I sat at the hotel bar after a long day dealing with engineers, sales and marketing personnel from across the industry at a convention in Dallas. It was the end of the first day and everyone was ready to relax after a long day of seminars and attempts to make business deals. The five-star hotel was, and still is, one of my favorite places to stay when in Dallas, located between Dallas and Fort Worth and not too far from the airport and has an outstanding bar, club, and restaurant for enjoyment.
I sipped on my scotch over ice and enjoyed surveying the groups of people that began to find their way into the bar area. I knew and worked with many of them over the years and enjoyed getting together once a quarter to share ideas and check out new technologies. A new group walked in with seven guys and three ladies, all from the convention. I knew a few of them, two from my own company and two from an equipment vendor. We were all still dressed in suits and hadn't bothered to take the time to change before heading to the bar.
Behind the group a few aircrew from one of the major airlines peeked in and looked around before disappearing. The bar would get crowded as the evening went on as always. Matt, one of the young equipment technical sales representatives I'd known for a few years moved to the bar and ordered his drink and turned to shake my hand, "Well, it is another convention and we always seem to end up at the same hotel."
I smiled back at him, shook his hand and replied, "Hope you've had a good day here. It has been pretty busy. By the way, how's the family?"
"The kids and Wendy are doing great and thank you for asking," He responded. "Things are a little crazy with school and work. Wendy's been pretty exhausted and my hours are no better." He turned and grabbed his beer from the bar and added, "I needed this beer."
We had run across each other's paths at each seminar and convention for the past two years and always exchanged pleasantries. Our company's were in different sectors of the industry and didn't share the same equipment requirements. But, we always had fun at each event. He raised his beer and called for a toast. "To another week of adventure away from the home office."
"I agree," I responded tapping my rock glass against his draft beer mug. "I do enjoy Dallas."
We chatted through the first round of drinks and started on a second round when the flight crew returned to the bar. This time, they were casually dressed. The two ladies, a blonde and a brunette, were dressed in slacks, sweaters, and heels. The two male flight crewmembers had returned dressed in slacks, long sleeve button down shirts and loafers. All were dressed casually and comfortably for the cool fall weather marking the nearness to the holiday season.
Music got a little louder and as the alcohol flowed, so did the pairing up of dance partners on the dance floor. Things began to pick up and everyone was enjoying the views and each other's company, some old acquaintances and some trying to make new adventures. After his second beer, Matt excused himself and made his way to the bathroom. I ordered my third scotch and a third beer for Matt, taking in the sights of people around me enjoying the views. As the drinks appeared, so did Matt looking a little flush and perplexed.
"Are you ok," I asked?
"You will not believe what I just saw in the Men's Room." He grabbed his new beer and took a long pull.
"Ok, I give up, what did you see?"
"Well, I walked over to the Men's Room outside the bar and it was all occupied and guys standing in line. So, I walked around the corner by the pool to use the Men's Room there and when I walked in, there was a guy sitting on the counter with his legs spread and cock out getting a blow job right there."
I smiled and asked, "Was she someone we've seen in here?"
"Ah, no, not exactly. It was two guys, both who were right over there a little while ago. The guy in the blue suite was getting a blowjob from one of the guys from that air crew that came in." Matt was pretty flush and took another drink of his beer.
"Well, they could have gone to the room," I replied with a smile.
"I watched them for a few minutes before the guy came. He was pretty vocal."
I looked at Matt and asked, "You ok? I know it could be a little bit of a shock."
"That's my problem. I wasn't shocked, just mesmerized. I stood there and watched. It was like having a porn movie right in front of me. Sorry, I just wasn't expecting it, you know?"
At that point, the air crew member walked in first returning back to his table with the others and a few moments later, the gentleman in the blue suit returned and moved back toward the bar looking around before finding a place to try to order another drink.
Matt leaned over and tried to speak in my ear, "He kept telling him how good it felt and he hadn't had his cock sucked that good in quite a while." Matt moved back looking for my reaction.
I paused, took a sip of my drink, and smile, "Did you like what you saw?"
He looked puzzled and replied, "To tell you, I was caught off guard but when I realized what they were doing, I couldn't look away."
I smiled at him, took another sip of my scotch and asked, "Did you get hard or were you just curious?"
Matt looked down at his own crotch and tried to reposition himself so that his cock would find less pressure in his pants. "Wendy and I haven't had sex in two months. I guess I was kind of mesmerized by the fact that someone would have sex in the Men's Room and all of a sudden I imagined I was the one getting the blowjob. Damn. I think I had just better go back upstairs and take a cold shower."
"Relax. We'll stay right here and enjoy the views, drink a little more, and all will be good," I replied.
Matt was still uncomfortable. "Sorry, you don't think I'm weird, do you?"
