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Golf Tournament Pickup 750 Words

Golf Tournament Pickup 750 Words

by tubabreath
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This story was written for the 2025 Literotica 750 Word Challenge, below this line are exactly 750 words:

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"Oo. What do you think of

him?

" she asks her husband.

"Not much. He's winning the tournament, which is a good thing, I guess. Why?"

"Oh, I dunno. He appeals to me."

"Really, dear? Like you can do something about it? He's just a guy on TV."

Joel and Melinda are watching this weekend's golf tournament. The gentleman at the top of the leader board caught her attention.

He challenges her, "What is it you find so appealing? He doesn't have movie star looks or anything like that. Just an average guy. He does appear to be tall, however."

"It's his relaxed bearing. His confident stride. It's like he knows exactly what he's doing, and knows the expected outcome."

"Might it have something to do with the second place guy developing a case of nerves? Oops. That putt lipped out. Third place now."

"I have a thought. Tour's going to be

here

in two weeks. What do you think about getting tickets?"

"Really? Since when were you that interested in

golf?

It's relaxing to watch on TV and everything, but

in person?

"

"Just a feeling. I'd like to meet 'im. Zero chance of that if we don't go."

"Whatever, Mel. I'll get on the PGA site and order a pair. Okay?"

"Okay! Thanks! Saturday if you can."

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Following the hand signals of the parking area attendants, Joel pulls their car onto the grassy field that's been set aside for guest parking, and finds a spot. He gets out of the car and sprints to Melinda's door to open it for her.

He shakes his head. "Dear? I know it's a beautiful day, but did you

really

have to wear

that

sundress? It's pretty short." She turns in the seat to step out. "Oh shit, Mel!

No panties?

You kiddin' me?"

"

I told you

that guy interested me. Can't catch anything if you don't bait the hook."

"I didn't think it was

that kind of interest

, Melinda!"

"Well it is, Joel, so deal with it!"

"We're going to be two anonymous faces in the crowd, you know."

"We'll see about that. Look up his tee time for me."

Joel sighs and checks his phone, "It's on the tournament site. He's on the leader board, so it'll be later. 'French', right? Okay. There he is. 1:15. A couple of hours away."

"Let's go get a drink or something at the visitor's tent. We'll follow him."

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By the 10th hole Mel has figured out where to stand to be in Mr. French's field of view as he waits for the others in his foursome to play out their shots. At the 12th fairway, a soft gust flutters Mel's skirt as she stands at the rope, facing the golfer. He notices the display of her shapely thighs and is amused, smiling to her.

At the 16th, similar situation, stiffer breeze this time flapping her dress for a flash of shaved pussy. There is no reaction from the golfer aside from the really big grin as he whacks his 3rd shot on the par 5, making the green not six feet from the pin.

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Joel asides, "Inspiration, apparently. I was concerned you were going to be a distraction."

"I had that feeling, Joel. What are you going to do if...?"

"If

what?

"

"He takes me up on my offer."

"Fat chance."

"We'll see."

Mel and Joel follow Mr. French all the way to the 18th, where he holes-out his day in second place, one stroke between him and the leader. He'll have his work cut out for him in tomorrow's final round.

Mel leans into the rope by the path to the clubhouse, watching the golfer as he walks in from the green for the scoring desk. They make fleeting eye contact. He pauses next to where Mel is standing, flips out his scorecard pad and scribbles a couple of things on a small card. He leans forward and quickly hands it to Mel.

"Ellis French, PGA Tour Professional"

Note on the card says, "

Radisson 835 8:00. Alone.

"

"Sorry, dear." Mel shows the card to Joel. "I'm going."

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Mel arrives home around 12:30.

Joel sighs, "How was he?"

"Nice guy."

"You know what I mean."

"Great bod. Has a pleasantly large, gorgeous cock with a nice ridge. Loved his huge loose balls."

"And?"

"Four times. I'm gonna shower and go to bed. Here."

She hands him her phone after starting a video taken from across the hotel room showing full insertion and, soon, oozing semen.

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