It was summer and I had a four day training to do in London. London is usually
not my favorite place on Planet Earth, bad food, even worse weather and the girls
are not so great looking. Some things in your life you simply have to do. I have
been  in  London  many  times  but  I  still  hadn’t  got  laid  there.  Usually  I  am  there
doing some trainings and while training I am focusing on my students first, then
on me. I had so many opportunities to get laid, but I would rather stay in club with
my boys and focus on them getting good than going home with some average
girl.
This  time  it  was  different.  It  was  amazing.  This  was  one  of  my  most  high
risk  seductions  I  have  ever  done.  We  went  to  one  of  the  popular  clubs.  I  don’t
remember if it was On Anon or Tiger Tiger but it was one of those. It’s usually one
of those clubs where we take our boys on the first night of training when they have
to do lots of approaches. Mastering quantity before then focusing on quality. As
we were training the guys, I spotted a super-hot Russian brunette walking through
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club.  I told my student to follow her, and once she positioned herself somewhere,
to approach her. Two minutes later my student is back saying she is with some
guy. So I went there to check out the situation and to explain him in details how
to do it.
Rule no1# - Don’t give up too easily
He was right; she was with a guy at a table having a bottle of wine. The guy
was dressed in a black expensive suit, he looked Russian and dangerous. I am
assuming by body language the guy is fucking her or he will fuck her soon. Now,
that  does  not  stop  my  student  to  get  some  experience  in  approaching  mixed
groups.
So I told him the plan. He will do a Badboy style table approach, to convey
dominance and power over the guy, then sit down on a chair next to the girl while
talking to the guy. He has to focus on the guy for the first couple of minutes then
switch to the girl. Once he switches to the girl I will join the group, and take over
the guy and keep him in conversation to distract him from my student is doing
with the girl on the other side of the table.
Everything  went  perfect;  my  student  got  in,  got  some  initial  attraction  from
strong body language and sat next to her. Russian guy was shocked but friendly. I
got myself a drink (coke)and waited for two minutes and went in directly to the guy
and started conversation with him. Turns out he’s a successful Russian banker,
and the girl is his fiancée.
She was a really stunning girl with beautiful green eyes. Every guy would die
to have her as a girlfriend. She was so yummy. It was obvious he invested lots of
money in her beauty. I  started talking to him about business and soon we found
some good topics. He wants to invest into Croatian coast, as he’s into yachting.
Since I used to own one and I know how local business is done, we started talking,
exchanging ideas, I got him totally in conversation, but with part of my brain, I am
looking at what my student is doing, and helping him with the girl.
She is showing some hardcore indicators of interest to my student. It looked
like my student is doing very well but then a totally unpredictable thing happens.
For no reason whatsoever my student stands up and ejects, and leaves me there
alone with them on the table. One thing I learned in this seduction journey is that
you can only rely on yourself. Friends, wings and all other help is good, but there
is only one person you can rely on in this world and that’s YOU!
So I am there talking with the guy and his girl is playing with her iPhone. My
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plan was to continue conversation for next five minutes and if my student doesn’t
come  back,  I  will  try  to  do  something  with  her.  Ten  minutes  passed,  and  looks
like my dear student left me there alone. I continued to speak with the guy and I
was ignoring her totally. But what happened after two minutes totally shocked me
and caught me off-guard. While I was drawing Croatian islands on a napkin for
the guy, explaining where are the best places to rent yachts and best routes, his
fiancée started touching me under the table.
She had those long, sexy high heels, and she was going up and down my leg
with her high heels. You know what does that means. I looked at her; she smiled
and locked eye contact with her sexy eyes. I looked back to the guy, hoping he
didn’t  see  anything.  He’s  drinking  his  wine.  So  the  game  is  on.The  dangerous
game is on. Now I am challenged and I want to see how I can play this, and what
can I do by myself since there is no one to help me with the guy.
The last thing I want is Russian mafia running after me in London.
So  I  focused  on  the  guy,  engaged  him  even  deeper  in  logical  and  business
conversation  to  distract  him  from  what’s  going  on  under  the  table.  While  every
so  often,  she  would  keep  flirting  under  table  with  her  high-heels.  I  was  getting
really horny starting to think about fucking her. I was multitasking; with part of the
brain I was thinking about conversation with him, another part was playing with
her under the table, and third part was thinking what to do and how to play this
with the girl. Obviously she was horny, maybe the guy didn’t fuck her for a while,
or something is going on there. Maybe he cheated on her and she is looking for
revenge. I didn’t care what her story was. I had gorgeous horny girl in front of me
and I had to do my job as a man. Pulling away would be a sign of a pussy. I am
the man and I will take the challenge.
While talking to the guy, I am analyzing my options, my chances of what I can
do. From now on this is a chess game. I have to play my moves right and I can
have the girl. I have to isolate her away from the guy in a socially acceptable way.
Because you can’t tell him, “Sorry, can I take your future wife upstairs for a few
minutes?  I  promise  after  I  fuck  her  I  will  bring  her  back.”  To  make  things  even
worse,  I  have  ZERO  conversation  with  her,  there’s  absolutely  no  reason  on  the
planet why I would have to go somewhere with her. I haven’t talked with her at all
as all the talking was done by my student. The bad part of the story is if I engage
her  in  conversation  I  may  lose  her  ‘fuck  me  now’  state,  which  usually  happens
in boring conversations. She wants to fuck now, and she is ready. I have to do
something fast, otherwise I am losing her.
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One idea came to my mind that I had done previously; not in such high-risk
situations, but it may work out. This was my only plan I had. I usually have a back-up plan but in this situation I had none.
So I turned my chair more towards the guy and focused on conversation with
him. I have to have his full attention in order for this to work out. He simply can’t
be able to see what I’m going to do under the table. If he finds out, I am in trouble.
This has to be done on a James Bond level. As I got him into deep conversation,
I slowly took my iPhone from my jeans pocket. While talking to him I made him
draw me something on a napkin (his business plan), and when he started drawing,
I  slipped  my  phone  under  the  table  to  the  girl’s  hand.  She  placed  her  phone
number in and as we both had white iPhones the guy couldn’t notice that she was
using my phone and not hers. She saved herself as ‘Val - Call Me.’ I got my phone
back (under the table) and slipped it back in my pocket. He didn’t notice anything.
Now that was smooth.
After a few minutes I told them I have to join my friends, so I exchanged business
cards with the guy, winked to the girl and ejected. I went upstairs, isolated myself
from everybody to clear my mind, and to think clearly what to do. So the situation
is I have a phone number from a hot girl who’s totally horny and wants to fuck,
but she is with her future husband in the club. I’ll be busy the next few days with
training and Sunday evening I’m flying back to Croatia. So the only option is it has
to happen tonight. I pulled out my phone and I sent her the following text:
‘2nd floor - Female restroom in 3 minutes. Be There!’
I told one of my instructors to go downstairs and keep an eye on the guy the
whole time, if something goes wrong to call me and I’ll disappear somewhere.
Not two minutes passed and she arrived. I just took her hand, spun her against
the  wall  with  my  favorite  kiss  close  (you  can  find  it  on  my  Techniques  DVDs),
started  making  out  hardcore,  started  touching  her  pussy  and  she  grabbed  my
dick. With my right leg, I opened the doors of the restroom, I quickly walked us
in  (girl  is  in  shock  and  awe),  opened  first  available  cubicle,  got  in,  closed  door
and pushed her against the door. I started making out more, unzipped her dress,
unzipped my pants, sat her on the toilet seat and put my dick in her mouth. While
she was giving me a blowjob I opened a condom, placed it in her mouth and she
rolled on the condom with her mouth like a porn star.
Then I stood her up and pushed her against the wall. She had this super tight
mini skirt on so I pulled the skirt upwards, pushed her g-string aside and fucked
her from behind like crazy. At the end I sat her back on the toilet, removed condom
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and came all over her mouth and face. She loved it. I pulled my pants up, fixed
my  shirt  and  disappeared.  She  fixed  her  make-up  and  went  downstairs  where
her fiancée was waiting for her. She was gone for a total of 10-15 minutes, so it
went under ‘normal’ female toilet business that you can probably attribute to busy
toilets in the club. Like a proper wife (my instructor told me later) once she arrived
back to his table, she gave him a kiss on the lips and apologized she was so late...
go figure!