
I blinked twice, a little startled at the brunette sitting in my golf cart, but not concerned.
“I think you have the wrong cart, I’m supposed to be with Lexi today.” I said.
The brunette giggled, shook her tits a little, the adjusted her sunglasses before replying, “Lexi called in sick today, so you get me! I’m Daisy!”
I smiled and sat down, then snaked my arm around her waist and pulled her closer, “Well that you certainly are.” I replied and then headed off to the driving range.
Daisy laughed at all my stupid jokes, gave me a blowjob on the three tee block, wrapped her tits around my dick on the seventh fairway, let me fuck her pussy beside the 12 green, and finally squealed like a stuck pig on the nineteenth hole when I used the last of her holes.
She hung around while I had a drink on the patio, and we finally parted ways when I went into the pro shop one last time to book a round later in the week.
I watched her ass sway as she headed towards the change room, then turned and walked up to the counter with a smile.
“Hey Gary, you got a recommendation slip and a pen I can use?”
Gary smiled and nodded, “Sure do… was that Daisy you were with?” he asked.
I nodded and started jotting down a few notes.
“She’s new, but I’ve received a few recommendation slips on her.” Gary continued.
I finished up and handed back the pen to Gary, “I’m sure you have.” I said and then walked over to the recommendation box and slipped the paper inside.
“See you next time.” I said and waved goodbye to Gary, and then pulled out my scorecard from my pocket and frowned.
I’d shot 8 strokes over my average, a terrible score to say the least, but I was sure the recommendation to tone down Daisy’s over eager sex drive would take care of that.
It was a common problem with new caddies at the course, the new ones often were too eager to please and needed to be reigned back in a little so the golfers could keep focused on something other than their bouncing tits and shaking asses.
I chuckled a little to myself, it wasn’t a problem I ever expected to have on the golf course, but I could live with it.
