My Favorite Foursome

First Street meanders through town like a cholesterol choked artery, with all the congestion and fits and starts of any other larger city’s main drag. By the time it reaches the neighborhood where I live though, it’s a quaint one-way brick boulevard. There’s a great little bar there, where I spend way too much of my time. Some people might say there are several bars there where I spend way too much of my time and I can’t really argue with them. There are a dozen or so little restaurants, bars and bistros dotting the street just blocks away from where I live, but First Bar is clearly my favorite. It’s the first bar you come to after First Street becomes one-way; hence the name I suppose, and I guess it fits pretty well. 

Every year around Labor Day they host a golf tournament: the ‘Open Beer Classic’, they call it. It’s really a drunken scramble where grown men get sloshed and cheat outrageously to win great prizes like golf umbrellas and goofy shirts and hats. Some of these guys are really very creative in their cheating too; amazing what some people will do for a Budweiser towel. Since I’m one of the regulars at First Bar and don’t play, I wouldn’t know a bogey if it bit me on the ass and to me a water hazard is when I let my ice cubes melt, they always ask me to be one of the cart girls. Basically, my job is to drive a cart full of beer around and look pretty, making sure no one goes thirsty. I’m always glad to do the best I can and always have a great time doing it. It’s a blast wearing next to nothing and flirting all day.

This year it was really hot! I mean the fainting kind of hot, and my tee shirt was sticking to me like a slick second skin. Luckily it wasn’t white or you could have seen right through it, but it was still clinging to me enough to tell my bra size and I tied it off just under my breasts to get a little air on my stomach. The guys just loved that as I drove my little cart around and opened beers for them. I’d make sure to splash a little beer here and there as I popped the tops, and I know they were watching my nipples get soaked more than they were watching the fairway. I’d make sure to let some melting ice spill on my tan legs too. It was a hoot watching their reactions when I’d tease my nails through the cold liquid on my thighs as the ice trickled down, then slowly lick it off my fingers as I smiled suggestively. That was always great for tips!

It must have been noonish or so when I came upon my favorite foursome. There was Ricky, a cute cuddly bear of a guy who I flirt with all the time; Randal, a lawyer I like in spite of that since he’s so funny; Mikey, the good looking head bartender at First Bar who makes sure I’m always well taken care of, and; Ginny Diamond, our local weather girl and the prettiest quasi-celebrity in the tournament.

Ginny’s a total hottie in person but much shorter than I would have thought. I guess people just seem taller standing beside continents pointing at happy warm fronts. She has a really wild look in her eyes that you don’t notice watching the news, amused and sexy at the same time. Oddly enough, she was the ‘ringer’ in this group, a great golfer who kept this foursome ‘in the hunt’ as they say, and I didn’t see them cheat once. She played from different tees than the guys and that gave us time to chat, which means we flirted. The tabloids in bigger cities just love this sort of thing but I get the feeling she couldn’t care less about that. She was aggressive as any guy flirting with me and I just loved that! She made sure to tuck her tip inside my shorts and tickled my navel with her nails on the way out. She’d make sure I saw her nipples when she bent over to tee her ball before driving, and made sure I checked her ass out when she was done. And she made sure her partners all got to see it too. She wasn’t shy about it one bit and drove the guys absolutely crazy. She’s a babe who’s definitely into sex and was playing with some very hot guys, so is it any wonder I followed this fun foursome around most of the day?

Oh, I visited with other foursomes all day too, pouring beers and shots, making sure everyone was well lubricated and never went thirsty. It was great fun jiggling here and bouncing there, showing off for the guys and some of the girls too. I made pants a little tighter everywhere I went and had a blast doing it. Watching some of those swings and putts kept me pretty well lubricated most of the day too. But I kept bumping into my favorite foursome all day long. They were always glad to see me, and as the day progressed, it wasn’t just because I had the beer. Sure, that was part of it, but there was a kind of hot, sexy dynamic going on that I’m sure Ginny kept flamed when I wasn’t around, and blazing when I was.

I had to go to the clubhouse a few times to re-stock. It was really very hot and all the golfers were just pounding them down. Kathleen was there, running things in her usual, thoroughly competent vivacious way. Kathleen is curvy as a cartoon, one drawn by an especially gifted and lascivious artist, and she’s just as animated too. There used to be a nipping, frosty tension between us that we’ve since made our peace with. But that’s really more her story than mine, so I should probably let her tell it someday.

Cindy was there too, which was a bit of a surprise. She gets fired at least once a week. She’s still in college and is quite the party girl. You never know whether she’ll show up for work or not and I’ve actually been at the bar when she came in for her schedule and Kathleen told her she was fired that day, and for the next few days too. Once Kathleen told her she was fired but not ‘till after her shift, then she checked the schedule again and changed her mind, making it after the next day’s shift. Cindy just shrugged and smiled, then happily got fired later. She’s a great bartender and we all love her so she always ends up coming back, and getting fired again. I think Cindy’s the one who really makes that schedule, no matter what Kathleen might think. It works out for both of them and everyone is happy.

Dawn was making a rare appearance as well. Without question Dawn is the most stunningly beautiful woman I know. She’s a cheerleader for an NFL team and dances at one of the better ‘gentlemen’s clubs’ in town sometimes. She teaches aerobics some nights too and I had the misfortune to take her class once. I thought she was going to kill me and stuck to less advanced classes after that! She has the facial features Cover Girl throws tons of money at and oozes the kind of charm Hollywood just drools over. Even with all that though, she still has an earthy small-town nature you can’t help admire fondly. 

The girls would stock me up and I’d be off in my little cart again, opening beers and flirting, pouring shots and teasing. I’d make sure no one was dehydrated then look around for my favorite foursome. Once, on one of those really little holes, Ginny asked me to kiss her ball for good luck. They had some contest going on where whoever got closest to the little flag thingy won a prize. The guys all cried foul at that but Ginny just laughed and told them to just shut up. “If she kisses all your balls we’ll be here all day!” When I told them that if anyone got closer than Ginny, I WOULD kiss his balls, they all thought that was much more fair and swung away. They each tried so hard that all their shots went all the way past the green! Ha! I kissed Ginny’s ball softly as she covered me with those wild eyes, and she teed up and just plunked her shot right on the green and it rolled really, really close. The guys just groaned. She laughed and bought everyone shots after that and tucked my tip into my shorts like she always did. This time though, she pulled me a little closer to her and leaned in. “Next time I might have something else for you to kiss,” she whispered as her tongue rolled around my ear and her nails tickled my tummy. 

“Any time you feel lucky!” I winked and waved as I pulled away, hoping for a little wind to cool me down some. Whew! I blew the guys a big kiss on the way by them too. Yep, my favorite foursome! 

Toward late afternoon groups started finishing up and staggering or stumbling in. They only had to fish one cart out of the pond this year, which is an improvement. We cart girls came in one at a time too. I guess maybe we had all picked out favorite foursomes by then. We were just dying for showers but settled for a quick dip in the club pool before changing. We all know each other well and have fun at this every year and gabbed and goofed about this year’s golfers like we always do. There’s a big cook out and award ceremony after the tournament where a hundred or so drunk people mingle and get so much drunker, and we always get a lot of attention at that. It’s really one of the best days of the year!

I bounced around in the crowd looking for my foursome and found the guys together wolfing down hotdogs and drinking beers. They cheered when they saw me, inviting me to join them and I had a few beers with them as they bragged to each other about this shot or that one. I waved to Ginny, who I finally saw not far away. She was standing around drinking with her husband, Jeff and two other really handsome guys who had played in his group today. There were two pretty women with them that I hadn’t seen on the course and assumed were wives or girlfriends of the other two guys. All six seemed like close friends and I picked up flirting with the boys after Ginny waved back. She kept looking our way though, and I swear sometimes they were talking about me. I was sure of it when she told the other two couples something like ‘we’ll let you know’, or something like that, and she and Jeff came over.

The guys cheered again seeing Ginny, and everyone being mostly regulars at First Bar knew Jeff well too. They congratulated him on winning the ‘closest to the pin’ prize; the same silly contest where I kissed Ginny’s ball. I hadn’t paid any attention to who won and apologized to Ginny for not being lucky enough. “Oh, I’m feeling really lucky again,” she laughed and the guys all laughed with her and we had a toast to her luck. Remembering what I told her earlier, I was starting to feel really lucky too!

Ginny and Jeff invited all of us to their place for more drinks and a swim. Just imagine my shock when everyone decided I was the most sober driver in the group! That’s only a little less rare than snow in July. Kathleen would have none of that though. They have a special hook behind the bar just for my car keys on the rare occasion I actually drive to the bar, and they aren’t shy about keeping them either. But Kathleen, in her ‘think of everything’ way already had a plan. She had a minivan and driver ready to take anyone home as long as they didn’t mind waiting. So we waited for our turn and got smashed.

Ginny and Jeff have a lovely home surprisingly close to my place and First Street. There’s actually only a small, woody park separating us and I never realized there was such a pretty neighborhood so near. The guys all trooped downstairs to watch a race or some ball game or do whatever it is foolish men will do before they realize there are two hot, available women around. Ginny and I both laughed at that and went into her cute little kitchen where we mixed up some daiquiris. “Daiquireeeeeeez,” she called them because they were so strong! She popped some soft lights on out back and we went out by their pool.

“How ‘bout that swim?” she asked peeling off her top. Her breasts are just gorgeous, perfectly firm and proportioned for her sexy body, and the dark little ringlets of her hair curled around them and tickled her nipples as she pushed her skirt off too. I said something stupid about not having swimsuits and she just laughed pushing her panties off, stepping out of them. “You’re kidding, right?” She gave me that wild eyed look again and turned, diving in gracefully. She surfaced laughing and splashed me. It was then I realized just how stupid I was being. I hadn’t come here for milk and cookies so why was I being so coy? I knew why I was here; so did she, and I hoped, so too did the guys! This whole long afternoon had been like day-long foreplay for all of us. So I was out of my clothes and splashing naked beside her in no time. We laughed and played around together, swimming and splashing, and very soon were in a corner of the pool, close together kissing passionately as our hands roamed under the water. 

Ginny kissed me like no other woman I’d been with before though. Oh, her kisses were very soft and gentle like other girls’ and much more knowing and familiar than a man’s kisses could ever hope to be. But there was no mistaking it. It was she kissing me, not the other way around. Her wet tongue pushed in and out of my hot mouth at her will not mine, and whenever I tried to do the same, mine was forced out and I’d feel hers sliding in and out of me faster. I’d slip my hands over her naked body under the warm water only to feel them gently pushed aside and then I’d feel hers all over my body, and how I loved that! I leaned against the side of the pool and felt her hot, wet mouth slide up and down my face and neck as she chose, letting her do anything she wanted. Her talented hands moved over and in and out of me slowly and gracefully as I gasped and begged for more, and she kept me just on the edge of cumming while she kissed and nibbled around my hard nipples for what seemed like hours. Her long nails were like lightning and her hot lips the storm, and I whimpered and begged for her to make me cum, to please make me cum! She just chuckled softly and took my hand with a kiss, leading me up some narrow steps out of the water. Her sexy body glistened with water and soft light. 

“Come on,” she whispered. “I’m feeling lucky again. I have something else for you to kiss.” She smiled and her wild eyes turned bright as she led me to a little grassy area where there was a low brick wall draped with fluffy towels. She turned and pulled my hands to her pretty face, kissing them as she leaned against the wall, and I leaned into her as she leaned back. Her lips were still wet as mine from the pool and we both dripped warm water onto the cool grass. That grass was the coolest thing I had felt all day and it was so delicious on my bare feet, but not nearly as delicious as her wet lips. I stepped closer into her, framing her pretty face with my hands as our lips met, parting softly as we let our hot tongues play slowly. I was so thrilled she was finally letting me kiss her, not the other way around. 

She looked positively magical, dripping wet in that soft light, her skin a milky white, her dark curls dripping and spilling over her bare shoulders. I slowly slipped my hands down her sexy neck as we kissed, then lower, gently cupping her perfect breasts, softly pinching her hard nipples as I moved my hot mouth down her chin. She leaned her head back and moaned a little as I licked my way down her neck and my tongue moved slowly down her throat, then played over her breastbone between her shiny globes as I gently pushed them together. My fingers pinched her nipples just a little harder then, and I let my nails dig in a little too as the heat rose between us and I slid my tongue up one hot breast. 

I felt her hands sliding down my back then , pushing warm water out of my long hair. It felt so sexy sliding over my ass and dripping down my legs. Her hands finally came to rest on my bottom and I felt her nails digging in slightly as she pulled my body tightly against hers. My hot tongue circled around her hard nipple and I pulled it gently into my mouth, feeling her moan deep within her chest and I sucked just a little harder as she lifted her leg, placing her delicate bare foot on a little concrete stool close by. 

She lifted her hands off my butt then, and I felt their light weight on my shoulders, then her nails digging into them as I sucked her hard nipple deeper into my wet mouth. I bit gently as I heard her moan again and felt those nails pushing me down. I knew what she wanted me to kiss then. Maybe she had this in mind all day long. I hoped so, I wanted it too, I wanted to kiss her pussy. I snaked my tongue off her nipple and down her breast as both my hands went between her wet thighs. Her gentle pushes became more urgent as my tongue danced down her tight belly and my warm hands spread her legs wider. She arched the foot still in the grass as my tongue tickled around her belly button and moaned again, leaning farther back as I slid it slowly straight down to join my fingers playing around her wet lips. 

Her gentle pushes on my shoulders were becoming more insistent, harder to resist, and the foot she had on the little stool was arched too as all her muscles were tight as string. She was using nearly all her strength to push me down and lift her wet pussy to my hot mouth. “Kiss it, Jamie!” she moaned. I smiled up at her and went fully to my knees then, kissing and licking her tight, damp thighs as my long nails slid up and down her dripping pussy. I blew gently on her wet lips as my nails inched slowly up, tickling my way to her hard clit, pulling her more open. I blew just the slightest bit harder as my nails circled her clit and began sliding around slowly. I was giving her a little pay-back for teasing me earlier!

She moaned louder then and dropped her weight from the balls of her feet, flattening them in the grass and on the little stool. That pushed her hard clit right between my puckered lips and she moaned even louder. Oh, that clever bitch! She gasped when I pulled her clit between my lips and pushed a finger of each hand inside her dripping pussy. I sucked her clit gently between my teeth and tongue as I slipped two more fingers inside her, opening and closing them quickly. She gasped and panted as her hands twisted in my hair, pulling me even harder onto her raging clit. I slipped my right hand out of her then, and gently teased those wet fingers to her tight little ass. Sucking her clit harder, I let my tongue push inside her pussy as I held her open with my other fingers. Gawd! She was so dripping wet! Her sweet juices were covering my lips and tongue and I sucked at her pussy faster, gently easing one wet finger into her tight asshole and pushing my tongue deeper into her hot, dripping pussy.

She screamed out loud then and I pushed my tongue in and out of her faster. I let my top lip slide up and down on her clit as I fucked my tongue deeper in and out of her pussy. It turned me on so much when I eased another finger into her tight ass and she started yelling for me to fuck her ass, to eat her pussy! She slid her hips up and down on me faster and faster and my fingers flew inside her ass while my lip slid over her clit and my tongue fucked her pussy deeper and deeper. Her sweet juices were flowing freely into my hot mouth and I swallowed happily, pulling them out with my moving tongue. She was moaning and gasping without control and her body moved up and down in spasms. I could feel her orgasm begin and licked and sucked at her pussy and moaned around her clit. I pushed my fingers in and out of her ass faster as she came in my mouth and I sucked and swallowed her sweet juices greedily as she kept screaming my name louder and louder. Her body shook and quaked as she came and came. Her legs were trembling and I pushed my tongue deeper into her pussy for more of her sweet cum. I felt so sexy, making her cum for me like this and kept licking, sucking, and swallowing, fucking her ass with my fingers and I kept her cumming and cumming for me while she moaned! 

She finally collapsed against the little wall and slowly slid down the towels there as I gently pulled my fingers out of her. She had a glazed look in her wild eyes now as she sat in the cool grass and her breasts heaved up and down as she tried to catch her breath. I kissed my way up her body, slowly placing my lips fully on her hot skin, and made my way up to her pretty face where I shared her sweet juices with her as I kissed her wet, open mouth. We kissed together until her breath finally became manageable and then we leaned side by side against the little wall, enjoying the cool grass and soft light.