A Mexican Holiday Part 4

4. Surf’s up
Tom became 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 bounced 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 right behind him running for the surf shop. Sorting thru the large assortment of boards stacked against the wall he found just what he was looking for.
Ginger finally got his attention and asked if he would teach her to surf; pausing to glance back at the remaining boards he selected one and handed it to her with a big smile. They made their way to the register with Tom selecting 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 learned quickly.
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 and Tom introduced 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 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 as he grabbed his board charging 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 watching the activity all around them. Little kids made sand castles, bigger kids played volley ball, some people were swimming and there were the surfers to watch.
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 waiting and watching from the sandy shore and Ginger quickly felt at home among her new friends. They engaged in some girl talk and Ginger asked 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 everyone decided that there was enough time left before the sun disappeared for a few more runs so they began to grab 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 and handed Tom his board which he took before grabbing Ginger’s arm pulling her 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.