Wow. Just Wow.

Much like the night Gladen had, mine was movie quality over the top. Yes, it really happened like this yet I may have forgotten a few details.
12" of The Love God oil in (lightly scented) Love Potion #9 scent (think similar to CK One or CK Be). Touched up with more later in the evening.
My bride and me were given a last minute invite to a New Years eve event at a local banquet facility. We were literally sitting at home relaxing when her friend (my ex FWB from High School) called and demanded that we find a babysitter, get fancied up and go out. Okay. A quick call to Mom in-law (who's awesome) and we dropped off the kid before heading out.
We get there and the place is PACKED. I have a feeling this was a setup by her/my friend because there were 2 spots reserved for us at the table her and her BF were at. We ate and chatted and while we were doing so, I noticed that not only my bride but her friend and the other woman at our table (mid 20's suicide blond) was also finding reasons to get closer to me and that everything I said was just completely fascinating. The guys seemed to be friendly (and even my ex fwb's boyfriend) was being civil.
I get up to head to the buffet for another plate and my ex gf walks up behind me. Let's just say it was not a pretty breakup. She's a late thirties, blond haired former fitness model and current personal trainer. She was also waaaaaay high maintenance and in need of constant reassurance. It got old. I 'felt' her behind me like a disturbance in the force and knew I didn't want to turn around. Then I caught wind of her perfume (Light Blue) and KNEW I was correct. After about 30 seconds just as I was almost to the buffet table (yeah, long line) she taps me on the hip. Not the shoulder. I turn around and she feigns surprise as if she didn't know it was me. 'HI!!! OMG, I thought it was you but you look amazing!' Thanks. Not gonna lie, she was still looking pretty damn great. Tight, low cut sparkly mini dress that would have showed off major cleavage if she was more than a 'B' cup. The longer she's in my phero cloud the more animated she gets. I'm working my way down the buffet line while she keeps edging closer. I stop at the end to tell her it was 'nice' to see her again but that I was heading back to my table. Plates of food be damned, she hugs the stuffing out of me and slides her free hand down my back towards my ass while I'm trying desperately to hope my bride isn't watching this.
Cut to a few minutes later. My bride is giving me a very hard time about the hug my ex gave me but doing so in a way that she knows I was not the instigator of said hug/grope. My bride is being frighteningly cool about it and also making joking comments about how she's been watching my ex at her table and she's been staring my way and basically ignoring her date. Meanwhile, my bride is playing up the whole romantic thing and putting her hands all over me while kissing me. A lot.
They open up the dance floor and get the place ready for dancing and DRINKING.

My bride had injured herself at the beginning of the year and isn't quite healed so any fast dances are out of the question but she can slow dance. She knows I love to get out there and unleash my inner John Belushi on the dance floor so she lets me go out and dance whenever I'm feeling the need. At this point, my wife's friend's boyfriend is already somewhat hammered and not in the mood to do anything except sit at the bar. Yay. So I have both my bride and her friend on either side of me chatting me up and her friend getting more handsy with me than I'd have expected with as little as she's had to drink.
I don't want my bride getting jealous so I head for the bathroom. Because I am stupid, I put on an extra 8" or so of TLG (brought the roll on bottle with me- one more reason I like the oils) and I leave the bathroom to find my wife's friend waiting in the hallway for me. "Mrs Snoopy' said I can have the next dance with you.' Oh, really? Then she proceeds to tell me that she's not sure how it happened but she's noticed over the past several times we've seen each other but that she can't stop thinking about me. Crap. She didn't realize when she was young that I was going to be the most fun she'd have with a guy and she has been wondering lately if I still 'had it.' Shit. This is being said as she's checking the two doors in the hallway to the bathroom. As she's doing this and finding the electrical room door open, she is taking my hand and dragging me in. She's pulled me close and taking my hand to put it up to her breast which was not encumbered by a bra. 'See? Still perky. Not having kids makes a difference,' as she's starting to shove her tongue down my throat. A bit of back story here. This sort of thing DID happen to me before I was wearing pheromones- just not THIS easily. I needed to break out the ol' silver tongue and chat my way to this. The Love God just makes it that much easier IF YOU FOLLOW ALONG and PAY ATTENTION to where a woman leads you! Now part of me is getting seriously turned on and contemplating my wedding vows but as I'm pulling my hand off her hard nipple and telling her thanks but no, we hear her Prince Charming from outside the door calling into the women's room for her and literally saying to himself, 'Where th fuck is that Bitch!' Mood officially killed. He got sloppy drunk, threw up in the men's room and wanted to go home.
They go back to the table and she's still eying me while complaining to my bride about her BF and telling her how lucky she is and that she hopes my bride knows what a great guy I am. Not long after, they leave. I've gotten my bride to dance a few dances with me while plying her with alcohol. I go up to dance again and while she's sitting one out my ex gf decides to sneak up on my on the dance floor. No words, just loud thumping music. I had enough alcohol in me to basically not care about dancing with her. As we're dancing she starts grinding, turns her back to me, takes my hand and slides it under her dress right onto her left breast. Do all women like guys to go for the left? Anyhow, I instinctively started tweaking her nipple for a moment, came to my senses and quickly extricated that hand but not before she'd turned around and also tried to French kiss me. Seriously? Thank God we were close to midnight by now. I was going to be divorced by the new year at this rate.
I decided that I really wanted to push the limits of what TLG could do because I had seen some pretty insane reactions already (and my wife always responds nicely) so when she got up to go to the bathroom (to make sure she was out before the countdown to midnight) I followed her and when she came out of the ladies room, took her hand and led her across the hallway to the electrical room. I avoided answering her question about how I knew the room was open. When the ball went down, so did we. Now this is something that is normally completely out of character for her but I honestly believe that TLG had a big part to play in the sudden adventurousness she was displaying. Even when plied with alcohol, the risk of getting caught in public is not something she's normally game for. I don't think it hurt matters that she'd seen my ex hugging and groping on me at dinner but whatever the reason, we rang in the new year right. She's been extra loving and caring since then. In my experience, The Love God creates a very specific hook in a woman's mind. One she doesn't necessarily quickly forget.
Guys, seriously. This opens the doors and all you need to do is be smooth enough to walk through and let the woman lead you right to where she wants you. So much fun. *wipes away tear*