Universe Tokyo’s Mamiya here.
Based on my experience, I don’t think I could come up with such an advanced tactic, so I tried to imagine it. Maybe she’d simply smile sweetly and act like she was completely captivated by you…
All doe-eyed? Swaying around coyly?
It gives me the chills…
Unlike men bragging about themselves, women who are good at getting men to make the first move rarely get a chance to share their techniques, so this is fascinating.
I’m looking forward to hearing what the other respondents think!
I’m the column writer “Flag Maker.”
I’ve never really had a woman make the first move on me. Whenever I’m interested in someone, I always make some kind of approach myself.
As I wrote about in one of my columns, there was one woman who later invited me out after turning me down when I tried to kiss her:
“I’m feeling lonely because things are kind of awkward with my boyfriend right now. Senpai, could you give me a hug?”
That day, though, it was almost time for the last train, so I said, “I’m heading home,” and went home, lol.
Later, I asked her to pick up where we left off, and she did.
Though I guess that still counts as making the first move afterward.
Good memories, lol.
I’m Rin, a female member.
I tend to keep some part of my body in contact with him while casually pretending nothing’s happening and enjoying our drinks. Apparently, my eyes get watery when I drink, so I talk with my face very close to his—just barely touching, or almost touching—while looking into his eyes.
I also tend to lean in and look closely at him while talking.
I do all of this unconsciously; my boss pointed out that it’s one of my habits.
I’m Kazu, a male member, and I have no shortage of stories from my twenties.
If you drive along a reasonably rural road, you’ll often find love hotels by the roadside. I was out on a driving date, and after we’d passed a love hotel several times, she suddenly said, “Hey?” When I replied, “Hm?” she said, “You’re normally supposed to turn into the love hotel there.” I remember saying, “Oh, really?” then making a U-turn and pulling in.
Once we got into bed, she started giving me oral, then moved into a 69 position. After we’d warmed up a little, she casually put on a condom and climbed on top. In all my years, both before and since, I’d never met a woman who moved things along with that much enthusiasm the first time we were intimate. She was definitely a predatory, take-charge type. I loved it.
The woman I met through the club who impressed me with how smooth she was came up when we were discussing where to meet for dinner. She said she wanted somewhere “out of the public eye.” Since the one place guaranteed to be private was a hotel room, I asked, “Then should we order room service?” She reacted very positively.
From then on, she would come to the hotel room after I checked in, and we’d order room service, eat, and then head to bed. I really like her because she’s another take-charge type. Since we met through the club, she even asked, “Do you dislike women being on top?” before climbing on me. I was more than happy to oblige!
Reading Megumi’s answer reminded me of something.
Once, while I was drinking on a date, she moved close enough that it felt like she might kiss me and said, “Hey.” I believe I kissed her and invited her to a hotel.
I also remembered a time at a hostess club when the hostess sitting beside me placed one leg over mine and whispered in my ear, “What do you think of me?” She was incredibly direct. She wasn’t my type at all, and I was already seeing someone at that club, so I was at a loss. Luckily, the mama noticed, pulled her away, and took her off with her.
Reading Paper Airplane’s answer reminded me of another story.
These days I hardly drink at all, but in my twenties I used to drink like a fish. One night, I went to a bar with a woman who worked at a place where I was fairly friendly with the staff, and we played a game called Janken Spirytus. It was a drinking game I was obsessed with at the time: whoever lost at rock-paper-scissors had to down a shot of Spirytus. Usually, after losing three to five times, you’d be completely wasted.
Once we were both thoroughly drunk, she asked, “Hey, Kazu, why don’t you invite me to a hotel?” So we ended up going to one. But what I actually did in the hotel room was look after her and nurse her through the night. (Laughs)
She still hadn’t woken up by morning, so I left her a note, asked the front desk to arrange a wake-up call, paid the bill, and went to work. She apologized profusely afterward, but unfortunately, we never got another chance to go to a hotel together.
I just remembered another one. I once got completely drunk with a different woman and went to a hotel with her, only to end up looking after her as well. She did wake up in the morning, but when I made a move, she turned me down, saying she was embarrassed because it was already light outside. (Laughs)
I’m Hikoki, a male member.
Sometime last year, I was eating alone at the counter of a restaurant bar when an unfamiliar woman sitting to my right offered me a little of her meat dish, saying, “Would you like to try some?”
Then, two women sitting to my left ordered spaghetti. When I tried to order the same thing afterward, I was told it was sold out, so one of the women on the left—also someone I had just met—offered to split hers with me and treated me to half.
From there, the conversation with the two women next to me really picked up, and one of them ended up drinking far too much wine and became completely incoherent.
When the women were getting ready to leave, I suggested we go to a place I knew as a thank-you, and I managed to get there while helping support her.
It was the first time a woman had ever spoken to me at a restaurant, and it was also the first time I’d ever had to assist a woman I didn’t know. I wasn’t used to it at all—it just suddenly happened and unfolded that way.
If someone is that drunk, it becomes easy enough to take her home. She was extremely intoxicated, but still able to respond.
If you know each other, you’d probably feel obligated to take her home. Even when it’s a stranger, men tend to have a hard time refusing when a woman has treated them to something.
Other than that, maybe getting plastic surgery would be the quickest solution…
