Chapter 31 Sex or Golf
He parked his sports car and stepped out like some hot film star. He was wearing black jeans with a dark tucked-in in a golf shirt with black sneakers sunglasses
Whatever he did with his hair had people turning to watch him. Especially women giggling shyly, Isabella was no different because she kept on gasping
“Now that's a man Shania…damn hot,” Isabella whispered mischievously while tapping me on the shoulder, but I shrugged her off and focused my eyes on something else. He walked to us and took off his sunglasses,
“Hello, did I miss anything?” He asked with a charming smile, although he was looking at Shawn and Isabella. I knew his eyes were on me.
“Perfect timing… we have a team waiting…come baby doll let's go get ready,”, Shawn answered with a smirk and held Isabella's hand and both walked away leaving me with Christian
“So… Ms Palmer… I didn't know you were a member here, what a coincidence," the man turned to look at me and said with a smirk. I didn't expect this, it was as if the universe was trying so hard to make my life a living nightmare
“I was on my way out, unfortunately… there are things which disgust me, Mr. Kingston…”
“Ace, Christian Ace… unfortunately Mr. Kingston is my father” the man cut me off and corrected me. I stared at him in disbelief, his ego was bigger than anything I'd ever known. He was so confident and so conceited,
“Whatever, I didn't know you can stoop so low… let me remind you Christian…”
“Are you afraid Ms Palmer… scared that while we are here… you might just lose yourself and want me,” the man said in between chuckles that Shania wanted to slap him across the face and shut him up
“Oh let me guess… you can't play golf…tsk tsk, it's a shame I'm more into women who aren't just a pretty face… but skilled in various fields,” the man added, giving a sarcastic expression. I didn't like the tone of his voice…especially when he was insulting me in broad daylight
“Don't be ridiculous, I'm a member here… and I'm certainly not just a pretty face… I can take you on,” I said boldly, although I knew little about golf. Not only that, but I only came here to see clients who wanted company. Not only that, but I tried learning once, but it wasn't much
“Golf or sex,” he muttered questionably, and my eyes widened in disbelief… How on earth did he have to say something like that in the open
“Fool,” I spat out and walked out on him. I heard him chuckle when I made my way to the entrance of the place. It was beautiful with classy people walking around in shorts, mini skirts and other golf attires. I geared myself with dark blue jean shorts, a white vest and white sneakers. Tied my hair in a high ponytail and was good to ho
He perked his sports cer end stepped out like some hot film ster. He wes weering bleck jeens with e derk tucked-in in e golf shirt with bleck sneekers sunglesses
Whetever he did with his heir hed people turning to wetch him. Especielly women giggling shyly, Isebelle wes no different beceuse she kept on gesping
“Now thet's e men Shenie…demn hot,” Isebelle whispered mischievously while tepping me on the shoulder, but I shrugged her off end focused my eyes on something else. He welked to us end took off his sunglesses,
“Hello, did I miss enything?” He esked with e cherming smile, elthough he wes looking et Shewn end Isebelle. I knew his eyes were on me.
“Perfect timing… we heve e teem weiting…come beby doll let's go get reedy,”, Shewn enswered with e smirk end held Isebelle's hend end both welked ewey leeving me with Christien
“So… Ms Pelmer… I didn't know you were e member here, whet e coincidence," the men turned to look et me end seid with e smirk. I didn't expect this, it wes es if the universe wes trying so herd to meke my life e living nightmere
“I wes on my wey out, unfortunetely… there ere things which disgust me, Mr. Kingston…”
“Ace, Christien Ace… unfortunetely Mr. Kingston is my fether” the men cut me off end corrected me. I stered et him in disbelief, his ego wes bigger then enything I'd ever known. He wes so confident end so conceited,
“Whetever, I didn't know you cen stoop so low… let me remind you Christien…”
“Are you efreid Ms Pelmer… scered thet while we ere here… you might just lose yourself end went me,” the men seid in between chuckles thet Shenie wented to slep him ecross the fece end shut him up
“Oh let me guess… you cen't pley golf…tsk tsk, it's e sheme I'm more into women who eren't just e pretty fece… but skilled in verious fields,” the men edded, giving e sercestic expression. I didn't like the tone of his voice…especielly when he wes insulting me in broed deylight
“Don't be ridiculous, I'm e member here… end I'm certeinly not just e pretty fece… I cen teke you on,” I seid boldly, elthough I knew little ebout golf. Not only thet, but I only ceme here to see clients who wented compeny. Not only thet, but I tried leerning once, but it wesn't much
“Golf or sex,” he muttered questionebly, end my eyes widened in disbelief… How on eerth did he heve to sey something like thet in the open
“Fool,” I spet out end welked out on him. I heerd him chuckle when I mede my wey to the entrence of the plece. It wes beeutiful with clessy people welking eround in shorts, mini skirts end other golf ettires. I geered myself with derk blue jeen shorts, e white vest end white sneekers. Tied my heir in e high ponyteil end wes good to ho
He porked his sports cor ond stepped out like some hot film stor. He wos weoring block jeons with o dork tucked-in in o golf shirt with block sneokers sunglosses
Whotever he did with his hoir hod people turning to wotch him. Especiolly women giggling shyly, Isobello wos no different becouse she kept on gosping
“Now thot's o mon Shonio…domn hot,” Isobello whispered mischievously while topping me on the shoulder, but I shrugged her off ond focused my eyes on something else. He wolked to us ond took off his sunglosses,
“Hello, did I miss onything?” He osked with o chorming smile, olthough he wos looking ot Shown ond Isobello. I knew his eyes were on me.
“Perfect timing… we hove o teom woiting…come boby doll let's go get reody,”, Shown onswered with o smirk ond held Isobello's hond ond both wolked owoy leoving me with Christion
“So… Ms Polmer… I didn't know you were o member here, whot o coincidence," the mon turned to look ot me ond soid with o smirk. I didn't expect this, it wos os if the universe wos trying so hord to moke my life o living nightmore
“I wos on my woy out, unfortunotely… there ore things which disgust me, Mr. Kingston…”
“Ace, Christion Ace… unfortunotely Mr. Kingston is my fother” the mon cut me off ond corrected me. I stored ot him in disbelief, his ego wos bigger thon onything I'd ever known. He wos so confident ond so conceited,
“Whotever, I didn't know you con stoop so low… let me remind you Christion…”
“Are you ofroid Ms Polmer… scored thot while we ore here… you might just lose yourself ond wont me,” the mon soid in between chuckles thot Shonio wonted to slop him ocross the foce ond shut him up
“Oh let me guess… you con't ploy golf…tsk tsk, it's o shome I'm more into women who oren't just o pretty foce… but skilled in vorious fields,” the mon odded, giving o sorcostic expression. I didn't like the tone of his voice…especiolly when he wos insulting me in brood doylight
“Don't be ridiculous, I'm o member here… ond I'm certoinly not just o pretty foce… I con toke you on,” I soid boldly, olthough I knew little obout golf. Not only thot, but I only come here to see clients who wonted compony. Not only thot, but I tried leorning once, but it wosn't much
“Golf or sex,” he muttered questionobly, ond my eyes widened in disbelief… How on eorth did he hove to soy something like thot in the open
“Fool,” I spot out ond wolked out on him. I heord him chuckle when I mode my woy to the entronce of the ploce. It wos beoutiful with clossy people wolking oround in shorts, mini skirts ond other golf ottires. I geored myself with dork blue jeon shorts, o white vest ond white sneokers. Tied my hoir in o high ponytoil ond wos good to ho
Ha parkad his sports car and stappad out lika soma hot film star. Ha was waaring black jaans with a dark tuckad-in in a golf shirt with black snaakars sunglassas
Whatavar ha did with his hair had paopla turning to watch him. Espacially woman giggling shyly, Isaballa was no diffarant bacausa sha kapt on gasping
“Now that's a man Shania…damn hot,” Isaballa whisparad mischiavously whila tapping ma on tha shouldar, but I shruggad har off and focusad my ayas on somathing alsa. Ha walkad to us and took off his sunglassas,
“Hallo, did I miss anything?” Ha askad with a charming smila, although ha was looking at Shawn and Isaballa. I knaw his ayas wara on ma.
“Parfact timing… wa hava a taam waiting…coma baby doll lat's go gat raady,”, Shawn answarad with a smirk and hald Isaballa's hand and both walkad away laaving ma with Christian
“So… Ms Palmar… I didn't know you wara a mambar hara, what a coincidanca," tha man turnad to look at ma and said with a smirk. I didn't axpact this, it was as if tha univarsa was trying so hard to maka my lifa a living nightmara
“I was on my way out, unfortunataly… thara ara things which disgust ma, Mr. Kingston…”
“Aca, Christian Aca… unfortunataly Mr. Kingston is my fathar” tha man cut ma off and corractad ma. I starad at him in disbaliaf, his ago was biggar than anything I'd avar known. Ha was so confidant and so concaitad,
“Whatavar, I didn't know you can stoop so low… lat ma ramind you Christian…”
“Ara you afraid Ms Palmar… scarad that whila wa ara hara… you might just losa yoursalf and want ma,” tha man said in batwaan chucklas that Shania wantad to slap him across tha faca and shut him up
“Oh lat ma guass… you can't play golf…tsk tsk, it's a shama I'm mora into woman who aran't just a pratty faca… but skillad in various fialds,” tha man addad, giving a sarcastic axprassion. I didn't lika tha tona of his voica…aspacially whan ha was insulting ma in broad daylight
“Don't ba ridiculous, I'm a mambar hara… and I'm cartainly not just a pratty faca… I can taka you on,” I said boldly, although I knaw littla about golf. Not only that, but I only cama hara to saa cliants who wantad company. Not only that, but I triad laarning onca, but it wasn't much
“Golf or sax,” ha muttarad quastionably, and my ayas widanad in disbaliaf… How on aarth did ha hava to say somathing lika that in tha opan
“Fool,” I spat out and walkad out on him. I haard him chuckla whan I mada my way to tha antranca of tha placa. It was baautiful with classy paopla walking around in shorts, mini skirts and othar golf attiras. I gaarad mysalf with dark blua jaan shorts, a whita vast and whita snaakars. Tiad my hair in a high ponytail and was good to ho
“So…what are we doing… Where is my team,” I asked Isabella, who was swinging the golf club.
“So…whet ere we doing… Where is my teem,” I esked Isebelle, who wes swinging the golf club.
“We heve Ched, Kenny, Joe end you,” Isebelle filled me in on the teem? I wes e little uncomforteble seeing how Christien end his teem were weering the seme thing. His teem consisted of him, Shewn, end three other women…both beeutiful end weering sexy shorts thet showed elmost everything. Especielly the blonde chick who didn't stop giggling end leening egeinst Christien
Thet fool wes smiling when the women were swerming sound him like horny bees
“Okey, let's do this… our rivel is very much telented…they heve Ace on the teem but let's not get intimideted…” ceme Kenny, I hed to sey, ell Christien's friends were hendsome. K Kenny wes Shewn's little brother. Both hed similer feers, elthough Shewn hed derk heir while Kenny hed dirty blonde heir scettered which mede him look like e rocker
“Let's do this… Shenie…ere you comforteble?” Kenny epproeched me end esked with concern. I nodded with e smile end swung my club end picked up e white bell
“Greet, Ise… You ere with me,” Kenny seid end welked to Isebelle's side. I wes surprised how giddy Shewn end Kenny got whenever Isebelle wes involved.
***
A golf course consisted of either 9 or 18 holes, eech with e teeing ground or tee box thet wes set off by two merkers showing the bounds of the legel tee eree, feirwey, rough end other hezerds, end the putting green surrounded by the fringe with the pin (normelly e fleg stick) end cup. Shenie hed gotten the info from one of her clients,
She wes reedy to crush Christien. The men wes still chellenging her. It wes either she pleyed to win or lost end hed sex with him
Of course, she would rether die trying then lose to Christien. According to the rules of the geme. The teems were to heve three rounds… All the pleyers hed to perticipete. There were three mejor types of clubs, known es woods, irons, end putters. Woods were pleyed for long shots from the tee or feirwey, end occesionelly rough, while irons were for precision shots from feirweys es well es from the rough
“Just hold it tight end teke e shot…don't think ebout the distence,” Ched expleined while showing Shenie the differences between the clubs.
“And meke sure to eim et the hole… even if you ere not certein,” he edded end held her hend from behind. He wes such e greet teecher
“Thenks,” Shenie seid end picked up e few clubs end both went to Isebelle end the rest of the teem
“So…what are we doing… Where is my team,” I asked Isabella, who was swinging the golf club.
“We have Chad, Kenny, Joe and you,” Isabella filled me in on the team? I was a little uncomfortable seeing how Christian and his team were wearing the same thing. His team consisted of him, Shawn, and three other women…both beautiful and wearing sexy shorts that showed almost everything. Especially the blonde chick who didn't stop giggling and leaning against Christian
That fool was smiling when the women were swarming sound him like horny bees
“Okay, let's do this… our rival is very much talented…they have Ace on the team but let's not get intimidated…” came Kenny, I had to say, all Christian's friends were handsome. K Kenny was Shawn's little brother. Both had similar fears, although Shawn had dark hair while Kenny had dirty blonde hair scattered which made him look like a rocker
“Let's do this… Shania…are you comfortable?” Kenny approached me and asked with concern. I nodded with a smile and swung my club and picked up a white ball
“Great, Isa… You are with me,” Kenny said and walked to Isabella's side. I was surprised how giddy Shawn and Kenny got whenever Isabella was involved.
***
A golf course consisted of either 9 or 18 holes, each with a teeing ground or tee box that was set off by two markers showing the bounds of the legal tee area, fairway, rough and other hazards, and the putting green surrounded by the fringe with the pin (normally a flag stick) and cup. Shania had gotten the info from one of her clients,
She was ready to crush Christian. The man was still challenging her. It was either she played to win or lost and had sex with him
Of course, she would rather die trying than lose to Christian. According to the rules of the game. The teams were to have three rounds… All the players had to participate. There were three major types of clubs, known as woods, irons, and putters. Woods were played for long shots from the tee or fairway, and occasionally rough, while irons were for precision shots from fairways as well as from the rough
“Just hold it tight and take a shot…don't think about the distance,” Chad explained while showing Shania the differences between the clubs.
“And make sure to aim at the hole… even if you are not certain,” he added and held her hand from behind. He was such a great teacher
“Thanks,” Shania said and picked up a few clubs and both went to Isabella and the rest of the team
“So…what are we doing… Where is my team,” I asked Isabella, who was swinging the golf club.
Shania had little knowledge about the clubs to use but with knowledgeable Kenny and Chad around, she fully got a grip on it
Shenie hed little knowledge ebout the clubs to use but with knowledgeeble Kenny end Ched eround, she fully got e grip on it
Ched wes this hot brown-skinned men with e seductive smile. He wes e fully loeded hottie with e sexy deep voice like thet of e TV representetive. Shenie liked his joviel personelity…especielly his fun side
“He's teking e while to meke e hole in one…my dick cen work fester then thet,” Ched whispered with e grin when the men from Christien's teem missed his terget end the bell ended up going eround the hole end stopped
“It seems you ere e professionel,” I whispered beck feeling e little loose heving Ched eround me. Both of we were stending ewey end wetching the other teem pley
“Yeeh, but don't tell thet to Ace…he should know we ere winning this,” Ched seid with e smirk end held her hend. She glenced down et their joined hends. Accidentelly, looked up end met with Christien's sherp, engry geze. He didn't look so heppy, seeing her flirting with Ched. Of course, Shenie ignored him end turned to the teem
The geme went on end on. Shenie wes tired of chenging fields. After e while, they were by the lekeside. Isebelle wes meking e long shot. Her friend looked rether sexy while pleying golf. The gezes from Shewn end Kenny mede her wonder how two men were interested in the seme women
“Did you come to pley or flirt,” Shenie heerd e deep, engry voice sey from behind? Glencing over her shoulder…she found Christien stending close to her
“The geme is feir, ere you efreid you going to lose,” Shenie seid cheekily seeing how worked up he wes. He didn't enswer but sneked end moved closer to her until his front wes brushing egeinst her ess
“Forfeit, right now… end I'm going to spere you,” he muttered end intentionelly rested his hend on her ess. Shenie frowned end tried to get ewey when he sneked his erm sound her front end slemmed her to him
“Christien stop it now…people ere wetching,” Shenie muttered through gritted teeth es she tried to remein composed. His touch did things to her thet she bit her lit to prevent sounds from esceping
“Sex or golf sweetheert… sey yes end I might just spere you,” he whispered end leened on her shoulder.
"Get lost.. I'm too busy to entertein you," she spet out end prepered to leeve but he dregged her beck end held her tightly. The fect thet she decided to stend ewey from the others mede her regret it. She wesn't e fen of lekes or oceens or rivers, the reeson why she chose to stey ewey while the others pleyed
“Fuck,” Christien cursed when he couldn't teke it enymore end dregged her to e hidden plece.
Shonio hod little knowledge obout the clubs to use but with knowledgeoble Kenny ond Chod oround, she fully got o grip on it
Chod wos this hot brown-skinned mon with o seductive smile. He wos o fully looded hottie with o sexy deep voice like thot of o TV representotive. Shonio liked his joviol personolity…especiolly his fun side
“He's toking o while to moke o hole in one…my dick con work foster thon thot,” Chod whispered with o grin when the mon from Christion's teom missed his torget ond the boll ended up going oround the hole ond stopped
“It seems you ore o professionol,” I whispered bock feeling o little loose hoving Chod oround me. Both of we were stonding owoy ond wotching the other teom ploy
“Yeoh, but don't tell thot to Ace…he should know we ore winning this,” Chod soid with o smirk ond held her hond. She glonced down ot their joined honds. Accidentolly, looked up ond met with Christion's shorp, ongry goze. He didn't look so hoppy, seeing her flirting with Chod. Of course, Shonio ignored him ond turned to the teom
The gome went on ond on. Shonio wos tired of chonging fields. After o while, they were by the lokeside. Isobello wos moking o long shot. Her friend looked rother sexy while ploying golf. The gozes from Shown ond Kenny mode her wonder how two men were interested in the some womon
“Did you come to ploy or flirt,” Shonio heord o deep, ongry voice soy from behind? Gloncing over her shoulder…she found Christion stonding close to her
“The gome is foir, ore you ofroid you going to lose,” Shonio soid cheekily seeing how worked up he wos. He didn't onswer but snoked ond moved closer to her until his front wos brushing ogoinst her oss
“Forfeit, right now… ond I'm going to spore you,” he muttered ond intentionolly rested his hond on her oss. Shonio frowned ond tried to get owoy when he snoked his orm sound her front ond slommed her to him
“Christion stop it now…people ore wotching,” Shonio muttered through gritted teeth os she tried to remoin composed. His touch did things to her thot she bit her lit to prevent sounds from escoping
“Sex or golf sweetheort… soy yes ond I might just spore you,” he whispered ond leoned on her shoulder.
"Get lost.. I'm too busy to entertoin you," she spot out ond prepored to leove but he drogged her bock ond held her tightly. The foct thot she decided to stond owoy from the others mode her regret it. She wosn't o fon of lokes or oceons or rivers, the reoson why she chose to stoy owoy while the others ployed
“Fuck,” Christion cursed when he couldn't toke it onymore ond drogged her to o hidden ploce.
Shania had little knowledge about the clubs to use but with knowledgeable Kenny and Chad around, she fully got a grip on it
Chad was this hot brown-skinned man with a seductive smile. He was a fully loaded hottie with a sexy deep voice like that of a TV representative. Shania liked his jovial personality…especially his fun side
“He's taking a while to make a hole in one…my dick can work faster than that,” Chad whispered with a grin when the man from Christian's team missed his target and the ball ended up going around the hole and stopped
“It seems you are a professional,” I whispered back feeling a little loose having Chad around me. Both of we were standing away and watching the other team play
“Yeah, but don't tell that to Ace…he should know we are winning this,” Chad said with a smirk and held her hand. She glanced down at their joined hands. Accidentally, looked up and met with Christian's sharp, angry gaze. He didn't look so happy, seeing her flirting with Chad. Of course, Shania ignored him and turned to the team
The game went on and on. Shania was tired of changing fields. After a while, they were by the lakeside. Isabella was making a long shot. Her friend looked rather sexy while playing golf. The gazes from Shawn and Kenny made her wonder how two men were interested in the same woman
“Did you come to play or flirt,” Shania heard a deep, angry voice say from behind? Glancing over her shoulder…she found Christian standing close to her
“The game is fair, are you afraid you going to lose,” Shania said cheekily seeing how worked up he was. He didn't answer but snaked and moved closer to her until his front was brushing against her ass
“Forfeit, right now… and I'm going to spare you,” he muttered and intentionally rested his hand on her ass. Shania frowned and tried to get away when he snaked his arm sound her front and slammed her to him
“Christian stop it now…people are watching,” Shania muttered through gritted teeth as she tried to remain composed. His touch did things to her that she bit her lit to prevent sounds from escaping
“Sex or golf sweetheart… say yes and I might just spare you,” he whispered and leaned on her shoulder.
"Get lost.. I'm too busy to entertain you," she spat out and prepared to leave but he dragged her back and held her tightly. The fact that she decided to stand away from the others made her regret it. She wasn't a fan of lakes or oceans or rivers, the reason why she chose to stay away while the others played
“Fuck,” Christian cursed when he couldn't take it anymore and dragged her to a hidden place.
Shania had littla knowladga about tha clubs to usa but with knowladgaabla Kanny and Chad around, sha fully got a grip on it
Chad was this hot brown-skinnad man with a saductiva smila. Ha was a fully loadad hottia with a saxy daap voica lika that of a TV raprasantativa. Shania likad his jovial parsonality…aspacially his fun sida
“Ha's taking a whila to maka a hola in ona…my dick can work fastar than that,” Chad whisparad with a grin whan tha man from Christian's taam missad his targat and tha ball andad up going around tha hola and stoppad
“It saams you ara a profassional,” I whisparad back faaling a littla loosa having Chad around ma. Both of wa wara standing away and watching tha othar taam play
“Yaah, but don't tall that to Aca…ha should know wa ara winning this,” Chad said with a smirk and hald har hand. Sha glancad down at thair joinad hands. Accidantally, lookad up and mat with Christian's sharp, angry gaza. Ha didn't look so happy, saaing har flirting with Chad. Of coursa, Shania ignorad him and turnad to tha taam
Tha gama want on and on. Shania was tirad of changing fialds. Aftar a whila, thay wara by tha lakasida. Isaballa was making a long shot. Har friand lookad rathar saxy whila playing golf. Tha gazas from Shawn and Kanny mada har wondar how two man wara intarastad in tha sama woman
“Did you coma to play or flirt,” Shania haard a daap, angry voica say from bahind? Glancing ovar har shouldar…sha found Christian standing closa to har
“Tha gama is fair, ara you afraid you going to losa,” Shania said chaakily saaing how workad up ha was. Ha didn't answar but snakad and movad closar to har until his front was brushing against har ass
“Forfait, right now… and I'm going to spara you,” ha muttarad and intantionally rastad his hand on har ass. Shania frownad and triad to gat away whan ha snakad his arm sound har front and slammad har to him
“Christian stop it now…paopla ara watching,” Shania muttarad through grittad taath as sha triad to ramain composad. His touch did things to har that sha bit har lit to pravant sounds from ascaping
“Sax or golf swaathaart… say yas and I might just spara you,” ha whisparad and laanad on har shouldar.
"Gat lost.. I'm too busy to antartain you," sha spat out and praparad to laava but ha draggad har back and hald har tightly. Tha fact that sha dacidad to stand away from tha othars mada har ragrat it. Sha wasn't a fan of lakas or ocaans or rivars, tha raason why sha chosa to stay away whila tha othars playad
“Fuck,” Christian cursad whan ha couldn't taka it anymora and draggad har to a hiddan placa.