How To Seduce A Married Woman
A guide for younger men.
My husband, Brian, has never had sex with a woman younger than himself. I’m a decade older than him and I am the most youthful vamp he has ever been seduced by.
A certain type of woman, of which I am one, flock around him like bees to honey. He’s impervious to it because he doesn’t walk around thinking he’s shit hot. If he did, he’d lose all his appeal. He just thinks it’s normal that women flirt with him constantly. He thinks they’re just being ‘nice’.
Without even realizing it, Brian has the ability to pick and choose women like me. The fact that he remains loyal is a testament to my seductive skills.
If you want to seduce a woman like me and you are a young man in your early twenties with one thing on your mind, you better figure out a strategy to succeed. I’ve got a thing for young men, as does my mother and every ex-girlfriend of mine who mistakenly made a play for my husband.
We are the sort of women that your mother warned you about, and for good reason. Except for very rare exceptions, we want to use you for our pleasure, get you addicted to us and then cast you aside.
I don’t want to fall in love with a younger man, but I want him to fall head over heels for me. I don’t want just sex; I want that ego boost of seeing a young man look at me with a combination of lust and love. Once I have that, I want it again with someone else.
Now that you understand the motivations of women like me how do you turn intentions into action?
Remember, the woman that you are seeking will invariably be married, so the challenges only increase. And, if they are anything like me, they aren’t trolling websites looking for weirdos. They are just going about their business but with their eyes wide open and their radar working. They’re looking for fun just as much as you are.
One wildcard is the husband. Not many are like mine, who’s been trained to be monogamous and look the other way when I’m not. There are still a lot of jealous men out there who might be a bit pissed off when they discover you are fucking their wife.
Just a word of caution if you ever run into a situation where the cold steel of a gun barrel pressed against the back of your head suddenly spoils the festivities you’re having with your married lover. You might want to rehearse a soliloquy for that unhappy outcome.
If you are brave enough to overlook that outcome, then the question arises as to where you are going to hook up with a married slut like me. You aren’t going to meet me in a singles bar, because I wouldn’t be caught dead in one.
You won’t find me at a table in the neighborhood pub with my tipsy girlfriends because, on the whole, women don’t like me, and I don’t particularly care for them. Chances are you will see me either with my husband or one of my lovers, maybe at a nice restaurant, out shopping or walking together.
I am always conscious of who’s conscious of me, so if you’ve noticed me, chances are you are on my radar as well. I am always on the lookout. It’s just my nature.
I’m not looking for a rugged worldly type when I set out to seduce a younger man. I can find that in men my own age. When it comes to younger men, I value innocence above all. So, what I look for is a combination of intelligence and sincerity. And what really turns me on is that awestruck look, when a young man looks at me and I know his prick has suddenly come to life. I can spot that.
If I am with a lover or my husband, it’s going to be pretty hard to pick me up but, if you are my type, I will have noticed you. It’s up to you to figure out who I am so you can plan the hunt. In my case, if you ask the waiter at the restaurant where I regularly dine, he’ll tell you flat out that I am the kind of woman who comes frequently with different men. He’ll probably have formed an opinion of me and might use a four-letter word to describe me that begins with S and ends with T.
If that’s the case, then you might want to scrawl a compliment on a piece of paper along with your name and phone number and wait for my partner to excuse himself for a minute to use the toilet. Then walk over to the table, smile, and hand me the note.
I’ll read it, take a long look at you and consider my course of action. It may take a day or two before I call. You’ll have to impress me sufficiently if you stand any chance of getting into my knickers. That doesn’t mean an invitation to dinner, because I wouldn’t accept. But I would consider a coffee.
What I want to hear at our first meeting is a combination of compliments and the truth. If you have a girlfriend, that’s OK. Just admit it. I don’t have a problem with that. I just have a problem with married men, but I am more than happy to break up any romance you might have with a young woman.
If I like you, I will take over from there. You no longer have to worry. You will have to work around my schedule as you would with any married woman, but you will have to give up any other relationship you have and be totally devoted to me. I will give up nothing.
There will be no balance in the relationship. You will wait for my call and wait for scraps of my time, but those moments we spend together will make anything else you have done before with any other woman pale in comparison.
A final word of warning; a woman like me will ruin you for anybody else except someone like me. Once you’ve tasted the forbidden fruit there is no return.
