Sweet Seduction...

Seduction is an intricate game between two (and only two) players. It is about that lingering gaze, that sensual touch, that emission of hidden scents, that alluring pouting of lips, and that deliberate flipping of hair.

And then it is also about returning the look with a twinkle in the eye, the running of a finger across her shoulders, the exchange of equally potent whiffs, the reassurance with a licking of lips and the nonchalant exhalation of musky smoke right into her face.

What happens next? The anticipation grows. The thrill of it surges sky high. The carnal desire escalates, and fills every cell in the body with lustful impulse. There is an intense need to release this impulse, but one must keep his/her cool to progress the game. How much further can each player push the definitions of ‘sexy’?

This game is no longer constrained by rules of conformity to social standards. By default, everyone is a slut. The outcome of the game is obvious enough; we’ve all seen what our dog does to the neighbour’s bitch. What matters most is prolonging the process and duration of the game…

He speaks to her. Bad mistake.

It seems Words have no consequence in this mesmerizing game. The unspoken signals which mannerisms sent out emerge victorious over the most cleverly phrased flattery. Unfortunately, men have never excelled in the former (nor the latter).

He becomes her slave of Eros and shall have to do to her bidding to satisfy his yearning. He has lost, again.

She has seduced me.