Jane is a sexy silver haired single woman in her early 60s that has a busy social and sex life. She has good luck picking up men with her plump breasts, wide hips, and a waist that cuts inward between. She has snagged men at her gated community's pickleball club, she has picked up several men on the beach working on her bikini-lined tan, but her favorite place to find men to fuck is her co-ed golf league. The men there are easy, young, and there's a chance to get them alone for hours at a time. Today was the beginning of a new summer golf league and Jane was excited to see how many strokes she took on and off the course. The story begins with Jane driving up to the golf course. She is reminiscing on her successful previous sexual exploits at her local pickleball club and during the Spring Golf Tournament where she ended up fucking the winner- a sweet unnamed prize. Jane walks through her checklist: check-in with the front desk for her round and pairing, get warmed up at the driving range, get a cocktail at the bar, and load up her golf cart in preparation for her round. Today, she is paired with her golf bestie, Margo, who enjoys, encourages, and enables Jane's adventures. Margo is divorced in her early 50s. Margo is pretty, but can't seem to seal the deal like Jane can thus lives vicariously through Jane. With them are college sweethearts Derek and Brittany. Derek is a 28 year old dark haired college athlete who is playing in the golf summer league for fun. His girlfriend Brittany is a gorgeous blonde with supple breasts. She considers herself Derek's arm candy and is self-absorbed. Brittany only agreed to be Derek's playing partner as long as he bought her cute pink outfits and matching equipment. Today's round starts off like any other, but the sparks start to fly when it gets competitive between Jane and Derek. Jane decides that stealing Derek from his girlfriend would be the perfect way to start her summer.

Chapter 3: Chapter 3

The eighth hole is where Jane was going to make her move. Brittany sat silently fuming in the golf cart next to Derek during the seventh hole. She was fully checked out and the exhaustion on Derek's face was showing. Brittany's vanity golf was on full display. Derek deserved better and Jane had a unique way of giving sexy men a boost of confidence. Deep down, she enjoyed being compared to other women. Jane took a level of pride in her craft after so many erotic encounters.

The eighth hole was a long par five surrounded by dense trees on the right, the usual spot for the weekend hacker to lose their drive. The group pulled up to the tee box under the shade of a mature oak tree and set their parking brakes.

"I'm fine!" Brittany said aggressively as Derek stopped the golf cart.

"I just want you to have a good time," Derek replied weakly.

"I'm having fun," Brittany spat back.

Derek took a big sigh and climbed out of the cart. He walked around to his bag, pulled out his driver, and solemnly walked onto the tee box.

Brittany sat with her anger in the cart, not making any move to get ready to tee off.

"I have an idea," Jane said elbowing Margo.

"Here we go again," Margo droned. "What do you need me to do?"

"Just buy me 5 minutes," Jane replied with a gleam in her eye.

Derek was getting into position to tee off, so the group quieted out of respect.

WACK!

"Fuck!" Derek yelled. His ball shot off the club face heading right and spinning more right- the classic slice. His ball vanished into the trees.

"Perfect," Jane said more to herself than anyone. She jumped out of the cart and quickly grabbed her driver. Brittany was still in her cart, angry, and Margo was just beginning to move.

Jane walked up to the tee box, got herself into position to hit, and at the last minute, rolled her wrists open leaving her club face wide open.

WACK!

Jane's ball sailed along a similar path as Derek's- heading right into the trees.

"Looks like I'm following your lead," Jane said playfully as she stepped aside for Margo's turn.

Margo teed her ball and took no time hitting a low drive down the middle of the fairway. During Jane and Margo's turn, Brittany had begrudgingly joined the group and slumped as she set up her ball. Jane held her breath as Brittany took her shot. She needed a little luck as much as Brittany did. Brittany's ball flew high and to the left. The wind helped it spin out far into another fairway.

"Damnit," Brittany said under her breath.

"Perfect," thought Jane. "Hey Margo, I've got to go search for my ball in the trees. I'm going to take a couple clubs with me. Why don't I meet you in the fairway after I've played out? It may take a minute. to find."

"Yeah, sure thing," Margo replied as she sat into the driver's seat of their cart.

Jane walked around the cart, pulled two clubs from her bag and then started walking towards the woods where her ball, and Derek's, had gone.

"I sure could go for a cocktail," Jane said to no one in particular. Margo's eyes lit up. That was the code. Jane was about to make a move on Derek- with his girlfriend nearby! Thoughts raced through her mind. Technically Jane only had three minutes to look for her ball before it has to be declared lost. What on Earth did she have planned?

The group split up. Brittany and Margo dropped off Jane and Derek approximately where their golf balls had entered the woods. Once clear of the carts, Margo and Brittany drove drove away, leaving the two trekking into dense trees.

Jane started a three minute stopwatch in her mind. She had to move quickly. After checking behind her to be sure that they couldn't be seen from the fairway, Jane put her hand on Derek's muscular arm.