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The sun has just begun to rise, casting a warm glow over the ocean and turning the sky into a canvas painted with shades of pink, orange, and gold. The sound of waves crashing against the shore creates a soothing rhythm, and I can almost feel the pulse of the Earth beneath my bare feet. Oceanside is truly at its best during these tranquil hours when the world seems to be holding its breath, waiting for the day to begin.
“Ready for some surfing?” I ask, trying to suppress my excitement. She nods with a glint of anticipation in her green eyes.
As we prepare our surfboards, I steal glances at her graceful movements. I need to keep my hands to myself or obvious things are going to happen here. Yeah, behaving like a teenager at the age of thirty-two. Great.
“Let’s do this,” I say, and she answers with a nod, smiling as she catches me watching her. I grin back, hoping my efforts will pay off. And maybe, just maybe, I’ll finally find a way to express my gratitude for everything she’s done for me.
The woman I can’t get out of my head hands me a note as she steps onto the sand beside me. “Why does the sun have to rise so early?” Spencer complains. Her eyes squint against the brightening horizon, and I can tell she’s not used to waking up at this hour. “You sure this is the best time for surfing? It feels like an ungodly hour.”
“Trust me, it’s worth it,” I assure her, my enthusiasm unfazed by her skepticism. “The waves are perfect right now, and there’s something magical about catching a ride just as the world wakes up. You’ll see.”
Spencer sighs but nods in resignation. She looks stunning, even in her grumpy state. Dressed in an old-fashioned black swimsuit that hugs her curves in all the right places, she exudes an air of vintage elegance. It will be a challenge to keep my instincts under control as my cock sometimes has a mind of its own.
She gives me another nod, but her eyes are focused on the ocean in front of us while pulling her hair back into a tight ponytail. Her green eyes narrow with determination, and I sense that she’s ready to embrace the challenge despite her initial reluctance.
“First things first,” I say, leading her toward the water’s edge while making sure my face remains in her sight. “We need to get you comfortable on the board.”
As we walk, I take note of the smooth sand beneath our feet, the salty scent of the ocean filling my nostrils, and the sound of the crashing waves growing louder with each step. My heart races in anticipation of what’s to come, and I silently hope Spencer will fall in love with surfing as much as I have.
Something inside me screaming why? But I silence the question, getting into the here and now.
“Okay, here we go,” I say, positioning her on the board. “Remember to keep your weight centered and bend your knees slightly. And most importantly, have fun!”
Her skeptical expression slowly transforms into a smile as she nods, and I feel a sense of pride in knowing that I’ve managed to coax her out of her shell, even if just a little. As we push off into the waves, I find myself more excited than ever before, eager to share this exhilarating experience with the woman who has come to mean so much to me.
As Spencer shifts her weight on the board, her black swimsuit hugs her body in all the right places. The way it accentuates her curves and flatters her figure sends my heart pounding against my chest. I swallow hard, momentarily entranced by her porcelain skin and the droplets of water glistening like diamonds upon it.
“Alright, let’s start with the basics,” I say, shaking off my distraction. “When you feel the wave coming, paddle with both arms to gain some speed.”
She makes a gesture, demonstrating a tentative stroke.
“Exactly like that!” I encourage her, impressed by her keen intuition. “Now, when you want to stand up on the board, put your hands by your chest and push up, like doing a push-up before stepping or jumping into a standing position.”
Her green eyes meet mine, filled with determination. “I think you got it. Can we try it?”
I smile warmly, feeling a strong connection forming between us as we share this experience.
We spend the next hour practicing, with me offering tips and guidance while Spencer applies herself wholeheartedly to every aspect of the lesson. Her cautious nature has been replaced by a newfound sense of thrill, and I’m struck by the beauty unfolding before me.
“Damn, Spencer! You’re really getting the hang of this!” I exclaim after she manages to ride a small wave for several seconds.
She beams at me, her face flushed with excitement as my chest swells with pride.
As we continue our lesson, I find myself increasingly drawn to Spencer, not just her physical beauty but also her resilience and spirit too. She is like the ocean itself. Powerful, mysterious, and alluring. And as we ride the waves together, I hope our bond will continue to grow stronger, just like the tides surrounding us.
Catching a wave together, Spencer and I glide effortlessly across the water’s surface. The ocean spray tickles my skin, and the adrenaline courses through my veins, igniting a fire within me that I’ve never felt before. Beside me, I see Spencer grinning ear to ear as she maneuvers her surfboard with surprising ease, her green eyes sparkling with excitement.
“Look at you!” I shout, unable to contain my joy, even if I know she can’t hear me. It doesn’t matter, she can feel it. “You’re a natural!”
Spencer laughs in response, her happiness infectious. As we ride the wave toward the shore, I’m captivated by her playful spirit. She splashes me with a flick of her hand, sending water droplets onto my face, and I find myself laughing with her. We’re like two kids enjoying a day at the beach, free from worries and responsibilities.
“Ready for another one?” I ask as we paddle back out into the deeper waters. Spencer nods eagerly, her determination evident despite her hearing loss. She’s not letting her disability hold her back, and I’m beyond impressed by her resilience.
As we position ourselves for the next wave, I decide to try something new. Paddling closer to Spencer, I sign, “Let’s ride this one together.”
Her eyes light up with excitement as she nods her agreement. When the wave finally reaches us, we paddle in unison, the powerful force of the ocean propelling us forward. The sensation is electrifying, our synchronized movements creating a sense of unity between us. It’s as if we’re becoming one with the ocean and each other.
Together, we’ve conquered the waves, and I think that this is only the beginning of something unknown.
