“Hi! You must be David?” the blonde with the massive rack asked with a smile as I stepped onto the practice green.
“That would be me.” I replied with a giant smile.
“Perfect, I’m Tracy.” she responded as she walked over and came right up to me, giving me a kiss on the cheek and making sure to push her tits against my chest.
She took a step back and swayed in place a little, “So, what can I help you with today?” she asked.
“It’s my putting… it’s just terrible. I think I have the yips.” I replied.
Tracy pouted and tsk’d, “Oh don’t worry, I’m an expert on balls and holes. giggle” she replied and pushed her tongue into her cheek a little.
I nodded and we got started on our lesson.
Tracy was a new addition to the club, a “retired” professional, she’d been hired over the winter and I’d heard only great things about her lessons since the season had started from the other members.
She took me through some drills and talked about how to aim my putts, but honestly I was putting fine, the distraction she provided took my mind of my putting problems all together.
“You’re putting great! You didn’t really need a lesson did you?” she asked accusingly with a smirk and unbuttoned the last two clasps on her shirt exposing her cleavage.
The she stepped up close to me, leaned in, grabbed my crotch and whispered into my ear, “You know, I think it’s time I got to play with some balls…”
I just grunted and let her lead me back to the clubhouse where her office was, she closed the door behind us and we both got naked in no time.
True to her word, she was down on her knees and wrapping her lips around my balls in no time.
I let out a groan and let my head tilt backwards, closing my eyes, and just let her go to work. She sucked and licked for a while, before taking my hard shaft into her mouth and sucking it all the way into her throat.
I opened my eyes and looked down at her, her eyes were filled with joy, her nipples were hard, and her finger on her free hand were rubbing her pussy furiously.
I looked back up and over her desk behind us, to the large framed poster behind it. It was clearly Tracy, but from her time on the pro circuit. Her hair was shorter, her lips thinner, her tits almost nonexistent, and she dressed in modest attire.
At the bottom of the poster was some text, “Tracy Evans, voted most promising new player on tour, 2017.”
I didn’t know what had gone wrong in her career, but I could definitely say that she’d be getting voted best new golf coach at the club this year.
