Hand width and dick length
mean happy wanking fun time
when length exceeds width
…but i suspect that isn’t what the OP meant.
Hee hee hee - are you going to be in your bunk, Canadiangirl?
That’s what I thought she meant about the hands - guys hands are definitely a turn-on for women. Just imagine Mike Holmes’ hands…um, what was I saying?
Hi. My name is Sunspace and I have hands. 
Seriously, do women really believe that the size of a man’s hands is important?
:: puzzled look ::
That explains a few movie references…
As for the crush… hopefully the passion will help fuel your marriage.
On the more theoretical side, canadiangirl, I see nothing wrong with a fling IF you and your partner have both decided it’s okay. But then I’m one of those eccentrics who believe that ‘open’ marriages, ‘group’ marriages, etc, are not by definition bad. I must stress that I have no experiece of them, though, and am still working on a Serious Relationship with one other person.
Ah. Gotchya. Yup…just a little rough is nice.
Thanks for giving a straight guy the image of Edward Penishands runnin’ through his head. Thanks one heckuva lot.
CanadianGirl.
One day a young woman, married for 12 years, met a guy at work. She found herself attracted to him physically. He was in the throes of a nasty end to a nasty marriage. As you might expect, he was quite raw emotionally and in distress. His availablility of emotion was also a turn-on. The young lady, a kind soul, offered him her shoulder to cry on. Immediately, she lost perspective and within a few short weeks was herself in the throes of a nasty breakup with her husband. A few months later, his divorce was final, custody of his child was finalized and his life was back on track. He looked at the ruined marriage he had played a part in and realized that he had used the young lady emotionally to help him through his rough patch. Now they both saw they had nothing in common. Just this past Wednesday she aborted his child (at 8 weeks) and is not certain her husband will take her back. I tell her I’m perfectly willing to get to know her again, but nothing will be unconditional. Not for a long time anyway.
I agree that every marriage survives multiple crushes without incident. But I might suggest you employ a bit of caution should this guy show interest in you. I suggest caution in any case.
Being on a diet doesn’t mean you can’t look at the menu. Just don’t go ordering a la carte and you should be fine.
Doesn’t matter where you get your appetite as long as you at home. 
And it would be even more witty if I didn’t try and type it out while on the phone!
(once more with feeling)
It doesn’t matter where you get you appetite as long as you EAT at home.
Best. Moneyshot. Ever.
Shit. If that was you - and your post makes it sound like your wife was the woman in your story - I am sorry. You have brought it up in this post in a very effective manner and I hope the OP poster looks at this perspective.
As a mostly straight girl with a lot of guy friends, I’ve had a lot of crushes that I wasn’t interested in pursuing. You’ll get over him. Unwelcome crushes usually pass quickly.
Like many of the women here, I think hands (and lower arms as well, for me) are very sexy. It has nothing to do with any hand-genitalia correlation. There’s just something about guys’ hands . . . especially ones with lots of ridges from the tendons and veins running just under the skin . . . swoon
I definitely agree about a guy’s hands. melts
I can’t explain why either (and really, the hand-genital correlation theory hadn’t even crossed my mind until I read this post) but a man’s hands can just be unbearably sexy.
As for the crush - my free advice is to wait it out. If it passes along the wayside in a few months, then just look back with a little chuckle. If it doesn’t pass at all, you might want to think about why that is. I’m guessing it will pass though, if it’s not encouraged 
Ah, the joy of The Crush.
In this month’s Cosmo it says that 47% of women polled, involved or not, had a crush on someone they work with.
Now, you don’t work with Mr. Great Hands, but the point remains the same; everybody gets these crushes from time to time. It’s not like you go blind at the altar. I would agree with the others here that as long as you do nothing about it, it’s pretty harmless and will eventually pass.
They are kind of fun though, in a masochistic kind of way, aren’t they. You’d like nothing better than for The Crush to dissipate, but OTOH, you find yourself perversely enjoying it, mainly b/c you know nothing will ever come of it so you are free to imagine whatever.
They happen to everybody. Don’t sweat it.
A good impossible crush is a thing to be treasured.
There was this kid in one of my classes that I crushed on bigtime. The best thing was it would never happen. I mean, ethically, of course, I could never get involved with a student. And even if he wasn’t my student, well, okay, no offense to anyone in a relationship with a big age differential; it’s just not something I’m interested, in general terms. And anyway, I’m sure he was sitting around fantasizing about his geeky physics professor. :rolleyes: He was a jock, a soccer-- I mean football player, from Australia (cute accent alert) and clearly quite the bad boy.
In other words, any actual relationship completely, utterly inconceivable.
Rationally, I could always laugh it off, which freed more primitive parts are my brain to think, “Grrrrr! Grab him! Take him! Mount him like Cave Woman! Rowwwrrrr!”
Did I mention that he smelled good?
Uh, yeah.
He smelled good.
Besides, crushes make things more interesting - for example, instead of being bored to tears at work, you’re hoping to see him.
Oh! I played that game recently. It’s both strange and entertaining to see someone and immediately think “I want him,” and nothing else, or at least it is for me since I’m not very practiced at the whole lust thing. He wasn’t a student (well, yes he was, but not my student) but someone I supervised for a project in March. He’s just graduating college, so that makes him about my baby brother’s age, I think… that really weirds me out (there’s a big difference between 28 and 22, IMHO), but he’s still adorable. Big brown eyes, long lashes, nice smile, also smells good… but he hasn’t been in since last week 
He’s been working in math lately, so I haven’t gotten much of a chance to talk to him, meaning I don’t know if he’s gone for good, or just taking time off for finals. I miss the pretty boy I want. Ah well.
Had something like this happen exactly once.
Friends of ours were going through a rough patch in their marriage. The husband had unexpectedly moved out, leaving a very bewildered wife and plenty of stunned friends. We sort of lost touch with him, but all rallied around the wife, since she certainly seemed to have gotten the raw end of the deal.
My wife and I decided to have Mrs. L (the wife in question) over for dinner one night, just as a night away from responsibility. I took our oldest to her house to babysit her children, and simultaneously to drive Mrs. L to our house, so she could have a few glasses of wine and not worry about driving. We all figured she might need it.
I should state right now, that, were I not happily married, she is precisely the kind of woman I would be looking for. Beautiful, smart as a whip, lively sense of humor, talented musically, and one of the most fundamentally nice, decent people I’ve ever had the pleasure to know.
Anyway, I was driving her to our house, just engaging in regular, plain old conversation, when all of a sudden I got hit with the combination of exhiliration, fear, awkwardness, etc. that I get on first dates. It’s a pretty intoxicating feeling; the thrill of being with someone new, and the discoveries to come, and the trepidation that it might not go as well as you want.
Scared the living shit out of me. I pride myself in being a very, very loyal husband, and despite the fact that I find women in general to be beautiful creatures, I have never, ever been tempted to stray from my wife, not even a little. Except for that moment. Had this other woman made any ort of move in my direction, I honestly don’t know what I would have done.
Fortunately, it was a momentary thing. The rest of the evening went off without a hitch, and the drive back to her house was uneventful. But that was an extremely unnerving 20 minutes earlier in the evening.
Never happened before, and hasn’t happened since.