Once more she bent down to retrieve the satchel she had dropped when he smacked her. "What's in that thing you keep dropping?" asked Bill. "You know that a girl needs her lipstick! I'm afraid this skirt didn't come with pockets!" she said in a bright voice, stretching the skirt out playfully for him to see (and confirming to everyone that she didn't wear any panties!)."He smacked his forehead with his palm. "I'm sorry I asked. We're not used to playing with girls! Richards! As long as you're carrying clubs, stick this in a pocket for Jenny! He grabbed the bag from her hand, tossing it back to Jack, who reluctantly shoved it in a back pocket.
Dr. Stevens placed a hand on Jacks shoulder, when attention had returned to Jenny. In a quiet voice, he asked, "I take it you don't want the fact she's your wife published!" Looking down, Jack answered, "God no! I'd be a laughing stock! Can you imagine what the rest of the members would think of me, if they knew we were married? I can't figure out why she's putting me through this though!" Dr. Stevens shook his head in agreement. "I can't imagine either, but it could be a real long day for you" he said with a smile, returning his gaze to Jenny.
Jack and Dr. Stevens hit their approach shots, neither matching Bills effort. Rich was the last to play, having hit an enormous drive as usual. With a deft hand, he hit a full wedge twenty feet beyond the pin, spinning it back to settle half way in-between Bills ball and the pin. The rest of the members back on the tee let out a cheer, as they had been following the action from the bleachers. Even Jenny could see that it was a wonderful effort, and pranced up in front of Rich. She stuck her ass out towards him playfully, bending forward to put her hands on her knees. Rich was no fool! Not hesitating a second, he gave her a quick underhand swat, eliciting a small squeal of delight from Jenny. Jack frowned as Rich let his hand linger briefly, brushing against her privates. Jenny certainly didn't help matters either, as she wiggled her butt back against his hand!
Jack strode forward briskly, fuming at his plight. He set down his bag, selected his putter, and joined the rest of the group on the green. Marking his ball just inside the back fringe, he started surveying the green. Bill and Rich were comparing shots as they marked their balls, trading barbs. Rich tossed the ball to his caddy to clean. Bill handed his to Jenny. She watched, as the other caddies wiped the balls down with fluffy white towels and handed them back to their golfers, who pocketed them. Having no towel of her own, she began a careful examination of the ball, casually wiping it across the saturated material covering her right nipple. She felt it swelling, sending tingles of pleasure straight down to her groin, as she continued teasing it in full view of the men. Giving Bill a wink, she slipped the ball in his pocket for him, tracing a fingernail up the side of his stiff cock on the way out!