4. Surf's up
Tom was becoming more and more animated as the car descended to the beach; as he watched the surfers catching the waves, carving big curves in the face of the combers his eyes grew larger and he was bouncing in his seat. He bolted from the car just as it stopped at a collection of buildings that serviced the people at the beach in search of a board.
There were shops selling food, shops selling swim ware and shops renting beach chairs, personal water craft and most importantly surfboards; Tom was off with Ginger running right behind him for the surf shop. Sorting thru the large assortment of boards stacked against the wall he found just what he was looking for. Before he could move Ginger got his attention and asked if he would teach her to surf.
Pausing to glance back at the remaining boards Tom selected one and handed it to her with a big smile. Making their way to the register Tom selected various other little things like wax and waterproof sunscreen before they filled out the paper work for the rental. He was delighted that he could charge the rental to his room back at the hotel and told Ginger that he would reimburse Carol for all this later.
Carrying the boards and all the rest of their gear down to the water's edge they set up camp near the group of young surfers. Tom showed Ginger how to wax her board, how to paddle it out and how to stand and control it before they then went into the shallow water where the waves finally died to demonstrate the basics of surfing.
Ginger fell repeatedly but always came up laughing, demanding that Tom show her again. Finally Tom retrieved his board and they paddled out a little ways further to catch some small waves together; he was a patient teacher and Ginger a quick learner.
While they were waiting for a wave another surfer sliced his way over dumping his board right in front of them. When he came up he was right in front of Tom yelling "Dude, Tom!" It was an old friend from Tom's past; they exchanged greetings, Tom introducing Ginger to Terry, his old surfer buddy.
Terry eyed Ginger up and down in a way that made Ginger blush; they all caught the next wave in and pulled their boards up to their stuff where Terry introduced Tom and Ginger to his old lady Cindy. Terry was almost a carbon copy of Tom except that his hair was much longer and he had a scraggly beard. Cindy could have been the ideal surfer chick, she was tall, blond and had big firm tits and a tight ass covered by a colorful bikini; her tan was so deep it looked like she had been born with it.
Terry said that he couldn't believe it when he recognized Tom and he was staying in the kiddy pool as he phrased it until he saw who Tom was with then he knew that he just had to go over and check out his old friend. He told Tom that there were some killer waves further out and challenged him to go out and join the real surfers.
Tom shrugged and motioned at Ginger telling Terry that he was with her and he couldn't just leave her high and dry; Ginger quickly said that it was OK with her and besides she could stay with Cindy or find Dan and Carol who had to be somewhere close. A big smile broke out on Tom's face before he grabbed his board and charged for the sea.
Dan and Carol had watched the two kids charge off before they moved down the beach to a small cabana that offered shade and cool drinks. The sun was high and hot but they enjoyed their little bit of shade and the tequila laced icy drinks while they watched the activity all around them. Little kids were making sand castles, bigger kids were playing volleyball, some people were playing in the surf and there were the surfers.
They watched as Tom and Ginger were assimilated into the crowd of young people on the beach then in the water. Tom told Carol the abbreviated story of his life and learned that Carol owned her own investment firm in Sacramento; she had been married once when she was very young, she now felt that she was too independent to submit to another marriage but was always in need of male companionship.
Dan admitted that he too was always looking for companionship to help him thru the long days now that his wife was gone. They left unsaid their amazement at their last few days together, but they both praised Ginger and Tom expressing their appreciation for the youngsters. The talk was getting a little too serious for Dan so when he saw a couple glide past hoisted high above the crowd by a parachute pulled by a speed boat he dragged Carol out of her chair and led her down the beach to the take off point.
After a short wait they were on the speed boat belted into a large boson's chair waiting to be pulled aloft; up they went as the speeding craft cruised around the bay; higher and higher they rose giving them a terrific thrill and a wonderful view. They recognized Tom as he and almost a half dozen others rode a big wave from far out in the ocean to within yards of the shore.
Carol sat close to Dan feeling many emotions but in the background she had a deep need; though her pussy was a little tender she had a need to be filled again, to be held and caressed in the way she had been the night before.
Her life had been so empty for so long that she had sort of gotten used to it because that was just how it was; the last few days however had reminded her of how fulfilling a good relationship could be and she wanted more. She was not sure if it was Tom or Dan or Ginger that had awakened her, maybe it was the combination of all three, she wanted more but she wasn't sure how she should go about it.
Cindy had introduced Ginger around to the small group of girls that made up the surfer chicks and Ginger quickly felt at home among her new friends. They engaged in some girl talk, with Ginger asking lots of questions about surfing until the guys all came back dragging their boards to be greeted by their happy girl friends.
Someone made a run back to buy tacos and burritos, the coolers were opened to share the ice cold beer; everyone was starving and they all had a great time as the afternoon wore on.
Later it was decided that there was enough time left before the sun disappeared for a few more runs so everyone began grabbing their boards to head out one last time; Ginger was not sure she should go and was hanging back until Tom noticed and asked if anyone had a larger tandem board he could use. One guy said sure pointing out his big board back on the sand.
Tom grabbed it before pulling Ginger into the surf; together they paddled out and with Ginger in front they caught a descent wave which they rode with Tom's hands on Ginger's waist; Ginger was thrilled with the speed... and the touch of Tom's hands. While they were paddling out again they watched another couple together as he picked his companion up onto his shoulders going just a little way before they wiped out.
Ginger wanted to try it so while they waited for the next wave they planned out their moves. Catching the next wave they almost managed to get her on his shoulders before they too wiped out; by their third try they had their coordination down and they rode a wave until they chose to turn around.
Their last try was on a monster wave. With terrific speed they cruised in with Ginger balanced on Tom's right shoulder, she laid out straight, feet extended and arms out like she was flying; at the end Tom let Ginger dive into the surf from his shoulder then he followed and they swam to shore each hanging on to a side of the board.
Terry made sure that Tom and Ginger were invited to the cookout that the surfers had planned and though they had nothing to bring they were enthusiastically encouraged to join in. There was to be a large bonfire and lots of food and drink; a fitting end to a great vacation Ginger thought.
Making their way back to their cars Ginger sought out Dan and Carol finding them sipping their drinks in the shade of a beach umbrella. She explained that she and Tom had been invited to a beach party and they would be finding their own way back later. Carol reminded Ginger that they had to catch a flight out early tomorrow and told her not to get herself into a bind.
"Yes, Mom." Was Ginger's answer then with a smile she was off to join the others.
Dan looked at Carol and smiled, now he had her all to himself for the rest of the vacation, a pleasant thought indeed. They sat there for a little while enjoying the quiet; most of the people having gone home, the beach empty and the sun beginning to set.
"I guess we had better be going too." said Dan as he stood and offered his hand to Carol.
She took his hand and he pulled her up right into his arms, holding her close he wasted little time before he kissed her. They stood there in the sand holding one another for some time exchanging kisses and caresses until they moved on back to their car and the short journey home.
Dan drove carefully dividing his attention between the road ahead and Carol; she sat in the passenger's seat calmly looking out at the scenery or into Dan's eyes. Dan's dick began to grow large and hard just as Carol's nipples began to harden, her pussy becoming noticeably moist; there seemed to be a lot of sexual tension in the car and it built as they cruised on toward their hotel.
Returning the car to the hotel's lot they walked arm in arm thru the lobby to the elevator; once inside Dan enveloped Carol in his arms and backed her against the wall as he again kissed her crushing his body against her, grinding his hips into her willing body.
The lift chimed and the door opened to find them still holding one another firmly, they had to hurry and catch the door before it closed just escaping in time to make the walk down to their rooms.
They chose his room because it was the first one they came to. The bed had been remade and mints were laid out on the pillows, but neither of them noticed before they fell onto the middle of it and began to make out like teenagers.
