I’d happily catch that woman any time she wanted. She wasn’t my usual type, but she had me captivated.

From first glance she seemed so well put together, so in control, but as I peeled back the layers, I was learning that there was much more to her than what initially met the eye.

I couldn’t believe any man would take a woman like her for granted. That gang of brothers did the right thing, putting her ex in his place. Meadow deserved the best. Any man that didn’t understand that, didn’t deserve to be within a million miles of her.

“Ahh what are you doing?” she exclaimed as I spun her around.

“I just can’t keep my hands off of you.” Still holding her, I kissed her. She wrapped her legs around me and I held her closer. What started as a gentle kiss, quickly became more intense. This woman drove me crazy, in the best possibly way. I pressed my lips firmly against hers, causing them to part slightly so my tongue could find hers. The second our tongues met, my dick was fully erect again. Right then I made it my mission to have my tongue explore every inch of her perfect body.

I knew she realized I was hard for her when I noticed a smile grow on her face as we kissed. I let her body drop slightly and I thrust her back up so that her body pressed against my hard-on.

“I’m not sure who likes you more, me or my dick,” I said.

She giggled.

“Where did you come from, Kane?”

“I already told you, right here in Pismo Beach.”

“You dork. You know what I mean. I’m still trying to believe that you’re real. That this night is actually happening. Being in a place like this, with a man like you. I’ve never had a man make me feel the way you do. You seem too good to be true.”

It felt really nice for her to say that to me. What felt even better was that for the first time in two years, the feeling of getting close to a woman wasn’t making me hit the panic button. The old me would have gone running for the hills after a moment like this.

While I was hanging out with Steph, I figured the reason I wasn’t feeling connected to her was because I wasn’t ready to move on. Being with Meadow quickly made me realize that I was ready after all. I just hadn’t found the right woman.

“You know what I love?” I said, and her eyes widened immediately.

“No.”

“Swimming at night,” I said.

She laughed.

“Come swim with me,” I said as I put her back on her feet.

“I can’t. I don’t have a swim suit.”

“Neither do I,” I said with a smirk.

I pulled off my shirt and dropped it on the sand. Then I undid my pants and boxers and stepped out of them. I hoped she would follow my lead.

She didn’t.

I don’t think she’d even noticed I was naked yet. She was too focused on the darkness of the ocean and her excuses not to get in.

“It looks freezing,” she said. “And there could be anything out there at night.”

“You mean like sea monsters?”

She didn’t answer but the way she was looking at the ocean told me she believed that wasn’t beyond the realm of possibility.

“Trust me,” I said.

“We don’t have towels.”

“Please Meadow. We really want you to get naked and come swimming with us.”

“We?”

She looked around at me for the first time, finally noticing that I was completely naked.

“We,” I said again, indicating my raging hard on.

When she saw the size of my cock for the first time, her eyes widened. She raised her hand to cover her mouth. Seeing her reaction only made me harder.

“Holy cow! That was inside me?”

“It’s the only sea monster you need to be afraid of, babe.”

She let out a laugh.

“You’re so ridiculous, Kane.”

“You’ve been warned,” I said, taking her hand and leading her closer to the ocean.

“It’s tempting, Kane,” she said, eyeing my massive cock, “but I’m just terrified at the thought of getting into that dark water. All I can think of is whales and giant squid and all the other creatures that might grab me.”

“You sure?” I said, stepping into the water.

“Go ahead. I’ll watch.”

“All right. You’re off the hook, but only because it’s night time.”

I gave her a kiss and ran into the water, diving head first into the first wave I came to. I came up for air and looked back to her on the shore. She was rolling up the bottoms of her pants to take a few steps into the water.

I dove back under the water and swam out a bit. The beach at the pier was usually crawling with people, but at night, it was like a completely different spot. I loved being in the ocean at night, but honestly, there isn’t any time I don’t love being in the ocean.

There was a time, after the accident, when I couldn’t go near it, but that time had passed.

I turned around and let the waves take me back to shore.

“Isn’t it the most incredible thing?” I said, rising out of the frothy water.

“Pretty amazing,” she said, but I wasn’t sure if she was eyeing my cock or the water.

I let the waves crash against my legs and naked ass as I stood there, looking at her.

“Three quarters of the world is covered by ocean. We’ve barely explored any of it.”

“Incredible,” she agreed, but this time she was definitely looking at my cock.

“So vast, so deep, so mysterious.”

“I’ll say,” she said, and let the most adorable, naughty smirk cross her face. 

“You’re a naughty girl,” I teased.

“What do you expect, mister naked?”

I laughed and let myself fall backwards into a wave that was coming up behind me. “Aren’t you afraid of sharks?” she said when I came back up.

“I don’t allow myself to be afraid. There are too many wondrous things in the ocean to let fear get the best of you. Think of all the creatures they haven’t even discovered yet!”

“That’s what scares me.”

“What about blue whales? Do you know how big they are?”

“More or less.”

I looked at her, so pretty in the moonlight.

“I’m not boring you, am I?”

“Not at all.”

“Just tell me to shut up if I go on too long. I can get totally carried away talking about the ocean.”

“I like listening to you, Kane. I like that you’re passionate about things.”

“I’m very passionate about blue whales. Did you know their arteries are big enough for a person to swim in?”

“I did not,” she said.

“Or that a car could park in their heart?”

“I had no idea they were that big.”

I stood up and strode toward her.

“They’re massive,” I said, giving my cock a little shake.

Her smile killed me. I had to kiss it. I loved that she was in the ocean, even if just barely. I stood up and reached for her face to kiss her. She let me kiss her, but she backed her body away from mine to avoid getting wet. I laughed and turned to dive back in the water.

Before I swam out too far for her to hear me, I paused and turned around.

“Are you sure you don’t want to come in? It feels so good.”

“Yup. Quite sure,” she said, without hesitation.

“You should come in and let the waves wash away your ex-husband. The tide can pull all his negativity into the water and you’ll be free from it.”

She looked at me like that was exactly what she needed. She bent over and held out her hands to touch the water washing over her feet. She looked back up at me and shook her head. I thought I’d convinced her but she was clearly a stubborn woman.

“There’s so much symbolism in waves,” I said.

“You really are quite the surfer, aren’t you?”

“I guess so. Should I stop?”

“No. Keep going. Please. It’s been a long time since I spent any time with a man who was passionate about anything.”

I smiled and carried on.

“So waves. Dude, they’re like not only totally gnarly to shred on, but they’re like a wickedly symbolic metaphor for life, bro,” I said in my most exaggerated surfer voice.

She burst out laughing. Her laugh was one of my favorite things about her. I felt like I wanted to spend my whole life making her laugh.

“But seriously. Life is change, and there’s always something new coming your way, just like the waves approaching the shore. Some are bigger than others, some are better than others, some we want, some we don’t. But whether you like it or not, they’re always coming.”

“You’re right, Kane.”

“You can’t stop a wave, but you can learn to surf it.”

Meadow was really listening, really appreciating my take on things, and it made me feel proud of what I had to say.

“Sometimes we don’t want the wave yet, maybe we don’t feel ready for it, but no matter what, it’s coming, and that’s okay. If we allow ourselves to relax and float in the water, we’ll simply rise as it passes by. There’s no need to worry about missing it, because there’s always another one coming.”

I demonstrated by letting an approaching wave lift me up and then down. Then I swam to where the waves were cresting. I stood with my back to the ocean, my legs spread wide, my arms crossed tightly in front of my chest, and I faced her.

“If we resist, no matter how hard we try, they’ll knock us over.”

I let the big wave crash against my back before taking me under the water. I let it keep me under longer than I had to. When I finally came back up for air I continued.

“The harder we struggle against it, the longer it will keep us under and drag us against the ocean floor.”

“You had me worried there,” she said. “I thought you’d never come back up.”

I smiled at her.

“Then there’s the perfect wave. The wave with our name on it. A wanted change. A needed change. The change we’re ready for. We see it coming and it’s exciting. We get on top of that wave, leap to our feet on the board, and ride it all the way to shore.” I dove on top of a wave and used my body like a surfboard. I rode it all the way back to Meadow.

It was bigger than I anticipated. I could feel the power build as it carried me. Meadow got closer and closer and I could see she wasn’t aware of what was happening. I tried to get her attention, but just as I called out for her to move, I was too late. The wave broke right in front of her, giving her only enough time to turn her back on it. The force pushed her over and she fell with a splash into the water.

I couldn’t believe the irony. I laughed as I ran to lift her back up to her feet. Another wave beat me to her, covering her with more water. When I reached her, she was fine, but she wasn’t laughing.

“Kane! I’m soaked. I’m so embarrassed. Quit laughing at me,” she said, trying to fix her hair.

“You’re just ocean kissed. That wave really got you good,” I said, helping her out of the water. I could tell she’d had enough beach time. I shook myself off as much as I could before putting my pants and shirt back on.

“I’m soaked. How will I get back to the motel?”

I looked at her, her sexy curves hugging the wet fabric of her clothing, her breasts and ass as clearly visible as if she was naked, and knew my answer.

“Come to my place. I’ve got dry clothes you can change into.”