Midnight golf cart ride with Ms. Beryl!
We christen the 16th hole
I was 19, awaiting college and working odd jobs at the country club to earn extra money when I was asked to fill in for a sick server at Saturday's member party.
You know, do this Jack, clean the mess up on the floor Jack. Typical boring stuff that was only worth it for the female members who delighted in dressing up suggestively in tight tennis and golf outfits.
So I dressed as an employee and showed up early, got my duties straight and began to walk around to admire the scenery while I stayed available for whatever.
There was Mrs. Cole, dressed in almost too tight golf shorts and top that left nothing to imagine- it was obvious she was built. Her breasts firm and proud. Nipples letting everyone know they were there. Legs to die for. Just for starters!
Then Ms. Taylor in her tennis outfit that made her boobs almost pop out with every step. Her nipples leading the way. The best ass in the building. I felt my cock pulse a bit. Very pretty lady too!
"Hey Jack! Can I get a white wine please, before your eyes pop out? I tip well!"
Came an amused and sexy voice right behind me.
Turning I looked upon the smiling club secretary, Ms. Beryl only about 5' 3" in her tennis ensemble. Her perfectly round ass cheeks begging to be grabbed! Symmetrical legs.
Nice blond hair that fell across her eyes. Pleated short white skirt with a thin dark green sweater that fit just right- if you're intensions were to fuck with everyone's minds, mine included. I had fantasized about her for months!
Damn! If she didn't have a sports bra on, I would probably get arrested for drooling. Beautiful woman who was reputed to be a bit slutty when drinking.
I fantasized that Ms. Beryl's perky B cup nipples were visible struggling to be noticed by me.
They were.
"Yes Maam!" Mesmerized for a moment by her smile, I went to the bar to complete my task.
"One white wine for Ms. B!" I said to Kat the bartender and waited as it was poured.
"That's pretty full Kat."
"Yep, She's on the way to a fun night, if you know what I mean! Watch yourself around her tonight, Jack. Ms. B has been known to eat up young studs like you! And her husbands out of town... again."
Winking, Kat turned to her next cocktail order.
Now I knew I looked good from working out but I never heard anyone mention 'stud before.
Taking the full glass, I began looking for the lady and saw her walking towards the Dj.
I watched as several male members gazed at her tight round ass, swirling that cute tennis skirt around her in a naughty way. She had to be wearing a thong as when the skirt reached it's apex, all I saw was smooth pink flesh! I was getting a chubby just looking. Man! She was fucking hot!
I had heard the rumors about most of the members wives. Who was good and who was not?
Beryl's name came up more often than others. Supposedly she was in an open marriage, you know-fuck whoever you like then come home.
I was told, she was caught making out with a local car dealer in the parking lot. A tryst with a married doctor, even fucking a guy in a bar booth in front of his and her friends on a bet.
They say she pushed him down on the leather semi round booth and pulling his dick out of his pants, pulled her thong over and mounted him. Then fucked him like a porn video.
It took less than a minute for her to cum as he ejaculated up into her steaming cunt, both moaning out loud.
All to the cheers of her group who helped shield her from others view.
They say her girlfriend gave her a wad of napkins and wiping her dripping pussy she said,
"Better than the back seat in his car, and quicker!"
They all laughed as she and her friend left.
All these thoughts ran through my mind as I slowly walked up, careful to not spill a drop and handed it to her.
"Your cocktail Ms. B!"
Turning quickly, her blond hair swirled and covered her eye as she smiled like a lioness eying a piece of raw meat..
"Oh Jack! That was quick! Thanks so much!" She accepted the drink and taking my arm pulled me close enough I could feel her breast brush my chest, her heady perfume filling my nostrils.
"Don't go too far Jack, I'll need another shortly, and call me Beryl!" Beryl stuck out her tongue and smiling turned away before anyone noticed the encounter.
"Yes Beryl, just call!" I murmured.
I could feel my cock start to thicken and pulse pleasurably as lascivious thoughts flooded my brain- I needed a private moment, quick.
Walking directly to the men's room where I knew I could be alone for a few minutes. Locking the door, I grabbed my cock and squeezed and jerked until I had to undo my pants and pull out my throbbing erection.
Bracing my left hand to the wall and leaning forward, I thought only of her face.
I slowly wanked, putting off the magic moment as long as possible. But it quickly overwhelmed me.
I pictured Beryl's tongue licking my dick and shot a huge load of cum that only a 19 year old inexperienced male could summon up. My moaning echoed off the wall.
I stood there ecstatic. Feeling my hips still jerking upwards in hopes of more until I could breathe again.
Wow! Talk about taking the edge off! What would happen if I ever scored with a sexy slut like Beryl for real? Whoo Hah!
I eased back into the main room and was immediately called upon to clean this, adjust that, take the trash out and generally be useful. My eyes however searched the room for Beryl.
I could see her having fun dancing and singing with the crowd. Not knowing she had given me the orgasm of my young life earlier.
The night went by quickly and the crowd began to slowly wind down. I watched Beryl dancing with several men and she sure looked good! Her legs moving and that ass shaking was going to make me revisit the locker room again.
The D,j who I knew, asked me to keep it going and play any requests as he took a break. Probably to pee, and smoke a joint out back.
As I sat and looked over the board, I heard my name called. Looking up I saw Beryl leaning on the table holding the equipment'
"Jack, can you help me find that disk they made up for slow songs? It was right behind you on the middle shelf." I think this crowd deserves some light slow tunes. It's slowing down already."
"Most happy to help!" I started to rise.
"Oh! I see it! Can I come around and get it?"
"Sure thing Ms. B"
Walking around to the side shelf Beryl started looking at titles. I was looking at titties.
"I told you, it's Beryl Jack! Or just 'B." Giving me that smile.
I stood and came over to help. "Yes 'B" I shivered as I drew up behind her luscious ass.
Beryl was leaning down, ass up and looking. "That wasn't it. I Know! You look hi and I'll look low."
"Okay Beryl! I said softly as I got behind her and started searching. I felt the beginnings of a chubby...!
"What do you usually do here at the club Jack! I see you around the pro shop a lot."
She went to one knee.
"Oh, I do whatever needs doing, cutting grass, checking the golf carts, just helping out.
"Oh, Wow Jack! You know I've never been for a ride on a golf cart. All the time living here and no ride."