Almost Lost My Wife at a Golf Tournament
I used to love golf. My father taught me to play and I enjoyed our time playing together. It was a bonding thing for both of us. Growing up in eastern Virginia meant that I could play about 9 months of the year and occasionally more. I wasn't obsessed but I enjoyed it. I was mostly just an average player but that depended on the amount I practiced.
My name is Rob and as I grew up and went through high school I was mostly an introvert. I was what you would call a late bloomer. I was 5'3" in 9th grade and by 11th I was 6'. I'm average in looks but most who know me say I have a good sense of humor and an easy-going personality. I was also late in losing my virginity. I did that the summer before I went off to college. She was a friend and we did it together so that we wouldn't be virgins. Not very romantic and the sex was poor but at least we both went off to college with at least some sexual experience.
College was a great time for me. I attended one of the larger universities in the state and enjoyed it immensely. I went to the football games and met lots of new people. I dated a lot but never found my soul mate. I had a girlfriend for almost a year but she found someone she wanted to be with more than me and although it hurt and my ego was bruised, I understood.
After college, I got a job in banking and settled into the next phase of my life. I had friends who set me up with women but none of them ever struck me as "the one." As time went on, an old friend got married and I attended the wedding and reconnected with a lot of other old friends. One of them introduced me to a very pretty, petite, brown-haired beauty. She was quiet and reserved but I felt something for her the first time I met her. Her name was Sandra and she was the same age as me. I left the wedding that evening thinking that Sandra was special. I didn't wait too long to ask her out and we began to date regularly. I found myself falling in love soon after that.
Sandra was very kind and sweet and I began to think that we were destined for each other. That impression was strengthened by the way we could sit for hours and just talk to one another. Sandra told me that she had dated some but that I was the first guy she had ever loved. She also mentioned that although she had necked with previous boys, she was still a virgin. As we continued to date and become more intimate I wanted to start a sexual relationship. She refused, saying she wanted to wait until after marriage. After about nine months I finally asked her to marry me and she accepted and was extremely excited. We told our parents and she told all her friends. I was very happy as well.
As we prepared for the wedding I noticed that she became more affectionate and touched me more often. I was willing to wait for intercourse but thought that she could help me get off in other ways. I just would not claim her pussy or ass. So, even though we were not having vaginal sex we were doing other things together and I was getting some relief. She learned to give wonderful blowjobs. Slow and teasing sucking that made my cock feel so much better. Although she never swallowed she was getting better orally and she seemed to enjoy it as well. I was also giving her oral pleasure as she had never had someone eat her pussy before. I loved doing it. I enjoyed seeing her warm up and her juices start to flow after I played with her clit and very tight, little pussy. I was still getting blue balls and I could hardly wait until we were married.
Finally the day came and we got married and started our life together. We were both working, she as a teacher and me at the bank. We didn't make much money but things were still great. We made love a lot and tried everything except anal. She still didn't swallow but she was giving me her all in other respects. We had been married for about 4 years when we decided to soon attempt having children. We both agreed that at the end of the school year she would go off the pill and hopefully we would begin preparing for parenthood.
As mentioned earlier, I continued to play golf with a regular foursome and I played every Saturday and sometimes one afternoon a week. Once a year a PGA tour event was played in our area and I always attended at least one day of it. Sometimes I was a volunteer and helped for a couple of days. Our bank was also a sponsor and most of the employees helped out with the event. It was always fun to watch the pros play. Their talent was amazing. For those of you who have never volunteered, one of the rules was to never speak with the pros. We were supposed to be helpful but not interact with them. Most of the pros were cordial but some were not and you quickly learned to stay out of their way.
Well, this year I was planning to go on Saturday and watch from behind the ropes. My wife was not interested in golf but I asked her to join me for the exercise as it was a beautiful day for an outing. After I pleaded with her, she finally relented and decided to come along.
We started following various players I enjoyed watching. My wife was less than enthusiastic but she was a good sport and watched as well. Later in the round we were following a well-known golfer who was not expected to win but was still fun to watch. He was basically just trying to finish the round and sign his scorecard. As we were behind the ropes he hit a shot that fell into the crowd. The ball bounced off my leg and came to rest in the rough. It probably saved him a stroke because we were close to the out of bounds marker and that would have cost him another stroke. As he and his caddie approached we all parted for him like the Red Sea. I was standing right there with Sandra. As he came and found his ball some fans mentioned that it was the ball hitting me that had kept it in play. He just laughed and then whispered something to his caddie.
I remained silent and continued to watch. The caddie gave him a club and he took a couple of practice swings. After he hit the shot he turned to my wife and said thanks for your help. The caddie winked and she just blushed. I asked her what that was about but she just shrugged. We followed the group up to the green and stood behind it to watch. He made a par and proceeded to leave but he whispered something to his caddie and the caddie stopped and talked to Sandra as they left the green. As I was turning to walk away I saw the caddie still talking to my wife. I waited and while the caddie caught up to the player I asked her what he had said. Sandra replied that he wanted to invite us to dinner after the round. I thought that was nice and assumed he thought it would be a good reward for me getting hit by his ball. So, I followed him until the end of his round. I noticed that he and his caddie kept looking at Sandra and laughing and winking at her.
I love my wife and know she is very attractive and that she looked great in the nice golf shirt and snug shorts she wore that accentuated her petite but curvy figure. One of the things about Sandra that I always loved were her big puffy nipples. Today I could see that they were poking out and making noticeable bumps through her shirt. She just kept smiling and following along with me.
We stayed at the 18th hole and watched a few more golfers approach. It usually takes a few minutes for the golfers to sign their cards. After a few minutes the caddie approached and waved us over. He said that there was a problem and they only had space at dinner for one person. He asked Sandra if she wanted to go with them. I shook my head and said we appreciated the offer but we would be leaving. The caddie told me to let her speak for herself, that it would be a great dinner and he was looking forward to it.
I was shocked when Sandra turned to me and said she would like to eat dinner because she was hungry and tired and thought it was very thoughtful of him to ask. I said,
"What about me?"
She said, "Oh honey it won't take long and I'll be back in a little while. You can follow some more golf and I can rest and enjoy a nice dinner, so we'll both get what we want."
