God knows she wanted sex. Chronological age be damned. She had wandered in a sexual desert since Frank's death. Almost ten years without a man. The po...sibility of being a surrogate for Kenneth's wife pulled at her body like a magnet. Would Donna actually, not only agree to such an arrangement, but also sanction and promote it? More fundamentally, was she, Wendy, up to it?She went to the supermarket. Came home and put the groceries up. Made herself a sandwich, watched the news and managed to. " he whispers. I smile and nod with a twinkle in my eyes. He leans forward and spreads my lips apart, rubbing the oil into them. I sigh with lust and bend my knees and spread apart my legs further. He's been torturing me with his touch for almost 30 minutes and I am ready for him. He gently circles my clit with his thumb while pressing two fingers inside me in sync with the music's beat. My heart is beating furiously in my chest and my breath comes in pants as he thrusts his fingers deep. I'm so excited I feel you must know it, and see it. As slowly and as quietly as I can, I slide the blanket off of me until I am open to you. I can hear breathing, but I don't know if it's just me, but I don't think it is. I can sense you move slightly closer. I'm not sure, but I think I can just barely see a certain look in your eyes. My heart is pounding as I think I can see the shadow of your hand reaching out to touch me. To hold me. I am throbbing as I sense the moment is near. A noise. The mom, she introduced herself as Gloria, told me the two daughters Deb and Donna were infatuated with my caddie Mike. They’d seen him on television and wanted to check him out in person. His good looks always seemed to draw the hot chicks both young and old. Smiling at me she also told me she had the hots for me.Soon Mike and I were both walking the rope line as we played, talking and getting to know them a bit better. As we waited to play to the green of the par five f******nth, Mike told me.