Fairway of Desires: A Day with Helen Parr (Patreon)

Jacob had always been a dedicated fan of Helen Parr, better known to the world as Elastigirl. Her strength, resilience, and undeniable beauty had captivated him ever since he was a teenager watching her heroic exploits on television. Now in his late thirties, Jacob’s admiration had only grown, and he followed her post-superhero activities with keen interest. So, when he heard about a contest offering a chance to spend a day golfing with Helen, he entered without a second thought, never truly believing he would win.

To his astonishment, Jacob received the news that he had been selected as the winner. The prize included a day of golfing with Helen at an exclusive resort, a dream come true for any fan. As the day approached, Jacob couldn’t contain his excitement. He meticulously planned every detail, ensuring he looked his best for the occasion.

The morning of the event, Jacob arrived at the resort, his heart racing with anticipation. The lush green fairways stretched out before him, a perfect backdrop for what he hoped would be an unforgettable day. He checked his reflection in the mirror one last time, adjusting his polo shirt and smoothing his hair. With a deep breath, he made his way to the clubhouse where he was to meet Helen.

When Helen walked in, Jacob’s breath caught in his throat. She was even more stunning in person, her athletic figure highlighted by a fitted golf outfit. Her auburn hair, now streaked with a few graceful touches of silver, framed her face beautifully. She greeted him with a warm smile, her eyes sparkling with the same confidence and kindness that had always drawn him to her.

“Jacob, it’s so nice to meet you,” Helen said, extending her hand. Her voice was smooth, carrying the weight of experience and the charm of someone who knew exactly who she was.

“The pleasure is all mine, Mrs. Parr. I’ve admired you for a long time,” Jacob replied, shaking her hand and feeling a thrill at the contact.

They set off for the first hole, chatting easily about golf and the resort. Jacob found himself relaxing in her presence, her genuine warmth making him feel at ease. As they played, he was struck by her grace and skill, each swing of her club a testament to her athleticism. Her movements were fluid, almost hypnotic, and he couldn’t help but admire the way her muscles flexed and moved.

As the game progressed, their conversation grew more personal. Helen shared stories of her superhero days, her family, and the challenges of balancing it all. Jacob listened intently, feeling privileged to hear her experiences firsthand. He shared his own stories too, about his career, his hobbies, and his lifelong admiration for her.

They reached a particularly scenic hole, the sun casting a golden glow over the landscape. Helen paused, looking out at the view. “You know, Jacob, it’s moments like these that make me appreciate the simpler things in life,” she said, her voice thoughtful.

Jacob nodded, feeling a connection with her that went beyond fan and idol. “I can imagine. You’ve seen and done so much. It must be nice to have a day like this, just enjoying the moment.”

Helen turned to him, her gaze intense yet gentle. “It is. And it’s nice to share it with someone who appreciates it as much as I do.”

They continued playing, the chemistry between them undeniable. As the day drew to a close, they found themselves at the clubhouse again, sharing a drink and laughing about the day’s events. Jacob felt a mix of exhilaration and contentment, the day having exceeded his wildest expectations.

Helen looked at him, her eyes twinkling with mischief. “You know, Jacob, you’re quite the golfer. I had a great time today.”

Jacob smiled, feeling a warmth spread through him at her compliment. “I did too, Helen. This has been an incredible experience.”

She leaned in slightly, her voice dropping to a more intimate tone. “I’m glad. It’s nice to meet someone who sees me as more than just Elastigirl.”

Jacob’s heart raced as he looked into her eyes, feeling a magnetic pull between them. “Helen, to me, you’ve always been much more than that.”

They shared a lingering look, the air charged with a new, exciting tension. Helen’s lips curled into a knowing smile. “Well, Jacob, here’s to new friendships and unforgettable experiences.”

They clinked glasses, the promise of more shared moments hanging in the air. Jacob knew this day would remain etched in his memory forever, not just as a fan’s dream come true, but as the beginning of something truly special.

Jacob’s heart pounded as he and Helen stepped onto the back nine of the golf course. The sun was high in the sky, casting a warm glow over the lush green fairways. Helen’s laugh rang out, a melodious sound that made Jacob’s pulse quicken every time. She was not only a skilled golfer but also a captivating presence, her every move drawing his attention.

They reached the tenth hole, a secluded spot surrounded by tall trees that offered a sense of privacy. Helen turned to Jacob, a playful glint in her eye. “How about we make this hole a bit more interesting?” she suggested, her voice dropping to a teasing tone.

Jacob raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “What do you have in mind?”

Helen stepped closer, her gaze locking onto his. “A little friendly wager. If I win, you have to grant me a wish. And if you win, I’ll grant you one.”

Jacob’s breath caught in his throat, the implication of her words sending a thrill through him. He nodded, his voice husky with anticipation. “Deal.”

They played the hole with a heightened sense of awareness, each swing and putt charged with an electric tension. Helen’s skill was undeniable, but Jacob managed to hold his own, matching her stroke for stroke. As they approached the green, the air around them seemed to thrum with the unspoken promise of their wager.

Jacob sank his putt first, the ball rolling smoothly into the hole. He looked up at Helen, a triumphant smile on his face. She returned his gaze, her eyes smoldering with a mix of admiration and something deeper.

“Well played, Jacob,” she said, her voice low and sultry. “Looks like I owe you a wish.”

Jacob stepped closer, the proximity making his heart race even faster. He reached out, brushing a strand of hair away from her face, his fingers lingering on her soft skin. “I wish for another round with you, but let’s make it a bit more... intimate.”

Helen’s breath hitched, her eyes darkening with desire. “I think I can arrange that,” she replied, her voice barely more than a whisper.

They continued to the next hole, the atmosphere between them charged with anticipation. Helen’s touches grew bolder, her hand brushing against his arm as she lined up her shot, her body pressing lightly against his when she offered advice on his swing. Jacob’s senses were on high alert, every touch and glance fanning the flames of his growing desire.

At the twelfth hole, a particularly secluded spot, Helen paused. She turned to Jacob, her eyes smoldering with an intensity that made his breath catch. Without a word, she closed the distance between them, her lips meeting his in a searing kiss. Jacob responded eagerly, his hands finding her waist and pulling her closer.

The kiss deepened, their bodies pressing together as the world around them seemed to fade away. Helen’s hands roamed over his back, her fingers digging into his muscles as she kissed him with a fervor that left him breathless. Jacob’s hands slid down to her hips, pulling her even closer as he reveled in the feel of her against him.

When they finally broke apart, both were breathing heavily, their eyes locked in a heated gaze. “I’ve wanted to do that all day,” Helen confessed, her voice husky with desire.

Jacob grinned, his own voice thick with emotion. “Me too.”

They continued their game, the tension between them now electric. Every touch, every glance was charged with the promise of more to come. By the time they reached the final hole, the anticipation was almost unbearable.

As they finished their game, Helen took Jacob’s hand, leading him to a secluded spot behind a grove of trees. The privacy of the moment heightened their desire, and they found themselves kissing again, the passion between them igniting like a wildfire.

Helen’s hands moved to his shirt, her fingers deftly unbuttoning it and sliding it off his shoulders. Jacob’s hands mirrored her actions, slipping her golf shirt over her head and revealing the toned, beautiful body beneath. They took their time exploring each other, their touches and kisses growing more urgent with each passing second.

The world around them seemed to disappear as they gave in to their desire, their bodies moving together in perfect harmony. The sun continued its descent, casting a golden glow over the scene as they shared an afternoon of unrestrained passion.

When they finally lay back on the soft grass, spent and satisfied, Helen turned to Jacob, her eyes sparkling with contentment. “That was definitely an unforgettable experience,” she said, her voice filled with warmth and affection.

Jacob smiled, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “It certainly was. I think we make a pretty great team, on and off the golf course.”

Helen laughed softly, leaning in for another kiss. “I couldn’t agree more, Jacob. I couldn’t agree more.”