How’s that for a title? The word intimidate may put off some, but for me, I like feeling timid (which is the very definition of intimidate) around a dominant man. Not all men make me feel this way, actually very few do, but when I come across one I just turn to jelly. I love this kind of man because I know exactly where I stand with him and there aren’t any games being played. These men aren’t necessarily the best looking around (although, that does help me) or the richest. These men have a certain quality to them that can make a submissive woman just swoon. Some of these men are very quiet and others are the life of the party, but they all share an attitude and presence that make other men (even those in extremely powerful positions) seem downright wishy-washy. A dominant man, while not always deliberately trying, seems to magnetically attract women. I really do enjoy being attracted to a man because it keeps me on my toes. I think the heat generated in a simple exchange is intoxicating and only means that we’re healthy human beings.
In my daily life I come across some very interesting men. The dads where my kids go to school are overwhelmingly doctors, lawyers, hedge fund managers, stock brokers, business owners, and CEOs – men who are “in control.” My daughter was even in kindergarten with the granddaughter of a billionaire. Honestly, none of these men make me feel intimidated. Don’t get me wrong, I’m interacting with these men out of their place of business and in situations where there is some equal footing due to the nature of the school and the very specific types of children accepted. I’m sure I would get intimidated by a couple of them if I saw them in their element. However, I’ve read several times that some very powerful men would rather be submissive sexually and that’s OK. Maybe that’s why I can’t feel any kind of intimidation from these men or maybe many of them are just being a perfect “modern man.”
I think it all goes back to my dad, the most intimidating and charismatic man I ever knew. He was a force to be reckoned with and he was larger than life. My dad set the example for me when it comes to dominant men. My husband has an aura like my dad’s and it’s probably why I fell in love with him at first site…that’s not true…I fell in love with his voice while we had a long-distance phone friendship for close to 6 months before we ever met (no internet back then). I love how my husband can walk into a room and people notice. I love that he has a cool vibe. I love how he enjoys the company of women and is a gentleman. I love knowing he can rip someone’s face off if he has to and at the same time can diffuse a heated exchange. I love how he can approach anyone at anytime and engage in conversation. He generates heat, makes me rip-roaring drunk, and turns me completely gelatinous.
So here and there I come across a man like my husband or my dad, or I read a blog that is most definitely written by my brand of intimidating dominant man, and I feel heat. I get intoxicated. I turn to jelly.