I always thought it was we guys who got turned on with visual experiences. I thought that women were aroused more by conversation and intelligence (for example), than by visuals. My post here is to see if any females can shed light on what actually was going on. Today, I was in my local supermarket and I was wearing thin pants/trousers and no underwear. I had a semi erection which didn't seem to be going down anytime soon, indeed, instead of going down, I could feel more increases every few seconds. I knew it was pressing firmly against my trouser material but I thought it felt more noticeable than it actually was. I thought if I looked down to see, I would draw attention to myself and might even give the impression I was deliberately hard. So I didn't look down. As I walked along an aisle, I saw a woman in her late 40s or early 50s looking at my bulge; staring at it as she walked towards me. She was wearing a vest top and bra, covered with a shirt which she was wearing like a jacket - open and untucked. I actually felt uneasy with her staring, yet the pressure increased more. Then, as she passed me by, stopped and spoke to me softly. She apologised for interrupting my shopping and said she couldn't help but notice the bulge in my trousers and that her first thought was to reach down and to take my cock out. (She literally fancied the pants off me lol). She said it had caused her to have serious 'fanny flutters' and asked me if I would accompany her back to her place so we could go to bed. I've not been approached by a woman in many years despite on many occasions having a full erection in a shop. I'm wondering whether she was prompted by the bulge in my trousers or if, actually, she was on the prowl and looking for a guy to have sex with. In my opinion, she should have had no difficulty in picking up a guy (actually she shouldn't need to as guys would be around her like flies), and she certainly shouldn't have needed to do it in a supermarket. I said I was pushed for time and unfortunately I couldn't go to her place today but maybe some other day? She said she didn't make plans like that because spontaneity was much better and she asked me to think about it whilst I continued my shopping. She said she'd wait for me at the exit. I looked at her as she walked away and she was indeed a beautiful women. Her skirt was made of very thin material and was not overly short. Just above the knee but she either had nothing beneath it or just a thong because it was kind of, pinched between her cheeks, in a way that knickers would have prevented. When I finished at the checkout and was approaching the exit, I saw her waiting in the lobby. She had adjusted her clothing. By then she was no longer wearing that open shirt or her bra but just the very thin vest top, through which I could see both the colour of her breasts and the colour of her nipples and areolae. They were in great shape too. I also noticed her sandals, which were likely 4-inch heels but with no upper. Like open-toed mules, but with a higher heel, nearly all of her beautiful feet were on show too. She asked me if I had thought any more about going to her place to which I replied, yes, a lot and I said I wanted to. However, I re-iterated that I was too pushed for time and that she was too delicious looking to just have a quickie with her. If I could, I would, I added but she was too hot for just a quickie and I never cum first anyway, I said. I said that, hoping it would entice her back to this shop soon. (she was genuinely beautiful looking). She leaned forward and, touching my cheek with hers, she whispered into my ear that she hoped we would bump into each other again soon. She sucked on my earlobe and licked all around my ear and she cupped my bulge with her hand, before quite firmly squeezing it. I was then fully hard and whatever she said was noticeable in the beginning, must have been bleedin' obvious to anyone else who could see. So, I felt quite uneasy and almost embarrassed because she was doing that with other shoppers walking by us, even though they were unlikely, actually, to have seen her squeezing my cock. So, I haven't yet worked out if she was spontaneously attracted due to my bulging trousers or if she was actually looking for a guy, any guy, to try to get him into bed. Maybe she prefers to be the one picking someone up, rather than being chatted up by a guy, though there was no chat-up as such. Her first sentence to me mentioned my hard cock and her taking out my cock. In hindsight, I wish I had been able to follow her lead. If I hadn't been so pressed for time, I would have gone with her.
We like to look at what you’re packing just like you guys look at us, we’re just not as vocal about it.
