Games We Play

We all say it...”I don’t play games. I am too old for games.” In reality, do we ever stop playing games? I was chatting about relationships with a friend a few months ago, and he mentioned that as much as we like to think we don’t play games…we never actually stop. At first I disagreed with him, them I started to think of all the little subtle things I do that could be qualified as playing games to some, just being a woman by others.

I can’t speak for men, but I know women have a gift of getting any man we desire to notice us. Notice I said the men we desire…not every man. This can’t be taught. Either you have it or you don’t. A genuine compliment, nice smile, and quick suggestive glances do wonders in getting a man’s attention. Let the cat and mouse game begin.

The I’m going to wait and see how long it takes him/her to call me Game: I admit to this one, especially in dealing with my handsome Naija mister. Once I start feeling like I am the one doing all of the pursuing and making the efforts for communication I suddenly stop all forms of initiations for conversation. It always works like a charm. He’ll call saying how much he misses hearing my voice and the usual things people say when they’ve felt as though their favorite toys have gone missing. LOL. I kidd, I kidd, okay maybe not.

I’m sure we’ve all done some pretty playful things, like…

Get a guy’s/girl’s attention just for the sake of knowing that we COULD have him/her if that’s what we desired

Nonchalantly mentioning the fact that we got hit on a couple times just to see if our significant others showed any signs of jealousy

Walking around in only your skivvies and/or nothing but his dress shirt because you know he will look, and then want to touch, and then…

And my favorite…the Just the Tip game

I am assuming that games will forever be played as long as there is chemistry, love, and sexual tension between men and women. As long as the gamed lead to tender love, caring, and affection what’s the big deal?