My children were exhibiting at a livestock show this week and I spotted an extremely attractive woman in shorts and a tanktop sitting ringside. She had a great tan, slender frame, obvious boob job, great facial bone structure, tight smooth skin, and makeup on point. A real eye catcher. (HM for Hot MILF))
I did not recognize her but I knew one of the ladies sitting near her. So I made my way to the row of the stands above her and greeted people by name as I sat down. We were near the aisle, so as people walked by we greeted one another by name. I noticed her glance over at me then straighten up and brush her hair to expose her neck on my side. Glancing at me the whole time. I really established some social proof as people stopped to chat. I got to work in loud enough for her to hear, that I'd hired a new employee recently.
Now I was two rows above and I tried to see if she had a ring on her left hand. She never did reveal it, and almost seemed to be purposefully keeping it concealed. Intrigued, I moved up and started a conversation with the old, weathered woman to her left. I was now between them, one row above in the stands. During a natural break in the conversation I turned and asked HM, "So do you have a kid showing here today?"
She smiled and said she didn't, but she had brought her daughter who would be attending the local school soon. The daughter had left with some friends to go to some other attractions though, so she was watching the show.
I then explained that my children were exhibiting and showed her a picture of my middle child holding a rabbit. She ooohed and awwwed over the picture, and complimented my daughter and not the rabbit. Then she showed me pictures of her daughter who would be attending my daughters school in the fall. Just then my children entered the ring and I pointed them out to her.
That began a long conversation, where she reluctantly mentioned a stepson. The whole time she kept her left hand under her phone in her lap, but she kept brushing her hair back on the left side of her face and neck with her right hand. She kept qualifying herself to me about her interest in livestock despite living in town. During this I also found out she had dated someone I knew. I filed that away for future reference.
As my children left the ring, I got up and stood before her and inquired her name. She shook my hand, and I got a glimpse of the big rock on her left hand. I introduced myself, and told her I'd have my daughter keep an eye out for hers in school. She made a point of telling me the spelling of her last name and made laser eye contact as I stood there in front of 50 people from my community.
Had she been single there I would have gone for a phone number "To get the Kids together..." of course. As it was, I'd laid the groundwork if something becomes available in the future and there is a good chance I may run into her again at a kid's event.
But this interaction provided me a chance to work on starting a conversation with an attractive woman in an indirect fashion. It was in the middle of a bunch of people I knew so I had to be non-gamey, lest they gossip. It also didn't damage her reputation as a married woman, as I was just a friendly person in the community, befriending a stranger....Aren't I a nice gentleman?
I did not recognize her but I knew one of the ladies sitting near her. So I made my way to the row of the stands above her and greeted people by name as I sat down. We were near the aisle, so as people walked by we greeted one another by name. I noticed her glance over at me then straighten up and brush her hair to expose her neck on my side. Glancing at me the whole time. I really established some social proof as people stopped to chat. I got to work in loud enough for her to hear, that I'd hired a new employee recently.
Now I was two rows above and I tried to see if she had a ring on her left hand. She never did reveal it, and almost seemed to be purposefully keeping it concealed. Intrigued, I moved up and started a conversation with the old, weathered woman to her left. I was now between them, one row above in the stands. During a natural break in the conversation I turned and asked HM, "So do you have a kid showing here today?"
She smiled and said she didn't, but she had brought her daughter who would be attending the local school soon. The daughter had left with some friends to go to some other attractions though, so she was watching the show.
I then explained that my children were exhibiting and showed her a picture of my middle child holding a rabbit. She ooohed and awwwed over the picture, and complimented my daughter and not the rabbit. Then she showed me pictures of her daughter who would be attending my daughters school in the fall. Just then my children entered the ring and I pointed them out to her.
That began a long conversation, where she reluctantly mentioned a stepson. The whole time she kept her left hand under her phone in her lap, but she kept brushing her hair back on the left side of her face and neck with her right hand. She kept qualifying herself to me about her interest in livestock despite living in town. During this I also found out she had dated someone I knew. I filed that away for future reference.
As my children left the ring, I got up and stood before her and inquired her name. She shook my hand, and I got a glimpse of the big rock on her left hand. I introduced myself, and told her I'd have my daughter keep an eye out for hers in school. She made a point of telling me the spelling of her last name and made laser eye contact as I stood there in front of 50 people from my community.
Had she been single there I would have gone for a phone number "To get the Kids together..." of course. As it was, I'd laid the groundwork if something becomes available in the future and there is a good chance I may run into her again at a kid's event.
But this interaction provided me a chance to work on starting a conversation with an attractive woman in an indirect fashion. It was in the middle of a bunch of people I knew so I had to be non-gamey, lest they gossip. It also didn't damage her reputation as a married woman, as I was just a friendly person in the community, befriending a stranger....Aren't I a nice gentleman?
