Attraction

Have you ever been in a situation when you have looked into stranger eyes she/he looked into yours and you felt there was a raw magnetism, animalistic desire, promise of great fulfilling sex. You knew if you would make a "move" this same night you two would go at it like bunnies. It would feel right, like universe wanted it. Taking all that into account and you are in relationship/married would you do it?

I stare down good looking men and eye-fuck them all the time.

I would never do it in reality.

You know, Susie, that I do the same to good looking women, but usually with a smile looking right into their eyes.

You know, Susie, that I do the same to good looking women, but usually with a smile looking right into their eyes.

That's what I meant also. It's ALWAYS with a bright smile.

If I'm going to stare, they might as well feel appreciated!

I will ever so often find myself looking at a much younger man than myself. And thinking "What If?"

There is nothing wrong with playing eye candy, getting lost in thoughts and wondering.

Then I look down at this little ring on my finger and reality sets in

Did You ever been in a situation when you have looked into stranger eyes she/he looked into yours and you felt there was a raw magnetism, animalistic desire, promise of great fulfilling sex. You knew if You would make a "move" this same night You two would go at it like bunnies.

That describes perfectly a situation I was in a few weeks ago. It was at a funeral and I saw a friend from my university days who I hadn't seen in almost 35 years. She came up to me all smiles and I was so pleasantly taken aback I passed the services with her sitting next to me and on my mind the whole time - sorry for the dear departed but it was a relative of a friend so hardly anyone close.

Unfortunately I had to leave in a few hours for a trip down south and she also had a thing on, but all was there potentially, with us exchanging contact info en her telling me to get in touch and all that, really sincere. I am usually bad at reading people and their feelings and intentions, but this was as clear as a police bullhorn at a rally. Loud and clear with her eyes sparkling and a smile on her lips and I could almost hear her thinking if she should show her feelings even more clearly. And to make it easier, neither of us are married or in a relationship, the friend being expressly clear on that and she knowing my present situation.

And even though nothing has come of the meeting at the funeral so far - and I stress so far - it was in itself a wonderfully fulfilling feeling to just know you can evoke a spark of desire in someone else.

...it was in itself a wonderfully fulfilling feeling to just know you can evoke a spark of desire in someone else.

Indeed. And i never take for granted those times when it's evident that i do.

Once. In a large war room meeting as an IT project was threatening to go off the rails. She was a member of a group I had not worked with before and I was in an office that I had not been in before. We just sort of locked eyes for the longest time. We emailed each other for a bit but we both had lives in different parts of the country and SO's.. However that afternoon, if things had been a bit different I really think we could have walked off together at least for a while.

I have a friend that when we see each other there is a soul connection in our eyes. Unnerving to say the least. But very sweet at the same time. We both know it’s between us.

I serve on a couple of not-for-profit boards. At the last couple of meetings of one of those, I got the impression that the regional Vice President had a "twinkle" in her blue eyes when she looked at me. I thought nothing of it until last week when I met with her about a specific project. She kept staring and smiling, but said nothing beyond business, but it gave me a strange sensation. She is much younger than I. We'll see whether it is just my imagination, or wishful thinking, the next time we meet next week.

I have a friend that when we see each other there is a soul connection in our eyes. Unnerving to say the least. But very sweet at the same time. We both know it’s between us.

I think I have at least 2 or 3 friends like that. We even discuss the attraction and talk about feelings and such. But 1 is married and it is not a good idea to become physically involved. The other is not. Both seem to find the 'soul connection' thing very important and see it as being on another 'higher' plane, an emanation of true feelings.

In a way I understand and it is better than nothing as I see them both a lot. I have tried explaining the concept of 'friends with benefits', but they don't buy into it. Which is a bit of a shame.

... We'll see whether it is just my imagination, or wishful thinking, the next time we meet next week.

Followup.... At a building dedication yesterday, got another two hugs and a peck on the cheek. And she is coming over to my office next Tuesday. So, we shall see whether my imagination has run wild, or ???

Of Hard Nipples and Hard Choices

I keep running into "Moira," a woman I know from yoga classes we both used to attend. I have always considered her gorgeous, though I gather that Moira doesn’t see herself that way... and she is beautiful in a way I’ve never seen in another woman.

Anyway, the reason you’re hearing about it here is that one of those times I ran into her, at a cashier's station at a local supermarket, Moira looked a little emotionally down, and I asked her if she was all right. She smiled sadly and said she wasn’t feeling very good about herself at the moment. It obviously wasn’t the place to ask her to tell all, but I told her, “I hope it may help, even in a small way, for you to know that I have always felt good about you. You deserve to be happy, and talking with you has always made me happy.”

“Can I pay you to stand next to me for a couple of hours and say things like that?”

We both laughed, and Moira waited until I paid for my food. We left the store together.

We talked a little more at the mall’s entrance to the market, and she admitted she hadn’t wanted to look in the mirror the past few days. I listened, and asked her if she was open to feedback. She nodded, though she looked close to tearing up.

I told her she was one of the most gorgeous women I had ever met.

She looked at me for what seemed like a long time, and finally asked, “When you got divorced, why didn’t you ever ask me out?”

I was dumbfounded. I told her the truth (part of it, at least)... I had guessed that she had many men to choose from, and I wasn't at my best at that point. (The part I didn't say was that at that time, I was deeply in love with someone who had very much welcomed and seemed to share the attraction at first, but who got cold feet and left me feeling something close to vertigo.)

And Moira knows I've since remarried, obviously.

As Moira heard me out, I couldn't fail to notice that she wasn't wearing a bra under her blouse, and her nipples we're unmistakably hard.

Moira and I both made a choice. We shifted to small talk, and we pretty much keep it light whenever we run into each other now.

But she probably knows I fantasize about being alone with her, lifting that blouse, kissing those perfect nipples, and then going from there.