A State of Grace
by Mat Twassel
Copyright© 2021 by Mat Twassel
Fiction Sex Story: Much as he might want to stay home and make love with his lovely wife, he meets his friend for their weekly round of golf. But early in the round, he has second thoughts, and hurries home. Illustrated.
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Mult Fiction Caution Violence .
The bedsheets didn’t quite cover Grace’s pretty bottom. I couldn’t resist. I kissed those sinfully fleshed curves. “Oh, honey,” Grace murmured, twisting sleepily to face me. “You’re leaving?”
I nodded.
A wry smile parted Grace’s lips. “Wouldn’t you rather stay home and make sweet morning love? A slow, sexy, sermon on the mount?”
I frowned.
“Go. Spend your Sunday morning golfing with your buddies. I understand.”
I’m not a good golfer, but warming up on the range with a nine iron, I hit shot after shot dead solid perfect.
“What’s gotten into you?” my friend Steve asked.
“Don’t know,” I replied. “Must be a state of grace.”
It didn’t last. On the first hole I pushed my tee shot, skulled my approach, muffed a chip, and three-putted.
But on the second hole, good fortune returned. My drive striped the fairway’s middle, leaving me nine-iron distance from the green—a shot almost identical to the one I’d nailed time after time on the range. I stood over the ball, gripping the club. The butt end nudged my erection.
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