The main beach of the quarry was sandy and well illuminated by large commercial grade lights and was easy to walk down to from the top main entrance. Think of the quarry as a large crater but with steep sides. There were three other beaches in the quarry that were only accessible from the water. The sides of the quarry were near vertical sheer cliffs. Some were 10 feet tall, reaching up to 50 feet tall.
My focus was that of the splashing person in the water. The light was not bright enough to see who it was as they were all the way out in the middle of the water. I walked over to the main switch and turned the large lights off and on several times.
This had the reaction I hoped for. Whomever was swimming had realized I was there, they stopped, tread water for a few seconds and then swam towards me.
I was making no attempt to hide myself. Why would I?
As the person swam near, I realized it was Tami. Her smiling face bobbing in the water as she approached. Then as she neared the beach her feet found solid ground beneath the water, and she began walking. Her eyes were locked on mine as she walked out.
To say I was astonished would be understated. She walked out of the water topless. No, nude. She had no pubic hair and had very dark tan lines from a nonexistent bathing suit.
Tami's eyes never wavered and neither did her smile. I however stood stock still. I don't think I could have moved if I tried. Other than my growing boner that is. It jumped to attention in my swim trunks.
Tami walked right up to me within 3 feet while talking. Me. I was in a stupor. I had no idea what she was saying. She could have been speaking French. I was staring at her, top to bottom over and over.
She finally snapped her fingers in my face and asked, "Earth to Mark." I shook my head while blubbering 'You are naked.'
Her response was "Yeah. I am naked, I was swimming, and I WAS alone."
I replied again 'You are naked' like some sort of idiot.
Tami laughed and said "Yeah."
I looked around for a towel, clothes, bicycle, or anything that made me think she had come prepared. Her car was not parked out front by the gate. Again, as I was lost in thought about Tami's situation caused her to snap her fingers in my face repeatedly.
Tami asked if seeing a naked woman "broke my brain."
I responded 'No. I see beautiful naked women all the time. On the internet....'
She laughed, commenting "Well these are called boobs." While she grabbed her B-cup tits. "This is a pussy." as she pointed towards her crotch. And this "Is a butt!" as she turned around, bent over slightly, wiggled her butt and smacked it with her hands playfully.
I am sure my response was nothing short of being a motionless mannequin. I stood there. I did not move and had little control over my mouth or the ability to speak.