said Amy.
"We teed up our balls on the next tee box the same way, making sure to bend over and give them nice shots of our asses," said Julie.
They complimented us on our shots and said, "You definitely are not hurting our team. And the scenery is way better than if they other two guys hadn't got called in today."
"On the second hole, as I was getting ready to putt, Stan came over and asked if he could give me some pointers to help me putt better. He noticed a few things on the first hole that I could do better", said Julie.
