Sexual tension.

If you don't experience it. Or never have. I pity you.

I'm tense. I need sex.

Sexual tension is one of the most thrilling things once can experience. It makes the actual sex far more intense.

I was in my Xth round of college. Going into the cafeteria first day of the semester, I spy this totally beautiful woman. Tallish, thin, jet black hair, blue eyes and alabaster skin.

I go over to make some small talk. Hey -- why not? Within moments, she starts flirting with me outrageously before announcing that if I'll drive her home, I'll get lucky.

Well, she was SO forward, it scared me a little. So I agreed to drive her home; but really had "somewhere else to be" so I couldn't come in with her.

Next day, who should walk into the economics class but her. The class was on Tuesdays and Thursdays. Every Tuesday and Thursday I was treated to a tease-fest like no other. I wanted to avert my gaze or not listen; but wanted to look and hear. LOL

The woman was very bright. Somehow, in anything she asked or stated, there was a certain sexual element intended for me. I would get it, but noone else would. It made concentrating really difficult to say the least because my mind would just be clouded with lust. She knew she was doing it because she'd give a quick glance, or a little smile as if to say: "Yes, I can do this in plain sight, haha." Still, I'd figure out ways to avoid coming within armslength of her. I'd practically run out of the class, etc.

I'm not sure how the situation was contrived; but I'm sure the professor was totally in the dark. Either way, one Thursday she wasn't there. At the end of class the professor asked me to bring some materials over to her place for her because there was going to be a test on Tuesday.

So, apprehensive as hell, I drive over with the stuff and knock on her door.

I hear her yell that the door is unlocked and that I should just come in. So I open the door, walk in, turn around as I close the door.

When I turn back around -- there she is maybe 4 feet from me. She's in this beautiful blue lingerie that matched her eyes, wearing high-heeled shoes and looking like aphrodite.

Weeks of accumulated frustrated desire culminated into a white-hot dot so intense that no articulable thought was possible. I don't remember who made the first move -- or much of anything else for a short time after. But we missed our classes on Friday and Monday because of the insatiability.

Aaahhh, the slight dampness in the palms of your hands.....a quickening to your breathing.....a tightness in your stomach...........a sheen of perspiration on your forehead......time....always the clock.....waiting......waiting ......yes, I would say sexual tension is quite erotic......

Weeks of accumulated frustrated desire culminated into a white-hot dot so intense that no articulable thought was possible. I don't remember who made the first move -- or much of anything else for a short time after. But we missed our classes on Friday and Monday because of the insatiability. Originally Posted by Laurentius

I may have experienced something like this...but I'm too old to remember it. And I doubt another such occurrence will arise (so to speak). lol

There is something about when the tables are turned and a woman locks her eyes with yours and does not look down, blink or otherwise avert her eyes. The real tension is when you cannot, because of circumstance, do anything about it.