After several glasses of wine, quite a few cigarettes and a couple of hours of friendly, interesting conversation with colleagues, I found myself alone with him…sitting on a concrete patio area just outside the hotel. “Sooooooo, you wanna fuck?” I asked. He said, “Yeah!”
The resulting encounter was damn awkward. I see this man a few times a year, twice at out-of-town meetings. Last September, he and I almost had some fun. He is on my board of directors and I’ve known him for 18 years. When he left my room, he said, “We should do this again.” I smiled. Everything seemed cool at the board meeting the next morning, but he left before we adjourned. I hope all is well.
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