@VooDooMedic Dude, just redirect your thought patterns. I used to do photoshoots for OF featuring women with absolute killer bodies. I never groped them even though I had more opportunities than ever (like whenever I was fixing their buttons/zippers in-between shots). The secret was, I was concentrated on my work. In order to make the sexiest photos ever you have to absolutely clear your mind of sex, and that's what I did. Redirect your thoughts.
@VooDooMedic Then just laugh it off. Now I'm used to that kind of shit so much, that I don't even register boobs or butts unless I specifically want to. So maybie it's tough to relate... but still - there's nothing wrong in carpe diem and just enjoying the view if you're never gonna do more than that... just the need of fist clenching suggests that you were caught off-guard and redirected your actions rather than thoughts. THAT's the suckiest part. I learned to avoid it a long time ago.
@YuriyG I was tired and half asleep at the time on my feet so reality was blurring at the edges somewhat
@VooDooMedic Oh dude... I feel that...
Well, what happened happened. And now you have a sweet story to tell. I freaking imagine a "GoldenBoy" anime scene where the dude has the most intense inner monologue ever over the butt, like it's a 'Naruto' stand-off...
Hell, you can write a song about it.
And always remember:
@YuriyG it's not that, it's a combination of the position the inviting nature of her posture, just made me invasive thought realistically speaking I wouldn't have grabbed her or anything I can control my urges I was just tired and exhausted and I had the thought flash through my mind like I had already done it which is why I clenched my hand when I realised it was my imagination