Here is a safety tip, when in a crowded bar at a trade show hotel you’re staying at, make sure you are not surfing Miss Amber’s blog reading your own sissy wedding fantasy story to get worked up.
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He asked if he could squeeze in to order a drink…the Venetian Casino bar is always packed at these things.
“Sure be my guest….” I replied.
“Hi, I’m Brad. Nice to meet you. Here’s my card…”
The first night and I’m 6 cards in already….what’s a 7th…?“
“Thank you” I say as I hand mine over…
As I slide a bit over, I happen to look down to make sure I move my bag to the next hook. Maybe I lingered too long. But this guy, probably around my
age or a few years younger, was pivoted just right.
I couldn’t not help but notice that his jeans outlined a rod running down the inside of his right thigh. I am sure I didn’t gasp. No one would have heard me
anyway, but I think my eyebrows were raised.
As I recovered, he just smiled and played it off.
He got his drink and said see you around the show.
I just smiled, nodded and continued to finish my bourbon, hoping to just get up to the room and have some time alone before a long week.
I was about to pay, but the bartender put another in front of me.
“I didn’t order this.”
He casually nodded and said “ I know. Someone
sent it over…”
Who? I looked around. There was no one I knew or expected to see this first night…
Eh what the heck. Just drink it and be on the way, probably a mistake. Well maybe I will get lucky if this is any indication…maybe play some slots…
As I was leaving, the cell phone pinged. It was a number not in my known list.
“Where are you going? I sent over a drink. Don’t you want to get to know me..?”
“Who is this? I think you have the wrong number..”
“No, I have the number of just the person I want. Nikki.”
What the……..?
*ping*
”Turn around. High table, far side. Come back.”
I slowly turned, hesitant… looking. No one I knew, and then it made sense. There he was, smiling ear to ear raising a drink and waving me to come over.
Brad.
