Phaedra
…what beautiful mound hidden under that skimpy bathing suit she
wore, the Muse of my day with her flowing brunette hair, her balanced
curves, her excellent sized breasts, her exquisite buttocks which she
moved in an erotic way unparalleled to any I had ever seen and trust me
I’ve seen many, far too many to know the beauty from the average and
even more so from the unworthy of my glance and this ethereal beauty
walked as if floating over the smooth sand just as my dream of touching
those exquisite curves brought me to heavens. Indeed, the ancient
Muses were there interacting and playing with her, and I couldn’t see
any difference between today’s earthly Muse and the Ancient ones,
and here she was turned towards me when, suddenly, our glances met.
She sensed that, behind my sunglasses, my eyes were fixated on her
ethereal saunter, and she remained focused on me for more than ten
seconds: the first acknowledgement.
Yes, I was looking at her, and she knew it, and that was enough
for the game of love to be played when she went back to her chair and,
turning it to the sunshine, she lay her calligraphic body onto the multicoloured
towel and gazed at the open water of the quiet and serene
cove. I let myself travel along with her glance. I marvelled at the natural
beauty of the cove with lapping waves and its whooshing breeze,
while I didn’t hesitate to imagine this day’s wonder in the body of the
tourist. In her early thirties she represented the female queen of the
beach, yes, there were others too, some very pretty as well, yet this
one was the special one of who one with exquisite taste, like myself,
could easily get himself loose in the imaginary game two people play
when the chance arises and this were my thoughts when suddenly the
Ammoudara Aphrodite turned her body to her stomach letting the
bright sunshine play with her back, from the top of her head to the
very lustful buttocks and legs of hers, indeed it was that moment that
she stared towards where I was sitting and realizing I was still with her
she fixated her glance towards me. I raised my hand and lowered my
sunglasses a bit, and seeing her from the top of my glasses, I smiled
a full smile at her, to which, to my utter surprise, she also lowered
her sunglasses and stared at me from the top of hers.
Manolis Aligizakis 