OK, so the threads already posted express some degree of fantasy.
How about the real thing?
In the early 70s I was often the target of the flirting of one young librarian in a local city library; I’ll call her Tessie. She was a conscientious worker and a good conversationalist–more to the point, easy to communicate with on topics I might want to find in a book. But she was also quite good-looking and often turned my head; every now and then it seemed she was tapping my shoulder to ensure I paid attention to her.
Once in 91 while I was buyig lunch at a Taco Bell I was flirted at by the cashier and asked if I wanted to go to a party… I ended up letting her and a few of her cute friends ride with me to the Cure concert 
Gotta love little Baby Bats
The best flirt I ever had was from a stunningly beautiful Indian woman when she & her husband were on the same tropical cruise as Mrs M. & me. She started doing that eye thing with me. I did it back. We played secret eyeball back & forth for days. Not a single word ever passed between us.
That’s how women flirt in those Eastern countries, with the eyes alone. That’s the kind of flirt Jomo likes. (shy)
[sub](copied from my “How Do You Make a Flirt Thread?” thread/)[/sub]
The girl at the Starbucks across the street has been getting a little, hmm, obvious with me. She’s nice and don’t think for a second I don’t enjoy the attention. She gave me a free grande the other day and that’s when I knew she was coming on to me.
There’s this older woman in my yoga class. (I’ve always liked older women.) When the teacher has us partner up, somehow she’s always my partner. Her vibes and mine just groove together. Last night as we were lying on our backs for final relaxation, her fingers just “happened” to brush mine. And stayed there. Hmm, let me tell you, when the lights are out, your eyes are closed, and your attention is focused, that little bit of tactile sensation is hugely magnified… I, um, think I’ll stop here.
P.S. Flirting is the only extracurricular fun a married person like me can really engage in (fortunately). Flirting is all about not being serious. If it was serious, it wouldn’t be a flirt. Right? But the funny thing is, there’s no boundary line to demarcate when you cross over from flirt to serious! Which is what keeps it interesting and always edgy.
The rather beautiful bartender in the pub across the street from me bought me a drink Sunday night. Naturally I returned the favor, and we started to chat a bit. Unfortunately the place was entirely too busy and loud for a real conversation, so I made my exit soon after without exchanging names.
im hopeless and clueless when it comes to the female of the species, and never know a good flirt when it hits me. (or maybe i’ve never got one?)
this has caused much consternation in my single past and now that i’m married, i may never find out!
Hey, go back this weekend and try again! Good luck!
[sub] of course, if you have to take advice from ME, you’re doomed…[/sub]
I gots news for ya, bud. It doesn’t really start until you’re married!
I am sofakingretodd id…a man could all but tell me he wanted “it” and I would have not a clue. Hmmm…how do we unsuspecting females know? Help!
I’ve had a couple of good airplane flirtations:
The first was on a flight from Frankfurt to Tampa. A German woman started chatting me up as I walked my son, an infant at the time, around the plane. Every time I passed her seat she would stop me and ask me where I was going and what I was doing in Florida, was I going to be in Miami since she would be there, maybe we could get together, etc? This actually kind of weirded me out, since I was travelling with my whole family. Sort of between: WTF is she thinking and somehow feeling guilty about the attention.
The second was on the Tokyo to Bangkok leg of a flight from the States. This was more fun since I was flying solo and in business class. It was a United flight and all of the flight attendants were young Thais except for one, a young Japanese woman. She kept coming by my seat just to chat and see how I was doing. It was a pretty obvious flirt since she fairly ignored all the other passengers around me. When I went got up to use the toilet she cornered me again and we got into a long conversation in the galley. Definitely very cool! I hadn’t met many Japanese women and didn’t picture them being so aggressive this way.
So, Hooteewho, how you doin’? 
I am doing well…and how are you?
Perhaps the man could use semifore, or in a desperate measure to get your attention, a flare gun. Bull horns work in a pinch too.
I am joking, by the way.
The best flirting happens after you are married.
When you get engaged, all the cute guys start to notice you.After you are married, the really drop dead gorgeous mel gibson kinda cute guys all want to talk to you and are interested in you. It’s unfrickin’ beleivable. It is one of life’s cruel twists of fate.
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and the husband becomes a chick magnet when he is with the child/ren.
Several years ago I worked for a man that was a World Class Flirt. This was before it was politically incorrect to have banter including sexual innuendo and double entendre. Being a quick learner, I picked up his style quickly and gave it right back.
aaahhhh, those were the days!
Men… if you don’t have a dog, get one! They are babe magnets! I have a border collie/shepherd mix. Chicks adore her.
I have had 2 women flirt with me this summer while walking my dog, in the park, and it happened once last summer too.
Unfortunately, I was so thrown by the spontanaeity of each incident, not to mention shy, that I failed to “carpe diem” and we all went our separate ways after the brief smalltalk was over. There were all very attractive ladies. I never asked their names or numbers, or introduced myself.
Dumbass…everytime that happens, I feel like Jim Carrey and Jeff Daniels at the ending scene of Dumb & Dumber. I especially regretted having not busted a move on the chick with the magenta hair… drool… she reminds a lot of “Lola” in the movie Run Lola Run. Damn she was hot. I went back to the park everyday, same time, for weeks hoping to see “Magenta” again, but I never saw her again. I learned my lesson. I will get a name & number next time.
Is this the appropriate place to mention that I have never experienced one?
Shirley, my kids are almost grown. I think getting married at 20 and staying married for 22 more long long years to the incorrect person probably has something to do with my “inability.”
In my job, I see a lot of vendors. This one was almost right in my face once…when he was talking to me, and rather softly. I didn’t realize he was flirting until later.
I must be out of practice…hoping to remedy that real soon!
Flirting is lots of fun! There is a guy that I work with that flirts with me. It’s just a little eye contact here and there, a sly smile, a few jokes. He also has a habit of looking into my eyes to say “hi” when we pass and then his gaze goes immediately to my chest! He probably can’t believe how much they shrank after my second baby was born a couple of years ago… I had HUGE knockers when I was pregnant… now they’re back to normal.
That’s certainly not true for me! I think that there are a lot of men out there who are attracted to women with kids. Men flirted with me when I was single, engaged, married, after baby #1, divorced, after baby #2, dating, and engaged again. Granted, I don’t get flirted with as much as I did when I was childless but that’s ok. A little flirting is better than none.
Happens all the time:
Usually about 2:30am when having trouble sleeping. Mind wanders over events about a month ago. Slowly realization creeps up behind me and hits me about the head. “She was flirting with you, you idiot!”
I am the worse ever. If flirt detection was TV, everyone else is tuned to CNN while I’m watching the History Channel. The annoying thing is I have no trouble spotting it when others are involved. I’m a freaking genius when it comes to that.