I enjoyed the other thread so much I thought this question deserved one of its own.
For both sexes, I've always said the most attractive things were someone's personality and intellect. But when it comes to men, I always look first at their eyes, and then at their hands. This is kind of a long story, but...
I went out to lunch with my coworker a while ago, and we were talking about this very subject. He felt the same way I do, but looked very confused when I mentioned how beautiful hands could be, so I asked him to show me his hands so I could demonstrate what I meant. He did so without hesitation, looking me in the eye as he did so.
I was being pretty innocent (honest!) but as I took my hands in his, I felt this incredible jolt that I did my best to ignore. I explained how I always notice the line running from a man's wrist to the tip of his middle finger, tracing over his skin with my own fingers as I did so. I twisted my wrists and tucked my fingers into his palms so I could flip his hands over; he was so relaxed that his hands moved effortlessly with mine, like they were a part of my own. I continued by saying that I admired the curves that a man's palm forms from the base of the wrist out to the tip of the thumb and the little pinky, and let my fingers trail over his palms to emphasize my point. He never said a single word, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop his hands from trembling or prevent his fingers from curling up slightly to gently touch my own. And when I finally pulled my hands away, he sat stock still for a second, staring at his own, before hastily popping some more food into his mouth.
I've thought about that moment for weeks, and it amazes me that my coworker unknowingly has the ability to express more sensitivity and sensuality with just his hands than some Greek god-lookalikes have in their entire bodies.....
;mmm hands!
For both sexes, I've always said the most attractive things were someone's personality and intellect. But when it comes to men, I always look first at their eyes, and then at their hands. This is kind of a long story, but...
I went out to lunch with my coworker a while ago, and we were talking about this very subject. He felt the same way I do, but looked very confused when I mentioned how beautiful hands could be, so I asked him to show me his hands so I could demonstrate what I meant. He did so without hesitation, looking me in the eye as he did so.
I was being pretty innocent (honest!) but as I took my hands in his, I felt this incredible jolt that I did my best to ignore. I explained how I always notice the line running from a man's wrist to the tip of his middle finger, tracing over his skin with my own fingers as I did so. I twisted my wrists and tucked my fingers into his palms so I could flip his hands over; he was so relaxed that his hands moved effortlessly with mine, like they were a part of my own. I continued by saying that I admired the curves that a man's palm forms from the base of the wrist out to the tip of the thumb and the little pinky, and let my fingers trail over his palms to emphasize my point. He never said a single word, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop his hands from trembling or prevent his fingers from curling up slightly to gently touch my own. And when I finally pulled my hands away, he sat stock still for a second, staring at his own, before hastily popping some more food into his mouth.
I've thought about that moment for weeks, and it amazes me that my coworker unknowingly has the ability to express more sensitivity and sensuality with just his hands than some Greek god-lookalikes have in their entire bodies.....
;mmm hands!
