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"Philip, what's going on with your website? What's going on with your life? 'Hot Action' sucks lately. You need to go get some pussy."

Maybe I've been too busy getting it to write about it...

All righty then, here's a little anecdote for you, based on an interesting phrase from the dictionary of body language.

Wednesday night at work I was hanging out by myself beside the sound console. An attractive woman came up to me and introduced herself, and we started talking.

What I came to notice about her was where she was standing. We were not having a face-to-face conversation. She started off standing beside me. Gradually, I shifted my body to try to face her. But she kept moving a little bit backwards.

Finally, I realized that I was talking to this person, and I had to turn my head way around to the left to see her. She was actually standing behind me.

There was nothing unusual about what we were talking about. Just some small talk accompanied by subtle and not-so-subtle flirtation.

I've seen this kind of thing before. An expert in non-verbal communication could probably tell me exactly what it means. Maybe it's indicative of shyness on a certain level; a woman who is standing behind me is protected from the full impact of frontal eye contact.

And yet, as it turns out, there was also something very sexy going on. Our relative positions actually made it easy for her to lean in very close to me, talk directly into my ear, linger in my space a little bit... It was probably more comfortable for her to do this than if she were standing right in front of me.

It gets better. I became aware of her breasts brushing against my back. I love it when women get the rack involved in a conversation. It's distracting, though. I'm trying to respond somewhat intelligently to what she's saying, and meanwhile her tits are sliding against the back of my arm and pressing momentarily into my shoulder blade and suddenly I just want to grab her around her hot little waist and pull her in close and start making out with her.

Sometimes I wonder if this knocker-talking is really as obvious as it seems, like "Hi, you're foxy and I want to rub my tits all over you." Or if it's just another of the many unintentional signals that women sometimes give out, that make men act all stupid for no good reason.

It seems likely that standing slightly behind a guy makes it possible to touch him with your breasts in a more subtle way than if you were face-to-face.

Whether or not it's intentional, it's pretty sexy. If you're ever talking to me and you want to make sure you get my undivided attention, now you know how.

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