Mini Golf with Winter

Saturday Night rolled around quicker than he thought. Before he knew it, he was waiting for Winter in the East Hall Common Room.

She came down the staircase looking lovely as usual, her make up done up nicely. Winter wore black yoga pants and a white t-shirt with a large blue Nike tick on it. Her cleavage wasn’t clear today but the outline of her massive breasts pressed against that white t-shirt still were.

“Hey Mark,” she called out, as she approached him.

Winter gave him a tight hug, her covered big breasts squeezing against him. “Come on then, let’s go play some golf,” she said smiling.

Mark drove them to the closest mini golf course he could find on google maps. It appeared to be a family popular one, both inside and outside courses, the outside one reminding him a little bit of one he saw in the film Happy Gilmore.

They decided to do the inside course instead considering how busy the outside one was.

“What a nightmare being out there would be,” said Winter as they made their way inside to the first hole. “I hate kids.”

They both laughed, “I feel you, of course I want some of my own some day but little kids that I don’t know, so annoying.”

“The crying, the screaming, the running around, glad I’m not a teenage mother.”

The inside course still had others using it but it was certainly a lot less busier which gave them plenty of space and room at each hole.

The two breezed through the first few holes before catching up to anyone. Mark admired just the simple things like the way she laughed when completely fucking up a shot. She sure was hot but that was no way to describe her putting abilities. Genuinely horrible.

As they reached the forth hole, they noticed it was being occupied by a group of four older people. Unfortunately all taking their time.

The polite thing to do would have been to let Mark and Winter skip ahead since they were naturally going to be a lot quicker which just two of them. However, they paid no attention to the two college kids behind them.

Winter rolled her eyes, leaning on her mini golf putter. “You’ve got to be kidding me, they’re going to be here all night,” she muttered to Mark.

“What do we do? Just wait?”

Winter started looking around the inside area. It was fairly dark in here with the actual course lit up in fluro lights. She noticed a little castle sculpture to the side of the course. It had a small staircase up to the top which allowed for a wide view of the holes in from of them.

“Come with me,” she said, dragging Mark up the stairs.