Going to a Gay Club is not a big deal - if you're gay. When a straight guy goes to a gay club, it is a big deal, at least for him. I am a 38 year old, straight guy, married for 11 years, but I've always had gay fantasies. I had one brief gay encounter, but I was 16 years old at the time, and only took a guy's cock in my mouth for about 30 seconds, not exactly a hot encounter. About a month ago I went to Atlanta for a convention, and here is my story.
I arrived in Atlanta on a Saturday to take advantage of the super saver fares. I checked into the hotel, and went up to my room to get changed. After freshening up, I went and did some sight-seeing. While driving around town, I came across an area with alot of bars and made a mental note for later on that evening.
Around 9:00, I took a shower and decided to go out for the evening. I decided to grab a cab, so that I wouldn't have to worry about the car later on if I was drinking. The cabbie dropped me off and I went into a bar. It was a noisy place, but no different from any other bar. After a beer, I decided to try another place. Walking up the street a little ways, I found a place I'd read about on a BBS. This was a bit different, because this was a gay bar. I had always wondered about gay bars, but never had the nerve to go into one. Especially not at home, where being noticed would be disastrous. Here though, nobody knew me, so why not check it out. It was about 11:00 when I arrived, and the place was pretty crowded. I went in, and scanned the inside. There were a few women there, but the place was 98% men. As I made my way through the bar, my heart was racing. Guys were standing around talking, some were swaying to the music, and others were out on the dance floor dancing.
I made my way to the bar, and ordered a beer, then found a spot between the bar and the dance floor to just soak it all in. After a few minutes, a good looking guy, between 30 & 35 years old, came over and said hi. The moment of truth had arrived, I wasn't just part of the woodwork now, I was part of the crowd. I said hi, and we made small talk for a few minutes. Having told him that it was pretty noisy here, he told me of another club, that's much quieter and caters to an older crowd. I told him that I didn't have a car, and he said no problem, he'd drive. Once outside, he told me his name was Richard, and I responded mine's Mike. He said the club was just a few miles away, and we headed over there. When we arrived, I was surprised to see a large mansion. The club was a private club, members only, but members could bring a guest.
When the gates opened, we drove in, and a valet came out to park the car. Richard noted my nervousness, and told me not to worry, the place is great. I told him that I'm just not very experienced and that this was surprising. He just repeated, "don't worry, it'll be fun". Entering the mansion, we went down a flight of stairs in the direction of the music. Although not as loud as the first place, the music was beating away, and the room was crowded. Richard stopped and talked to someone as we entered the disco-like room, and then we proceeded towards the bar. Grabbing a drink, we found a table and sat to chat. The DJ played all sorts of different music besides the usual disco beat, although most of the music was more upbeat. After a little while and a couple drinks, I relaxed a bit, and when Richard asked if I wanted to dance, I said "sure". We headed out to the dance floor and danced a couple of songs, we even "Vogued". When the DJ said he was gonna slow it down a bit, I turned to leave the dance floor, but Richard grabbed my arm and pulled me back. When the music started (I think it was a George Michael song) others paired off, and there I was slow dancing with another man. Richard wrapped his arms around my waist, and I did the same, as we swayed to the music. Glancing around us, I could see guys kissing and snuggling together as they danced. My mind was racing, I knew that I shouldn't be here, but the bulge forming in my pants betrayed my thoughts.
When the song ended, Richard kissed me on the cheek, and we went back to the table. We chatted a little more, and then Richard asked if I wanted to see the rest of the club. We went back upstairs, and walked through the house. In one large room, a group of men were sitting around in large wing back chairs talking quietly. Down the hall, there was a billiards room, where men were playing billiards and darts. Further back was a pool and hot tub area. Going up to the second floor, we went into a room, where gay movies were being shown. This was not your typical movie theater though, the seats were actually couches, over stuffed, and very comfortable. (And the floor wasn't sticky) We went into the movie room and sat down on a couch to watch the movie. We sat together, but somewhat apart. As the movie progressed, Richard moved closer to me until we were sitting shoulder to shoulder. Richard then wrapped his arm around me, and leaned his head on my shoulder. As we watched the movie, my cock began to harden once again. Richard massaged my cock through my pants as we snuggled on the couch. My inhibitions had left me, and I figured that I might as well enjoy myself. I reached over and rubbed his cock which also had grown hard. Richard said something, and when I turned my head towards him, he kissed me full on the lips. My heart skipped a beat as his tongue pushed into my mouth. I slid down in the couch a little bit and we fell into a deep embrace. Our mouths pressed together, our tongues exploring each others mouth. Richard broke the embrace and suggested we leave the room.
As we left the room, Richard pulled me to him and we left arm in arm. We headed down the hall and went to a doorway. Richard slid a card into a slot, a buzzer sounded, and the door unlocked. Going through the door, we approached another staircase and went up to the third floor. We arrived at a ornate wooden door, and Richard pulled out a key to unlock it. The door opened to a huge bedroom. As we entered, Richard closed the door behind us, and turned on a switch, which lit a large gas fireplace. To the right of the fireplace was a sitting area with a couch and chairs, and to the left was a large bed. He led me to the couch, and we immediately embraced as we fell back on to the couch. I felt like a teenager. We were necking and caressing each other, and beginning to undress each other. Richard had my shirt unbuttoned, and was teasing my nipples with his fingers. I had managed to open Richard's shirt and was running my hand through his chest hair. Coming up for a breath, we decided to get undressed and get into bed. Richard undressed first. Removing his shirt, his upper body proved to be firm and athletic looking. As he removed his pants, his cock pressed against his silk boxers. He sat on the bed and looked at me, then slid them off, his cock, which looked larger then mine, was about 7 or 8 inches long and medium width, sprang to attention. Now it was my turn. I removed my shirt, and then undid my belt, but hesitated before unfastening my pants.
I had to tell him.
With a lump in my throat, I told Richard that this was my first time with a man.
A wry smile came to his lips and he said "I know". I looked at him questioningly. He said he could tell by the look on my face when we first met, and again when we slow danced, and the way I was watching everybody else. He said he would understand if I wanted to stop.
I listened to his words, and when he paused, I looked at him, and then unfastened the clasp of my pants. Pulling them down and sliding them off, I looked at Richard and he just smiled. As I walked to the side of the bed, Richard reached out and grabbed the waist band of my jockeys and tugged them down. Stepping out of them, I climbed on to the bed beside him, and we again embraced. As we laid back on the bed, Richard ran his hand up and down my body. He rubbed my legs, then moved up to my thighs, then up my hips, stomach and chest. Rolling on top of me, he kissed his way down my neck to my chest. He took my right nipple between his fingers and gently tugged and twisted it, while doing the same to my left one with his lips. As my nipple grew hard between his lips, he bit at it, pulling it with his teeth. In the meantime, his fingers continued to pull and twist on the right one. He switched nipples, letting his fingers play with the left one, while his mouth teased the right one. My moans told him to continue and he did.
He once again licked his way down my body, running his tongue down through my pubic hair, and then around the base of my hard cock. His tongue lapped at my shaft as though it were a sucker, until he took the head into his mouth. The sensation was unlike anything I'd ever felt before. I've had head before, but the electricity of the moment was unbelievable. With his lips wrapped firmly around the head, he slowly slid down the length of my cock until my pubes touched his face. I'm not enormous, but he just non chalantly deep throated my 6 inches, as though it were 1. With great skill he worked up and down my cock. His tongue like a velvet ribbon wrapping around my shaft. I could feel the cum welling up in my balls, as he continued to devour my cock. I tried to pull him away, but he would have none of it. He fucked my cock with his mouth, until it began to throb. I told him I was going to cum, and he just smiled and sucked harder until the cum rocketed out of my cock. Spurt after spurt of hot cum filled his mouth. It was the most intense orgasm I had ever had. I didn't think I'd ever stop cummimg. Richard lapped at my cock cleaning off all the cum and then moved up to kiss me, sharing my sweet load. He swallowed the remainder, and I swallowed the part he shared with me.
I lay sweating and dazed. But my trip was not over. Richard got out of bed and told me come with him. Through a door was a bathroom with a large marble shower. We stepped into the warm water and Richard helped wash me, soaping me up and rinsing me off. When we finished, he helped me dry off, and we headed back to the bed. We laid in each others arms, and I dozed off.
I awoke with Richard between my legs with my hard cock in his mouth once again. Richard this time, licked and sucked on my balls, taking each one into his mouth and gently rolling them with his tongue. Then I felt something I had never felt before, as Richard's tongue darted around my asshole. He flicked his tongue back and forth across and around my rosebud sending ticklish waves through my body. He had me roll over on my stomach, and then he really went to town. His tongue licked and probed my ass. He'd run his tongue up and down the crack, and then stab at my hole with his tongue.. His tongue drilled into my ass, and as I relaxed, it felt as though he was fucking my ass with his tongue. I felt a cool sensation as Richard spread some kind of lube on my ass, and I tightened up. He told me to relax, and that if anything hurt, he would stop. Although I had only met him a few hours earlier, I felt a trust with him that I can't explain. He ran his finger around my ass, rubbing the cool lube all over. When I felt a slight pressure against my ass, I tried to relax. He was slow, but deliberate as his finger found it's way into my ass. The sensation was strange, it felt odd having a finger in me, yet the gentle friction of his finger sliding in and out was wonderful. When he withdrew his finger, I felt strangely empty, but he quickly returned his finger to my ass, only this time he added a second. He worked his fingers in and out of my ass, spreading them slightly to get me used to the feeling.
When he withdrew his fingers this time, he shifted positions, and I knew what was coming. Richard put a glob of lube at the entrance to my ass, and then rubbed some of the lube on his cock. I was a bit apprehensive, but his gentle hands massaging my back helped me to relax. He moved so that he was straddling my legs, and I could feel his cock as it laid in my crack. He slowly raised himself up, and then I felt the blunt head at my opening. I tried to relax as he pressed the head of his cock into me. There was a bit of pain as the head moved past my muscle, but he stayed still so that I could get used to the feeling. His cock was thicker then the two fingers he had used to open me, and as he started to slide into me, the pain began to spread. I wanted to stop, but as I turned to let Richard know it was uncomfortable, he pushed forward and slid the length of his cock into my bowels. The pain was intense, and I let out a little yelp, but at the same time it felt like nothing I had felt before. For the second time in an evening I was opened up to pleasure I had not known existed.
After a minute or so, Richard began to move his hips up and down. His cock glided in and out of my now relaxed ass. His slow pace quickened, and then slowed again. Each time he moved, it was a new feeling of pleasure. He began to tease me, pulling his cock out so that only the head remained in, and then pressing all the way back until his cocked pressured my prostrate. Richard continued to fuck my ass, and now I was gaining a confidence. I began squeezing my ass muscles with each stroke. With just a couple more strokes, he tensed up, and I could feel his cock, buried to the hilt, shooting jet upon jet of hot cum deep into my ass. When he finished coming, he collapsed on my back. As his cock softened, he withdrew it from my ass. I now felt empty, Richard rolled me over on my back and raised my legs. With my open ass oozing lube and his cum, he slid three fingers in and out of my ass as he jerked me off with his other hand. When I tensed and was ready to shoot, he covered my cock with his mouth and took my load. Then as before, he came up and we shared my juice. We lay in each others arms, both content and fulfilled. After a while, we once again made our way to the shower. Richard chuckled as we went, as his cum and the lube ran out of my ass and down my leg. When we finished showering, we dressed, and Richard drove me back to my hotel. It was now 4:00 am. As I exited the car, he asked if I was busy that night. I said no, and he just smiled, and said "you are now". "Pick you up at 6:00 for dinner".
When I returned to my room, my head was spinning. Less then 12 hours ago, I was nervous about going into a Gay Bar, and now I had not only gone into a bar, but I had been consumed by what formerly had only been a fantasy. I put the do not disturb sign on the door, got undressed and climbed into bed with thoughts of the last few hours dancing through my head.
Waking up about 10:00, I climbed out of bed and made my way to the bathroom. My butt was a little tender from the prior nights' activities, but it served as a reminder of the incredible pleasure I had experienced. I washed up and then dressed before heading down for some breakfast. When I returned to my room, the light on the phone was flashing. I called down to retrieve my message. It was from Richard, he said he would pick me up around 5:30 instead of 6:30. I paused for a moment. Do I really want to continue? I have much to lose if my wife finds out, but I wanted to see what Richard had planned. I knew I was thinking with my cock and not my brain, but it wasn't the first time that had happened.
As 5:30 approached, I showered, shaved and dressed. I had just turned on the television when the phone rang. It was Richard, he was waiting in the lobby. Taking a deep breath, I left my room and headed down to meet him. When I got to the lobby, he greeted me with a handshake and we headed out. Driving along we made some small talk about Atlanta, the weather and business. When we arrived at the club, and the gates opened, my heart began to beat faster. When we walked in, we were led to a beautiful dining room, and seated at a small table for two. Through the window next to us, I could look out at a beautiful garden. The waiter approached our table and poured us each a glass of wine. Lifting our glasses, I toast
I arrived in Atlanta on a Saturday to take advantage of the super saver fares. I checked into the hotel, and went up to my room to get changed. After freshening up, I went and did some sight-seeing. While driving around town, I came across an area with alot of bars and made a mental note for later on that evening.
Around 9:00, I took a shower and decided to go out for the evening. I decided to grab a cab, so that I wouldn't have to worry about the car later on if I was drinking. The cabbie dropped me off and I went into a bar. It was a noisy place, but no different from any other bar. After a beer, I decided to try another place. Walking up the street a little ways, I found a place I'd read about on a BBS. This was a bit different, because this was a gay bar. I had always wondered about gay bars, but never had the nerve to go into one. Especially not at home, where being noticed would be disastrous. Here though, nobody knew me, so why not check it out. It was about 11:00 when I arrived, and the place was pretty crowded. I went in, and scanned the inside. There were a few women there, but the place was 98% men. As I made my way through the bar, my heart was racing. Guys were standing around talking, some were swaying to the music, and others were out on the dance floor dancing.
I made my way to the bar, and ordered a beer, then found a spot between the bar and the dance floor to just soak it all in. After a few minutes, a good looking guy, between 30 & 35 years old, came over and said hi. The moment of truth had arrived, I wasn't just part of the woodwork now, I was part of the crowd. I said hi, and we made small talk for a few minutes. Having told him that it was pretty noisy here, he told me of another club, that's much quieter and caters to an older crowd. I told him that I didn't have a car, and he said no problem, he'd drive. Once outside, he told me his name was Richard, and I responded mine's Mike. He said the club was just a few miles away, and we headed over there. When we arrived, I was surprised to see a large mansion. The club was a private club, members only, but members could bring a guest.
When the gates opened, we drove in, and a valet came out to park the car. Richard noted my nervousness, and told me not to worry, the place is great. I told him that I'm just not very experienced and that this was surprising. He just repeated, "don't worry, it'll be fun". Entering the mansion, we went down a flight of stairs in the direction of the music. Although not as loud as the first place, the music was beating away, and the room was crowded. Richard stopped and talked to someone as we entered the disco-like room, and then we proceeded towards the bar. Grabbing a drink, we found a table and sat to chat. The DJ played all sorts of different music besides the usual disco beat, although most of the music was more upbeat. After a little while and a couple drinks, I relaxed a bit, and when Richard asked if I wanted to dance, I said "sure". We headed out to the dance floor and danced a couple of songs, we even "Vogued". When the DJ said he was gonna slow it down a bit, I turned to leave the dance floor, but Richard grabbed my arm and pulled me back. When the music started (I think it was a George Michael song) others paired off, and there I was slow dancing with another man. Richard wrapped his arms around my waist, and I did the same, as we swayed to the music. Glancing around us, I could see guys kissing and snuggling together as they danced. My mind was racing, I knew that I shouldn't be here, but the bulge forming in my pants betrayed my thoughts.
When the song ended, Richard kissed me on the cheek, and we went back to the table. We chatted a little more, and then Richard asked if I wanted to see the rest of the club. We went back upstairs, and walked through the house. In one large room, a group of men were sitting around in large wing back chairs talking quietly. Down the hall, there was a billiards room, where men were playing billiards and darts. Further back was a pool and hot tub area. Going up to the second floor, we went into a room, where gay movies were being shown. This was not your typical movie theater though, the seats were actually couches, over stuffed, and very comfortable. (And the floor wasn't sticky) We went into the movie room and sat down on a couch to watch the movie. We sat together, but somewhat apart. As the movie progressed, Richard moved closer to me until we were sitting shoulder to shoulder. Richard then wrapped his arm around me, and leaned his head on my shoulder. As we watched the movie, my cock began to harden once again. Richard massaged my cock through my pants as we snuggled on the couch. My inhibitions had left me, and I figured that I might as well enjoy myself. I reached over and rubbed his cock which also had grown hard. Richard said something, and when I turned my head towards him, he kissed me full on the lips. My heart skipped a beat as his tongue pushed into my mouth. I slid down in the couch a little bit and we fell into a deep embrace. Our mouths pressed together, our tongues exploring each others mouth. Richard broke the embrace and suggested we leave the room.
As we left the room, Richard pulled me to him and we left arm in arm. We headed down the hall and went to a doorway. Richard slid a card into a slot, a buzzer sounded, and the door unlocked. Going through the door, we approached another staircase and went up to the third floor. We arrived at a ornate wooden door, and Richard pulled out a key to unlock it. The door opened to a huge bedroom. As we entered, Richard closed the door behind us, and turned on a switch, which lit a large gas fireplace. To the right of the fireplace was a sitting area with a couch and chairs, and to the left was a large bed. He led me to the couch, and we immediately embraced as we fell back on to the couch. I felt like a teenager. We were necking and caressing each other, and beginning to undress each other. Richard had my shirt unbuttoned, and was teasing my nipples with his fingers. I had managed to open Richard's shirt and was running my hand through his chest hair. Coming up for a breath, we decided to get undressed and get into bed. Richard undressed first. Removing his shirt, his upper body proved to be firm and athletic looking. As he removed his pants, his cock pressed against his silk boxers. He sat on the bed and looked at me, then slid them off, his cock, which looked larger then mine, was about 7 or 8 inches long and medium width, sprang to attention. Now it was my turn. I removed my shirt, and then undid my belt, but hesitated before unfastening my pants.
I had to tell him.
With a lump in my throat, I told Richard that this was my first time with a man.
A wry smile came to his lips and he said "I know". I looked at him questioningly. He said he could tell by the look on my face when we first met, and again when we slow danced, and the way I was watching everybody else. He said he would understand if I wanted to stop.
I listened to his words, and when he paused, I looked at him, and then unfastened the clasp of my pants. Pulling them down and sliding them off, I looked at Richard and he just smiled. As I walked to the side of the bed, Richard reached out and grabbed the waist band of my jockeys and tugged them down. Stepping out of them, I climbed on to the bed beside him, and we again embraced. As we laid back on the bed, Richard ran his hand up and down my body. He rubbed my legs, then moved up to my thighs, then up my hips, stomach and chest. Rolling on top of me, he kissed his way down my neck to my chest. He took my right nipple between his fingers and gently tugged and twisted it, while doing the same to my left one with his lips. As my nipple grew hard between his lips, he bit at it, pulling it with his teeth. In the meantime, his fingers continued to pull and twist on the right one. He switched nipples, letting his fingers play with the left one, while his mouth teased the right one. My moans told him to continue and he did.
He once again licked his way down my body, running his tongue down through my pubic hair, and then around the base of my hard cock. His tongue lapped at my shaft as though it were a sucker, until he took the head into his mouth. The sensation was unlike anything I'd ever felt before. I've had head before, but the electricity of the moment was unbelievable. With his lips wrapped firmly around the head, he slowly slid down the length of my cock until my pubes touched his face. I'm not enormous, but he just non chalantly deep throated my 6 inches, as though it were 1. With great skill he worked up and down my cock. His tongue like a velvet ribbon wrapping around my shaft. I could feel the cum welling up in my balls, as he continued to devour my cock. I tried to pull him away, but he would have none of it. He fucked my cock with his mouth, until it began to throb. I told him I was going to cum, and he just smiled and sucked harder until the cum rocketed out of my cock. Spurt after spurt of hot cum filled his mouth. It was the most intense orgasm I had ever had. I didn't think I'd ever stop cummimg. Richard lapped at my cock cleaning off all the cum and then moved up to kiss me, sharing my sweet load. He swallowed the remainder, and I swallowed the part he shared with me.
I lay sweating and dazed. But my trip was not over. Richard got out of bed and told me come with him. Through a door was a bathroom with a large marble shower. We stepped into the warm water and Richard helped wash me, soaping me up and rinsing me off. When we finished, he helped me dry off, and we headed back to the bed. We laid in each others arms, and I dozed off.
I awoke with Richard between my legs with my hard cock in his mouth once again. Richard this time, licked and sucked on my balls, taking each one into his mouth and gently rolling them with his tongue. Then I felt something I had never felt before, as Richard's tongue darted around my asshole. He flicked his tongue back and forth across and around my rosebud sending ticklish waves through my body. He had me roll over on my stomach, and then he really went to town. His tongue licked and probed my ass. He'd run his tongue up and down the crack, and then stab at my hole with his tongue.. His tongue drilled into my ass, and as I relaxed, it felt as though he was fucking my ass with his tongue. I felt a cool sensation as Richard spread some kind of lube on my ass, and I tightened up. He told me to relax, and that if anything hurt, he would stop. Although I had only met him a few hours earlier, I felt a trust with him that I can't explain. He ran his finger around my ass, rubbing the cool lube all over. When I felt a slight pressure against my ass, I tried to relax. He was slow, but deliberate as his finger found it's way into my ass. The sensation was strange, it felt odd having a finger in me, yet the gentle friction of his finger sliding in and out was wonderful. When he withdrew his finger, I felt strangely empty, but he quickly returned his finger to my ass, only this time he added a second. He worked his fingers in and out of my ass, spreading them slightly to get me used to the feeling.
When he withdrew his fingers this time, he shifted positions, and I knew what was coming. Richard put a glob of lube at the entrance to my ass, and then rubbed some of the lube on his cock. I was a bit apprehensive, but his gentle hands massaging my back helped me to relax. He moved so that he was straddling my legs, and I could feel his cock as it laid in my crack. He slowly raised himself up, and then I felt the blunt head at my opening. I tried to relax as he pressed the head of his cock into me. There was a bit of pain as the head moved past my muscle, but he stayed still so that I could get used to the feeling. His cock was thicker then the two fingers he had used to open me, and as he started to slide into me, the pain began to spread. I wanted to stop, but as I turned to let Richard know it was uncomfortable, he pushed forward and slid the length of his cock into my bowels. The pain was intense, and I let out a little yelp, but at the same time it felt like nothing I had felt before. For the second time in an evening I was opened up to pleasure I had not known existed.
After a minute or so, Richard began to move his hips up and down. His cock glided in and out of my now relaxed ass. His slow pace quickened, and then slowed again. Each time he moved, it was a new feeling of pleasure. He began to tease me, pulling his cock out so that only the head remained in, and then pressing all the way back until his cocked pressured my prostrate. Richard continued to fuck my ass, and now I was gaining a confidence. I began squeezing my ass muscles with each stroke. With just a couple more strokes, he tensed up, and I could feel his cock, buried to the hilt, shooting jet upon jet of hot cum deep into my ass. When he finished coming, he collapsed on my back. As his cock softened, he withdrew it from my ass. I now felt empty, Richard rolled me over on my back and raised my legs. With my open ass oozing lube and his cum, he slid three fingers in and out of my ass as he jerked me off with his other hand. When I tensed and was ready to shoot, he covered my cock with his mouth and took my load. Then as before, he came up and we shared my juice. We lay in each others arms, both content and fulfilled. After a while, we once again made our way to the shower. Richard chuckled as we went, as his cum and the lube ran out of my ass and down my leg. When we finished showering, we dressed, and Richard drove me back to my hotel. It was now 4:00 am. As I exited the car, he asked if I was busy that night. I said no, and he just smiled, and said "you are now". "Pick you up at 6:00 for dinner".
When I returned to my room, my head was spinning. Less then 12 hours ago, I was nervous about going into a Gay Bar, and now I had not only gone into a bar, but I had been consumed by what formerly had only been a fantasy. I put the do not disturb sign on the door, got undressed and climbed into bed with thoughts of the last few hours dancing through my head.
Waking up about 10:00, I climbed out of bed and made my way to the bathroom. My butt was a little tender from the prior nights' activities, but it served as a reminder of the incredible pleasure I had experienced. I washed up and then dressed before heading down for some breakfast. When I returned to my room, the light on the phone was flashing. I called down to retrieve my message. It was from Richard, he said he would pick me up around 5:30 instead of 6:30. I paused for a moment. Do I really want to continue? I have much to lose if my wife finds out, but I wanted to see what Richard had planned. I knew I was thinking with my cock and not my brain, but it wasn't the first time that had happened.
As 5:30 approached, I showered, shaved and dressed. I had just turned on the television when the phone rang. It was Richard, he was waiting in the lobby. Taking a deep breath, I left my room and headed down to meet him. When I got to the lobby, he greeted me with a handshake and we headed out. Driving along we made some small talk about Atlanta, the weather and business. When we arrived at the club, and the gates opened, my heart began to beat faster. When we walked in, we were led to a beautiful dining room, and seated at a small table for two. Through the window next to us, I could look out at a beautiful garden. The waiter approached our table and poured us each a glass of wine. Lifting our glasses, I toast
