Engaged Woman, married woman, drama, and guilt
Last night decided it for me. Whenever I go out to a club or any type of bar that is a meat market, I’m definately not going to buffer my Androstenone with Androstenol. But I’m always going to enhance it with A314.
Last night I went out with the following pheromones:
1 Spray of Instant Jerk to my throat
1 Spray of TUTH to my upper chest, lower throat
2 Drops of A314 to my wrists
I went to Webster Hall last night. Normally I don’t name the venues that I go to because I want to be sure that I retain my anonymity. But since there are thousands of people in this night club, it’s unlikely that I can be identified. 
It’s also not the best place to test pheromones because it’s a really weird place and weird things always happen there with or without pheromones. I had been there twice without pheromones in the past and the first time I had my only one night stand of my life. The second time I ended up making out with a college girl the entire night. So I expect that my experiences below could have happened without pheromones. The only difference was that the girls I interacted with last night were better looking than the women I met at Webster Hall without pheromones.
I have to go on a little rant about Webster Hall before I begin just in case people actually read this post. I’ll start off by saying that if you are a guy, Webster Hall is good between the hours of 10:30 PM and 12:30 AM. There are a lot of hot women during these hours and most of the guys are old and/or creepy so the competition is not that bad. If you are a woman, this club will suck for you at all hours so don’t go. After 1AM, the place is about 75% guys and 25% women. After 2AM, the place is about 90% guys and 10% women. I think most of the women leave fairly early when they get sick of all the f#cking creepy guys in that place groping them - it’s really a bad place. This place is also a complete meat market which is good if you are a guy. All night long you seen couples who just met making out and possibly more all around. The club is 19 & over but the people in the club range from 19 to 50. It is really the weirdest crowd I have ever seen in a nightclub. Also, lots of guys walk around without shirts on later in the night. WTF!
So, I get to Webster hall, grab a drink at the bar on the main dance floor and just dance for about 5 minutes near the bar where I got my drink. Nothing happens so I move to the other side of the dance floor and do another 5 minutes of dancing. Nothing happens again. So I move to the middle of the dance floor near a stage where people are dancing.
This really good looking girl (girl#1) comes up to me and dances right in front of me with super intense eye contact for about 10 seconds and returns to her group. Then she comes up to me an starts dancing with me again a few minutes later. She is a really good dancer and I suck at dancing. So she proceeds to do all these fancy dance moves pretending that I’m the one leading her but in reality I’m just confused and I really don’t know what I’m doing. This amuses her and she has a big smile on her face. She continues giving me intense eye contact and our bodies make lots of contact. After about 20 minutes of this, my drink is gone and I’m getting thirsty. I suggest we go to the bar and get a drink. So, she agrees and I take her hand and walk with her to the bar. She just wants a water and I decided to get a water too. The whole time we are at the bar we are holding ands and she is asking me rapport questions. She is clearly attracted to me. I finally suggest that we try a bar in the room on the other side of the level. So we are holding hands and when we walk by her friends she stops holding my hand and goes to her friends.
So, I go and get two waters and then I return to the area and give her her water. Then we dance a bit but she eventually leaves me and she starts dirty dancing with her female friends. I figure that she realized that I don’t know how to dance.
So, I’m dancing by myself again in the general area for about 10 minutes. I see another cute girl (girl#2) about 5 feet in front of me staring at me. She proceeds to come right in front of me and she is dancing in front of me. So I move closer to her to the point where our bodies are almost touching. Then She puts her arms around me and starts dirty dancing.
Now, I realize the true power of the pheromones. She is looking at me like she is in love and she tells me how hot I am and least a few times right there and then several times over the next hour. Now, I’m a decent looking guy who is in very good shape for my age. But I’m not “hot” by any stretch of the imagination. It would actually be totally unrealistic to consider me “hot”. I also think this was a powerful pheromone hit because this girl was completely sober!
So, we dirty dance for at least 10 minutes and she has her arms around me like she was in love. This situation felt exactly like the one last week with the Norwegian blonde girl I was dancing with. I was a little aggressive with escalation with the Norwegian blond girl and I think I scared her off. This time I decided to play it cool and this girl her grope and touch me as much as she
wanted to without me escalating back. I just played it cool and took a patient approach.
Then all of a sudden girl#1 is sitting on the back of a couch facing us watching us dance. She shouts at us and takes a picture of us. I ask girl#2 if she knows girl#1 and girl#2 tells me that she is best friends with girl#1. They have known each other for 20 years. F#ck me. This is just bad luck.
Then girl#1 starts dirty dancing with both of us for a few minutes. Then she pulls girl#2 away from me and starts dancing with her about six feet away from me. After about a minute of dancing, girl#2 ditches her best friend, runs back to me, and grabs on to me like we are long lost lovers reunited after being apart for years. Sweet! So girl#1 retreats back to where she was and watches me dance with her best friend.
So I’m dancing with girl#2 again for a couple of minutes. She then suggests that we go to the bar to get a drink. We go to one bar on the main level and it’s way to crowded. So, I suggest we go to the bar near the basement dance floor so we go down there.
All of a sudden, I became confident my smoothness kicked in. For the rest of the time I spent with this girl, I knew exactly what to say and I became a good conversationalist. It kills me that this happens so infrequently. (Most of the time I am tongue tied with women with a completely blank mind. )
We are talking and flirting while we are waiting at the bar. She gives me a little kiss on the lips and then she says that there is something that she has to tell me and she looks embarrassed. I say, “OK, what is it?” She then tells me with an embarrassed look, “I am older than you.” I ask her how old she is and she tells me she is 32. I roll my eyes and tell her that I have her beaten by almost a half a decade. She doesn’t believe me and she cards me later on. Anyway, we get a drink and proceed to the main level.
I see this bench and I sit on it and pull her in front of me so she is facing me. She has her hands on me and we are talking very intimately and we kiss each other. Then her friends find us they say to her, “Where the fu#k have you been?” Girl#1 is standing right there watching us. She tells her friends to go away and they reluctantly walk away. Then she proceeds to tell me that this is a bachlorette party and that girl#1 is getting married tomorrow. What? Why the hell was she dirty dancing with me and walking around the place holding hands earlier?
Now the big bombshell comes. Girl#2 proceeds to tell me that she is married. She says that it would not be good if her friends see us together so we should find an area that is more private. I suggest that we go upstairs. We go the next level up which in hind site might have been a mistake because there were still lots of people there. I should have taken her to the top level that has a little dance floor and places to sit.
So, we find a place to sit down and we start dirty talking and making out. She tells me that if she got divorced, she would totally date me. Then she starts asking me if I’m commitment phobic and she tells me that a lot of men are. So, I’m wondering if this girl is planning on divorcing her husband and is looking for a boyfriend first. I hope not because part of my goal with pheromones is to not be perceived as being relationship material. If a freaking married women is considering me relationship material then that means that I have not been able to shake that image. F#ck!
So, we kiss some more and it’s getting really hot. The chemistry between us is completely at the max. The amount of sexual tension between us that was not being resolved was incredible. I can guarantee that her panties were completely soaked by the way she was acting.
Then she asks me if I’m on Facebook. But then we notice an angry girl standing right there over us. She was not one of the girls in girl#2’s group. But judging by the way she reacted, I think she was a mutual friend of her and her husband.
Girl#2 gets this completely panicked look on her face. She says something like, “I am fu#cked. I know that girl. I am so fu#ked. Oh my God. I am so f#cked.”
So the angry girl motions girl#2 to follow her. I decide not to follow because it would look bad for her if I walk down with her. So, she stops and looks at me. I tell her to meet me at the main dance floor near the bar. She says, “OK” and then follows the angry girl.
So, I wait at the bar for about a half an hour but she doesn’t find me and I don’t see any of the girls in the group for the rest of the night. My guess is that they decided to eject from the venue and go into damage control mode to save girl#2’s ass. I felt this incredible sense of guilt and I was hoping that her friends are able to damage control the situation. On the other hand, what are married and engaged women doing going to seedy nightclubs flirting and hitting on strange men? Girl#2 was quite sober and was aware of everything that she was doing? What the hell is she doing passionately kissing a guy she doesn’t even know while being married?
I might be ruined for life now. If I ever get married and my wife has a late night out with her girlfriends at a nightclub, I’m probably going to think about this night. But if I tell her that going to a nightclub with her girlfriends is inappropriate, I will be labeled the jealous husband. Maybe it’s better to not get married in this day and age.
Anyway, once I stopped waiting waiting for girl#2, I spent the rest of the night moving from place to place in the nightclub trying to find another woman. But the nightclub turned to crap and was mostly guys. The women who where there completely had their guard up and were unapproachable. I would have ejected earlier but it was supposed to rain all night. I stayed till 4AM and had no hits the entire rest of the night. 
I was wondering if my pheromones had evaporated. I kept on smelling my wrists to see if I could smell the A314 scent but I couldn’t anymore. 