Free TheDungeon by Velvet

about a size six, aren’t
you?”
    “Yes, how did you know?”
    “I have four sisters of various sizes and buying gifts over
the years has made me a very good judge of women’s proportions. Try it on.”
    Kendall went into the fitting room, changed, and came out to
model for him. She twirled around for effect.
    “Nice. You wear the golfing look well. Now all you need are
shoes.”
    They went over to the selection of shoes and he picked out a
pair of tan-and-white spectator golf shoes. Magnus also rented a set of
Calloway clubs for each of them. Now they were ready to hit the links. Magnus
handed the clerk his credit card.
    “Here,” Kendall pulled out her card and gave it to the
salesman, “take this one instead.”
    “No way, this is my treat,” Magnus said, lightly pushing her
arm away.
    “That’s sweet of you. Thanks so much.”
    “My pleasure.”
    The clerk bagged Kendall’s clothes and they left.
    As they cruised to the first hole in the golf cart, Kendall
was awed by the beauty of the course. It resembled a tropical paradise with
pearl-white sand traps, and serene ponds dotting the emerald-green manicured
lawns. Although they were close to the bustling Las Vegas Strip, the exclusive
golf club seemed worlds away.
    “Okay, are you ready for Golf 101?” Magnus asked, reaching
for her hand, helping her out of the cart.
    “Ready as I’ll ever be.”
    He handed her a nine iron. “Here you go.”
    Kendall took the club, wrapped her hands around the top of
the handle, planted her feet and took a swing in the air, mimicking the players
she had seen on television.
    “Whoa, Tiger, slow down.” Magnus ducked his head out of her
way. “Your hand positions and swing are all wrong.”
    “Oh, I thought that was good.”
    “Yeah, if you’re playing tennis. Before I set up the ball,
let me show you the proper way to hold the club.”
    Kendall stood there as Magnus walked behind her and wrapped
his arms around her body. He took her hands and positioned them on the club,
left hand over the right. He was standing so close, that she could feel his
crotch against her butt. His strong arms engulfed her, making her feel sexy.
Kendall leaned back on his chest and briefly closed her eyes, relishing the
moment. She wanted to say, Let’s forget about golf and go back to my room.
    “Now swing to your left,” he said, guiding her arms. “Okay,
that’s good.”
    Magnus released her, and they began putting around. He
showed her the different clubs and explained the use of each. They golfed nine
holes, and Magnus patiently took his time showing her the ropes.
    “Man, you really know your stuff,” Kendall said on the way
back to the clubhouse.
    “Thanks. It’s taken years to learn the nuances of golf and
believe it or not, I still haven’t mastered the game. But I must say for your
first time out, you really did well.”
    “You think so?”
    “For sure, you’re a natural.”
    “Oh stop,” she said, blushing.
    “It’s true. I bet if you got serious and played on a regular
basis, you’d be hitting under par in no time.”
    “Well, maybe once the new restaurant is off the ground and
I’ve finished taping the show, I’ll have some free time to take lessons.”
    “Don’t forget I’m always available for one-on-one sessions.”
    Kendall glanced over at Magnus, looked him in the eyes, and
said, “I bet you are.” They held each other’s gaze for a moment before Magnus
turned his attention back to driving the cart.
    “Are you hungry?” he asked.
    “I’m starving.”
    “The restaurant here has the most amazing breakfast.”
    When they reached the clubhouse, Magnus turned over the cart
to an attendant and they went inside. After a breakfast of eggs Benedict,
poached salmon, fresh fruit and freshly grounded coffee, they headed back to
the hotel.
    “So what are you doing for the rest of the morning?” Magnus
asked as they walked to the bank of elevators.
    “Since it’s still early, I’m going to make