My hands trembled as I reached for his zipper. I was acutely aware of my nudity and my erection was indicator enough that I was excited by what I was about to become. "Calm down baby," he said soothingly. "The first time is always the one you'll always remember."
I looked up at his handsome face. There was compassion in his eyes or was that my imagination. After all, it was he who got the ball rolling and me in position to suck cock for the first time.
My girlfriend Shirley was out with her friends from work. I had been left to my own devices. I decided I was tired of being alone in the apartment and went to a local bar for a couple drinks and just to be out and about.
I didn't see him until he sat in the stool next to mine. After ordering and receiving his beer, he turned to me and asked, "I hope I didn't incorrectly presume this seat was available."
"It was," I said. "I'm stag tonight."
"Hey, me too. I'm Ralph, Ralph Myers," he said sticking out his hand.
"Justine," I said taking his hand.
It dawned on me that he held my hand a bit longer than typical of a handshake but shook it off as me being paranoid.
He told me he was new to the area having just moved to DC from San Francisco. He had been hired to help run a campaign for a California Congresswoman. I was impressed.
I told him I was a system engineer for a large IT firm. "Your company may be just what I need to analyze incoming polling data Justin. Maybe we could grab a booth and discuss it."
If I could attract a new client for the firm, one with National exposure, it could be quite a feather in my cap. "There's one back in the back Ralph. Let's take it before someone else gets there first."
We settled in to the darkened booth and Ralph began to discuss his requirements. I listened closely so as to be ready to impress him with our firms' ability to meet his expectations.
I was impressed by his knowledge of computer system software and how he knew we were using the latest technology.
"If this works out Justin, I'd be delighted to work with you. Since I'm not Government myself, there'd be no need to go out for bids. I can simply select the firm I think can do the job.
The light and shadow gave him a kind of film noir appearance. He had a square jaw with Kirk Douglas kind of dimple. Blonde hair and blue eyed, Ralph was a good-looking man. I could tell he worked out by the way his arms filled the sleeves of his polo shirt. California buff.
Myself, I'm a tad short of average. I admit I don't exercise as much as I could. Okay, I don't exercise at all. But I'm not chubby except for my fat ass. I sit in a chair all day and am beginning to fill the seat. It's something I'm not proud of and even Shirley tells me I need to get off it once is a while.
I started comparing myself to Ralph which was a mistake. He was out going, confident, sure of himself. His manner was self-assured at the same time reassuring. This is a man on the rise and I'm already in a rut even at 32.
We ordered a couple more brewskis and got to know each other better. He told me he was single and it didn't sound like he was bragging when he told me of his road conquests. A man that looks that good and gets around the country is bound to meet a lot of people and I was sure the ladies would line up to jump his bones. Shirley would be one of them.
I told Ralph that I was single, in a relationship that appeared to be going nowhere. He patted my hand in a reassuring manner and said he understood. "Where is she now?"
"Out with her buds as usual. Sometimes I have no idea when she gets home. I usually crash around 11:30."
Ralph told me how traveling like he does has prevented him from getting into any kind of long-term relationships. Now it was me who patted his hand in bonding sympathy. "Brighten up man, you'll be here for months."
"Maybe years if I can get her re-elected. She's promised me a spot on her staff if I can do that."
"Gotta take a leak," I said rising.
For some reason Ralph stood up as I did. I hit the head and drained the snake. Returning to the booth Ralph stood again until I was seated. I figured it was some left coast stuff I was unfamiliar with and ignored it.
We made plans for him to call me at the office tomorrow. I'd show him around, introduce him to and set up some meetings with Senior Management and we'd go out to lunch.
It was getting late and I told him I was going home. He insisted on paying the tab, "I'm on an expense account," he grinned.
I waited until he got his receipt and we walked out together. "Tomorrow then," he said sticking out his hand.
"Tomorrow it is," I said taking his hand. "It was good to meet you."
"Me too," he said pulling me into a bro-hug. I just assumed the pat on my ass was a college athlete thing and let it pass.
Ralph showed up as expected the next day and I took him on a tour of our facility. He seemed impressed and we headed up to the 8th floor to meet a senior VP and discuss our capabilities.
He listened to the VP's sales pitch and how our firm was the right choice. Ralph must be an excellent poker player as he gave no indication either way of how he was leaning. I was surprised though, when the senior VP invited Ralph to lunch and Ralph told him he had already made plans with me.
"Sorry, but Justin and I have plans. Maybe some other time," he said in a non-committal way.
"I understand," the VP said. "Justin is one of our most valued employees. If you have any questions, Justin will be able to provide you with the answers."
Ralph turned to me and taking me by my elbow, led me to the door. I looked back at the VP and saw a quizzical expression on his face.
