One quality and I was in love

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Not necessarily a St. V. question, but it's a good place to start.

You are on the subway, queuing at a grocery store checkout, at a party. You notice somebody who has just noticed you. What's the one thing they do that suddenly makes them attractive (more so than they were before doing it)? Male and female.
 
Eye contact. If I look over and a woman is looking at me, and rather than look away she locks eyes. Demure might be fun in a story or a bedroom game, same for simply shy, but I like bold. "Yeah, I'm looking, what about it?"

Secondary is anything with their hair, brush it from their face, twirl it, toss her head to shake it back. What can I say, I'm weird.
 
A lovely smile will do it most of the time. But unexpected gestures also tend to grab my attention immediately. I remember long ago at a student party, my future girlfriend - whom I'd never seen in my life before that moment, entered the room in, as she later told me, search for her friend. I barely even registered her at that moment but then, not finding her friend, she pirouetted in a most lovely way and went to search for her friend elsewhere. I was instantly intrigued and went to look for her later and eventually hooked up with her.
 
From the first section of Ambushed:

Without fail I can identify when I notice someone for the first time. "Noticing" someone isn't the same as meeting them -- that's when you hear a name, shake hands or exchange greetings at some social function or introduction. Of course then you become aware of someone's existence.

But "noticing" is different. For me it's when some individual's feature -- usually a facial expression, a sparkle in the eyes, a raised eyebrow, maybe even a shapely collarbone -- first enters my attention and grabs it firmly. It is almost like the lens of a camera coming into focus. The moment when that person becomes fully alive, interesting, someone to pay attention to.

Conversely, it almost never registers when I am first "noticed" by someone else. I am always taken by surprise. And usually it is because it is for the wrong reasons. Someone, usually a guy, staring at an unbuttoned section of my blouse, trying to catch my attention at a tavern or a pub, eyeing my hair or my neck, or worse.
 
Coupon fetish?
It was a normal Thursday evening, my shift in the checkout line had just started. The 10 Items or Less lane, right next to the self-checkouts. Easiest lane in the grocery store, it was my lucky day. Then she walked into my life.

I clocked her at a well-maintained fifty-five. Dark hair in a tight bob, a proud streak of silver left natural. No-nonsense shoes, grey woolen skirt, cream-colored satin blouse.

She put her items on the conveyor belt. Gallon of milk, two boxes of cereal, pack of toilet paper. Just as I was about to start scanning her items she made eye contact and said, "Excuse me, I've got some coupons."

She pulled out a black leather bank teller's bag, unzipped it with her well manicured fingers, and pulled out a coupon. 35% off any regularly priced box of General Mills cereal. Sure thing ma'am, no problem. I scanned her first box of cereal, then scanned the coupon.

"This one too, please," She handed me a second coupon with a mischievous smile.

Buy any one box of General Mills cereal, get a second box free.

"I think you'll find this coupon stacks with the first."

Oh my god. My knees went weak and my skin flushed red. Blood rushed to my nether region. She was an Extreme Couponer!
 
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It was a normal Thursday evening, my shift in the checkout line had just started. The 10 Items or Less lane, right next to the self-checkouts. Easiest lane in the grocery store, it was my lucky day. Then she walked into my life.

I clocked her at a well-maintained fifty-five. Dark hair in a tight bob, a proud streak of silver left natural. No-nonsense shoes, grey woolen skirt, cream-colored satin blouse.

She put her items on the conveyor belt. Gallon of milk, two boxes of cereal, pack of toilet paper. Just as I was about to start scanning her items she made eye contact and said, "Excuse me, I've got some coupons."

She pulled out a black leather bank teller's bag, unzipped it with her well manicured fingers, and pulled out a coupon. 35% off any regularly priced box of General Mills cereal. Sure thing ma'am, no problem. I scanned her first box of cereal, then scanned the coupon.

"This one too, please," She handed me a second coupon with a mischievous smile. Buy any one box of General Mills cereal, get a second box free.

Oh my god. My knees went weak and my skin flushed red. Blood rushed to my nether region. She was an Extreme Couponer!
Noticing my reaction, she leaned closer and whispered, "Think that's hot, come on by later to see what else is half off."
 
Looking across the room, our eyes meet, briefly... We look away, but every time I glance back furtively. I catch her doing the same.
Each time, our eyes meet, we hold just a little longer.
She sips her drink slowly, her eyes visible over her glass, the umbrella hardly covering anything.
I want to look longer, but it is impossible because our eys keep intersecting, catching...
Is she physically attractive... Beautiful???? God knows, all I have seen are her eyes...
The rest doesn't really matter.
Everything is explained in those brief moments when our minds connect.

The eyes have it...

Cagivagurl
 
Not necessarily a St. V. question, but it's a good place to start.

You are on the subway, queuing at a grocery store checkout, at a party. You notice somebody who has just noticed you. What's the one thing they do that suddenly makes them attractive (more so than they were before doing it)? Male and female.
Preen. People, like people who like them. Someone who likes you, always looks more attractive than they would, if they didn't like you.
 
When she smiles and I can see it in her eyes.

Had this experience last summer at a local hardware store. The (apparent) manager and I seem to have had a moment. We had a brief chat about a display item. She "lit up" - beautiful eyes, beautiful smile - and seemed to be inducing the same.

I have infrequent occasion to shop there. Probably should think about doing that more often.

...sigh...
 
Quality: I met my wife Reni in a Berlin bar in 1958, at the time I was shacking with Liz, a bar room lady, who didn't exactly rent by the hour but she wouldn't have turned the offer down either and as far as sex, if I wanted it she did it, a big plus in a relationship.
But my life back home in New Jersey was typical small town conservative and I couldn't bring a Liz back home. Reni was honest sweet, caring, dark brown eyes, and energetic! A wonderful person...I left Liz and Reni moved in with me...and if I'm alive this June we'll be married 66 years.
 
Ok, it's hard to find a subway train in Florida what has a checkout counter in the middle of a party, but Miami has everything. Next time I'm down there I'll look to see if they have a subway system that has a bar car. For the life of me, I can't picture anyone throwing a party at a Subway shop.

For a female, I'm going to agree with @ShelbyDawn57 - the eyes. If she's got those eyes that flicker with a little mirth, a tiny smile that graces her lips as our eyes meet - that's heaven right there.
Of course if she could wrap her tongue around a popsicle at the same time, that would be highly attractive to me

As for male - just get out of my way, I'm trying to meet the chick over there with the popsicle.
 
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