Pulling a married man (part 1)

One of the most exciting aspects of being a woman is having the power lure men into your world. At times it might seem an innocuous ability, mainly because men tend to react positively to any situation where a shag might be in the offing. So when you’re young and out on the town, having swarms of men flying in ones direction is de rigour.

However looks, especially youthful looks, are as we all know temporal. Nevertheless, this shift has its benefits. As shall we say the more discerning male tends, from my experience, to be attracted to women with a combination of qualities. Therefore the older you get, thankfully you get a better calibre of male wishing to introduce themselves.

However like I said earlier, when out in a bar we all know what a ‘hi’ is a euphemism for when delivered by a male. No matter what their, age, income or intellect it’s a shag! Let’s be honest about this, men in general will shag anything. Even mud if it had a hole.

This is where married men have the edge, their instincts are largely shackled. Take the other night for example. There I was out with friend when I noticed three guys standing with their pints having a lively chat with each other. One of them was absolutely gorgeous. When I say gorgeous, not that “look at me aren’t I attractive” poseur, but that relaxed ‘take me as you find me look’. A man of confidence rather than arrogance.

Anyway I kept glancing over until I caught his eye. I didn’t smile back; I just kept teasing him with my flirtatious glances. The more he looked the more I replied in kind. This went on for about half an hour, and still he never made a move towards me. This was my first tell-tale sign. The married man tends to be more cautious, vulnerable even to the charms of a woman as they’re constrained by conscience over desire. This puts their balls firmly in our court ladies!!

After a little more twoing and froing I got up from my seat and made certain I walked past him on my way to the bar with a glance which was unequivocal in its message of desire. He acknowledged with a reciprocal smile of appreciation. It was on my return from the bar I made my move. I stopped near to him with a furtive ‘hi’. His response was as swift as it was endearing. His eyes swooned in my direction; their rich blueness scanned my whole body in an instant. Their dilated applause was appreciated and ignited my desire to find out at lot more about him……………..what came next?

This song describes where I’m coming from….