I [M] fucked the cart girl [f]. Again! [str8]

AN: This is the second part, I’d recommend reading part one first.

It had been a couple weeks since I had last seen Emma in person, but we had kept in contact the whole time, texting almost every day, and I even downloaded Snapchat for her. Our conversations were mainly pretty PG; we talked about our days and how we wished we could see each other before Emma went back to college. Every now and then, Emma or I would be in the mood, and our snaps and texts would get very raunchy very quickly. Seeing her incredible body in various states of undressed made me realize how much I missed her.

One night, I was sitting on my couch alone, mindlessly watching baseball, when my phone started to ring. Emma wanted to Facetime. My heart rate quickened as I tried to make myself look a little more presentable than I was.

I answered it and was greeted by Emma’s big smile and bright blue eyes.

“Hey!” Emma said excitedly, “Are you busy? I can call back if you are!”

“No, no. I’m just watching the baseball, nothing important.” I said reassuringly.

I [M] fucked the cart girl [f] [str8]

This took place a few summers ago but I finally got around to writing it out.

I was 26 at the time and had sold my soul to a Fortune 500 company as soon as I finished college. I had moved from the southeast to the Midwest for my job and it was nice to have a fresh start in a new city. This adventure came when my boss offered me a chance to go with him to a client’s golf tournament on the weekend. Golf, booze and a weekend in a hotel on the company dime? What a deal! I drove up to the hotel and checked in Friday night and then meet my boss and the guys from the company at the hotel bar, which meant Friday night was destined to be a mess. All I remember was stumbling into my bed and falling asleep fully clothed.

Golf tournaments start ungodly early and my wake-up call came far too quickly. After jumping in the shower and crushing a coffee from the machine, I set off for the course. As soon as I pulled in the driveway, I realized this would be a special day, mainly because this was by far the nicest course I had and maybe would ever play.