I was in Chicago on business and staying at my favorite hotel. I had worked a long day, and after dinner I went to the hotel bar for a drink before going to bed.
I was sitting at the bar, enjoying my drink, when a big bear of a man sat down next to me. When he extended his huge hand to introduce himself, my much smaller hand was lost in his grip.
He introduced himself as Max, which he said was a nickname from college, and joked that it was short for Maximus, which was a reference to his size. I found out later that it was in fact a reference to size, just solely not limited to his physique. We got along right from the start, and he quickly went from being a bit intimidating to actually being quite a pleasant drinking companion.
Max said he was in Chicago on business and was a sales rep of gym equipment, and from what I could see of him in the polo shirt he was wearing, he had to be 6' 4" and at least 245 lbs. of solid muscle. He was certainly a walking ad for his product line.
Max was very easy to talk with, and I have no idea how we got into such a silly topic, but I asked him what he would do if we were sitting here at the bar and the room went completely dark, and we learned that the world was about to end.
He smirked, and said, "Little man, I would probably fuck the first thing that moved." Then he asked me what I would do, and submissively I looked into his eyes, and said, "Max, I would just sit here as still as I possibly could."
Max laughed and said that I was both handsome and funny. He then said we should go up to his room for a night cap..
