When my wife (who I love dearly) and I were dating, one thing she said to me was that she would have no problem pointing out attractive women to me. I remember thinking that was kind of odd and I think it had an effect on me because a couple months later she said, “You don’t need any help.”
But I took my queue and never mentioned what any woman looked like again. I used to use the analogy that I love cars and would not trade my custom 1954 buick for anything, but I like to see other custom or exotic cars. It doesn’t mean I want to buy them or even drive them, but the Lord infused me with an appreciation of fine craftsmanship.
Or, as James Dobson said, the first look just proves the plumbing is working.
All that being said, when I am sitting in a restaurant with my wife, and behind her some gorgous woman is walking towards us, my eyes will NOT stray. If they do, when the woman walks by, my wife will know what I had been looking at. That is not a good thing.
Thing is, we’ve been together so much that now if I am giving her a laser focus and then the attractive woman walks by, she knows I was concentrating on NOT looking. But it’s a private joke between us now. She’s not stupid. She understands the way I’m wired and enjoys the benefits. And she appreciates my successful efforts, even though she could be offended that an effort is necessary.
My wife teases me because when an attractive woman is with a dog - I am usually looking down at the dog.
“Did you see that hot redhead?” she asks.
“The one with the white boxer?” I reply.
Hey - I might actually get to PET the dog!
We summarize this phenomenon as “Did you check out the Mastiff on that woman?”