Honey, let me tell you a story.
My Slamhot is sixteen years my senior. Now, he'll come in my office and chill in the afternoon for a bit. (I work in the engineering department.) I'm aggressive, but had backed off and let him come to me and we ended up together.
So he was visiting and bs-ing with my boys (the engineers). I walked in on the conversation about how absolutely great and hot and fun it was to have a woman openly desire him. (After our first meeting, I openly talked about how hot he was, hence the nick "Slamhot Boy.") Mind you, on the downside, they got to hear some personal stuff I will NEVER live down.
Most men melt under the heat of your charm with focused attention.
|