Golf as a game of seduction.

Everly spent the front nine getting to know Ken Asher and working on developing a rapport with him. Everly was actually a very good caddy. She'd been doing it long enough. She used to carry clubs for her Daddy back when she was still very little. Chet likewise knew his role as a caddy well. His advice for club selection and tips on how to approach certain greens were on the same level as Everlys, if a touch too aggressive for some of the courses players. Everly knew she'd have to bring out the big guns if she wanted to take Mr Asher away from Chet. The back nine is where she changed her tactics.

"Everly, what do you suggest for this approach here?" Ken asked as he placed the ball on the tee at the tenth.

The tenth was a nice medium length fairway that spread wide to give plenty of room for error if Ken sliced the ball. It was short enough that it could be done in pair with an iron too. Everly suggested something else though.

"Well Ken, you know I just love a nice big wood in my hands," she said, her words dripping in suggestive double meaning.

"Um, okay. Pass me the two wood then please dear."

Everly took the club out of Ken's bag and removed the sock cover for him. When she passed it to him and murmured, "mmm so big," she saw him blink and do a quick double take as she skipped back over the golf cart.

Ken's drive was thankfully long and straight and following it up he birdied the hole.

Flushed with his success, Ken raved on the drive to the next hole that it was his first birdie on that hole and that last week he'd boogied it while playing with friends. Everly turned it up a notch at the next hole but telling Ken, "Wow! you have such incredible length," after he drove, all the while staring at his crotch. A par followed and Everly climbed into the buggy and slide herself next to Ken so that their hips and legs were in contact with each other. Everly knew she was reeling him in when Ken slide his hand onto the bare skin at the knee while they drove. By this point, she was freely bending over for Ken, showing him her pure white panties each time she retrieved his ball for him from the hole.

On the sixteenth green when Ken sunk a long put Everly came over to him, "you know I always have trouble here. Do you mind if I have a quick go?"

"Sure," Ken said, having been pretty much wrapped around her little finger.

Everly fetched the ball and then set it up where Ken had putted from. She deliberately kept her posture all wrong and shot about ten centimetres wide of the pin.

"Oooh guess I just keep shaving the hole," she flirted.

"Ahh see I think I know what you're doing wrong," Ken offered as he hurried over to grab the ball for Everly this time. "It's all in the way your standing," Ken offered as he stepped in behind Everly, his arms going around hers to hold the putter with her.

Trapped in her web, Everly relaxed her stance and pushed her bum back into Ken's crotch.

"I think I get what you mean," she said as she began to swap her hips, not in the least bit surprised to feel him getting hard against her young teenage bum.

This time Everly shot true and as the ball when in the hole she whispered back at Ken, "I don't think I'm used to such a stiff shaft."

Ken Asher's cheeks were flushed red as he waited for Everly back at the cart. Coming to the driver side which Ken occupied, Everly stepped over and sat herself down on his lap. He let out a groan and took ahold of Everly's hips, bringing her back and down, grinding her against his very stiff cock.

"Mind if I drive now?" Everly asked as she took off. Instead of going to the seventeen though, Everly diverted them down a maintenance track that leads away into some heavy bush. Well back from where any other players might go.

Coming to a stop, Everly put the footbrake into lock before turning herself around and straddling Mr Asher's waist on the soft cushioned seat of the buggy. Grinding her pelvis against his bulge harder and more urgently.