Men Should Know...

by admin  Jun 2, 2012

nnBy Drea M.nnTall and thin with a heart shaped indentation in the middle of his chest. Slightly hunched over, he danced alone. Making eyes at one another as I moved my body in, out and against the other dancers in the space. You caught my attention with your phantom gaze. You peered at me through your multi-layered hair that you had been hiding behind all night. I know this one well. Once I catch you here, it will be almost impossible for you to escape. I could let you go here but I don’t. I seduce you with my stare. I know how to penetrate that part of you that is dying to come out. You are a caged lion. I will act as preditor so that I can train you to prey. I am confident and coy as I make my way towards you. I lift my hand as an invitation to dance. You step towards me and lightly brush the center of my palm with your finger tip. It sends a soft electric current up my arm, the intensity increases into a hot piercing sensation at the base of my skull. “I have not danced with anyone in a long time,” you tell me. I feel your sex seeping out from your sweet sweaty skin. I don’t remember details of our dance together. I only remember how alive I felt. When the song was over, you clasped my hands, gave me a smile and a nod of appreciation. I imagined what it would be like to embrace you and hold my beating heart to yours. I walked away feeling your trepidation pulsing through my pussy.nnThis woman I speak of has been known for reeling men in. She becomes the pretty face that men are suckers for. You will find yourself madly in love with her. Head over heals, willing to go to the edge of the universe for her. She makes you feel special with a wink. You are tortured by her lack of attention and right when you’ve had just about enough, she shows up at your door in the high school cheerleading uniform that she knows drives you crazy. She gives you the sex you see on porn, the sex you think you are supposed to want. When you wake up, she is sitting at your desk on your computer, with the stack of folded laundry she washed last night. “Can you give me a ride home?” She is on her phone the entire length of the drive. “Thank you so much” she says as she slips out the passenger seat quick enough to bypass the kiss you intend to land. You are officially hooked and now I secretly hate you and pity you.nnDear Men,nThis woman has done you a disservice and she is so sorry. I apologize for all the times I punished you for not reading my mind. I apologize for being unappreciative of your relentless efforts to please me. I apologize for reacting with force and always making you wrong. I apologize for confusing you with my mixed messages. I apologize for ignoring and avoiding you when you needed me. I apologize for not telling you the truth. I apologize for withholding sex and using it only to get what I want. I apologize, and I desire another chance to be the woman I want to be.nnThis woman has come to know that her behavior is not getting her the connections that she truly desires. I realize if I want you to be the man that you want to be, I must train you well. I must tell you the truth. The truth is, I desire all of you. I want to see your lion and your cub. I want you in your anger and your joy and I want you to see me in mine. I am scared because change is a process and I WILL fuck up. I am okay with getting messy. I am ready to go into the fear and give you access to me and I am going to do it, stroke by stroke.nnWe are able to access desire through the practice of Orgasmic Meditation. Through the cultivation of attention, I can tap into what I want in any given moment. After I find out what I want as a strokee, I can ask for it. “ Could you please move your finger a little to the left? Thank you”. The stroker gets to make offers. Offers that are simple, that we can say yes or no to. “Would you like a faster stroke?” We teach strokers to make every offer like it is the first time.nn nnDrea said it ladies and gentlemen. There's a lot more that goes on behind the scenes of our relating. How often are you completely up front about your intentions and desires? How often do you say what you are feeling and give the level of attention that somewhere along the line you committed to giving? It's time to step up our games. That's right, honesty is the hottest policy...Literally.