drink. She could barely sit on the bar stool.
Catch looked at her, but she was so drunk that she didn't recognize him. He looked around the pool for Corson but he was nowhere in sight.
'You big, beautiful stud,' Amy was saying thickly, 'I want to suck your cock.'
'Please ma'am,' replied the embarrassed bartender.
'Don't you please, ma'am me! I'm a member of this club! My husband is one of the owners! I said, I WANT TO SUCK YOUR COCK!'
'You can suck mine, lady.'
'And mine.'
'Mine, too.'
Three members of the Texas Longhorns spoke up, all in bathing trunks with rapidly expanding erections.
Amy looked at them through a drunken haze. 'You're on, boys.'
With that she staggered to a space in the pivot hedge and signaled for the three football players to follow her.
On the other side of the bushes, Amy fell to her knees and one of the football players pushed down his swim trunks and waved his cock and balls in front of her face.
'Let's see the rest of you,' she garbled.
The other two took off their trunks and the three of them stood around her massaging their pricks. Amy selected the largest one and began sucking on it.
'Oh do it, baby,' the football player groaned.
While she was sucking the middle football player she reached out her arms and grabbed the other two cocks and began jerking on them.
'Maybe she can take two at once,' said the one on the left.
'How about three at once?' said the one on the right.
The two men moved in closer to their friend. Amy opened her mouth as wide as she could and…
'Have you seen my wife, Callahan?' a red-faced Corson asked.
'She went that away,' replied Catch, languidly, and pointed toward the bushes.
Corson went through the pivot hedges and there was a commotion on the other side.
'Catch, you shouldn't have done that,' said Starlyn.
'Corson's got a few licks coming from me. What do I care if it's his wife who's doing the licking.'
Corson burst through the hedge dragging his wife behind him. Her face was as red as if it had been slapped. The three football players with smirking grins on their faces returned to the party.
'I've got an idea,' said Catch. 'Have you seen the golf course yet?'
'Not at night.'
'Then come with me. I have a special reason for wanting to go there.'
Catch and Starlyn walked hand and hand over the soft carpet of grass. Catch guided her to the giant tree where he had had his first sexual experience. He stopped, leaned against the tree and smiled benignly as he recalled the incident.
'Why here, Catch?'
'This place has special meaning for me.'
He held out his hands and Starlyn went to them. He wrapped his arms around her and held her close. He started to pull her down to the ground.
'Your white suit. It will get stained.'
'Then I'll take it off.'
'Here Catch?'
'Yes, here.'
'I don't understand.'
'It's my own private form of exorcism.'
Starlyn kicked off her shoes and wiggled her toes in the soft grass. Catch ran the tips of his fingers lightly across her cheek, then she took his hand in hers and softly kissed his fingers, taking them one by one into her mouth and sucking on them.
Catch opened his mouth and covered her lips. His tongue parted her lips and he slid it inside to find hers. Starlyn responded by rubbing her tongue against his, sliding it out of her mouth and into his, touching and exploring. They had to break apart to breathe. Their faces were shiny with one another's saliva.
Then slowly, silently, they undressed, slipped to the ground and became part of the landscape.
