But there’s a first time for everything, right? Now, I know most guys want younger girls, but you never know. NYE didn’t turn out at all like how I expected. I was originally going to be in Tahoe, but plans got switched around suddenly and I found myself clubbing in SF. That was the least of the surprises that night.
I wore 1 drop of A314, 1 spray of IG, 10mu p79, 15mu p74, 25mu p83, 30mu TAF, 1 IS2x, and 2 IFM. I split a half spray of IH4x between my wrists. Residual 5mu p79 and 1 IS2x from 4 hours before.
My friends and I met up at my place, finished off a handle and made our way to the city. We were a loud, rowdy bunch and in the station parking lot, they start chatting up some girls. It turns out those girls were friends of a middle school classmate of mine. She recognized me in the station and called out my name. I was totally unprepared for that and talked a brief moment about our plans for the night then we parted ways. I wasn’t really interested in hanging out with her.
On the train, my friend needed to piss hella bad and despite our suggestions to wait just one more station (30 seconds away), he jumps off the train. One other friend gets off too, to make sure he doesn’t get lost. And just like that, all of a sudden we’re split up. We say fuck it, and go to the club on our own. While we’re waiting we bullshit with the guards and people in line behind us. Eventually we’re in the club, after some more waiting at the coat check and we’re off.
So considering the environment of the club, the combo was decent. There were hella couples and more than a few girls that just wanted to dance alone. I got rejected several times, I didn’t keep track but there really weren’t many options. I think those girls were either waiting for their date to come back or whatever. I have no idea. Moving on, I started dancing with one girl, she asked where my friends were. I had no idea, but she wanted me to go find them. This just put a huge question mark in my head. So I stopped dancing with her and just looked for another girl to dance with.
My other friends finally find their way to the club and we meet up, take some bday shots and we hit the dance floors. Here I’m mostly getting rejected, it’s an awkward scene. It felt a bit like a half empty high school dance. Hella sketchy dudes being wallflowers, a handful of girls dancing in the middle, and the rest of the girls dancing with their dates.
So, I switch dance floors and start dancing with a Vietnamese woman. She looked older, but she didn’t look older than 27. We were dancing for a long time, she was fun, but she seemed kinda distant too, I dunno like she was thinking, is this kid really dancing with me? Turned out she was 34. Not a bad looking 34 yr old. 
I switch floors again and see my friend dancing with some girls he knows. I go over and dance with the one girl dancing alone. She wasn’t particularly cute, but it was NYE and I was in a social mood. I figured, hell, since no one else really wants to dance, I might as well just have fun. She too, was a little confused as to why I’d be dancing with her. She thought I was too good of a dancer for her, saying I was probably in a modern dance group or something (I wish I was that fly. 
) But she got over it and started to relax when I started involving her and getting her pumped up.
Meanwhile, two older women wandered over towards our group. They were obviously waay hotter when they were younger, but they still had it going. One of the women was with a guy just standing around. The other woman was alone, also kinda just standing around. Meanwhile I’ve been dancing up a frenzy for the last couple hours, so I was just going with it. I slide through my group to her. She starts dancing when I get there, I catch eyes with her, smile and dance towards her.
Her face lights up and I say, ‘Looks like you’re having way more fun now!’ She laughs and agrees. We get a little closer, kinda just getting to know each other for the next couple minutes. Ever so slowly, we inch closer to each other until our faces are right next to each other, in a teasing way. Then we make out on the floor, dance some more, make out some more, etc..until we’re both really tired.
I took her to the lounge and we just sat and talked for a bit. People watching and making jokes. Something curious happened at this point. Clearly she’d been having a lot of fun, she was practically smiling and laughing randomly the whole time we were dancing. I’d ask what she was laughing about and she’d say that she just liked how I danced, telling me to do it again. Anyways, while we’re talking she sorta stops, looks at me and says ‘Thank you.’ I’m thinking..what exactly is she saying thank you for? I tell her ‘I don’t know what you’re talking about, but you’re welcome. ’ Maybe she wasn’t having that fun of a time and I brightened up her night for her? I won’t presume that I’m that much fun. 
And then we need to leave to catch the last train home. So I wish her a good night and head out. It turns out that the half of my friends already left, one guy was MIA, and it was just me and my one friend left at the club. The three of the left to head to my house, losing one guy on the way (MIA) and getting themselves and the taxi driver lost from the station to my home. Lol. We were trying to call mr MIA, to no avail. At that point, I was thinking, shit..I better not have to drive somewhere hella far to pick up my drunk friend..to top it all off, we had no idea how smashed he was, considering he left his coat at the club.
While we’re waiting for the trains and my friend and I are being sociable and talking to the other people waiting for the train. We’re worried about our MIA friend, hoping he caught a train home. As we transfer to the last train of the night, we enter the train and right there, staring off into space, is our MIA friend, wearing the wrong jacket. Lol, he was drunk as all hell. How lucky is that? It was his bday on the 31st so we got our section of the train to sing him happy birthday. We were talking to some other girls for the rest of the way. Two dudes started yelling at us to shut up. We looked at the girls, the girls looked at us, and we both laughed, saying damn, what haters. I guess they weren’t having a good night. At some point, we make it home and crash.
It was an unusual experience for me, I’ll tell you that. Normally, with younger girls, the tension before kissing is strong. It’s like a taut bowstring. Are we going to kiss? Are we not? Will she like it? Will she not? With this older woman, perhaps it was just her, perhaps it was the fact it was NYE, but we both seemed to know exactly where it was going, but we just relished the tension. Getting closer, almost kissing, but staying just out of touch in a teasing manner. There was no confusion about what was going on, she knew what she was getting into and because of that, I think we were both more relaxed and had more fun, rather than being nervous or something. Also, I didn’t mention it before, but she was a really good kisser. There’s something to be said for experience. 
I was felt like Finch last night…
I get an odd feeling that the A314 played a role in older women being more comfortable with me than the younger girls. The p83 made my friends way louder and rowdy. Anyone that did interact with me was very respectful, even those two guys telling us to shut up, shut up themselves when I looked at them. I kinda threw a few curveballs with the A314 + IG, the extra p83, the residual p79/IS and the IFM, but all in all I had a good night. Definitely a night to remember and to recall on other drunk nights with my friends.
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