Unexpected Guests

Instinctively Amy covered her chest with her arms. It felt odd hiding her bra like that. It wasn’t like she was walking around topless, or like Tiff was in nothing but her underwear, but she still felt very exposed being caught by the two newcomers.

Out of the shadows had walked two girls, both of whom Amy instantly recognized, and the taller of the two was exactly the person she hadn’t hoped to see that night.

“Bridget! Zoe! How wonderful to see you all tonight.” Clay said with a huge smile and a laugh. Bridget was just as tall as Tiff was, but had a much curvier figure. Even in her work outfit she managed to look stunning a feat Amy didn’t think was possible. Next to her was Zoe. Amy had only spoken to the small brunette a few times but had liked her. She had just graduated from a school in Florida and was working at the club as a Tennis Pro for the summer before she started some internship in town in the fall.

“What are you two doing out here?” Carson asked.

“We should ask you the same question.” Bridget said with a wicked smile.

“I mean it’s pretty obvious what y’all are doing.” Zoe said with a laugh. “We were drinking a bit after Bridget closed down the restaurant.” She continued holding up a half drunk bottle of tequila, “When we were walking back to our cars we saw that the course lights were still on and you guys were still parked. Figured we’d say hello. Didn’t realize this club was clothing optional after dark.”

Amy was still too shocked to speak. Even if she wasn’t she wouldn’t know what to say. She just wanted to know what Bridget and Zoe were about to do after catching them.

“Well don’t let us stop you from having a good time.” Bridget said, taking a step back from the 9th hole and grabbing the bottle of tequila from Zoe. “We will just be back here watching from the gallery.”

“It’s a players only tournament.” Tiff said, standing defiantly not covering herself at all.

“Oh I’ll play. Looks like fun.” Zoe said with a laugh.

“Yeah why not.” Bridget replied. “Can’t be worse than you Tiff.” She teased.

“Perfect! You can join us for the back 9!” Clay said. “We will finish this hole and then catch you both up on the rules.”

Amy waited for one of the others to interject. To say “Hell No Get the fuck out of here” to Bridget and Zoe, but no one did.

“Well Tiff. I think you’re first.” Was all the Redhead could think to say.