I left the resort hotel early the next morning. After the long flight I had slept or tried to, for twelve hours. Now I was longing for some exercise before the meetings would start. I headed away from the hotel along the beach. I could see the beach reaching out to a point up ahead. I was making that point my turn around destination. The walk was beautiful. Palm trees lining the shore, clean sand and clear water. The tide was out, so I walked bare footed in the packed moist sand.
As I came to the point where the beach extends out into the ocean I looked farther down the coast. I didn't see her at first, but when she stood up on her surfboard, she caught my eye. She was very graceful as the board carried her towards the beach. As she came closer I saw that she was nude. Her long hair was black. Her skin color was a copper. Her body was petite and perfectly shaped. Her small beasts were pert. Her buttocks tapered slightly into her legs. An island goddess.
My name is Smith. My friends call me Smitty. Two years ago my boss commanded me to attend a conference in Bali, all I could say to him that I was scared to fly over water and surely he could find someone else. He sent me anyway. Now the very thought of her small nude body wiggling on to mine, still caused me to establish a raging hard on with a wet tip. Arti would be twenty this week.
She jumped off of her board, in to knee deep water and looked over at me and waved. She made no attempt to cover herself or hide from me. I slowly walked towards her. When I was close enough that I thought she could hear me I complimented her surfing skills. She gave me a polite thank you and asked me if I surfed. I told her no, that my part of the world was a thousand miles from the ocean. As she walked up the slope of the beach to near where I stood I could now see that she was a grown girl rather than a woman. I felt guilty looking at her beauty, yet compelled to feast my eyes on her.
She told me that I looked thirsty. Saying I was a long way from my hotel. She held out her hand for me to shake, saying her name was Arti. I took her petit and soft hand into mine and gave her a firm handshake. Arti pulled my hand to follow her . I'm thinking, boy are these island girls friendly or what.
I looked over my shoulder back towards the hotel and not seeing a soul, I did follow her through the shrubs and into the coconut grove where I saw a small white house. There were a number of chairs sitting under the trees and she invited me to sit. She excused herself and walked to an outdoor shower and rinsed herself off. I tried not to stare at her by looking over the property but my gaze would always return to her. She stepped out of the shower and found a towel and dried herself, then wrapped the towel around her waist. She excused herself and entered the house.
For a few minutes I waited. Feeling foolish and guarded I was about to leave when she came back out wearing a flowered wrap covering her breasts down to her mid thigh. She sat a tray of tall drinks down on a small table and handed me a glass. I took a slip and found the drink delicious. Arti sat down in the chair next to me and we chatted for a better part of a half hour. Then abruptly Arti stood and excused herself saying that she had to attend classes. I stood and thanked her for the drink and started to walk back down to the beach, but before I could go, Arti invited me back in the morning. I smiled and told her I would love to hear more about her life and of the island.
The rest of my day was taken up with the conference that I came to the island for. During the long afternoon I would daydream of Arti, nude on her surfboard. Her beauty was remarkable. I still could not believe how open and friendly she was.
That evening sitting around the tables with other people and listening to their stories about shopping and sight seeing while on the island, I wondered what tomorrow would be like. After a few drinks, I purposely yawned and excused myself from the others going to my room. I wanted to get into bed early this night and up early the next morning. It took sometime for me to fall asleep as I was excited for tomorrow to roll around. I lay in the bed on the clean white sheet rolling around my cock hardened as I buried into the mattress. I figured that I would have to jack off in order to go to sleep. I visualized Arti's nude body rubbing up against mine. I feel asleep sexually satisfied shortly after cuming.
The alarm sounded just before daybreak. I got up, shaved and showered. I found my new swim trunks that I brought along and went down to the cafe. I ordered java and some fruit. I sat on the patio over looking the beautiful water and watched the sunlight brighten the day. With the fruit eaten and a java refill I headed down to the beach.
The tide was going out, so once again I had an easy walk. The walk took me twenty minutes to reach the point. Upon arriving I looked for Arti on the beach and then out on the water. I was disappointed when I didn't see her so I sat on the beach and waited for her.
My gaze fixed upon a large ship sailing across the sea off on the horizon. I didn't hear Arti approaching me.
I was startled when I felt Arti's hand on my shoulder. I turned quickly and stood up.
There before my eyes was Arti, a beautiful girl with her surfboard totally nude with a small flower in her hair. She said to me, "I'll take you surfing now". With another tug on my hand I followed this blossom in to the water. She pulled the surfboard next to me and told me to lay on it. I did as I was told. She explained to me how I would paddle. She then climbed onto my back and told me to paddle.
