1000aire
09-25-2008, 03:25 PM
Jack was retired and decided to play golf every
day. Monday morning, he found himself paired with an attractive woman,
Annette, who turned out to be a very good golfer.
They started with a few casual bets, but by the back
nine it was a full-blown competition.
On the 18th green, Annette sank her long birdie putt for
the win. Jack congratulated her and paid off his losses.
Annette asked for a ride home and, on the way, told him,
"You know, Jack, I haven't enjoyed myself so much on the golf course
in a long time. In fact, pull over so I can express my appreciation."
He did, they kissed, and one thing led to another and
soon she gave him the best oral sex he'd ever had.
The next morning they met again on the first tee and
played together again. They had another magnificent day, enjoying each
other's company and playing tight, competitive golf.
Again Annette beat him, but she also showed her
appreciation on the drive home. This went on all week, with Jack
narrowly losing every day; his male ego bruised, but not unhappy.
On Friday's drive home, Jack said, "Annette, you've
been great to be with all this week and tonight I'd like to return the
favor. I made reservations at the best restaurant in town for us and
reserved the penthouse suite at the best hotel. What do you say?"
Annette burst into tears. "I can't!"
"What? Why not?" he asked.
"Because," she sobbed, "I'm in the middle of a sex
change, and the doctor hasn't completed that part of me yet!"
"What?!" Aghast, Jack swerved off the road, screeched
to a stop and cursed madly, overcome with emotion.
"I'm so sorry," says Annette, "You have every right to
be angry with me."
"You bastard!" Jack screamed, his face bright red.
"You cheating bastard! All week long you've been playing off the women's
tees!"
day. Monday morning, he found himself paired with an attractive woman,
Annette, who turned out to be a very good golfer.
They started with a few casual bets, but by the back
nine it was a full-blown competition.
On the 18th green, Annette sank her long birdie putt for
the win. Jack congratulated her and paid off his losses.
Annette asked for a ride home and, on the way, told him,
"You know, Jack, I haven't enjoyed myself so much on the golf course
in a long time. In fact, pull over so I can express my appreciation."
He did, they kissed, and one thing led to another and
soon she gave him the best oral sex he'd ever had.
The next morning they met again on the first tee and
played together again. They had another magnificent day, enjoying each
other's company and playing tight, competitive golf.
Again Annette beat him, but she also showed her
appreciation on the drive home. This went on all week, with Jack
narrowly losing every day; his male ego bruised, but not unhappy.
On Friday's drive home, Jack said, "Annette, you've
been great to be with all this week and tonight I'd like to return the
favor. I made reservations at the best restaurant in town for us and
reserved the penthouse suite at the best hotel. What do you say?"
Annette burst into tears. "I can't!"
"What? Why not?" he asked.
"Because," she sobbed, "I'm in the middle of a sex
change, and the doctor hasn't completed that part of me yet!"
"What?!" Aghast, Jack swerved off the road, screeched
to a stop and cursed madly, overcome with emotion.
"I'm so sorry," says Annette, "You have every right to
be angry with me."
"You bastard!" Jack screamed, his face bright red.
"You cheating bastard! All week long you've been playing off the women's
tees!"
