The word flirting is so titillating. It's even hard not to say it in a flirtatious way. Flurrrrr-tingggg. I think it's partly the thrusting of the tongue against your teeth as you say it. Thrust: now there's another titillating word.
There's something so wonderful about the concept of flirting; trying to get a member of the opposite sex - or same sex depending on your sexual orientation - to fancy you, even just for a moment. We all become like peacocks, flaunting our feathers to lure in our prey.
For a woman hunting down men, there are various different methods she may use:
Not only that, she subconsciously becomes more girly. Her voice gets that teeny bit higher and she giggles rather than laughs, and does that half smile half pout because she thinks it makes her look more seductive. She bites her lip from time to time and keeps her eyes as wide-open as possible, hypnotising her target with a dreamy gaze. He loves it because it creates a moment of intensity before she feigns embarrassment and looks away, all the while wrapping the same lock of hair around her finger.
She pretends to be simultaneously silly, naive and cute, because she thinks it makes her more endearing. She doesn't want to come across as overly opinionated or clever because she's worried this may intimidate him. As soon as he escapes to the WC, she reapplies her lipgloss and subtly massages her lips together when he arrives back at his seat. She catches him staring and her eyes sparkle. She likes to remain mysterious and uses teasing lines like 'a lady never tells', to keep the suspense up. She describes herself as 'innocent' even though she knows she's not, because she knows he'll find this appealing. A truly innocent girl rarely describes herself as innocent and he's well aware of this.
Then there's the not-so-subtle flirting which involves flinging herself at men, commonly in nightclubs after one too many Long Island Ice Teas. If you know anything about cocktails, you'll know that knocking back the aforementioned will practically be the end of you. And I mean THE end. Instead of locking eyes with you, she'll stare straight at your mouth, before walking past you, accidentally brushing your arm, and 'accidentally' pinching your arse. She wants you to pinch hers back.
Watch this space.
Montana
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