Surfside (chapter one)

SURFSIDE
A Dirty Novel
Written by [email protected]

Chapter One

Kevin Anderson woke up at the first sound of his radio alarm when it came on at 4 A.M. It was Saturday morning and he had a busy schedule ahead of him. The bed creaked as he shifted his weight and swung his legs out from under the covers and felt the first blast of the cool morning air and the cold tile floor beneath him. He stood and then stretched to work out the sleep from his body, took a deep breath and started for the bathroom.
The shower felt wonderful as it washed away the tightness in his back. He had suffered a back injury years before while surfing and ever since the accident he had been prone to back aches every morning. The shower was the best medicine for this he thought, and after soaking for another ten minutes, he turned off the water and stepped out and dried himself. His skin bristled as the cool morning air on his wet skin caused him to break out in goose bumps. Once he was dried off, he shaved and brushed his teeth, got dressed and went down stairs to make a cup of coffee.
The kitchen light was already on when he stepped into the kitchen. He could smell coffee brewing and then he heard his aunt Cheryl come up behind him. She said “good morning, early bird, what are you doing up so early on your day off ?” Kevin turned and was shocked to see Cheryl in her mini nightdress. It was cut very low in the front and showed the deep cleavage of her magnificent breasts. Her nipples were easily visible beneath the silky covering, and he could see the round curve of her big breasts as they poked forward and upward. Cheryl realized that Kevins’ gaze was anchored on her breasts, but she made no effort to cover them. Instead, she returned his gaze and looked him straight in the eyes and said “the coffee will be ready in just a minute and I’ll get some toast made for us”. Cheryl turned and loaded the toaster with bread, turned it on and went over to the coffee pot which was now full of fresh coffee. She could feel his eyes on her legs and her half covered ass. The nightdress she was wearing only covered her to just below her crotch and it revealed an eyeful of her upper thighs and some of her ass to Kevins’ horney eyes.
Kevin just couldn’t believe that his aunt had such a great body. She was only 34 years old and 34 wasn’t over the hill, but he had never thought of his aunt like this before. She had a body as good and even better than most of the girls in his college classes. He felt his cock getting hard as he continued to stare at her sweet ass and wondered what it would be like to pull her panties down and see her magnificent ass naked. He imagined what it would be like to touch her cheeks and feel her pussy down below. Her pussy lips protruding from a covering of dark brown hair. He reached down and grasped his erect cock and gave it a sweet squeeze. His eyes were almost shut with the pleasure when he heard his aunt say “Kevin, wake up! Heres your coffee and toast”.
Kevin, jumped at the intrusion and when he opened his eyes, saw his aunt standing directly in front of him with a cup of coffee in one hand and a plate of toast in the other. She was looking down at his hand which was still anchored firmly around his swollen bulge and said “so, for the second time, why are you up so early on your day off ?” Kevin gratefully took the toast and coffee from Cheryl and set them down on the kitchen table. He could plainly see through her nightdress to her panties beneath which covered the large mound of her pussy. He knew that she must be aware that her panties were plainly visible from such a short distance but she seemed to be enjoying the game as much as he was.
Cheryl turned and took a seat opposite him at the table and started drinking her coffee. Kevin was flushed with embarassment and stammered out that he was going to drive down to Carmel and get some shots of the coastline for his portfolio. He explained that he only needed some good landscape shots to complete his requirements for his photography class at school. Cheryl giggled and said “those weren’t landscape shots you were taking a minute ago”. Kevin flushed at the joke and took a bite of his toast and complemented Cheryl on her coffee. At least it changed the subject and got him off the hook.
After he had finished his toast and coffee, Kevin jumped up and grabbed his camera case and supplies from the closet and beat it to the front door. He turned and said “Bye, Cheryl! I’ll be back around noon, thanks for the breakfast” and left.
The drive from Surfside down to Monterey was relaxing. The coastline was always a sight to see during the light of day but since it was dark he had to content himself with the smell of the surf, and the crash of the waves breaking onto the beach. He loved the ocean and the sights and sounds that came with it. No matter what time of the year it was, the ocean always had a magic that pulled him to it. The sun wasn’t quite up yet but he knew where his favorite beach was even in the dark. He looked for the road sign for China Cove and pulled over and parked and waited for the sun to rise.
Kevin turned on the car radio and listened to the local jazz station. He couldn’t get the sight of his aunt Cheryl in that nightdress out of his mind though. He had lived with her for a year. He had been living with his parents and was having a hard time making the 45 mile drive to and from school each day while holding down a job at the local garage. His aunt had recently divorced and had made him the offer to move in with her. She lived much closer to Kevin’s college and she needed someone to take care of the lawn and garden and do a few things around the house.
The offer was too good to turn down and with the blessing of his parents Kevin had moved in with her. The house was a two story unit with three bedrooms. Kevin occupied one bedroom while his aunt occupied the larger one. He and his aunt had converted the third bedroom into a photographic darkroom to help him with his photography classes. It was hard to believe that this woman, who was always modest around him had allowed herself to be caught dressed like she was this morning in the kitchen.
Kevin could see the suns first rays of light highlighting the mountains on the east side of the highway and casting a dim light onto the foggy coastline below and to his right. He turned off the radio and grabbed his gear, locked up the old M.G.B. and headed down the sandy path which wound it’s way to the China Cove beach a few hundred feet below.
Once on the beach, Kevin set up his tripod and mounted his camera on it. He attached his wide angle lens and scanned the scenery for a shot. The gulls were out in numbers and dozens of seals were barking a few hundred yards off the cove as they played on a rocky outcropping of the point. Kevin got a few shots of the cliffs overlooking the cove and the fog bank which made the cliffs seem to be perched on top of clouds of fog, holding them in suspension like islands. He also got some great shots of the waves bursting onto the rocks of the cove while throwing up an explosive burst of spray. The sun had now turned the dull grey water in the cove into a silvery cauldron of movement.