Sometimes I get horny. I guess this is quite the norm for many of us out there. I have tried thinking through which sort of stimuli set me off. Honestly it could be anything but I do love the "physique".
Say I'm on a bus typically coming home from work for example. I might observe a nice chest, a bulge or a butt, sometimes even another woman with an attractive figure... anything can get my mind wandering. Suddenly the whatever I observed becomes the centrepiece or at least part of the scene that kicks off in my mind...
Usually I move into a suitable position... I mean a position that puts particular pressure on one of my buttons. If I'm sitting, maybe I'll slide forward on my seat which pulls my trousers into my tush. If I'm in a dress or skirt I might slide back in an attempt to free myself from direct underwear contact. This can leave a little room for my lips replace and to expand a little. I can even sometimes feel a little "fresh air" down there when I do this. It's such a turn on.
If I'm standing I might try and brush up against a pole and feel the cold metal against a nipple (obviously through blouse and bra). I sometimes move my handbag in front of me and hold it with both hands. I can sometimes get an edge of handbag to rest right where I want it. I have also backed into one of the vertical poles and lodged it in the small of my back. On a deserted bus, when leaning forward to buckle a shoe I can feel the cold metal bar cleave my buttocks and even rub my anus through light dress and knickers. Definitely a turn on!
I am very careful about what I attempt especially on regular bus lines and routine travel. I know the worst thing to happen would be to be "found out" and consequently "harassed" during my regular day.
Obviously the whole time my mind is wandering backwards and forwards over adventurous scenarios: Does the hunk with the bulge move over and stand behind me? Is the woman with the blouse inviting me to look down her front or brush past her breasts?
Another place for observation can be work meetings... observing legs under tables opposite, or office moments: watching colleagues bent over desks, walking nonchalantly down corridors. Again tiny little scenes of life get my mind racing.
However other stimuli also serve to induce the state of erotic daydream... It can be a perfume, male of female. Maybe it's a quip I overhear from a male powwow about a weekend exploit. Moving on further, the spark can be a brush past in shop or in the street. The rub of my breast on someone's back in a crowd, a warm or cold contact on my ass as I move through people in a shopping centre.
Usually when my mind starts racing I just let it go. I mean when I first started having erotic scenarios playing in my mind I would attempt to calm them down or stop them I suppose I thought people would be able to read me and guess my secrets. I know this is untrue and have promised to always give in to the erotic plays of which I am usually the main part. So usually when my mind starts racing I just let it go.