Hole 4

“It’s a good thing I’ve already taken my shoes and socks off.” Tiff joked as her ball rolled into the small pool of water that was the biggest feature of hole 4.

Carson and Amy had avoided the water and were set up for another good finish to this hole. Clay though had joined Tiff in the water hazard.

“I don’t know what you’re thinking but I’m gonna take the stroke penalty.” Clay said as he pulled his ball out of the water. “Shooting three” he said as he putted his black ball forward, sending it bouncing off the bricks and landing within a foot of the hole.

Clay finished up for a 4 and Carson who’s shot was in the way of Amy’s tapped in for 2. Amy went next and groaned as she putted just short of the cup, but easily finished up for a 3.

Tiff then waded into the small pool. The water was only ankle deep and in theory she could chip the ball out of the water to save the stroke penalty. Which she managed to do… only to send the ball sailing into a bush past the hole. In the process she splashed herself with water. Her white polo now clung to her body.

“Don’t say a word.” She pointed the club menacingly at the two boys who, despite some small chuckles, said nothing.

Tiff bent into the bush to retrieve her ball. In the process she revealed her backside to the group as her shirt rode up.

“Alright, say it.” She said turning back to the course.

Neither of the two guys spoke so Amy took it upon herself to tease her best friend.

“Wearing a thong to work tonight? Someone might think you were intending to show off.” The two guys laughed as the brunette set her ball up to shoot.

“Yeah yeah laugh it up Red.” Tiff said as she focused on her shot. “I can’t wait till we find out what pair of granny panties you chose today.”

The best Tiff could do would be tying Clay at 4 making them both strip as she shot. That wasn’t in the cards though as her shot stopped about 18” from the hole. Lucky for her she made the putt for 5. Unluckily it meant she had to lose another article of clothing.

“Stupid shirts wet now anyways.” She said as she pulled the polo off over her head. Clay let out a teasing wolf whistle as she dropped the shirt to the ground.

“Matching set. Definitely planned on showing off.” Carson teased. Tiff was in fact wearing a matching black lace bra and thong. Her tits were on the smaller side. B’s. She had a very toned and athletic body that Amy had always been slightly jealous of. She knew both the boys we’re looking too which only increased the jealousy.

The group made their way to the next hole with a lot on the line for Tiff. She couldn’t afford to lose again.