Any golf players?

[Snowbunnie12]

Been chatting with a few of you and been enjoying sharing stories of my first job at a country club I used to work at. What a trip down memory lane. Any golfers out there?

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[13Fantasies]

Been chatting with a few of you and been enjoying sharing stories of my first job at a country club I used to work at. What a trip down memory lane. Any golfers out there?

If you Decide to PM please be respectful, introduce yourself and compose at least a paragraph

Thank you

I'm guessing mini golf isn't an appropriate response?

 

[Snowbunnie12]

It all started when I wanted to share the first time I flashed anyone...

Well... my first time was senior year in high school (yes I was 18...ish) and worked at a local country club, this was Early 2000s... I would work the beer cart on the weekend and drive around the links selling beer to all the members, rich older men with nice cars and big houses. I quickly found out that when I wore a push up bra or a short skirt/short shorts I got way better tips. I was flirty with them and played the part to take there money showing a little more than I should have been. One of the regulars on a slow day on the back nine handed me $20 dollars for a tip and asked if he could see “a little more”... I looked around and no one was around. The closest was a few wholes behind and no one in front as I drive the course... I went for it and pulled up my shirt to let him see and quickly put it back down. Than i drove off. The only ones that ever inquired was him, his golf partner and the two gentlemen they played with so that was the pack. I never did it with any other member and we never talked about it off the course. A good day from him and his friends alone I would get $50-100 dollars stoping by with refreshments a few times during their rounds. they were all very wealthy (membership dues were I think $10k a year) drove nice cars etc, they were mid forties to early sixties. They usually played in their group of four during the afternoon when it was hot so the course had a quicker pace of play. Our uniform was simple. It was a white pleated skirt or white shorts with our clubs crest on a fitted polo. I flashed a few more times for them, the second time was a joke on the pair he was playing against. As he walked up to by a beer he said “hey can you do something for me” I inquired and he asked that I flash his friend during his backswing, I oblidge and thought it was funny as he completely missed and hit up a giant divet. That was my introduction to his friends. I got comfortable with them, they were a lot of fun! I was playful and they enjoyed this little cart bunny coming on her rounds. I just started having fun with it. I would give hugs and kiss them on the cheek like we were old friends. I called them daddy for fun on occasion. I took it a little further than that but nothing crazy ;-) I worked there for two summers and have lots more experiences I can remember

 

[Hyacinthus151]

I always wondered about some of the cart girls and how much fun they had on the course. Great story, can’t wait to hear more. Our company used to host a golf tournament and the beer cart ladies were from the office. They would get tanked delivering drinks. Came to an end when they crashed the cart one year.

 

[TorontoShane]

It all started when I wanted to share the first time I flashed anyone...

Well... my first time was senior year in high school (yes I was 18...ish) and worked at a local country club, this was the late 90s... I would work the beer cart on the weekend and drive around the links selling beer to all the members, rich older men with nice cars and big houses. I quickly found out that when I wore a push up bra or a short skirt/short shorts I got way better tips. I was flirty with them and played the part to take there money showing a little more than I should have been. One of the regulars on a slow day on the back nine handed me $20 dollars for a tip and asked if he could see “a little more”... I looked around and no one was around. The closest was a few wholes behind and no one in front as I drive the course... I went for it and pulled up my shirt to let him see and quickly put it back down. Than i drove off. The only ones that ever inquired was him and his golf partner and the two gentlemen they played with so that was the pack. I never did it with any other member and we never talked about it off the course. A good day from him and his friends alone I would get $50-100 dollars stoping by with refreshments a few times during their rounds. they were all very wealthy (membership dues were I think $10k a year) drove nice cars etc, they were mid forties to early sixties. They usually played in their group of four during the afternoon when it was hot so the course had a quicker pace of play. Our uniform was simple. It was a white pleated skirt or white shorts with our clubs crest on a fitted polo. I flashed a few more times for them, the second time was a joke on the pair he was playing against. As he walked up to by a beer he said “hey can you do something for me” I inquired and he asked that I flash his friend during his backswing, I oblidge and thought it was funny as he completely missed and hit up a giant divet. That was the introduction to him and his friends. I got comfortable with them, they were a lot of fun! I was playful and they enjoyed this little cart bunny coming on her rounds. I just started having fun with it. I would give hugs and kiss them on the cheek like we were old friends. I called them daddy for fun on occasion. I took it a little further than that but nothing crazy ;-) I worked there for two summers and have lots more experiences I can remember

great story. thanks for sharing, I am a golf addict.

 

[Snowbunnie12]

So many good memories! It was fun it was flirty! I’m trying too put them all in order so it progresses as a story. If I recall correctly I am the one that escalated it a little further... in the club house they had an employee wall that I was on and it had our name age birthday on it whatever. When I came in to punch my ticket there was a Birthday card from them with some “money for college” as one of them put it. It was signed by all of them and really sweet. It was a pretty decent amount for someone my age. I ran into them right outside of the clubhouse and they very professionally wished me a happy birthday and introduced me to their families who were all there for a benefit brunch. I wished them well not mentioning the card or the money, said my goodbyes and started my rounds. I didn’t see them that day and honestly kind of missed their witty banter and warm company. Like any woman that age, over the week I spent almost all of it on clothes. I ran into them the following Saturday late in the afternoon I didn’t even know they were out there. We did our typical cart girl thing and they were all lined up infront of me as they talked, I gave them all there drinks and we small talked for a brief moment. Than one of them asks did I invest the money like they recommend? I told them I want shopping, they all just laughed and made some typical sexist jokes and enquired what I bought. I turned to walk back to my cart knowing they were all watching me and for a split second I flipped the back of my skirt up so they could see my brand new underwear. The laughing immediately stopped. I sat down, said thank you for the birthday presents and drove off.

 

[Jada59]

I used to play and I ran a Pro Shop.

 

[bobb_sledd]

When I was in my teems I worked as a caddie summers and weekends at a country club on Long Island that was very "mobbed up"; straight out of what you'd expect to see on the Soprano's. It wasn't unusual to see a guy with his wife one day and his "niece" the next -- never the 'twain shall meet.

 

[Snowbunnie12]

If I am remembering the time line correctly a few weeks later was our next fun exchange together. I was in a really good mood, better than usual. I rolled right up onto the green 10 yards infront of them in the middle of play. They had this “WTF” look on there faces as I hopped out of the cart and did my best marylin Monroe poses to them as they walked up, I may have shimmied too. They were all smiles now. Being wise asses one of them immediately made a comment of something like “what no skirt?!” And they all chuckled. I had worn the white club short shorts that day and they seemed a little let down. When they all pulled out their cash to pay I turned sideways, cocked my hip and hooked a thumb into my shorts and pulled up the g string waste band and held it out for them to put money in and snapped it back into place. I faced them, shimmied with a bow, and ballet stepped all the way back to my cart.

 

[Snowbunnie12]

My next encounter following Was another benefit going on and it was a couples tournament. My two favorite regulars were each paired up with their spouse and playing together. The course was crowded. The first time I stopped to say hello everything was all business and they called me Ms. and I called them Mr. so and so. I remember one of the wives was a real bitch to me and my player friend looked very embarrassed. I killed her with kindness and tried to win her over being professional the whole time. Their spouses were so terrible that now they had become the last of the pack as everyone played through. I met them again on our signature hole for one final go around when my regular asked if I could snap a few photos of them all together. I said sure and he asked if I could grab his phone from the cart as they start the small climb to the side of the man made waterfall. He shouts his passcode to unlock (was real generic like 1234) I snap a good dozen photos for him and go to put his phone back in his cart. As I get behind the golf bags I unlock his phone again and snap him a couple cute selfies, they are paying no attention to me so I decide to shoot a few up the backside of my skirt and put the phone away. The whole act wasn’t more than 10 seconds. Was probably thinking fuck that wife of yours lol.I wave goodbye until next weekend. Keep in mind we are talking Droid2 phones here people. Wasn’t the last time I unlocked his phone either!

 

[mikendel]

Traveled to Florida for a company golf tournament. Hubby picked out a sex outfit for me to wear. Me and 4 other guys played in our group. 1 co worker and 3 clients. The coworker took me back to my Hotel and we had sex there. The next day met with the clients to watch football and snuck off with one of them. Great golf weekend.

 

[Snowbunnie12]

The next time a saw him he acted as if I never snapped any pictures but I know he must have scene them. He and his friends were in their typical good mood and we had our little exchanges as usual. Today one of them had also in his golf bag a bottle of super premium liquor (some kind of tequila, still tastes terrible) to celebrate a personal achievement or something like that and they only asked for cups which I did not have but I catered to them and returned to the club house to grab them glasses(a big no no, they all new rules and new I broke them on their behalf). I returned and brought them back to the green. They did their toast and asked for me to have one with them. I reminded them I was not 21 but they laughed and said “what you’ve never had a drink?!” I got a devilish grin on my face and said sure and I went for it. They poured another round (probably 2 shots worth in each) and handed me a glass while the one held the bottle and drank from it. they did a toast to me “the best cart girl a guy could ever have” to which I thought was really sweet and we shot it down. I let out this typical girl scream and scruffied my face, they all thought it was hilarious. I came around in just a couple of seconds and out of noware I blurted out “tequila makes my horny”. I froze in an oops moment not knowing what was gonna happen. They didn’t say anything but “you good to drive that cart Ms.!?” And had another good laugh. It was true for some reason tequila does that and within minutes I found my flirtation level on overdrive.

 

[Snowbunnie12]

I did my round and started on another and eventually worked my way back to them now with a good buzz and they were definitely there as well... good combination for trouble lol. I got out and did a run way strut and burst out laughing (I took dance in high school and enjoyed it) They all did too. “You forgot to tip me Sirs” I said or something similar. They could tell what I was getting at by the way I was acting and looking at them. Super flirtatious cheeky grin, hell I probably bit my lip for extra affect. I told them to come by a beer and as I turned around and walked back as they followed me. They circled behind me almost blocking us off from the outside world and than I went for it. I Stuck my ass way out sexy as I could and hooked my thumps into my belt loops and pulled them down to just below my bottom and jiggled it. You could here there heavy breathing as they hadn’t scene something like that in decades. I could here the shuffle of money and felt the first set of fingers brush my skin as some bills were tucked in to the band of my thong (I only wore thongs and g strings then) than another. I straitened and turned now facing them all and pulled up my shorts. I did a curtsy and went on my way.

 

[coffeelover5]

I used to manage the food and beverage for two golf courses. The cart girls would rake in more in tips than in sales. Maybe you worked there at one time. Both were in Texas....

 

[mc253]

Love the cart ladies!

Makes a tough round tolerable! And ladies with a personality , like yours even better! Standing ovation with a golf clap, of course (excuse the pun) for you Ms Snowbunnie!!!!
Living in Maine and watching the golf channel on TV in the midst of the winter is torture at times. Although I am a die hard skier and enjoy winter's gifts, I have never played "winter " golf in a warm climate. Thinking I might incorporate it along with a "spring training" trip.
Go Sox!

 

[Snowbunnie12]

I used to manage the food and beverage for two golf courses. The cart girls would rake in more in tips than in sales. Maybe you worked there at one time. Both were in Texas....

Very very warm...

 

[Snowbunnie12]

That was the day we all kind of had a breakthrough. I would consider us friends within the constraints of i was an employee and they were members. They knew from that point on that I would do more for money. Nothing degrading but I didn’t mind doing it, I thought it was fun and they enjoyed it. The form of tipping became letting them personnaly stuff it into my pocket and I would let their hand linger a little longer than i should have, the hugs became a little longer usually ending with their hand on the small of my back and than slid down to my bum for a brief moment. It was all in good fun and I’d easily get a hundred dollars over the round as their cart girl. The club closed the course for play at the end of October for the season and it would re open in March. I now worked both weekends days as either a valet or server in the clubhouse. Much more formal setting with the exception of valet parking. As a 19 year old not having the slightest clue how to drive a manual it was fun to come across a members Mercedes or Ferrari and be expected to drive it. The club house work and parking cars though however made for many more one on one occasions. And that’s when my first encounter on a more intimate level first happened. It was one of my four and he arrived under the entrance in a very nice car (wich happend to be a manual). I opened the passenger door for his significant other(his wife, the one that was a bitch to me months before),she immediately went inside as it was COLD. I came around to get the driver door and there he was. He opened the door on his own and stepped out. He asked if I knew How to drive and manual and I told him “honestly I have no clue”. He smiled and said he’d show me and held the drivers door open for me and reached across me to fasten my seatbelt and than he hopped into the passenger seat. Before we even started he put his hand on my thigh and started to explain everything. It was pleasant to be in there company again and he walked me through the whole process and I safely made it to the parking lot about a 1000 feet from the front entrance. I had grown infront of them a lot over the summer and he commented on how much of a nice young woman I was becoming and slid his hand a little further up, I snapped my thighs shut and trapped his hand, He looked worried that he had maybe gone a little to far. We made eye contact for a good five seconds and his worry turned to a smile, he could tell I was gonna let him do it. I parted my legs slightly freeing his hand and he undid the snap of my black pants I was wearing. I wasn’t nervous I had gone all the way before many times with my boyfriend but this was different. My heart was racing and he could sense my heavy breathing and he paused with his hand just above my pants on my tummie about to enter. I took both of my hands off the wheel and grabbed his to ease it down into my panties. His hand was big and course nothing like any guy who has ever felt me before. He slid passed my well manacured bush and put his index middle and ring finder directly over the top of my vagina. He started to rub in a circular motion and than he did it, he dipped his middle finger inside of me. There were sparks I swear. He explored me for maybe 30 seconds and than removed his hand and said we should get going or “someone” may think something is going on. We walked back together him smiling and us chatting as if nothing ever happend. Some hours later when I retrieved there vehicle he slipped $50 into my hand when I handed him the key. I winked at him and he smiled. As I closed the door for him I could hear his wife start to nag and he rolled his eyes at me when he started to drive off. I was happy I did that for him. Best part was and my piece of mind his wedding band was all over my private parts... and she would never know

 

[masterslave00]

Oh God, I am member of wrong club...

 

[Arabsemen]

It all started when I wanted to share the first time I flashed anyone...

Some gals I know who a dock bar have a saying, " When the nips are up, the tips are up"

 

[Snowbunnie12]

It all started when I wanted to share the first time I flashed anyone...

Some gals I know who a dock bar have a saying, " When the nips are up, the tips are up"

I made $4 an hour on each 10 hour shift and could pull $200-$400 in tips easy if I was on the refreshment cart. Standard uniform was our fitted polo with club crest. I would wear the most flattering push up bra I could get my hands on underneath. turned my at the time B’s into D’s. The white shorts we wore most of the time were already flattering but I wear them a size smaller always making sure my thong or g string was showing in a highly visible color like bright pink or red or yellow. It was a great way to spend my junior and senior years of highschool. I even went to school with some of these guys children

 

[Snowbunnie12]

The follow up encounter was when the members hosted a party for the staff as a thank you for all the dedication over the previous year(they did it every year) It was a typical “holiday” party with shitty food and bad raffle prizes. The only difference that set it apart was members and staff were able to mingle in a less formal setting, Albeat still very dressy. With all my tip money I was able to buy a nice silky black cocktail dress and some very flattering boco bucci patent leather pumps. I was by far the best dressed of any girl that was a staff member and even better dressed than most of the spouses in there $1000 dresses. I could feel all eyes on me.

 

[Snowbunnie12]

Loves some nice comments to keep me going...

 

[Hyacinthus151]

I love the progression through your cart girl career. It’s a great build up. Can’t wait for the next encounter.

 

[Snowbunnie12]

I love the progression through your cart girl career. It’s a great build up. Can’t wait for the next encounter.

See the problem is at this event I got really drunk under the radar do to my “member friends”. They were sneaking me drinks as “cokes” or “sherly temples” .I remember I got a nice tennis bracelet (the grand prize) as a gift from the 4 in what was an obviously rigged secret Santa on there part. I remember briefly going to the patio to try my first cigar with them and an in poor taste bill and Monica joke being said at my expense. I remember taking my member friends phone from his pocket, going to the bathroom and taking some explicit pictures. I remember when it came time to leave and I needed to drive home one of them stopped me (thank god) Outside before I got in my car. when I went to hand him my key and reached in my pocket I had taken my panties off while snapping pictures and they fell to the ground as I gave him the keys. He picked them up and put them in his pocket. I was dazed and confused and being a gentleman once again he drove me home in my 1992 Nissan about a half mile away. He parked it in my driveway and quickly departed on foot down our driveway. Loved these guys!

 

[Hyacinthus151]

Glad it was a safe environment for you to have some fun in. Sounds like you attracted a lot of attention. Ever find out what happened to those panties? He give them back?