Fore! Play.

Dinner was over, the wine was drunk, now all that was left was to unwrap the goodies. She gasped when he pulled it out to surprise her.

"Oh, darling, it's immense!"

His ego wasn't the only thing swelling. Scwing! He kissed her cheek.

"Happy birthday, baby."

She bent her head closer to get a better look, puckering her lips in anticipation. Her earrings shimmered in the candlelight; he let his hand gently brush her hair away from her face.

"I've always had enormous luck with it. I hope you like it."

"It's so big. I don't know if I can handle it."

He laughed gently.

"It might be longer than you're used to, but I don't think you should have any trouble. Why don't you hold it?"

She blushed slightly, trying to contain her excitement. She gently placed her hand around the shaft, letting her fingers wrap around the thick pole. He smiled, and leaned his head back on the couch, enjoying the effect. Once again she let her face get within inches of its head, studying it with great intent.

"So you've had good results with it?"

"Definitely. I always manage to get in the hole with this bad boy."

A haughty look enveloped her face. She playfully positioned herself on his lap, biting his ear as she snuggled close.

"I love you darling, but with this new wood I'm going to kick your ass on the golf course."