PGA at Louisv ille

The PGA at Louisville

Way back in the Seventies....pre AIDS days....I

returned to college (on the advice of two very close

friends) where I picked up a degree and a wife. I was

struck immediately by quite possibly, the bluest eyes I

have ever seen. Framed by long, loose coils of dark wavy

hair, her face looked "cute" tilted one way and quite

beautiful when viewed at another angle. 5"6" and 125

pounds of soft curves over a very fit body, Laurie has

wonderfully firm breasts, a flat stomach leading to a

very sparse feathering of light brown, over long dancer's

legs. My wife and I have been married for seventeen

years now. Our two kids are nine and eleven, so we've had

plenty of time to ourselves. .A year after we married, my

job took us to Asia for what turned out to be a ten year

adventure. From our homes in the various Asian capitals,

we were able to travel around the world once a year (at

company expense) and we took short vacations in Asia

every three or four months. We never failed to have a

more than memorable time.

We've been back in the States for five years now,

and although Laurie's adventure's have become less

frequent, they are still quite intense when she's "in the

mood." After two children, my wife's figure is still

quite arousing. Her long legs remain her flawless and

featured attraction (and she knows this better than

anybody) and, if her tummy is not quite as flat as it

once was, I think her "belly" is even sexier. We had

spent the last eight days on a "family" vacation in

Atlanta. We took the kids to the Olympics and stayed with

Laurie's folks in their suburban home. Then a couple days

hiking and hanging out in the Smoky Mountain National

Park. Now, we were headed home and planning to stop for

the night at a motel outside Louisville. So while it was

a whole lot of fun for everyone, it wasn't really

conducive to the kind of vacation "adventures" we've had

before. And we were all kind of hot and tired when we

checked in to "the last two rooms from here to

Lexington."

Driving towards Louisville, I had noticed signs on

the Interstate - PGA VIP PARKING - PGA PARK & RIDE -

etc., but I had completely forgotten about the

championship scheduled for this week. The motel we

picked out was nearly full but there was a pool and

Jacuzzi. The girl at the desk assured me we couldn't find

anything else because all the local rooms were filled

with PGA golfers, television crews and all the various

folks that travel on the Tour. The kids were hounding us

to let them swim, so we checked in to the last two rooms,

got our stuff squared away (we gave the kids the room

with separate beds, we had a "double" bed in a terribly

small "handicapped" room) and we all changed and met

outside to walk to the pool. Laurie had changed into one

of her more conservative suits, a one-piece tank suit cut

high up over her hips on the side and almost up to her

neck in the front. Two straps over her shoulders kept the

front in place. The kids swam hard, playing games with

each other, having a loud, fun time.

The sun was setting quickly, and pretty soon I

couldn't read the book I had with me. I grabbed Laurie

by the hand, and by the time it was almost dark, we sank

into the warm Jacuzzi, letting the bubbling jets start to

soothe away the long hours in the car. Laurie moved in

front of me and asked for a shoulder rub. Happily, I

started massaging her stiff neck and gradually widened

the area, working her shoulders and upper arms. As she

started to relax, I looked over to see the kids still

playing, and started to roll her nipples between my

fingers through the front of her suit. "Don't, baby," she

murmured "the kids will see." "They're not even looking

this way," I said softly in her ear, "besides, I can tell

you like it!" As my wife's nipples started getting really

hard, she started moving her ass back into my crotch,

wriggling around, making me harder and larger by the

second.

"Ahemmm, uhhhh, excuse me."

The voice, though soft and gently southern, startled

us both and Laurie kind of burst off my lap and over to

the side of the hot tub in "Olympic" time. I looked up to

see a young man (late 20's - early 30's) smiling

pleasantly, looking from Laurie to me and back, his gaze

finally resting on Laurie's erect nipples, pushing neatly

through the thin nylon of her tight tank suit. "I'm

sorry, I didn't mean to startle you folks. Mind if I join

you?" The voice was a little more southern this time, and

without waiting for a reply, he climbed into the hot tub

next to my wife. Still smiling, he reached his hand

across Laurie to me. "Jim," he said by way of

introduction, "I'm with the Tour."

I sat back against the side of the hot tub and

looked at our new friend. I have seen enough golf on the

tube to recognize most of the top players, but I had

never seen Jim before. Jim closed his eyes and sank into

the tub, coming up with a rush and a little splash. Water

covered his torso, and I could see Laurie starting to

appreciate what was sitting next to her.

The water he splashed seemed to "hilite" one of her

nipples, and we could both see Jim making no quick effort

to look away. "This is Laurie," I said and introduced

myself as well. "Are you a player? I don't really

recognize you."

"No," he chuckled a little at the suggestion.

"Maybe if I practice enough I can make the Seniors..."

Laurie half-turned towards Jim. "What do you do,

then?" I started working on her neck again as moved back

into position.

"Well, actually," and Jim started laughing softly

again, "that's what I do." And he pointed at me! "I'm a

Physical Therapist. I work on the players when they're

not on the course." "What do you mean 'work on them'?"

As Laurie said this, I started to notice the little

things. For one, she had changed her posture again, just

slightly, but her breasts were now pushing out through

the front of her suit, and two, she let her hips slide up

towards the surface of the water, making sure Jim could

see the tight Vee of material stretching from her hips

down over her mound.

And Jim was looking at her as he replied.

"Massage...just like your husband. Well, truthfully, a

little different than your husband, I'm sure, but...you

know what I mean." The third thing I noticed was that my

beautiful wife's breathe was a little more shallow and a

little more rapid. "Mmmmmmmm......" Laurie moaned as I

hit a sensitive spot on the side of her neck. "He makes

me feel pretty good." The fourth thing was the subtle

change in the tone of her voice. Almost like she was

offering up a challenge. "I'm sure he's very good." Jim

said pleasantly, leaning back into the hot jets, not

reacting to Laurie's little verbal joust. A moment later,

he looked over at me and said "you know, you really don't

have to rub that hard to be effective... mind if I show

you something?" "Sure," I replied, "that is, if my wife

doesn't mind being a 'teaching assistant.'"

Without a word, Laurie slid over so that she was

now right next to Jim, facing me, and leaning slightly

back into him. I saw his left hand cup her left shoulder

and he put his right hand on her neck. After about five

seconds of serious probing with the fingers on his right

hand, he grabbed Laurie's shoulder with his left and gave

her neck a half-twist with his right hand. "OH MY

GOD!!!!!!" Laurie hissed and then let herself sink under

the bubbling vapors. She came up rubbing her neck, her

eyes glazed over, mumbling that she had "never felt

anything like that before!!!!" "That was

unbelievable...how did you....can you teach him?" Laurie

was all over Jim in her new-found appreciation of the art

of massage. "Sure," Jim replied, starting to chuckle

softly again, "I can teach him how. But it'll take a

while. I do have a massage table set up in my room...."

My wife turned to me and scooted close on the

Jacuzzi bench. With her hands running up and down my

thighs, and the look in her eyes I have come to know so

well, Laurie told me to take the kids to their room and

get them into bed, and then meet her and Jim down in his

room.

As she mentioned his room, Laurie softly raked her

nails over my cock, hardening as she knew it would be in

my swimming trunks. "Be good, baby," she hissed into my

ear. "Maybe we can all learn something new tonight." I

know it was hard for my wife to contain herself until I

had collected the kids and brought them by the hot tub to

say goodnight to their mom. "Room 153," she whispered. I

kissed her lightly on the lips, and left with the kids.

I got them changed and into bed in about ten minutes.

Then, stopping off in our room, I took another five to

change clothes and roll a couple joints. Soon enough,

with my heart pounding so hard I thought it could be

heard, I was standing outside the door to Room 153.

Making a final adjustment to my hardening cock, I knocked

twice, opened the door and walked in to Jim's room. I

looked around quickly...Laurie wasn't in sight...her

swimsuit was in a pile on the floor....the bathroom door

was closed and I could hear the shower running.

Looking up from an assortment of small bottles, Jim

motioned towards the closed door. "Laurie's washing off

the hot tub water," he said. "Why don't you get

comfortable." Smiling gently, he waived his arm towards

a nice large chair across from the massage table. As I

walked towards the chair, I picked my wife's suit up off

the floor. Clearly, she had already been nude in front of

Jim, so she had made her decision to play. All I could do

now was, well, pretty much whatever she wanted me to do!

"Mind if I smoke?" I pulled a joint out and help it up to

him.

"Go right ahead. Mind if I take a hit or two later?"

"No problem," I replied, "I have plenty. Do you have any

white wine? I know that's what Laurie will want after her

shower." "Right here," Jim had turned to his mini-bar to

pull out a bottle and poured himself a glass. He sat on

the bed as we both listened to my wife in his shower.

"She's a beautiful woman, your wife," our newest friend

said, and he broke into a big grin.

He wasn't at all arrogant, but he just had that

attitude that he KNEW he was gonna get laid. "How often

does this" I said, sweeping my arm from Laurie's suit to

the bathroom door "happen?"

"Hey, don't be pissed at me," Jim was laughing and

trying to be quiet. "Really? Well, the truth is, it

happens about as often as I want it to." "Oh

...sure..right..." I was brilliant in my replies.

"No...c'mon man...you saw...as soon as I said 'massage'

it was as good as done..." Jim reached across for his

first hit of the joint " and if not then....when I do

that 'neck' thing....well...." Long exhale, then "It is

better than any 'line' I've ever heard or used." My

voice must have tightened up a little because Jim looked

at me funny when I asked what happened before I arrived.

He said he and Laurie came in and talked for a few

minutes. He said he asked her about our marriage and

about me. "What about me?" my voice was a little scratchy

from the pot, but it sounded like I was getting excited.

"What do you mean 'as good as done'?" "Really...you are

getting excited, aren't you?" Jim looked closely at me,

taking the joint out of my hand again for another long

drag. He leaned back again on the bed, his eyes half

closed. "Laurie told me that you would pick her suit up

and fold it over the dresser when you came in." I started

turning red, feeling my face get hot.

"She said I would be surprised by you tonight." He

handed me back the joint, putting his hand on my thigh as

he leaned towards me. My cock jumped visibly, even though

no contact was made.

"No, I don't think I'll be surprised," he chuckled

again and as we heard the shower go off, Jim rose from

the bed, turned to his dresser and pulled out a pair of

white cotton running shorts. He slipped his swimming suit

off, and I could see his cock reflected in the mirror as

he toweled off and slipped on the shorts. Very nice, not

too long, not too thick and a heavy looking set of balls,

his sac much larger than mine. He turned around as my

wife came out of the bathroom, turning off the room light

and switching on a small table lamp near the bed. "God,

that felt good...." she looked down at me and the fire

was definitely in her eyes, "where's my wine, baby?" I

got up to pour her a glass, watching as she walked

towards Jim.

Her hair was wet, combed strait back from her

forehead and over her shoulders, and she had a motel

towel wrapped around her, covering her from just above

the nipple to just under the lips of her pussy. She gave

him one of her sweetest smiles. "Where do you want me?"

she purred. "I want you everywhere, pretty lady." Jim

moved into Laurie so smoothly, he had his arms around her

and his lips locked on hers before I had even finished

pouring her wine. He kissed her long and hard enough for

her towel to come undone between them before she broke

the kiss. Holding the towel together at the top, it

opens all the way as she walks over to me for her wine,

exposing her pussy completely. I can't breathe. I hand

her the glass and making no move to readjust the towel,

she turns and faces Jim. "Don't I get a little massage

first?" "Sure," he grins at her "if that's what you

want. Come here." And he pats the massage table.

Laurie turns back to me. "You don't mind if Jim

gives me a little rubdown, do you baby?"

This was a tone I hadn't heard since our days in

Asia. I just shook my head and moved back over to the

chair. Laurie turned again towards Jim, handed him her

glass with one hand and the towel with the other. (I had

gotten used to, over the years, seeing Laurie in very

revealing clothes in front of strangers). I have seen

her being stripped as a prelude to making love. But I

can't ever remember her being quite so bold...being so

quickly and totally naked...in front of a stranger so

quickly. I was having a hard time breathing and keeping

the joint lit...both necessary for my survival.) Jim put

them down and moved within inches of my wife's body. With

his hands hovering just a fraction of an inch from her

skin, he started tracing the outline of her face and

hair, moving slowly over her shoulders and circling her

breasts. I swear I could see her nipples grow as he did

this.

Slowly moving his hands lower, he dropped to one

knee as he traced around her hips and her ass. His mouth

must have been only an inch in front of her moist

cunt...she was feeling his breath through the wet curls

of hair on her mons... her breathing was getting

shallower and I could see her skin start to flush. "You

better lay down, darlin', before these gorgeous legs give

out." Jim raised up, putting an arm around Laurie's

waist. She leaned into him to give him a kiss. As her

nipples grazed his chest, Jim took her right hand and

placed it over his shorts. Laurie gave him a squeeze and

giggled. "Un uh...you massage me first, remember? Then,

you teach him something (pointing at me in the chair).

Then, you'll get your massage. Deal, lover?" "Let's get

started, then," he said "get comfortable up here." Jim

helped Laurie onto the narrow, towel-covered table. It

was about six feet long and two feet wide. The table was

angle away from me so that I could see Laurie's right

side if I moved a little to my right, and I could see

between her legs if I moved a little to my left.

Jim moved around to Laurie's left side to start his

massage. He poured some oil across her shoulders and

down her spine, then started to 'work.' In only a few

minutes, Jim's fingers were through with her shoulders

and upper back and were working their way down to my

wife's ass. He stopped for a moment, poured some more oil

on each cheek and then a few drops into her crack. Then

he grabbed a handful of each cheek in both his hands and

really started rubbing hard.

Laurie started moaning, then sounded like she was

getting hurt a little. Jim leaned close to her, whispered

something in her ear and she started moaning again in a

big way. I leaned to left, staring intently, watching as

his hands pulled on her ass cheeks, lifting them,

separating then kneading the flesh, working her ass in a

strong rhythm, established by his thumbs, sliding

alternately over her dark pink little puckered hole. As

he continues this, Laurie unconsciously starts lifting

her hips off the table, trying to 'catch' his thumb in

her asshole. Every time she bucks like this, I can see

the lips of her cunt start to swell more and more.

Soon, I can see little drops of moisture seeping

out, her lips now a full lush pink. Laurie started

moaning more loudly now and I noticed that she has

started leaving her ass up in the air an extra few

seconds and I noticed the trembling of muscles being

squeezed along her inner thighs.

Jim let his thumb get 'caught' in her hot, flexing

anus and he used his other hand to lightly rub Laurie's

slit. I heard my wife moaning louder now, incoherent but

very intense. As I took a deep hit, Laurie trembled from

her curled toes through her upraised ass. He let her get

off on his fingers and then get comfortable again on the

table. Jim excused himself and went into the bathroom.

"Baby," Laurie mumbled to me, "bring me my wine, okay?"

I walked over to the dresser to get her glass.

"Christ...you are so hot....I don't think I've ever seen

you..." I put the drink in Laurie's hand as I stood in

front of the table. Laurie reached out with her other

hand and gave my cock a healthy squeeze. "You seem to be

enjoying yourself, baby," she smiled lazily at me. "Why

are you still dressed? Don't you want to play?"

"What did you tell Jim before I got here?" I tried

to sound angry. "Nothin, baby," Laurie took a long drink

of her wine, "now get out of those clothes." I pulled

off my shirt and slipped my shorts off, getting back

into the chair as Jim came back out from the toilet. I

lit the second joint as he poured some more oil over each

of Laurie's legs, and as I took a nice long hit, I saw

Jim lean over, spread Laurie's ass cheeks one more time,

and stick his tongue into her little hole.

"Aahhhhhh......God, that's good." Laurie moaned again

from the table. "Oh, baby, that reminds me...I did tell

Jim all about Lupe and Rey..." Jim looked up, smiled at

me, and saw me sitting in the chair, one hand holding the

joint and the other wrapped around my stiff prick. He

laughed softly back at Laurie, "Oh yeah, he remembers

Lupe and Rey."

Jim continued his massage, working Laurie's long

legs. Finally, they were coated lightly with oil, and Jim

was sitting on the end of the table, with Laurie's left

knee resting in his crotch. He was working the back and

sides of her thigh, rubbing up and down with his thumbs

in the middle and his fingers on the sides. After a few

minutes of hard massage, he started to move more

gingerly, especially along the insides of my wife's

thigh. From my vantage point, I could see first one then

two fingers of Jim's right hand slide between the lips of

Laurie's pussy. He left his fingers inside her and

deliberately started to move them in a circular motion,

massaging the walls of her cunt. After a minute, before

Laurie could get too worked up, he started the process on

her right leg.

Five minutes later, two fingers from his left hand

were making circles in her cunt again. This time, he

didn't stop as Laurie started to moan and buck her hips

in time to the rhythm of his fingers.

Jim got off the table, his fingers still buried in

Laurie's box. He slowly inserted his left thumb into

Laurie and withdrew his two fingers. He slid his hand

underneath so he was cupping my wife's cunt with his

palm, playing with her clit with his fingers and probing

her cunt, massaging her G-spot with his thumb.

With his right hand, he spread Laurie's ass again

and started to rim her hole with his tongue. When it was

nice and wet (I could see saliva drip from his tongue to

her ass) he eased in the thumb of his right hand. I

watched, almost unable to breathe, my cock hard as steel,

as he fucked Laurie's ass with his right thumb and her

cunt with his left. Laurie was in another universe,

babbling incoherently, flopping her head from side to

side on the table, until with a keening shriek, and about

a million "Oh God...I'm cumming" Laurie rode his fingers

to orgasm again.

When she calmed down, and we could all breathe

again, I lit the joint and saw, in the flame, that I had

cum all over my thigh. Returning from the bathroom, I

noticed the massage table empty and the bed almost full.

Jim was on his back and Laurie ws kneeling over him, her

left hand rubbing lightly over his chest and her right

grazing softly along his thigh. Seeing me, my wife leaned

over further and kissed Jim fully on the lips. Then she

looked up at me, motioning me over to the bed. I sat

opposite my wife, separated from her by about six feet,

190 pounds of thirty -year old, good looking southern

male flesh. Laurie reached for my hand and started

stroking it along Jim's thigh with her hand. Her eyes

were getting very liquid and dreamy and her voice distant

as she hissed at me, "Jim really liked the story about

you and Rey." Laurie kissed Jim again. "Didn't you?"

As Jim moaned in reply, my wife directed my hand

towards Jim's thickening prick. As my fingertip brushed

across his balls, his cocked twitched upwards, adding

another 1/2 inch of length and girth.

Laurie took my hand in hers and wrapped my fingers

around a now nicely swollen and very hot cock. Jim pulled

Laurie up to him with his right hand while pushing on my

neck with his left. "C'mon.." Jim broke a long kiss to

mumble to me, "do me like you did Rey...she told me it

was so hot..." And as I slipped my mouth over the head of

his cock, licking the pre-cum out of the hole in the tip,

Laurie started moaning into Jim. My own cock was

rock-hard, leaking pre-cum as well, as I used my tongue

all over Jim's smooth cock. Adjusting my position, I

could tilt my head to the side and take all of him on the

down-stroke, with my lips almost on his swollen sac. "Oh

my, too good.." Jim was moaning while kissing Laurie,

still keeping a grip on the back of my neck, "God...too

good...I'm gunna cum...I'm gonna..."

"No, baby..." Laurie pulled me off Jim's cock.

"Wait for me...cum inside me..."

And with that, I watched my wife roll over and

impale herself on Jim's hard, spike-like, cock. I sat a

foot away, hypnotized as Laurie kept raising and then

lowering her creamy cunt on someone else's prick. Her

eyes glazed and distant, I watched her skin flush and

turn a dark hot pink. Jim had her in a death grip around

her hips, pumping her body up and down on his thick

prick, then holding her still and fucking her from

underneath. Harder and faster, his hips were a blur as he

"pile drive'd" his cock into her, finally clenching his

ass, moaning and groaning as he spurted shot after shot

of warm sticky cum into Laurie's spasming cunt. " Oh

God...oh Christ...that was the greatest..." Jim, all

excited, kissing Laurie, trying to hold on to her as she

moved off his wilting prick.

"No," my wife smiles sweetly into her newest lover's

face, "that was really good...this is the best part.."

And she motions to me once again. "C'mon, baby...get on

your back for me, pleeeaaasssee...." With my cock pointed

to the sky, I walk around the bed and lie down on my

back, my head even with Jim's hips. "Thanks, baby...."

Laurie hisses at me as she moves off Jim and straddles my

face with her knees. She leans forward gripping the

headboard and turns her face to Jim. "Go ahead...look

real close...he loves this part.." And Jim leans down

just in time to see Laurie's stomach muscles start to

contract downward, slowly moving to her cunt, where her

clenching cunt muscles releases most of Jim's warm cum

directly into my waiting mouth.

Laurie presses her pussy down, forcing me to swallow

it all.

"Jesus," mutters Jim, "you weren't kidding, were

you?" As I finished licking my wife clean, she turned on

her back and leaned against the headboard. Jim sat up

next to her, his arm around her shoulders and his fingers

playing casually with her nipples and rubbing the sides

of her full breasts. "My turn now?" Jim's mild southern

accent had reverted to a drawl. "Y'all gonna tell him to

suck my dick again or what?" Laurie kissed him fully, her

breasts crushed into his chest. "No, lover.." and before

Jim could get too disappointed, "you tell him what you

want." Laurie giggled and slapped at me with her foot.

"Well get to it," he said to me "....clean me off...now!"

Again, I bent over the physical therapist, licking their

combinrd creme/cum off the shaft and around the crown of

his cock, enjoying the feel of the blood coming back into

his cock and stretching the smooth skin. I sucked on the

mushroom head, cleaning around the ridge with my tongue,

listening to my wife and her lover discuss my technique.

"He is really into this." The drawl was soft and

lazy now. "Seems you are too," Laurie giggled in reply.

"I loved it when you ate my ass," she continued

conspiratorially. "You wanna try it?" And she giggled in

my direction again. "Oh yeah," Jim was instantly excited

at the thought. "C'mon now...do me like she said,

man...rim me..." And as he turned on to his stomach,

Laurie came over to me and kissed me full on the lips,

sucking my tongue into her mouth. She grabbed me by the

balls and squeezed ever so slightly. "For me, baby...do

it for me..." she hissed in my ear then leaned over Jim's

torso, holding his butt cheeks apart, presenting his

brown hole to me.

Starting where his sac was drawn up, I licked my

way, flicking my tongue back and forth, up his rear

crack. Jim started moaning as I closed in on his asshole.

Laurie moved to the side, grabbing both of our cocks,

squeezing in time to my thrusting tongue. As I got closer

and closer to his anus, Laurie moved her hand from my

cock to my sac, still squeezing in rhythm. I dipped the

tip of my tongue beyond the first hard ring....Jim moaned

loudly...his muscles relaxed and before I knew it, my

tongue was buried deep in his ass.

"Oh God... baby...he's in me...he's fucking my ass

with his tongue!" Laurie started applying real pressure

to my balls - my cock was hard as steel, draining pre-cum

onto the sheets. My wife leaned close to me. "Let me see,

baby," she hissed in my ear, "let me see you tongue-fuck

my lover." I drew my tongue out, rimmed his hole and

plunged it back in. Laurie moaned along with Jim.

"Again, baby...keep fucking him..." And as I plunged

my tongue in and out, Laurie squeezed us both once more

and Jim and I came simultaneously, erupting in spurting

spasms all over the sheets. After a few minutes,

everyone catching their breath, my wife turned to me.

"I'm gonna stay with Jim tonight, baby. That bed is just

way to small. Come get me before you wake up the kids."

I dressed quickly, left Laurie with her lover and

went back to our small room to roll a joint, stroke my

dick and think about what was happening with Laurie and

Jim.

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