‘Almost every woman in her youth is beddable,’ he thought, lighting his India King. ‘While some may be repeatable, rarely are they keepable. But, each of them is obtainable, though with some of them it may take some time and effort even. All said and done, the quick-fire affair affords man ego satisfaction as well as ready gratification. Besides, won’t that make it easy for man to bring the curtains down, when it suits him? It’s as well; women tend to hang on to the illicit stage that much longer.’
‘But should the dame resist long enough,’ he continued with his soliloquy, ‘for the adventurer that would be a different ball game altogether. Her reluctance to give in would only increase her appeal to him by the day, deepening his desire for her by the night. Won’t that make it difficult for him to give up, resulting in unwelcome frustration? What’s worse, it could result in reverse seduction, tying the philanderer in the nuptial knots. And for the married man, courting singles could be a hindrance, for they harp on his divorcing the wife as a prerequisite for liaison.’
‘But, oh, with their ripen wares, married women are ready-made for affairs, aren’t they?’ he continued to delve into the proclivities of women. ‘The sentiment of fidelity is the only hurdle that they should be helped to cross, and then the rest of the illicit race could be run in their raunchy beds. But then, won’t some women turn out to be hard nuts to crack when it comes to the final favor! Luckily for the guys, they are far and few between. Doesn’t it seem so? However, the harder the struggle to win women over, the sweeter would be the pleasure in having them, wouldn’t it be? What else draws a man to a woman than his desire to access her persona specifics? And won’t woman bare her veiled assets for her fancied man to dabble with her private accounts? But after a few jaunts of his to her favored joint, what would be left in her for her lover to explore, and for her to show him more? And thereafter, how could she cater to his innate need for variety and what else she could conjure up to sustain his enticement? Oh, the poor thing, seeing his interest in her wane in time, won’t she turn more so eager to keep him in good humor? Of course, the more she gives her man; even more she satiates him, doesn’t she? And it’s only time before she finds her paramour bypass her favors for lesser flavors. That’s the woman’s bother, anyway, why should men bother?’
‘Nature made me a ladies’ man and fortune gave me the means to lure them,’ he pursued his course in applied sex. ‘Oh, how the Cupid fellow thought it fit to endow women with an ear for flattery as if to help his own ilk worm their way into their arms. Won’t a push with praise and prod with a gift bring the babes to bare their boobs? And aren’t women blessed with a weakness for successful men? How money bestows status upon men and brings power over women! Won’t that enable the well-heeled to pick up their fancied women, that too at the drop of a hat! Well, haven’t I tasted the amorous flavors of countless randies in assorted ways? It’s as though every lass is ready for a lay, of course, on the sly, and with the right tactics, isn’t snaring women as easy as luring the greedy. But one needs to use the right tools to handle those fleshy wares in their horny beds and thereafter, won’t it be a case of quick fixing them in wanton liaisons?’
‘But access makes all the difference between the conquest and failure, doesn’t it?’ he felt as he thought about his insatiate passions. ‘If not for the lack of that, wouldn’t I’ve laid every woman I’d ever fancied? Given half a chance, won’t women explore their passions in their paramours’ private parts? But it’s her man who turns out to be the hurdle in the path of her fulfillment. One needs only to show a passing interest in the wife, and the husband can be expected to do the rest to put paid to it. Not content with shrouding his wife, he cold-shoulders the trespasser as if to nip his passion in the bud. It’s as though men are prone to policing their wives than husbanding them! And, as if to celebrate the poetic justice to their predicament, won’t women turn gleeful whenever they cuckold their caretakers? ’
‘It’s as if all the pleasures of life are packed in female frames for the favored to savor them!’ he continued. ‘But women’s god-damn coyness makes it difficult for men to probe their minds. Why, it could be either a shield for their modesty or a shroud of their coquetry. But then, how can any man get to know what it is beforehand? Whatever, one would have the last laugh only in woman’s conquest, that is all. But unless man is on guard, he might as well trip on the path of attraction, and even fall in love! And that would be an unwelcome development, wouldn’t it be? By the way, would sex become any more pleasurable if penetrated with love? What a doubt, as if love would take that any deeper. Hah, hah! Why, it’s the lust that vests the thrusts with power, and any woman would know that for sure.
An excerpt from the author’s Benign Flame: Saga of love