The Surfer Dude and the Soccer Mom

Gina and Bridget walked onto the deck and took seats at a deuce on one side where they both were facing the makeshift stage, which was nothing more than a four by eight foot riser by the railing near the bar. A waitress was upon them in no time, and they ordered vodka tonics.

They listened to the music and didn't say much while they waited for the drinks. When the drinks arrived, Bridget said thanks, and ordered two more.

"Hey this guy is pretty good!" Bridget said, slugging her drink and talking about the entertainment.

"Sounds just like Kris Kristofferson!"

Jake was playing 'Help me make it through the night' when he saw her; he became distracted and fucked up some of the lyrics. Gina is here! And no husband, no kids. She was with another gal, one he'd seen at the library. She looked a few years older than Gina, but she looked good, a tall and thin, hippy-looking chick. She wore a short sleeve peasant top and black jeans. Her hair was brown and straight and long, down to her ass. As soon as the song was over he flagged down the bartender and asked him to send Gina and her friend another round and to put their bill on his tab.

Gina's friend kind of reminded Jake of how Rita Coolidge looked back in the day, so he played 'Delta Lady'.

"Damn, I like this guy!" Bridget said, tapping the table. "Now he sounds just like Leon Russell!"

The server came and delivered two more drinks. "Courtesy of Captain Jake," she said. "He is also picking up your tab tonight."

"All right!" Bridgett roared, laughing. "We're here till closing!" The waitress gave her a curious look and backed away.

Bridget looked at Gina with a stern look. "Okay, talk to me. What's going on here? Boy Toy?"

"No," Gina said, and she took a swig of her drink. "Not yet anyway." She told Bridget the story.

"Well, what the fuck are you waiting for, girl? The dude is sending you drinks. You must have brought me here for a reason. You've been separated from your husband now, what, four months?"

"Yep."

"And you are still wearing that damn ring! Why? You ain't getting back with that deadbeat, and you know it."

"My kids..."

"If it's gonna happen..."

"I know, I know..."

"Do you picture him naked?" Bridget asked.

"What, who?" Gina said.

"Your soon-to-be Boy Toy, of course. Tell the truth!"

"Maybe sometimes."

"Can't blame you there. He looks like he'd be a fun romp in the hay. Let me know if you need any help sucking his cock!"

"Bridget!"

"Sorry, just saying. The vodka's talking, honey."

The song ended and Jake said he would be taking a short break. He went over to the bar to get a beer and then came over to their table. He said hello and thanked them for coming. Gina introduced him to Bridget. Bridget thanked him for the drinks. They made small talk for a couple of minutes and then Bridget excused herself to go use the restroom. Jake looked at Gina and she stared back at him, her eyes like ripe almonds.

"Thank you for coming. My heart skipped a beat when I saw you," he said.

"I'm glad we came. You sound good."

"Is that why you came, to hear some music? Because there's music all over town right about now, it's happy hour." Jake leaned forward. "Or did you come here to stalk me?"

Gina smiled. "To stalk you, I guess. But discreetly!" They both laughed.

"You can stalk me anytime. And you don't have to be discreet!"

Jake was like a nervous schoolboy, he wasn't sure how to behave. He knew that her just being at the gig was a big step for her and he didn't want to rush things or he might scare her away. They talked for a few more minutes until he had to get back on the stage. When he got up he thanked her again for coming and squeezed her hand.

As soon as he rose from his chair Bridget materialized from thin air and retook her seat.

"He's cute!" she said. "So, how did it go?"

"How did what go?"

Bridget sighed and rolled her eyes. "Duh, Gina, how did it go with you and Romeo? When are you going to see him again?"

"It wasn't discussed."

Up on stage Jake kicked off the set with 'Lay Lady Lay'.

"Well, you are going to see him, aren't you?"

"I probably will. He's very determined."

"Gina, what planet are you on? You got a handsome young man who wants to get in your knickers and you ain't had a man in eons, so what are you waiting for? Listen to this song..."

They paused and listened to Jake sing.

"You hear that? He's singing this to you! He's up there singing about laying you across his big brass bed! You don't wanna take him up on that, just let me know!"

Bridget reached over and took Gina's hand. Her thumb and forefinger straddled the wedding ring.

"Let's take this thing off," she said. "It's time." She removed the ring and placed it in Gina's purse.

Gina took a pen from her purse and wrote her cell number on a cocktail napkin.

"Thank you," she said. "Let's get out of here."

Gina walked up to the bandstand where Jake was singing about how you can have your cake and eat it too. She put a twenty dollar bill in his tip jar and then showed him the napkin with her number on it, and dropped it in the jar. Then she held up the back of her left hand in front of him. Jake grinned and fucked up some more lyrics, but he winked and gave her a quick thumbs-up. Gina smiled and turned around and walked out.

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Jake had a half-day fishing trip the next morning so he called Gina as soon as he got back in but he got her voicemail. She called back about an hour later.

"Hi Gina," Jake said when he answered.

"Hi Jake."

"You made my night last night."

"Good. You deserved a good tip."

"Well, the tip was appreciated, but I kissed that napkin."

"You are so romantic!"

"Your number is now in my phone. I plan on using it a lot."

"Yours is in mine, too."

"When can I see you?" he asked.

"Soon. But please be patient with me. My kids have many commitments which means I have many commitments."

"What about your husband?"

"We're separated; we have been for a while. It hasn't been easy, but it's all over but the shouting."

"How about tonight?"

"Sorry, Jake. I promised the kids pizza and a movie."

"How about tomorrow night."

"Sunday? I may be able to work that out, let me see. What did you have in mind?"

"A moonlight cruise. Fresh fish for dinner, some wine, lively conversation, just you and me. We can even talk about books if you like!"

That made her laugh. "That sounds nice. Let me see what I can do. I'll let you know."

She called back that evening and said we were on. She would come to the marina at about six o'clock.

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Jake went to the lake and caught a big tilapia on Sunday afternoon, then he cleaned it, fileted it, wrapped it and put it in the fridge. He made a spinach salad and put beer and wine on ice. He went to the outdoor shower behind the tackle shop and scrubbed his body until he was shiny clean and shampooed his hair and then he went back to his boat and put on a pair of clean shorts.

Jake's boat was an old twenty-five foot cabin cruiser, barely big enough for one person to call home or for two people to overnight. But it had an equipped cabin, a small galley, a tiny bathroom/shower and a comfortable bunk. He put on some soft music, sat in a chair on the deck and waited for six o'clock.

Right at six Gina drove her car through the marina gate and slowed down to look down the row of boats in their slips. Then she spotted Jake standing on the bow, his arms waving, and his lean, strong body shirtless and barefoot, wearing only shorts.

He climbed down to the dock as she drove over and parked her car. Jake stood at the left front of her car and watched her get out and lock her door. Once again she looked amazing to Jake. She was dressed in a floral halter dress that just brushed the knees, a thin gold chain around her neck, tiny gold hoop earrings and sandals.

She stood by the car door and he stood by the left headlight for a moment. Then they both stepped forward at the same time and embraced. The air seemed to hiss out of their lungs as they held each other for the first time. Jake felt the sweet pressure of her breasts against his bare chest, and her hair smelled like flowers to complement her dress.

Jake led her onto the boat. He gave her a brief tour, which took about 45 seconds.

"It's not much, but its home," Jake said.

"I think it's nice," Gina said.

"Nice night for a little cruise, wouldn't you say?"

"It's beautiful. But you know what, cruise or no cruise, I'm just glad I'm here."

"So am I. May I kiss you?"

Gina gave him the coy look and said, "Not wasting any time, are we?"

"I've wasted enough time already." He took her left hand in his right and glued his eyes to hers.

"Well," Gina said haltingly, "At least we won't have to stalk each other anymore."

"Right. So is it okay to kiss you now?"

"Of course it is. I wouldn't be here otherwise."

He moved his lips to hers and they were soft, and there was no hesitation. Their arms cradled their backs and necks. Their tongues explored their mouths and flitted playfully, and their hands and bodies savored their initial touch. Their first kiss was one that they both had keenly and nervously anticipated, but when they finally felt its silky meshing and the perfection of its feel, it was a kiss like none either of them had had for a long time, and it went on and on.

When they at last parted lips there was a weak smattering of applause from a boat a few slips down. Jake chuckled and Gina blushed.

"That's our cue!" Jake said. "Let's go. I know a nice quiet, private spot, and we'll be there in fifteen minutes." Then he threw off the dock lines, fired up the motor and eased out of the slip.

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Sure enough, in about fifteen minutes they were in a secluded cove, surrounded on three sides. The shoreline was heavily vegetated, thick with mangroves. Jake dropped anchor.

"We should have this place to ourselves. That's all a nature preserve there," he said, pointing at the trees. "And I think we might get a pretty sunset if we look southwest." He went below to get drinks.

"I caught us a fish today!" Jake said, handing her a glass of wine. "Let me know when you get hungry, it won't take long to cook up. I made a big salad too."

"Wow, you're even more talented than I thought!" she said. She looked around the cove. "This place is perfect. And so quiet!"

They sat on chairs sipping drinks and watched as the sun slowly dipped behind the treetops down the river.

"It's beautiful!" Gina said. "Magical."

"I know. I love it here."

The evening was clear, and a soft, northeasterly breeze felt glorious on their skin.

"The stars will be out soon. It's a beautiful night!"

Jake turned slightly and put his hand on Gina's knee. "May I kiss you again?" he said.

Gina smiled and said, "Of course, I've been waiting."

Jake looped his other arm around her upper back and pulled her to him. Instantly their mouths merged and they were engaged in another long power kiss.

When they parted Gina said, "You know when I got to the boat tonight I thought it was sweet that you asked if you could kiss me."

"I was nervous. I wanted to get the first one out of the way early so we could relax."

"Well, it worked. You don't have to ask me anymore."

With that, their lips locked in another intoxicating embrace, their mouths sucking, their tongues dueling, and their hands exploring. Gina's hands traversed the landscape of Jake's bare chest and back, and one hand soon found his thigh. Jake's hands roamed her neck, her back, her rump, and she moaned when he grasped her breast. Jake felt her hand mosey its way up his thigh to his hardening penis and it stayed there, moving and caressing and massaging, learning its way around his willing groin.

"It's clear as a bell tonight. Want to lie down and look at the stars?" Jake asked.

"Yes."

Jake gathered up a comforter, and all the blankets, sheets and towels aboard and layered them on the deck.

"Let's get naked!" Jake said with a grin.

Gina smiled and her hands went to his waist. She unsnapped and unzipped his shorts, and she wiggled out of her dress. She wore nothing underneath it.

In the fading light, Gina could see that Jake's smooth, toned body didn't have a hair on it, other than on his head. No tan lines at all and his cock looked like a tree trunk jutting from his slim, bare bod.

Lying together, they didn't waste much time looking at stars. Their bodies were almost immediately glued together, their mouths latched and Jake's hard cock pressed against her neatly-trimmed pubes. He wrapped his legs around hers and clutched her tight, and squeezed her ass in one hand and held her head in the other. Jake began kissing Gina's body inch my inch: eyes, nose, chin, cheek, neck, shoulders, working his way southward. He sucked her hard nipples into his mouth and spent a long time kneading and teething and sucking them, and her body squirmed with pleasure. She moaned in constant cadence with his gestures.

Her navel was an innie, and soon he was licking it and chewing on the small gold piece within. She let out a wet hiss when he traced his tongue along the outline of her short, neatly-trimmed mound.

But all of that was merely a pleasant prelude for what would come next.

When his tongue touched her wet, eager lips and dipped into her, she bucked like a bronc and groaned deeply, like a cello, and threw her torso deep into his face, forcing his tongue into the depths of her hungry snatch, and she clinched his long blond hair in her hands. He clutched her buttocks with both hands, squeezing, his fingertips joined in the crack of her lovely ass.

Gina was a synchronized moaner, uttering her passion over and over with every movement. With every plunge of his tongue she accompanied him with her melodic moans, and she arched her back to try to force his tongue deeper inside. Over and over, with every thrust and every moan, she felt the strong grips on her ass as he tongue-fucked her, like he was trying to extract her orgasm out of her, which she knew he would succeed in doing.

"Oh, Jesus Christ..."

Her loudest moan yet, a long frenzied grunt, came when she did. Months of her pent-up passion exploded out of her, and she shook all over, and quaked with aftershocks, and she dumped a love bucket of her cum into Jake's mouth and onto his face. His tongue never stopped until her body lay still.

He raised his head to hers and they shared a long, wet cummy kiss. Then he went back down where he'd come from and wrapped his mouth around her swollen clit. Another thunderous groan emitted from Gina.

"Awwwugghhhh..."

Jake continued to winch Gina's ass cheeks with both hands and dug his fingers into the crack of her ass as his limber lips chomped away on her hard, swelled sweet spot. She ground into him, and he surrounded it and sucked it, exhorting her second coming.

Minute after fiery minute Jake stayed on it, and Gina was more amazed and obsessed with each groan. She thought to herself, 'God, how long can I take this, he's an animal, he's incredible, he's...', and then she erupted again, her body quivered, her torso shook, and she dug her nails into the back of Jake's scalp as her pussy unloaded. Jake loved it when another rush of her cum washed over his face.

She was still quivering when he slid up beside her and took her in his arms and kissed her. Another long one: lips locked, tongues twirling, fingers fondling, and their bodies swaddled into one.

When they finally pulled their faces apart and they were on their sides with their faces close, they both broke into big grins.

"You are amazing," she said.

"No, you are the one that's amazing. And beautiful," Jake replied.

She ran her hand over his forehead, and brushed his hair with her fingers.

"I feel guilty," she said.

"Uh oh, not your..."

"No, no, no, Jake, it's okay, that's not it. It's because I've come twice already, and I came like I can't remember when, and you haven't. You haven't even fucked me yet!"

Jake smiled. "That was next on my agenda!" He kissed her, and he felt her firm hand around his cock, pulling it toward her wet, open twat. In one singular movement she inserted it into her and rolled on top of him.

Gina closed her eyes and compressed her pussy tightly around his steely staff, and raised and lowered herself, up and down, over and over, getting the feel of him, receiving the length of him, and reveling in the glow of their union.

Jake started slow but was soon heaving his meat into her, then faster, then harder. He pulled her head down to his and again their mouths met and their tongues started fucking. His hands again reached for her ass, and he grabbed it with both his hands and squeezed it in sync with their bodies. With each lunge he pulled her cheeks apart, widening the crack of her ass, the tips of his fingers meeting at her trench. They were soon going at a fever pitch and Jake rolled them over so he was on top and was now pounding her ass against the cushioned deck. Gina grunted with each poke, even with Jake's tongue tickling her throat.

"Ughhhh..." Jake groaned loudly, his semen on the rise.

"Eep Oing, eep ih uh..." Gina tried to say with two tongues in her mouth.

Jake shot his load and rope after rope of his bottled-up cum poured into her. But they didn't stop. They both pounded away; with their hands he was still working her ass, and Gina was now working her clit. She wanted another one.

"God, I'm so fucking close!" Gina screeched when she came up for air.

Jake took that as a cue to fuck her even harder, if that was possible. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and with her ass in the palms of his hands, he hammered her as hard as he thought he could without breaking something and was hoping he wouldn't put a dent in the deck.

"Oh, fuck..." Gina shrieked, and started shaking all over.

She succeeded, and amid her breathy whimpers, blanketed the blankets with another dose of her cum.

––

"Wow!" Gina said.

"Wow is right!"

They were lying together basking, after a long period of silence. He had his arm around her back and her head was resting on his shoulder.

"Well, so much for the image of the shy, meek, demure, nerdy librarian!" Jake said. "You've shot that image all to hell! I'll never look at librarians the same way again!"

"I hope I haven't disappointed you. I wouldn't want you to become disillusioned!"

"Nah; It will just make me want to go the library more often."

After another couple minutes of relaxed silence Jake kissed her on the forehead and she clutched her hand onto his.

"Are you hungry yet?" Jake asked.

"Hungry for you!"

"Are you ready to eat? Do you want me to cook up the fish?"

"I could eat if you're hungry. I'd rather just keep doing what we're doing."

"Good idea, so would I. Great minds think alike!"

He kissed her and her lips instantly parted to invite his tongue in for another dance. Within seconds her hand was between his legs and with her nimble touch, his resting member started rising to the occasion.

She broke their kiss and put her lips to his ear and licked it. "I want to suck your cock," she said softly. "It's larger than what I've been accustomed to, and I'm out of practice, but I'll do the best I can. I want to taste your cum in my mouth." She repositioned herself and went down. She wanted to please him, as he had pleased her.

She kissed his turgid balls and ran her tongue up and down his stiff shaft, and with her fingertip she felt the pucker of his ass. She took her time, and savored his rocky hardness. She wanted to drive him to the edge.

She'd been without a man for many months, sexless for all that time. And now here she was, blowing this kid who had just eaten her and licked her and sucked her and fucked her and given her explosive climaxes. She wanted to make sure that he knew she was going to be the best piece of ass he'd ever had; or would have.