I will often have a completely random attraction to a man I see in a public place that's the same as Bri describes - visceral and literally takes my breath away.
It doesn't even have to be a man that conforms to my idea of attractive (tall, broad men, preferably with a few pounds on them). It doesn't last long, but I do often get startlingly real images of them topless, or coming up behind me and sticking their tongue in my ear or suchlike. My heart speeds up, my skin flushes, I am overtly aware of my sex and often I feel the need to lean against a wall and fan myself like a herione in a Victorian novel.
This is sometimes triggered by the smell of a man if I am in close proximity. I used to take minutes at a meeting attended by a male social worker. Not my type at all - small, scrawny, terribly earnest and would probably rather bite his own tongue out than expect a woman to swallow after oral sex. But he had such a lovely clean smell to him - soap and fabric conditioner, and I spent meeting after meeting fixated on the idea of just licking his neck. I had to be careful what I wore to those meetings, because my nipples were like bullets.
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