I'm always aware of the women within range of my eyes. I most definitely appreciate the attractive women I see. I don't point women out to other men, and I don't say anything if someone points a woman out to me.
For me, too, I just notice I like and appreciate a woman's looks, clothes, the way she carries herself, etc. If my mind turns to sex, I conjure up my W. So - I look but don't touch. ('Look' isn't 'stare' or 'fantasize'.)
Before M, I could take or leave women. It turns out I really like living with someone, as opposed to dating, but couldn't know it until after our wedding. Living with my W made me like women in general, and my noticing women quotient went way up. My W knows that, and I imagine that's why she has never felt threatened by my noticing the attractive women within range of my sight.
I don't think I could keep myself from looking. Possibly it's ADD, but I think most men are wired to notice the women around them. But IMO it's a big jump from noticing to fantasizing about what I see. Since getting my W into bed, my fantasies pretty much are limited to her, but what's wrong with fantasizing?
As mentioned I don't talk with my friends about the women we see, but what if we do?
Some things I've seen in the press indicate women talk among themselves about their sex lives and their complaints about their lovers. Assuming the articles are accurate, do we a double standard here?
Why is it OK to speak what could be scripts from Sex and the City but not OK to talk about a women one sees across a room?
Note: I'm OK with non-violent talk and with thoughts. Actions, like assaulting someone (grabbing or stroking part of someone's body without permission, for example, or making suggestive or threatening comments), is always out of bounds.
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Thanks for including the article on waist-hip ratio, but IMO 'fertility' means conceiving and bearing healthy infants, and I suspect there's more than one hormone involved in that.
Actually, at this point in my life, I respond to hair more than to anything else. I don't know what that's about, except that my W cut her beautiful long, straight hair a while ago. (1988, I think. I'm still in mourning.) Of course, infertility is desirable to me now.
[This message edited by sisoon at 11:01 AM, May 15th (Wednesday)]