A Little Spice in My Life Called Ginger -- Chapter 6 of 6 .
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skylinerider
Ginger- A Blond Nymph Who Added Spice To My Life - Chapter 6 of 6A chance encounter with a young blond girl who was strikingly naïve in just about all sexual activities for her age led to a summer of exciting sexual fun. That was many years ago before we both left the beach front to chase our individual careers. Now we are both back on the beach front after many years and it is very apparent that all our old feelings and passions reunite us for more than conversations about time long past. But, there are problems now; namely the return of Ginger's mostly absent husband from his many extended business trips. Ginger now has to face the reality of her husband's first love of making money and just how much she has to loose by getting caught having an illicit relationship with me.
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Chapter 6 - The Saga Ends
I awoke early the next morning and found myself just staring aimlessly at the ceiling while thinking about my sexual romp in Ginger's bed. I agreed that she now could dream and think about us when her husband would be sleeping in his own bed in the other room. I laid there just reflecting on how much I had sacrificed by following my career path while out of the country. I thought of us and how different I would feel being married with kids and how comfortable my life could have been. I now knew just how much it meant for Ginger to be married and how good a wife she would have been to me. But now that was just a dream for me. My belly had an uneasy feeling in it and I was emotionally choked up thinking about us being together.
Ginger called me from her work place. She explained she had forgotten in all her excitement that she had a dentist appointment after work to complete some dental surgery. She would call me in a few days or so. The surgery would be invasive and she needed to be quiet and rest for a day afterwards. I opted to take a couple of days off of my busy schedule and did the days at the beach with family and friends. The family previously had expressed dismay that I was always busy doing other things with other people and did not have time to get reacquainted with all the family members. Oh well!
Ginger called me the following week and we went to lunch. She looked saddened. The cause of her sadness was that her husband would be returning in a few weeks. She told me she was emotionally distraught because of his return. She also realized the reality of our situation. I told her we knew that he would be returning. I tried to comfort her by reminding her that I would always be around the beach front and we could make plans to see each other once in a while if she wanted too. I also reminded her that she had a very comfortable life and many family responsibilities that she needed to think about. I could not ensure such a stable and wealthy life style to which she had become comfortable with and definitely enjoyed.
The next day was very hot on the beach front and we made plans to go to the beach on the island and enjoy a day of swimming and a picnic. The isolated beach area was sparsely populated and we had all day to discuss what I was going to do with my life. Ginger was obviously excited with my plans and she began to act sensual and openly sexual. Without saying anything, she took off her conservative bikini top and turned to show me all she had to get me excited with her display. I looked around to see if any one was close enough to see her actions. Luck will have it, there was no one close enough to distinguish her nudity.
With a coy expression on her face, she purred and then asked me to help her. "Please put some sun block lotion on my boobies and my nipples. They will get sun burned if you don't and you will not be able to caress and kiss them."
"Come on Ginger, that's enough fooling around. I want you to cover up before you get both of us in trouble."
"Boy you certainly have changed. I can remember when you would have asked me to take off the bottom of my bikini. If fact, I can remember that you would put me on my back and you would take off the bottom of my bikini."
"I'll promise to put the sun tan lotion on you if you cover up afterwards."
"Did you say promise?" was her comment. I said "Yes." Ginger came back with "I'll put my bikini top back on if you promise to take me in my own bed tonight." Without thinking I agreed. When I had a second to think, I went to speak and Ginger put her finger to my mouth and said "You promised!" She gently kissed me with a smirking smile and then whispered in my ear "A promise made is a debt unpaid!" Oh hells bells, more philosophical words from her religious romanticism. I had been trapped!
She pulled the top of her bikini back into place and snuggled along side of me displaying absolute contentment with her performance. After a while, I had my back rubbed and scratched, my head rubbed, my neck and shoulders massaged and more tanning lotion rubbed all over me, all with a sexy smirk on Gingers face. Just looking at her I could tell that she had only one impure thought on her mind, as she referred to her sexual fantasies. She had completely seduced and then trapped me into a situation that I was nervous about. Ginger leaned forward and kissed my ear saying,
"I'm going to get you good tonight in my bed. Why you may have a chance to break my bed when I get hold of you."
I shuddered at the thought and my belly responded with queasy sensations as I thought about us together in her bed. Then I started to get horny. She had started something that I did not want to stop; but not here on the beach.
I went to relaxing and dozing in the shade of her beach umbrella when she reminded me while giggling and twisting about that it was good that I was resting since I had a full night of energetic bedtime activities ahead of me. She never gave up on reminding me of the coming night activities all day long, over and over.
" You know, I have been dreaming every once in a while over the years, hoping for you to come back and seduce me like you've done these past weeks. I'm so happy with myself I can't explain what I feel. Do you know no one has ever done what you have promised you will do to me tonight in my own bed? That's what I'm talking about and what I've missed out on."
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We met that evening and drove to a great restaurant up the coast and viewed the sights along the coast road. Ginger looked absolutely stunning and very sexy in how she was dressed and she knew it. Her low cut neckline accentuated her proud and erect tits. Her tits projected the impression that they needed to get out of her dress. I had to keep looking at her as I drove. Ginger sensed me looking at her and smiled every time she caught me staring at her. Ginger knew what she had accomplished since I could not take my eyes off her. Her entire demeanor was hypnotic to me.
I was surprised that she never mentioned any sexual innuendoes during the early evening meal which was out of character for Ginger under our present situation. But alas, I soon felt her shoeless foot sliding up and rubbing along my leg. She was back into her seduction mode with a sexy smile. Ginger mentioned that I was beginning to sweat as she rubbed her leg against mine and ended with her smiling comment of "My bedroom is air conditioned." Ginger just could not let go of her seductive achievement of getting together in her bed for a minute. I didn't comment since she knew I was already hers for the taking! But that wasn't much of a task; I just could not keep my thoughts on any subject but her.
We drove back to where we had left her car and then drove to her beach house in different cars. I parked away from her place and walked down the beach shore and up through the sea grass covered sand dunes to her place; just the reverse of what she had done years before. I was now completely calm with the situation of being in her house and in her bed. Ginger was however very nervous. Her great idea of me bedding her down in her own bed while we were away from her beach house was now a tense situation for Ginger when she was put to the test.
She excused herself and returned wearing a see through bed time outfit that was absolutely stunning. Her pointed nipples were prominently protruding through her outfit. She quickly commented that she had this outfit for some time but had never put it on until tonight. Those words were followed by a big smile. "How do I look?" I attempted to get some moisture to my dry mouth because I was now very nervous. She was beautiful to look at with or without the outfit. I was very excited with this potentially dangerous bedroom setting and how much I wanted to be with her.
The lights were turned down very low and two candles were lit to intensify the mood. As we sat close to each other, she ran her fingers lightly over my face and body, touching me everywhere. When I lifted her lacy night gown to see her breasts she inhaled deeply, revealing how stimulated she was at the moment. She moaned as I leaned forward and blew a warm breath of air on her hard standing erect nipples followed by a gentle kiss to both of her nipples. I then wet my finger tips and made several circles around one nipple and then the other. Ginger slowly tilted her back and closed her eyes while enjoying the erotic stimulation from my touching.
Her lips parted just slightly allowing a soft murmur of words to slip from between her lips. "You always know what to do and when to do it. No one will ever be able to excite me like you do; no one!"
Then with a few more flicks of my tongue around and over both nipples, she was utterly hot and ready to be taken. I went to just kiss her when she pushed me back and looked into my face.
"I had planned to just tease you, work you over and then seduce you. But look at me. I'm so rattled and hot to be taken now that you have touched me. I don't want to play or wait."
With that, she stood, stripped and stood in front of me displaying all of her loveliness that she knew always ended in my seduction. I said "I thought that I was going to be the first man to take off those PJs!" She was breathing heavy, her nostrils flaring with her excitement as she murmured, "Next time lover; next time."
I loved the electricity that was jumping between us as we played with each others emotions. Ginger also knew we had something special going on now between us this night. She told me that no one else was going to get what she had shared with me the last few days. I stood by the edge of her bed where she slowly undressed me, kissing every area that was uncovered before removing all of my clothes. We stood just looking at each other for a second before I noticed our muted reflections in a large mirror that was over the bureau. I motioned for her to look in the mirror. We stood there and looked at each other in the mirror. Her breasts were standing proud and very firm to the gentle touch with her nipples hard and erect. Her breast were however lifting and falling due to her heavy breathing due to the excitement of the moment.
Ginger knew I always admired her very erect and protruding tits. She smiled and casually commented that "I've had a little help from a friend with my boobies." When I displayed a questioning look on my face because of that statement her eyes opened wide as she whispered.
"Good grief Bobby, sometimes you are so dumb! I had a boob lift to perk them up like they were before having my kids. Well do you like them? Oh jeese Louise! Now I'm the dumb one. I can see the smirk on your face!" Then she just shook her head in disbelief at my innocence. I just shrugged my shoulders.
I put my arm around her and pulled her to me feeling how soft and smooth her back felt. I slowly caressed the cheeks of her ass which produced a soft murmur of contentment and a deep loving look into my face. I told her that I wanted to remember this image. I wanted to be able to recall what I see in the mirror when I'm alone in the darkness of my bed back in my beach house. I felt her fingers tighten and gently dig into my side which was an exclamation of how much I excited her with comments like that. I had aroused her passion again. I had touched deep down hidden feelings and I knew it. We stood, just holding on to each other as we gently swayed to our individual thoughts. I became aware again of just how beautiful she was as I watched her in the mirror. I cupped her magnificent butt and pressed myself to her. She murmured softly as she felt my hardness pressing against her lower body. We stayed for some time standing in front of the mirror holding each other and not saying a word with Ginger sighing every now and then.
She thought that this was to be a tender get together. We were going to make love tonight, but her way. We both moved slowly with Ginger leading the way to what she thought we were going to do next. I'm sure she was remembering each and every move she was making and how I was responding. Our temperatures were rising. I was feeling heated even with the air conditioning of the cottage.
The breathing and deep kissing was now more passionate. Ginger was purring like a content kitten in between her long sighs. Then I felt my back and sides slowly being raked with her claw like fingernails. I had made a significant error in my judgment of her being a content kitten. Ginger was now a hot and wild cougar with the claws to make me her victim of passion.
I flinched at the pain and strongly exclaimed sharply "No." I didn't want to explain to my sister and family how I got long scratches on my back. In really, I always loved looking at the scratches in the mirror the next day and remembering how I got them. Ginger snuggled close to my ear with "Just a little something to remember ‘Your Ginger' by when you go to your own bedroom!"
With a soft voice I said "You had a few to many drinks." She agreed and told me that was just a little sample of what she owed me for leaving her all these past years.
After a couple of minutes to regain the mood, the tenderness that we had previously felt for each other slowly returned. I kissed her tenderly as I circled my finger around and around each nipple. She initially was fondling me, caressing and gentle squeezing my cock and balls and telling me I was wet. Circling my fingers around her nipples, then kissing and biting each nipple appeared to blur her focus on what she had been doing to me because she stopped. Looking up at my face, I could see she was watching me so intently, possibly savoring the image on what I was doing to her. I know I was.
I laid her back on the bed and continued my focus on her nipples and breasts as she closed her eyes and seem to drift off for the moment. She did not recognize what I was doing to the side of her breast before it was too late. Her body flexed to the realization that I had given her a hickey on her tit. I smiled as I said "Payback for the scratches." She smiled back and explained no one was going to have the chance to see her hickey anyway, not even her husband.
Now how was I going to hide my scratches! A good question to my self since my sister would be scrutinizing me every time I was around her. My sister could be an inquisitive bitch every now and then. Sometime she skipped the inquisitive stage and just was a bitch.
I slowly slid down Ginger's body, kissing here and there until I reached below her belly button. Her legs came up to form a wide open "V" as she spread her legs wide as she whispered "I've been waiting for this moment all day!"
There was no blond bush covering Ginger's pussy for me to search through this night. Ginger had shaved her pussy smooth and had placed perfume close by on her legs. I looked up at her face to find her smiling. "That's just a little surprise for my one and only real lover."
She held my head and guided my face and tongue to her now moist slit. Ginger uttered a deep sigh as I spread her lips and just savored the pink region in the subdued light of the room. She must have been thinking of what was coming. At the first touch of my lips and tongue to the entrance of her love box and stiff nub, she groaned very loudly ending in a deep inhaling indicating to me the intensity of what she was feeling. I proceeded to commit my self to this mutual sharing of an intense expressive bedroom encounter. Lingering with my tongue at her stiff nub resulted in her hips slowly becoming elevated more and more until her hips and lower back were separated from the bed. Ginger stayed elevated without uttering the slightest sound for a short time and then moaned a "Take me now, please." as her hips slowly settled to the bed.
I wasn't ready to begin doing what she anticipated. I slowly began to slide my tongue down between her pussy lips on the path to a more forbidden passageway. When I arrived at its location I ran my tongue around the very tight entrance and then pushed the tip of my tongue in just a little way. Ginger's hips flexed as she recognizing where I was now licking.
"You are being really bad tonight but I don't want you to stop. We both have talked about where you are kissing me. I'm very nervous with what you are thinking about. I've never done anything there."
Ginger now caressed my face and head as I crawled up and over her body. I cupped both of her legs with my arms behind her knees and pressed her legs up and over her chest. Ginger instinctively placed her legs over my back and crossed her feet. When I went to place my hardness at the entrance of her pussy she whispered seductively.
"Let me help! I thought that you were going to do it in my bum!"
"Not right now honey" as I slowly lowered myself and she smiled to my change in plans. Ginger whispered a question to me. "Do you know how much you mean to me now?" I kissed her lips gently as I responded "Yes," Ginger whispered "Good". She propped her head on her pillow in order to let her have a good view of my very stiff cock beginning to penetrate her pussy. I felt her hand grasp my cock and give it a loving squeeze. Ginger's had a broad smile on her face as she looked up into my eyes.
"You feel really big tonight. I think we are both very excited about what we are sharing tonight." With that softly spoken remark, she wiggled her hips slightly, let go of my cock and enveloped my hardness full length until my balls were kissed by the lips of her wet pussy. We began to move together with long, slow and deep strokes. Ginger took a deep breath at each deep penetration and then sighed softly at each slow withdrawal. Then she sighed and said. "Do it harder Bobby. Make me have to beg you to stop!" I began to thrust my cock strongly while Ginger unlocked her legs from behind my back. Ginger placed her feet firmly on the bed and began to thrust her hips upward as I rammed my cock into her pussy as she demanded. Now the head board of her bed began bouncing against the bedroom wall.
"Good thing no is at home tonight to hear all this noise honey." Ginger did not comment, she just continued with her strong thrusting. I don't think she heard a word I had spoken.
Within a short time we knew what we felt and what was going to happen if we continued. I was pulled in close with her arms wrapped tightly over my back. I could feel the tightening of her love tunnel as she quietly moaned she was cumming as she raised her hips in anticipation of my cumming with her. I could now feel her legs uncontrollably flexing to the sensations rippling through her body. She instinctively clutched handfuls of the bed sheets along with biting me on my shoulder and moaning to all the pleasures she was experiencing. I made a note to myself to pay her back for the bite. She had hurt me.
Ginger softly whispered "Don't stop. Do you hear me honey? Don't stop." There was a moment of silence and then "Oh baby, I'm cumming for you right now." She lifted her hips off of the bed and explosively climaxed several times signaling each surge of feelings with deep and passionate whimper of pleasure. With a comment of "Enough honey enough." Ginger collapsed back on to the bed. "I need to rest for a few minutes. Those were strong climaxes; one right after another. All my nerves are tingling."
I could have filled her pussy with my love juice. I however, had other ideas for Ginger this night. In the past, we had spoken of other places to bury my cock. Ginger always thought it was just fantasy talk on my part but tonight she was to find out I had been serious.
I slowly pulled my cock out of her pussy. It stood out straight and a little bit elevated. It glistened in the subdued light due to it being covered with Ginger's pussy juice. I then rolled Ginger onto her side next to me on the bed. I cuddle up to her in a spooning position and kissed her gently on the back of her neck. Then I began to rub my cock between the lips of her pussy before sliding my cock further back between her pussy lips. I felt the lower entrance to her more personal tunnel and began to caress it with the head of my cock. Ginger's body flexed when she felt where I was gently pressing the head of my cock.
"You did not cum with me did you? You are holding back on me because you have other devious ideas, don't you? What are you going to do? I've never done anything like I think you are trying to do. I'm very nervous about doing this." Then Ginger looked back at me and smiling broadly she whispered. "I think you are going to be a bad, bad boy tonight."
"Just relax and let me play with you. Don't be nervous. If you want me to stop, I will."
I did not press the issue but I continued to caress the area with the head my cock. With very little effort I reinserted my cock into her pussy full depth and then slowly withdrew it insuring that it was completely lubricated with her pussy juice. Now I was ready to press the issue of fucking her beautiful bubble shaped ass.
After a few feeble attempts at caressing her ass, Ginger was beginning to relax and commented that it felt pretty good at what I was doing. I guided my cock to her restricted opening and placed a little bit of pressure on my cock. Ginger's ass was very tight from being nervous. I just held it against her ass until she relaxed a little and the head of my cock slid ever so slightly into her ass. Ginger recognized the intrusion and tightened her body and ass with a reflex movement to my intrusion. I did not move or try for any further depth of penetration. "Be very careful Bobby, I told you that I don't know if this is really a good idea."
When I felt Ginger's tension easing and she was beginning to relax, I was preparing to push my cock further in depth. Before I could move, I felt Ginger gently press her hips against me and slowly engulfed half of my cock further up her ass. She inhaled deeply as she imbedded herself further onto my cock. She then looked back over her shoulder and chuckled at her effort. I was completely taken back at what she done. I never would have attempted to drive my cock into her ass so quickly, forcibly and deep.
"I wanted to be bad just like you tonight. It feels different in my bum than in my pussy, but it doesn't hurt. I just feel over filled with your cock. Just do it easy until I can relax."
With that comment Ginger relaxed her head on her pillow and wiggled back against me as I wrapped my arm over her and held on to one of her tits. A gently squeezing of her nipple resulted in a sigh from her lips. I then slid my hand down to her pussy and began to caress her clit. Ginger instinctively began to gently pump as I also moved to begin fucking her ass.
"I'm very horny again Bobby. I'm very excited and I can tell that I'm not done for the night. I'm not going to last very long though. May be I'm going to have more than one climax like a string of pearls again."
Ginger went quiet again and I now knew she was going to explode and be very vocal if she began a second series of climaxes. We both moved in a sensually slow dance. My cock was savoring all the new feelings as I fucked her ass slow and deep. We both new this new experience was not going to last. Ginger began to quiver with the excitement of our new adventure and the strong sensations she was feeling as we both fucked each other. I continued to caress her clit and pussy as I moved my cock in long slow strokes. Suddenly, Ginger attempted to turn and see me. Her hand reached back and grabbed one cheek of my ass as she called out to me with passion in her voice.
"Bobby!" "Bobby!" "Bobby!"
Ginger was exploding once again with continues climaxes, one after another. Her body flexed at each surge of feelings as she then rolled aggressively on to her belly and thrust her ass against my body. She tried to reach back a couple of times to grab hold of me before grabbing the bed sheets in her tight fists.
I supported most of my body weight on my arms as I repeatedly pushed my cock deep into her ass. Even with me being on top of her and fucking her slowly but with great enthusiasm, she began to creep along the bed while being very vocal. When her head made contact the bed's head board she stopped creeping forward and began whimpering while her body now gently pressed back against my gentle thrusts. She called out my name a couple of times and then told me of the intenseness of the repeated surges of feelings rippling through her body.
"I'm tingling everywhere, even down to my toes. It just won't stop. The first climax was the most powerful that I've ever felt. But I think I'm done now."
I pushed my cock in full length and started to just flex my cock and move it only a few inches with each stroke. Ginger turned her head around to see my face and murmur a question to me that she already knew the answer too. "Do you have a present for me tonight? I want you to do me in my bum, do you hear me? I don't think you are done."
Asking me to cum in her ass was more that I could handle emotionally. I felt the surge beginning in my cock and balls. Ginger could always sense my body motions signaling to her that my climax was starting and she was always right. "Oh honey I can tell, I can tell. Please do it to me now. Please!"
With that encouragement, I began to explode, squirting what seemed to be a great amount of cum with strong ejaculations. I needed to be vocal as I squirted and exclaim all my feelings as I filled her ass with all my love juice. I soon collapsed on to the bed with all my energy sapped from my body. Now I needed to rest and get recharged after such a memorable and prolonged fuck secession with powerful ejaculations.
After a few moments, I rolled us on to our sides never separating in the roll over maneuver. She felt very tight to me as she lifted one leg over my legs and pushed against me to maximize our deep penetration. We were very quiet for some time and no words needed to be spoken. We had our individual thoughts to keep us content and coupled as one.
After a while we moved to one side of the bed to hopefully get away from wet spot we had produced in her bed. It didn't help much. I was asked to stay while I held her close. I thought that I would stay for a while and then leave. We however, dozed off holding on to each other as usual and ended up waking in the early morning.
I awoke to the grey of the dawn showing in the windows. My startled reaction awakened Ginger. She knew the danger of me staying so long. I dressed quickly before she walked me to the door leading out to the back deck. She stood naked just inside the darkened door way giving me a quick kiss while telling me we will both remember this night. Now that was an understatement. We both surveyed the sand dunes and the beach area for people through the open door but it was very early and no one was stirring. Suddenly, Ginger spoke first, breaking the silence.
"Oh! I think I've sprung a leak. The result of your loving me last night is running down the inside of my leg. You still are being bad. Oh good grief it's going to a river. You need to go and I need to take a shower. And honey, I want you to know I sure do ache in the front and in the rear. I'm going to soak in the jet tub for a long time."
Ginger then wrapped her arms around me to give me what I thought would be a passionate good bye kiss. Instead, she slowly rubbed our noses together while she tried somewhat unsuccessfully to suppress her giddiness. Finally, she calmed herself sufficiently to continue with her question.
"Bobby! I have a question for you!" I could tell from the voice inflection that travelled with the words, something was up! "Bobby! Would it be safe to say now that last night you fucked the ass off me?"
With that comment, she chuckled and gave me a wet kiss to send me on my way. She did not need to have me answer her question. Ginger then placed a cloth towel between her legs to capture what was cascading down her leg.
It was now my time to escape to the safety of my beach house before the people on the beach front rose to begin their day. I replayed what Ginger had done so often long before, scurrying unseen down through the sand dunes and onto the beach front that was out of sight of the beach houses. I finally arrived at my parked car further down the road. As I approached my car and safety, I was smirking to my self over our night time activities. It was a good night!
A late afternoon phone message from Ginger announced the arrival of Ginger's husband the next morning. She was to pick him up at the airport. We met for a few minutes the next morning some what shielded in heavy fog on the beach road to the island. Ginger was very upset and extremely nervous with the early return of her husband. She had planned for a better separation between us knowing full well it was coming.
Ginger had finally faced the reality of just how much of a good life she could lose from being exposed to our indiscrete encounters. Yep, all that easy money that came from her husband, her two expensive houses, nice cars, no responsibilities and of course, her family and friends. I sensed that she had made an important decision in her best interest.
I told her that I would never call her. She was to call me and we could keep in contact if she so desired. With a "Damn everybody" statement she gave me a kiss on the roadway. She half heartedly said she would call me and we would get together some time. She left quickly, waving to me as she watched the fog close in on me as I disappeared in her rear view mirror. It was one hell of a way to break off a very emotional return to being loved once again. But what the hell, this is the beach front and nothing ever changes here.
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While Ginger left me standing on the roadway with many promises and desires, I was never to see her again after that day. I saw her two kids on the beach front several weeks later, but no Ginger. I kept my distance as the summer past into the late fall without any contact. At that time, I felt it was just a matter of time and we would get together again. I was so wrong. To my surprise, Ginger's beach house was winterized in the fall and the windows shuttered against the cold winter winds and snow.
Upon the arrival of early summer, a young family with several children appeared in Ginger's beach house with out any notice that the beach house had been sold. The rumors on the beach front were that Ginger and her family had moved to California. I just casually listened to the small talk about Ginger and family on the beach front. I kept my mouth shut projecting that I had little interest in the gossip. And besides, in the short time I had been back, I could see that there was one hell of a lot of pebbles on the beach.
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I went about my activities getting my beach house livable for the next few days. One morning thereafter, I went down to the boat yard where my boat was being refinished to a new boat condition. The boat was ready to be launched and take its place in the dock along with the rest of the boats. The rear transom also carried the boat's new name; "The Best of Times".
As I left the boat yard, I was directed to the best breakfast in town at a little ocean side diner that looked like it was just out of my youthful days long ago. After I took a few steps inside the side door, I was greeted by several of the local fishermen with "Hey stranger. Are you the skipper of the "The Best of Times?" With an affirmative answer from me, they indicated that they approved of my endeavor. It came as surprise to me since I didn't know any one who was sitting at the counter. I also did not think that any one was even following the efforts being taken on restoring my boat. But like I alluded too several times, that this was the beach front and nothing much ever changes down here. So a little change is immediately brought to every ones attention. And everyone knows everybody's business and it's now obvious, they knew mine.
As I looked at the menu, I received a warm female greeting of "I heard that you were back in town!" I could not believe my eyes when I looked up. The manager was an old girlfriend from my early college days named Tina. I recognized her immediately even without her heavily teased head of hair, lavender colored lipstick and very tight hot pants that never left anything to ones imagination. I was very surprised to see her.
"You haven't changed a bit after all these years. Sit and talk to me and let me in on what's been going on around the beach front while I've been away. What have I missed since I've been out of the country?"
"Come on Bobby, you know nothing much changes around here. The only thing that you have missed out on is me!"
"I can see by looking at you that's a fact. Come on and sit with me for a few minutes and tell me all the dirty laundry on the beach."
Tina sat down with me and recommended a breakfast special that she had delivered to my table. She then sat down close to me and started a conversation. Her blouse, I thought, had a few to many unbuttoned locations allowing me to see a little too much of her boobs for her position in the diner. I got caught staring at her luscious boobs. Tina smiled as she spoke. "I saw you looking where you shouldn't. You don't have to guess what's hidden. You've seen all there is to see there and more, Bobby".
We both shared our stories over the years and why I was back in the area. Her family had done very well in the sea food fishing and restaurant business over the years. This small diner was purchased to keep her elderly father occupied and off the family fishing boats in foul weather and the winter gales. It kept him in the diner when the cold winds of winter blew out of the bay of Maine outside.
Tina kept the financial books for the large family business and helped her father with the morning fishing crowd in this diner. She had been given her dad's small lobster boat and had numerous lobster pots that she checked every day. While the family business fished commercially for lobsters, Tina lobster fishing was just a hobby and a fun time activity. When I mentioned my boat and my plans she just smiled. She had heard though the grape vine I was in the area and all about my boat. The grape vine was obviously the group of old fishermen at the counter. They had looked over my boat and mentioned my name as the new skipper. Tina told them that she had an old boy friend with that name. She told me that she had been excited hoping that it was me.
"Let me see your hands. Ahh look at them! You have the hands of a pansy. You need to get your hands toughened up. I get off ‘work' here at two o'clock. Come out and help me pull my lobster pots. We'll keep a few of the lobsters for a dinner at my beach house. I think you will be surprised at how well I've done since you last knew me. I'll also get some fresh clams from the business. We will pick some ears of corn from my garden. I'll treat you to a fine lobster feast like you never could get in a restaurant. Your contribution to the dinner at my place is your company and some white wine. How's that for a welcome back treat?" I agreed to the invitation and Tina smiled. After I finished my breakfast, I got ready to leave. Tina placed her hands on her hips as she spoke with firmness.
"Breakfast is on the house today Bobby. Now you aren't going to stand me up for this late afternoon date are you? Two o'clock, right?"
My reply was "Two this afternoon and I never ever stood you up for a date before when we dating long ago!"
Tina now lowered her voice and leaned closer to me over the table as she continued her conversation about our dating long before.
"Oh now that's a true statement Bobby. You never stood me up, but you sure did lay me down more than a few times. And by the way, I kept a diary when we going together. I keep it in a special place in my house. I can tell you every time we were together and what we did. I kept that diary all these years to remind me of the fun times we had together."
"Come on. You have to be kidding about keeping a diary all these years. Why the hell would you do that? But you are right about the old days though. We had a lot of good times when we were together. No worries like the kids have these days."
Tina smiled as she leaned further over the table and spoke very softly so no one would hear. "Yeh no worries, except the time I missed one of my periods."
I left any discussion about that comment for a more appropriate time.
Outside the diner, the early morning sun was trying hard to burn off the grey morning fog. As I crossed the street to my truck, I smiled to myself about the name of my boat. Naming it ‘The Best of Times' was definitely appropriate. Upon reaching my truck, a thought flashed through my mind and brought a smile to my face. Ginger would have told me it was an impure thought. Oh well, "Let the good times roll!"
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As time went by, I had time to reflect on the chronicle of Ginger, the beach front and now Tina. A philosophic comment came to mind. What goes around, come around. Maybe this is the beginning of another one of those goes around sagas! But what ever happens now, Ginger is gone, gone, gone! I pine over her ever now and then, but then I go and sit close to Tina while we have coffee and the yearning for Ginger goes away.
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