Ah! The small-town Country Club in Colorado on Saturday night! I walked in and gazed around. All the woman members dressed to kill and their husbands fat and happy at the bar discussing golf. Everyone was happy and relaxed.
All except Kay. Her arms crossed over her nice bosom Standing in front of Jodie, her estranged husband, seated at the end of the bar with a smirk on his face.
You had to get close to hear the heated exchange between them. Money as usual. He had it and would not agree to the settlement pending. The lawyers are probably making a killing off these two. They had money.
Now Kay was the club president and looked every bit the position. Medium tall with strawberry-blonde shoulder-length hair, framing a beautiful face. But wait! Her shimmering, mid-thigh green dress covered her amazing body. The dress was strapless and under her arms, barely supporting her sexy chest, say an easy 34C cup with pencil eraser nips that she was trying to cover in her irritation with Jodie.
It was easily noticeable that she was braless and possibly pantie-less, or she had on a tiny thong as her apple-shaped mons swelled ever so nicely under her tits without a wrinkle anywhere on her stunning body. Members were sneaking looks and inhaling deeply at our charming president. Their wives pretended not to notice as Kay made it plain to her friends, she was dressing up to piss off Jodie. It was working.
I am the drone in the club. Never married, approaching forty, tall with the same physique I had in college and available. Tonight, I was wearing docker shorts and a button-down dress shirt with the top buttons open. I thought I looked good.
So, I had no problem wandering up to the bar and ordering my usual. Fred, the bar manager smiled, filled my glass and rolled his eyes at the arguing estranged pair. I heard Jodie.
“Why do you dress up in that skimpy outfit at the club for Christ’s sake?” He was stewed.
“Look around Jodie, every woman is dressed nicely! It’s Saturday night, where else can we dress up nicely?” Kay was pissed.
“Dressed nicely? You call that nice? Y’all look like sluts!” Jodie said to the room. Quietly heads turned, mine especially. And several older members ushered heir wives to the door.
“Jodie, you need to go home and sleep before someone takes major offense! Namely me.” I had heard enough. “These women are mine AND your friends, so pip down or I’ll take you home myself!” I think I got in his space and puffed up my chest.
“Jack, please don’t interfere,” Kay quietly said, I paid no attention.
“What’s it gonna be, Jodie?” I asked in a low voice.
“Aw fuck y’all!” He said raising up off the stool. “I’m outa here! Fred, get me an Uber, I don’t need this shit!”
In a moment, Jodie was out the door, gone to await his transport, probably to another bar.
The room quickly returned to normal. Several members nodded at me and most of the ladies smiling in my direction.
“You didn’t have to do that! But thanks! I could handle it.” Kay touched my hand, Ooh! I got a thrill between my legs from that. “Fred, give me a vodka and water to settle my nerves.” [read more](https://realsexstoriesx.blogspot.com/2021/01/seducing-kay-at-country-club-kay-gets.html)
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