“Rock, paper, scissors to see who goes first!” Suvi exclaimed as she shifted to get a better view of me.
“We don’t even have to do that. You can go first,” I offered.
“No. I don’t want to go first. I want you to go first,” Suvi whined.
“Fine. I’ll go first. I’ve always been the type of nigga to set the tone.”
Suvi rolled her eyes but allowed the smile to tug at the corners of her mouth. I stood up and grabbed the golf club. I stood in position, retrieved a ball, and lined the club up to swing. I pulled back and used a quick, powerful swing to launch the small golf ball into the air. I hit the ball near the white circle and scored nine points on the board. I finished my turn and smiled at the number of points I’d racked up.
“Good job, baby.” Suvi clapped for me. Even when we were on opposite teams, she was my biggest cheerleader.
“Thanks, beautiful.”
She stood up and walked over to the selection of golf clubs and picked a random one. I chuckled as I watched her stand on the grass area and call for the ball. She had no game plan at all.
“Wait.”
I stood up and walked behind her. I placed my hands on her hips.
“What are you doing?” Suvi asked.
“I’m helping you fix your form. I want this to be a fun competition. If you want a fighting chance, you gon’ let me help you.”
Suvi sighed. “Baby. You not gon’ help me do shit but form a damn puddle in my panties.”
“I got you horny?”
“We asking dumb questions?”
I laughed. “Horny ass. Do you want my help or not?”
“I don’t know what I want right now. I want you to get away, but then again… I don’t want you to leave me alone. I want you to take me to the car and fuck me good, but then…”
“We gon’ get through the game, and I promise you gon’ be in for a treat.”
“Okay, order us another round of drinks. I’ll be done with my turn soon.” Suvi lifted her shoulders and took a few steps in place.
I stepped back to give her space to work. I walked over to the table and called over our waitress. I put in two more orders for drinks and added wings and fries to the tab before I put my eyes back on my wife. I watched her swing the golf club and sent the ball flying. She impressed me. When the ball landed, it fell into the blue hole, and she got a decent score.
She jumped up and down with excitement. However, my eyes were focused on the jiggle of her ass and the bounce of her titties. Suvi wore a tight crop top that stopped above her belly button that had a v neck that showed the perfect amount of cleavage. She also wore a pair of jean shorts that stopped just below her ass cheeks. Her thighs were out and glowing under the light of the booth. My dick thumped with desire. I adjusted myself in my pants as she sauntered over to me.
“Did you see my score?” she asked with excitement.
I nodded. “I saw it. C’mere and show me the little dance you did.”
She tossed her head back with laughter.“We’re a mess.”
“I’m trying to make you make a mess,” I countered.
“You’re going to start something you can’t finish, Blaze.”
“You know I always finish.” I pulled her onto my lap and placed my hands on the curve of her fat, juicy ass. I rubbed the soft material.
“Here are your drinks,” the waitress stated from behind us.
Suvi got off my lap and thanked her before she grabbed her drink and took a sip. I stood up and walked over to her and licked my lips.
“Suvi?”