HOW TO SEDUCE A WOMAN

HOW TO SEDUCE A WOMAN
C 2009 JoJo

I want to preface this blog by saying that it’s being written from just my own perspective. It is also gleaned from what I have observed and learned from personal experience and that of other women I’ve known throughout my life, regarding what sexual approach they like/dislike. I don’t pretend to be an expert, and I haven’t even read Alfred C. Kinsey’s Reports on Sexual Behaviour in the Human Male and Female, but these are the conclusions I’ve learned as a graduate (cum laude) of the School of Hard Knocks.

Back when I was young (roughly after the Civil War) I was being ardently courted by a Brazilian lad named Sergio. He was tall, handsome, with dark brown eyes, brown hair and (if memory serves me right) he had a very nice bod too.

Early one morning, at 2.00 a.m. I was awakened from a deep sleep by someone singing under my bedroom window. I got up, went to the window, and there was Sergio, standing in the moonlight, serenading me while strumming on his guitar. Now I swear I think it extremely unlikely that there will be a single woman on this site reading about this serenade who won’t be saying “Aahh!”

In Brazil of that era, it was traditional to serenade your beloved in this manner. If a guy couldn’t sing a note in tune, it didn’t matter – he’d hire some balladeer to do the job for him. The balladeer would huddle in the shadows, out of sight, warbling a romantic song and playing a guitar, while the ardent swain would stand in full view, under his beloved’s window, gazing upwards, hoping she’d make an appearance and toss him a rose.

I knew I was expected to toss down a rose to Sergio, but I didn’t have one, so I threw him a chocolate bar I had on my dresser instead. He caught it, clasped it to his bosom, declaring he would never eat it which to my mind, was a waste of a perfectly good bar of chocolate, but still.

At the point my father rushed out onto the balcony off his bedroom in a fury, and hurled pebbles he kept up there for the purpose of discouraging amorous cats who had a habit of coming into our garden for their matings (and I’m sure you all know what that sounds like!)!

Dad’s aim was unerring. With a yelp, Sergio leapt over our garden wall and hightailed it out of there. Alas, I never saw him again.

Note gentlemen that all these many years later, boyfriends and lovers have come and gone, and have faded into obscurity – but I have never forgotten either the event, or Sergio.

Whatever has happened to the ancient art of wooing? Why has it fallen by the wayside?

I honestly think that the strongest and most powerful seductive arsenal and enticement a man can have are … words. Yes, words that touch a woman’s heart and emotions, because I think that, in most cases, for a woman to be seduced physically, she must first be seduced emotionally. That’s where wooing should come into play.
The first time I was in the Lobby of the Chat Room on this site, one of the guys (who shall remain nameless) asked “Are you hot JoJo?” No preamble, no getting to know me, no niceties – he just cut to the chase. I answered him by saying that no, I wasn’t hot because it’s still cold up here in Canada.

Compare that approach to being serenaded. Ladies do you agree – no contest and that Sergio would’ve won out by a country mile?

I know there is that old saying “Candy is dandy but liquor is quicker.” I think that any man who’d employ this approach wouldn’t be worth my time.

I suppose there are women who enjoy a crude approach like the one I got in the Chat Room. But I am not one of them, nor have I ever met a woman who was.

Soft words gentlemen, courtship, wooing, making her feel special and taking an interest in her as a woman and not just as a sex object – I believe that will seduce a woman faster than any other kind of approach. I don’t think a woman worthy of her salt, would settle for anything less.

But hey, this is just my opinion!