The splendor before my eyes left me breathless, a vaulted ceiling painted with scenes from an ancient tale; tapestries that stretched across three walls depicting tales of women and men living in small huts close to nature. So I booked a vacation there. And the first day was alright, I guess, as I was walking by the ocean.
However, as fate would have it, I was thoroughly distracted by a woman emerging from the water after bathing in the ocean like the goddess Aphrodite. After all, I was a mere human in the company of two magical beings approaching me. They where bouncing and I could not stop my staring eyes from following the bouncing boobs.
It was a shame since the beautiful woman turned around and caught me staring at her with my mouth slightly open. "Hey!" she said in a voice full of fury. "Who do you think you are?"
I was flabbergasted. Words don't come easy to me. How was a going to say what was on my mind without sounding like a creep?
"You there!" she called. "I was bathing in the ocean not parading around in front of the public. Have you no decency!"
"I'm sorry!" I blurted out. "It is just that you are so beautiful!"
"You think I don't know that?"
"I was just comparing you to this movie I once saw with James Bond. Ursula Andrews was the Bond girl and she - just like you came walking out of the water dripping and you looks so much like her. "I know it sounds stupid, but it is the truth."
"Oh I see how it is! You don't believe in the natural beauty of this place and the natural beauty of the naked woman in front of you?"
I just shrugged.
"The old saying is right! Beauty is only skin deep! True beauty lies where the water drop dribble down your wonderful curves."
However I think you can be excused. "A wonderful woman like you probably get to hear about their looks every day. So often that you feel that it diminishes you as a human and you just become a object of desire. But I don't care about the looks. I find it funny how people are so easily impressed and dazzled by mere looks. The looks fade, but the mind remains and the person behind those looks."
"So you think I have a nice mind?" she asked.
I laughed. "If you can call my being a complete idiot a nice mind. How can and find a way to make you see that I love you not for your body but for the words that cum out of your mouth. But your body is also a part of you that is stunning and I love every inch of your perfect body."
"So you do not find me attractive?" she said looking at me as if she was a young teenager getting her heart broken for the first time.
"No! I find you very attractive. It is just that I would be too embarrassed to ever try to woo a attractive woman like you just because of looks. "
I did not tell her I would of course date her and make love with her without trouble if she was attractive and available but I had no need to divulge that to her. I wanted her to like me enough so I at least got a chance to get a date with her.
Truth be told I had been following her but when she dropped her clothes on the secluded beach and had sneaked forward to check out her clothes she had surprised me by emerging from the water naked like the day she was born. But she certainly had improved immensely since then. She was not short shrieking baby but a real babe. All thoughts wielrd around in my head as she continued to address me:
"So if you find me attractive and have no problem with me walking around naked why are you hiding and staring at me?"
I sighed. "I was going to walk down to the beach to watch the sunset, but you startled me and now I am locked into a trap. "You know the way out of this trap."
"You are very attractive. However I also must admit I like talking with you. " Talking with her made her forget about getting her clothes on so she still stood there nekkidd for me to admire while we chatted. " You have a way to get to the heart of the situation with your questions about how shallow people can be. I can tell you have the ability to see things from different perspectives and not just be focused on the task at hand.
"Yes well thank you. It is not everyday a stranger tells me I am pretty." she said.
"Yeah right, as if anyone would tell me I'm pretty. Even my mother thinks I am dumb and nutting good for since I insist of live my life to the fullest and do not want to be trapped in a job that will bore me to death I seek adventure. "
She responded "I like a man who will take me on adventures and love me for the person I am rather than the person he has molded me into being. "
"So what is your name?" I asked.
"What's your name?" she replied.
"My name is Bond. Mike Bond"
"You gotta be kidding me! You are telling me the truth? You really are an undercover agent?"
I just shrugged. "I like to pretend I am a secret agent sent on a mission. It gives me a way to explain what I do when people ask."
"But I doubt that you are undercover. The way you dress and look just screams normality.
"The best agents look like normal people. You never told me your name?"
"My name is Tara. Tara Cooper."
"Well Tara Cooper. I'd say you are quite beautiful but that seems to be a fact that you are aware of and that makes it no longer a surprise. A fact. An open fact that can't be changed or modified."
"Is that an insult?"
"No its a fact. Like I am a secret agent meeting an amazing woman. And as I gentleman I will of course offer to pay for the first drink when we go out. And as a modern women you have to accept my offer to go out with me."
"A gentlemen? Do you mean to say you want me to have dinner with you?"
"Of course I mean to say that. I am not some kind of monster to force a woman to have sex with me, well unless she wants that of course. It just shows you that I respect you enough to make sure you will have a lovely time."
I bend down and pick up her clothes and starts to fold them. She does not move.
I continue. "There you are a lovely towel for you to use while you get dressed."
I hand her the towel and she wipes off her body and pats herself dry. Her pussy lips look delicious. I could eat them all night.
"So shall we dine?" I ask her.
