Everyone had turned in which left just Claire and me slowly finishing off our bottle of red and the suggestion was made for a night cap. There was something in her eye and said sure and she smiled in reply. As we drained the wine she said she wanted to go for a vape and wondered if I would keep her company. I agreed straight away and she liked past me, told me the bar looked like it was shutting and that I should sort out drinks, that I knew where she would be.
She rose from her seat and looked keenly at her slim body, she was in a nice summer dress that showed of her minimal curve. It had a cut that showed up to about her mid thigh and a moderate low cut that showed off her B/C cup cleavage. It was not something that I planned, but I could not deny that watching her leave stirred me.

It turned out the bar was not closing, they were just tidying. I let them know we were after more drinks which was fine and went to catch up with Claire. Briefly I thought I had the wrong place, there was a table round the corner from the terrace. During the day it had been littered with smokers and vapers, not only popular as one of the few places where they could partake, but it also had a cracking view over the gold course. But she was nowhere to be seen, but she must have heard me and said hi, she had been there all the while, its leaning against the wall in shadow.

I realised my heart was racing and she just stood there, compelling me to go to her. As I approached, I could see her dress was lifted her hand between her pale legs. I hesitated but she said, “Come here.”

Close as we were, I was about two foot from her, I could see her pretty clearly. She moved her hand and held her dress up. She blew out a sweet puff of smoke from her mouth. “Well,” She said, “Take care of that for me.” I was near shaking as I extended my hand, palm out and she moved her legs slightly and I cupped her pussy. I gasped realising she was smooth, her skin kind of cool to my warm hand. She moaned at the contact and I drew my hand up, my finger tip slipping between her lips. She was so wet and responded with a long softer moan and I sue day fingers to part her lips, sliding my middle finger in and the slow up to press on her clit. She flinched at this so I repeated the motion, a long slowly stroke of my finger, finding her wetter each time and pressing more and more on her hard clit with each pass.

Her jaw dropped open as I built up a rhythm. She pushed a hand into the top of her dress and she pulled and pawed at her tit then moved to the other. Her other hand suddenly snapped outwards and she grabbed my waist. She gasped and panted, her body and legs tensing as she climaxed.

Her orgasm passed fairly quickly and she leant back to the wall again, her pussy just moving beyond my reach. She pulled on her vape (she had to retrieve the lanyard from over her shoulder).

Her dress dropped back into place and she just stood there, smiling - the only sign that anything had happened. She looked at me.
“So, what’s on your mind?” She asked. “I bet you are hard.” My reply was an honest reaction.

“What the fuck?” I asked, trying to understand what happened to gentle demure Claire from the Team. She just moaned at me, puzzling me even more, but at the same time, I could not deny I was hard, rock hard and feeling so horny. She just looked at me still, her hand lazily in the top of her dress again. “What you want to do, Harry,” she said.

In response I moved forward and grabbed her. Her slim figure felt great in my hands and I quickly shifted my hands around her, and she moved her hand away letting grope her tits. She put her hadn’t on mine encouraging me and so I grabbed harder and faster. She was gasping again but avoided me kissing her. My eager hand went down again, fumbling her dress up (it suddenly moved, she must have pulled it up) and I played my fingers around her smooth skin before pushing two into her. Her pussy felt close on my finger and sopping wet. She yelped a little as I punched her nipple, timing it with my finger working her clit. I could hear my fingers fapping across her wet lips, recognising her gaspy noises from just know, it turned me on so much that she was going to come again.

I pulled back from her, turning her and moving to the side I was behind her. There barely a dress hem covering her bum, her bum bum was barely more than a handful and I smacked and grabbed it. I reached round her, groping her tits through her dress, my other reaching round her and rubbing her wet snatch, grinding my hard bulge into her. I let go of her slightly and used the tit hand to undo my trousers. The thought of a condom flashed through my mind, but I was not giving it any more time than that. I was pleased that she was not either.
“Don’t come in me,” she turned her head to say to me quietly. It took that long only too get my con in hand and to be nudging my top on her wet lips. She bent forward slightly and with the easiest of slips,. I was sunk deep into her. Her pussy was so warm and wet and tight. I swear to god I though Iw as going to blow there and then. I held in place for a while and let the urgency subside. I held her tight in my hands and slowly fucked her. It was no good though, with every tiny move I needed to shoot my load. I even stopped completely and reach round her again, rubbing her clit and groping her tit again, but with each touch she liked it and her clamping pussy on my cock threatened to finish me too.

Thankfully at that moment a golf buggy passed by, security doing a loop. It was distraction enough to calm me down and as soon as the coast was clear I grabbed her hard and fucked her again. Soon she was coming again, I felt her hand under neath, reaching my balls as I banged her, she played them around her pussy too which felt great. Soon I was close to peaking again. She sensed this and pulled forward and I felt the cool air on my wet dick. She stood in front of me pulling on my cock. I could see her smile so clearly this close.
“Still want to kiss me?” She asked. “Of course I told her.”
“Well don’t stop,” she said and swiftly dropped to to her haunches. She steadied herself with her hands on my hips and like that her mouth touched my cock tip. She did not move, just played her lips on me. I heard a kiss more than I felt it and she looked up at me. “Go on,” she said, “And don’t stop.”
 When she turned back to my dick I shifted my knees slightly and my cock went into her mouth. Per her instruction I did not stop, pushing it in and then slowly fucking her face. It did not take long at all to be ready to come as I bounced my hips back and forth. When I started to come she moved with me, keeping me deep in her mouth as I came. I was really huffing and it felt like I shot for ages. My hand resting her head to help with balance as my legs threatened to give out on me,

She stayed there long enough to for me to start to soften and then neatly tucked me back in did my fly back up. She stood and planted her lips to mine. It was so hot, I eagerly rammed my tongue in with hers savouring my flavour. She moaned as we snogged then in less than a minute she was stood there in front of me again: calm and demure Claire smiling sweetly.

“Thanks, Harry.” She said, “I needed that,” and we simply walked back through to the bar. We were the only ones left and enjoyed a couple more drinks before calling it a night.