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Transgressive Thursday | The Sex Startup
He Pickleballed My Ass With His Big Paddle
My favorite Senator invited me for a game of pickleball at his country club last Sunday...
We were supposed to have a friendly match and discuss business during lunch afterward. I’m helping him win the next Presidential Election, so we have lots to discuss.
But when he said he wanted to talk about business, he meant business. I had forgotten that the Senator is a devout Christian of the Sunday Church and never works on this holy day.
We played double against two of his friends from the Sartors. Everything looked like a regular boring game of pickleball (loathe this sport), except the Sartors Country Club’s rules state that women need be naked (we can wear socks and shoes) to play.
As the only woman on the court, I was the center of the public’s attention.
At least we are not required to play with geisha balls inside our vaginas like for ping pong. Or with feathers in our asses like for badminton.
But I have to give it to them; the Sartors also introduced some fun rules.
Usually, only the serving team can score points, but once per game, after winning a rally as the…
