by H. L. Shaw
Ah, girls. Being one myself, I know how easy it is to get annoyed by the
stares girls get, but man oh, man, there's nothing better to look at than
beautiful women. The trick is, of course, in not getting caught staring.
Two Silhouettes on the Shade
It was only recently that I learned the finer points of girlwatching from
a friend of mine. We were at a party, both sighing as a lovely young lady
made her way out of the terraces of the garden, her long skirt trailing
slightly behind her in the grass. My friend, Allen, murmured something
about her legs.
"What about her legs?" I said, "Her skirt hits the ground; they're
He nodded towards her. "Look more carefully".
And then I saw it. The sun was behind her, its rays spilling out around
her body and making her seem to glow and shimmer. But the long skirt was
too thin for such rays, and I could clearly see through that skirt the
shape of her calves, her thighs, her...
I was transfixed as her shapely legs crossed, opened and closed as she made
her way down towards us. She wasn't wearing any panties, and I could even
see that she didn't do much bikini shaving.
Allen nudged me, "Your mouth is open, hon; don't get caught staring like
Since this joyous occasion, I've taken a keener interest in the angle of
the sun and the thickness of fabrics. Thankfully, most women's clothing
is cheaply made, and the skirts are easy enough to look through in a
bright light. This angle usually requires that you be a certain distance
away, which makes it difficult for the observed to notice just exactly
where you're looking.
Cleavage is not so easy.
A beautiful friend of mine complained to me recently, "No man has looked
into my eyes since I was 12!" Indeed, this seems to be the area where
most men become mesmerized by the mammary, and the downward tilt of the
chin and the tops of the eyelids give them away every time.
I'm always impressed when I know a man is looking at my cleavage, but I
can't seem to catch him at it. This kind of skill is thrilling, as it
lets me know he's sensitive to my privacy, but not insensitive to my
charms. If I like him, at some point I'll usually lean over all the way
(to pick something up) just to give him a really good view of my girls.
If I'm feeling a little mean, I'll look up and finally catch him looking,
giving him a wry smile.
The key to not getting caught is, of course, to not look all the time.
There is no good way to disguise a constant stare, and glancing away when
you get caught only confirms your guilt. If possible, always get your one
good look in right at the beginning, before she has noticed you. Once
you're chatting with the woman in question, it's too late for a good long
look, so make sure to stand to one side as you approach, letting your gaze
fall across her breasts as you nonchalantly scan the room.
In conversation, observe her eye-contact habits and make a mental note of
the rhythm of them. Does she tend to look away when it's her turn to
speak? Does she shy away from direct eye contact as you're speaking to
her? These sorts of habits often have a delicious consistency, which
allows you to accurately time your next peek down her shirt. Oh, she'll
know you're looking, but she'll wonder why she hasn't caught you at it
Another good time to look is when she's preoccupied with something else
(say, getting her business card out of her bag). Give an expectant look
towards her hands at first, and then shift your gaze up once her attention
is elsewhere. But be careful not to overindulge in the length of your
look, as you're bound to get caught if you stare too long, no matter how
well timed you are.
Tricks of the Trade
While you're chatting with a lovely woman, be sure to notice her other
tasty traits. Many women have beautiful eyes, and looking into them can
intensify a conversation. Do her eyelashes brush her cheek when she looks
down? Look at her lips: does she lick them every time right before she
speaks? Can you glimpse her white teeth behind them?
If the woman is exceptionally beautiful, try to figure out what it is that
makes her so lovely. Are her cheekbones classically high, her nose
strikingly straight and regal? Or perhaps she has an adorable round face,
with a button nose and tiny little petals for lips. How does her hair
fall around her face? Is there a delicious curl behind her earlobe that
you're longing to tug free?
Warmer weather is a boon to the ardent girlwatcher, as less clothing means
more to see. Be on the lookout for sleeveless tops, especially those with
larger armholes than necessary; there are treasures to be glimpsed within.
Long, straight skirts are often slit up the side or back, allowing calves
and sometimes a bit of thigh to flash through. The peek-a-boo motion of
this alone is enough to tease me into a frenzy.
While you're taking advantage of the heat of the sun's rays, don't forget
to invest in a good pair of concealing sunglasses. Learn how to keep your
head level as you follow her with your eyes alone, and you're very
unlikely to get caught staring. Be sure to note nearby mirrors or
reflective glass windows, allowing you to add several angles to your
delicious point of view.
Reading her body language is an art that can be mastered only with
observation, wisdom and sometimes through a fluke innate gift. I prefer
to concentrate on simply enjoying the beauty and the flow of her
language, letting the meaning come when it will.
Jaie Heiler put it very well in a recent email on this topic:
Another thing that is mesmerizing to
observe is the range of movements women often
unconsciously make with their legs when they are sitting down, especially
when they are talking to someone they are attracted to. Some women shift
their legs, in an opening and closing movement, quite dramatically if they
are excited. It is fascinating, of course, because it seems like a
slightly masturbatory thing to do and often one feels they are sending a
signal that way. Seeing this can be quite evocative and beautiful because
it leads one to think of the sensual feelings she may, quite possibly
subconsciously, be getting from doing it. As a variation on this, I have
also seen seated women press their hands together (as if praying,
curiously enough) between their thighs and rock back and forth.
Regardless of whether these movements come from her intense arousal or an
attention deficit disorder, their meaning is negligible next to the simple
beauty of observing such a dance. Watching women when they are very
enthusiastic is also a treat, as the bouncing motions tend to emphasize
the softness of her curves in a very feminine way.
If you can, get behind her for awhile. Observing women from the rear
has many benefits; the main one being that you can look at her as long as
you like (until she turns around) and have only to shift your gaze from
time to time to avoid being caught watching.
Long hair cascading down a supple back is enchanting, but short haircuts
allow access to the neck, which causes some men I know to whimper aloud.
There is something about a slender nape; if you're close enough
you can see a soft down of baby hairs joining hairline with neck. If she
turns her head, you can admire her profile, the line of her jaw and the
crinkles of her smile.
I love noticing how the curve of her breasts flows down into the narrower
valley of her waistline. A well-defined waist can emphasize the feminine
fullness of her hips and buttocks, a nice place to stop and sigh before
looking at her thighs through a thin skirt.
If I can, I walk behind women. Women move in so many different ways, and
it thrills me to find a woman who isn't afraid to let her hips swing from
side to side; this tells me that she's in a good mood, confident, and not
afraid of her sexuality. That kind of confidence is arousing in people in
general, but in other women, it causes me to drool.
The beauty of the "walk behind" is that you're unlikely to get caught. You
can watch her move unobtrusively, delighting in every little jiggle and
sway. Indeed, you can watch this way for quite some time, if you happen to
be going in the same direction.
And if you're really lucky, she'll be heading off into the bright rays of