Cleve Langton sat in the lounge of the Daly City Golf and Country Club sipping a scotch on the rocks, feeling refreshed after nine holes and a shower. He had been admiring the statuesque honey blonde at the bar, her beautiful ass spread on a stool, long nyloned thighs displayed seductively by a miniskirt. Her blouse contained the most sensational pair of tits he had ever seen. Trim waist, beautiful facial structure. Sonofabitch.

Several old studs at the bar were trying to draw her interest, but they were not making an impression. When she said something to the bartender, and he answered and she left the stool to undulate toward him, his cock vibrated. The dainty twitch of her butt, the alluring jiggle of her tits, brought a wide smile to his lips.

"I'm Mia Nelson" she said, her green eyes moving along his body, resting very momentarily on his basket, "I understand you're a golfing instructor.

"Right," he said, pouring on the charm. "Sit down, Miss.”

"Oh, I'm married," she cooed, gliding into a chair across from his. "My husband wants to take lessons. We're new here… ”

"I could see that right away, Mia," he grinned: "Another martini?" He had noticed what she was drinking; he was always alert when he sniffed new pussy, he had caught her glancing his way a few times. Sexy broads could not resist looking at him, he had the profile and build of a movie star.