Fresh off the heels of meeting up with NYC HB, during the chat we had while on her porch, we somewhat agreed on meeting up @ a certain nightclub later that night (yesterday).
She wasn’t quite sure how it would turn out because her boyfriend kinda wanted to go with her to the club, or stay home altogether.
I didn’t put much stock into it at all, so I went to the club with the intention to just have fun and try to pull otherwise…if anything.
Me outside the club
Lo and behold while standing outside the venue, I spotted a familiar face walking towards me. At the same instance, I get a message via messenger from NYC girl.
We embraced and shared a grand laugh at the coincidence of having run into each other right at the moment I received her message saying she’s on her way to the Lime nightclub.
Apparently, she had evaded her boyfriend, and she told me that he decided not to accompany her.
Great news for both of us!
Since I wasn’t ready to enter the club, the girl decided to go alone while we agreed to meet up in a bit inside.
My phone was literally running on 1%, so I became panicky: “If the phone dies on me now, I may not have any mean of communicating with NYC HB”.
I at least wanted to be able to contact her in the event I lose her in the crowd of the club. I also wanted means of texting her for logistical purposes.
What was I going to do then with my phone on 1%?
Take a cab home, charge up my phone a bit, then head back to the club.
I felt it was the wiser decision than to work with a dead phone.
I got home after 12 AM this morning. Put the phone to charge while I anxiously waited to at least have 12% of battery life to work with.
After a while, perhaps just after 1 AM, my phone had about 15% charge, so I plugged it out and decided that 15% would suffice for the remainder of the night.
I made my way back to the nightclub and got there about 1:30 am.
Paid my entree fee and went in search of NYC HB.
As I hit the bar area, I spotted her leaned up on the bar counter chatting to some guy.
I immediately approached the 2 set. Before I barged right in, I wanted to confirm whether he the boyfriend or just some random club dude chatting her up. So I stood near enough to overhear their conversation in spite of the loud music.
“Damn!!! It is the boyfriend”!!!
“I though this fucker wasn’t going to show up”!
The BF was situated to her left, and there was a slot barely open to the right side of the girl…so I filled it in just to be close to NYC chick😉 .
We never really acknowledged each other since the BF was right there.
That’s how I wanted it: pretend as though we don’t know each other, in order to not arise any suspicion from the BF.
Anyway, so we essentially had the girl sandwiched between us (the BF and me): BF to her immediate left, and I on her immediate right.
What was I try to accomplish here? To flirt with her right under the nose of her boyfriend.
Since the club was significantly darkened, I took her fingers and began stroking them while her BF chatted with her. From his vantage point, he obviously couldn’t see what I was doing.
Here’s the thing dude: women love this sort of risky shit! It is their oxygen! They love to live dangerously on the fucking edge! It is adventurous!
For the most part, she was facing the BF (to the left) and pretending to listen to him talking while I caressed her right elbow, stroked it, and ran my fingers sensually across her entire hand from finger tips to shoulder blade.
At some points, I also purposely pinched her on the arm while I caressed her, just to get her to smile or react…knowing she cannot make it too obvious since the BF is right there.👿
I was really enjoying the secret escapade and I know she was too!
I took things up a notch but rubbing and running my hands up and down her thighs as she had on a short and tight skirt thing.
At no point was she objecting physically to any of this.
She never removed my hand, knocked it off, etc.
I pinched her thighs, tugged on her skirt, rested my hand on the small of her back while gently running my hand down her buttocks…all while she’s in conversation with her boyfriend.
At 1 point while the BF looked away, I threw my left arm across her neck and shoulders just to heighten the danger factor of being caught.👿
At another point while I continued to rub on her exposed right thigh, she became so aroused that her boyfriend actually realized that something strange was going on.
What I mean is, she blanked out for a second while the BF was chatting to her. It’s as if she was in a pleasurable trance. Her BF’s reaction snapped her out of it.
Suddenly, the BF looked over at me as if he sensed that I was doing something to his girlfriend😯 .
I looked away casually as if I was minding my own business.🙂
Their chitchat proceeded, and so did I proceed the hidden flirting as I took her fingers again and began stroking them gently.
I also slapped her on the behind when it was most convenient to get away with it.
In conjunction to all this, I was sending her ever so clear signal that I wanted to fuck her. She already knew this, but I wanted to make it crystal fucking clear!
However, this could only materialize if the boyfriend gets out of the picture.
Hence, I had to either get rid of him, or she had to…and she wanted to since she essentially showed up to the club in order to meet me by trying to shake the BF.
This is why I believed that having a functional cellphone was of paramount importance so we could parlay the logistics of how.
My worst fear was that the boyfriend would say, “let’s go”, and they up and leave, as he effectively manages to cock-block me from his girlfriend.
Lo and behold: he motioned to her, “le’s leave”!
I exclaimed internally in disbelief!!!
He ordered a gin & tonic, took her hand and led her to the exit.
I quickly gulp down the last of my beer and virtually went in pursuit…however cautiously since I didn’t want to alert the boyfriend 1 bit, or have him think that I was following them.
I had to fucking get a message to this girl somehow!
Pulled the phone out of my pocket…but it was dead!!!
I beat myself up as they walked away and there was nothing I could’ve done to prevent it!
I had no choice but to call it a night. I quickly made my way home so I could charge my phone and hope to at least get a text from the girl saying, “come over! My BF left”!
In any case; that never happened.
The chick leaves Sunday, so I literally have today only (Saturday) to try to seal the deal.
I’ll keep you guys posted.