Granted, getting a guy to "agree" to sex is like getting a Labrador to "agree" to eat a rib eye. But if you're extra bold, creative, even stealthy--like these women were--he'll never forget it (and neither will you).
I have a confession: During my early dating years, I preferred to be The Seduced, not The Seductress. I was chicken. Like many women, I worried that if I put myself out there and got a "no thanks" in return, I'd never recover from the humiliation. And while my path of least resistance didn't score me the hottest sex, I was happy at least that it kept me in possession of my ego.
Then, during college, I met George,* an art major with rosebud lips and a slow-as-molasses sexiness, who, despite my silent pleas for his affection, didn't give me the time of day. Just as I was about to abandon my George fantasy, I ran into him at a bar after the Senior Streak, a ridiculous, drunken tradition where every senior runs around campus, sans pants. I was naked as a newborn, except for the words THE BOMB scrawled across my butt with a Sharpie. And, for reasons I still don't totally understand, I went for it--walked right up to him, threw my arms around his neck and asked him to dance. Soon I was headed back to his place, wearing his jacket.
15 August, 2008
16 sexy, sneaky acts of seduction
Even though I'm happily married now, my dalliance with George remains among my favorite pre-aisle memories--because I'd pounced and it worked. That night didn't turn me into some raging Jessica Rabbit, but it did teach me that sometimes the boldest, most out-of-character move is the one that gets you results. Lately I wonder if I've lost my game. Perhaps I need to dredge up some of that old naked courage with the man I love. For inspiration, I talked to 16 women and guys who shared their own brave stories of past seductions that went oh-so-right. Read more >>
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