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Beth Mann

Beth Mann
Location
Long Beach Island, New Jersey, USA
Birthday
November 11
Title
Presidente
Company
Hot Buttered Media
Bio
I'm a writer and creative consultant. I have years of experimental comedy and strange theater under my belt. I surf. I cook. I love wine, men and song. And puppies. I effin' love puppies.

MARCH 22, 2012 9:24PM

When you Look at Me that Way

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When you look at me like that, I don't know what to do. It's too stimulating, too exciting.

For such a shy man, it's such a bold act, the way you stare. Audacious. It makes me admire you. It makes me think you're a surprise. And I like surprises.

I try to maintain eye contact with you for as long as  possible. But it's so hard. Your stare is intense, overt, sexual. I can only take so much of that laser-focused attention before bashfully averting my eyes. I want to stare back at you longer because I know, I know, it's like fucking you.

Do  you like it when I look away? Do you realize the effect your eyes have  on me and relish in the power? I submit to you when I look away. I surrender. Do you like that?

I can't help but wonder how this electricity between us would translate  sexually. I'm sure you wonder the same thing. (We wonder a lot about  having sex with one another, I have a feeling.)

Until then, the pressure continues to build.

Perhaps that tension will become too much to take? This attraction needs to manifest itself physically, doesn't it? Its a protracted tease and I feel myself getting weak, dire for more. Or so frustrated, I could scream.

But we can't. We can't follow through on it, for a number of reasons.

And  sometimes I think I'm okay with that. Because the feeling in those  fleeting seconds, when our eyes meet, is almost beyond sex. It's human  electricity. High voltage. A very magical, deeply sexual sensation that stops my breath.

Thank you for that. Thank you for looking my way.

 

 

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It's spring, in Jersey!
Whew. I mean Seriously, whew.
That was almost as good as a wank. Awesome piece, you could cut the tension with a knife etc...

Please snag the bloke, and post us miserably-celibate twats a video for the ages.

"a protracted tease" ...brilliant! And the video was a belter too, love the background score!
Yep, surrendering, like diving into the deep end. Nice one, Beth.
You're a sexy bitch (look it up). You know that, don't you?
Same here. But it cannot be....oh the frustration!
The power of suggestion often exceeds reality.
gotta wish I was as excited about myself..
Wow, I'm getting a little warm./r
I know the feeling. Thanks for the memories.
Ever read Nina's Book? It's by Eugene Burdick, who also wrote Fail Safe and several others. You would recognize the title character. Old fart that I am, I must admit this post got a rise out of me.
Maybe he just got Lazik surgery and he's trying to focus.
Yowza! I want me some of that!
This reminds me of an oversexed playboy.
After is wife died he attended her funeral.
He kept ogling. He wondering who to date.
Oops . .
typo
not is
wife
but
his
wife
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a stockholder's son
unwinding each day
in a local whore hut
`
goofy . . .
`
over dinner on 5th Avenue
discussing the size and the
texture of a poodle's stool
`
heehaw . . .
I better pack
and view birds
`
O, Beth Mann
of course man
stare at You
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I agree completely! I've experienced those eyes and am always so delighted and grateful....for being noticed. It's harmless, exciting, and stimulating.
Well written cept for the F bomb -which would be powerful if not so commoplace these days.
If you didn't return the attraction would you write a piece about the creep how made you uncomfortable that day?
Puts a guy in a tough spot-if reciprocated it is a magical moment that each can pull out of the bank for a reflective smile and possibly inspiration -if unwanted, the guy is a perv.
It ain't easy out there for the lonely heart.
I have one of those. I'm not putting anything in writing. Keep eyes wide open.
Getting warm in here.
Yikes!....I always discover the sizzle too late...well maybe not. My eyes move slower with age, and I found the finish to this to be perfect Beth.
Powerful, you sly fox, you! The burlesque element of a good staring contest has wound up in marriage... be careful!!
"For a number of reasons"? Looking forward to more of the story...
My smile seems to be my worst enemy in these tête-à-têtes. And I always brush with whitener.
Yikes. This ROCKS. And the video finish...perfect piece, Beth.
Nice. Again, I relate to your experience, Beth. I just put up a post very different from yours but also ending in multiple THANKS. Gratitude, like Spring, is in the air :)
Bet,Excellent..Eye contact..is there a more meaningful way to say all without saying absolutely nothing..Rated..
Saucy! Of course, now I won't be able to make eye contact with anyone today without thinking of this, but that's a small price to pay.
somebody's got a cruuuuuuuuuuuush (feels good, huh? no matter what, every time it happens, the butterflies come back. you can meet someone and fuck them just 'cause you were in the mood to fuck, but when you be diggin' on someone for reals, those same feelings come back and smack you upside the head. it's kinda cool, actually...good luck.)
SHit, you are brave. I know it takes guts to surf...I grew up in the ocean but never actually rode a wave while standing on a board, although I know now that I would and I should. But to put yourself out there the way that you have in this post is so fucking inspiring to me I can not even tell you. Thank you.
Yes.

Beth, you are one sexy woman. I know someone who needs to read this - I'll be sending them the link.