The chatter at the dinner table was continuous as mother, father and their children discussed the day. Mother and daughter eventually began to clear the table and wash the dishes. Jeff returned to his room to put on his sneakers in preparation for the walk with his sister. Their father retired to the sofa to watch TV.
Within a brief walk of the home was a very lovely golf course. It was where their parents golfed and Janet and Jeff had walked for nature and exercise most of their lives. This evening, as was their custom, they walked briskly hand-in-hand. By the 8th hole, their conversation had reach a lull and Janet was pondering her wrecked life. They had slowed to a stroll. She was thinking, she was in desperate need of a good fuck. It was closing on darkness when brother and sister neared the ninth hole. Janet’s hand stretched out to her brothers chest to stop him in mid-stride.
“Look!” She said pointing to a large stand of trees.
“Look at that. Two people.” She whispered.
“What?” Jeff questioned, much too loud for Janet.
“Shhh! 12 o’clock. Look at the ground between the two biggest trees. Do you see them? Do you know what they are doing? Let’s get to that sand-trap. And don’t talk!”
Janet, still clutching her brother’s hand, drug him along behind her, both crouching low, as she led the way toward the sand-trap. Entering the deep trap, crossing to the far side of the elongated sand-trap, they peaked over the edge to spy on the couple engaged in missionary sex, positioned in a horizontal view and unobstructed.
Brother and sister watched for long minutes in muted silence.
“Well, at least somebody is having a good time.” She said more to herself then to her brother.
“You should be out here closer to midnight… between one and three. They are all over the place.” Jeff said sarcastically.
Janet looked over to her right and stared at her brother. “And how exactly would you know that?”
“This is my favorite past-time. Summer or winter you can find horny couples out on this golf course… doing it. You would think they could find a bed, where it’s warm, somewhere.”
Their attention became quickly refocused on the animal-like groan coming from the trees. It sounded female.
“Damn! I missed it.” Janet exclaimed with a disgruntled tone, referring to the female orgasm.
“Quiet!” Jeff hissed. “Be quiet and listen and you will hear him ejaculate.”
Squinting to see, Janet could indeed see the fast paced rhythm of the fella between her legs. In a few long moments, she clearly heard his moan, saw his back arch, as he shot off. They both stared intently, seeing no further motion coming from the couple. After a long minute, they watched the couple rise, brush and straighten their clothing, then, leave the shelter of the trees, walking back towards the second hole and the clubhouse.
“Goodness! That’s got me breathing hard!” Janet sighed, maneuvering to her back. “So, you come out here and spy on couples fucking. I suppose, you jerk off while you’re watching?”
“I suppose, I do, sometimes.” Jeff answered with an embarrassed tone. “Did you take note that she must not have taken her panties off? Most don’t.”