I consider myself to be a fairly ordinary man, not particularly good looking or charming, but not repulsive and able hold my own in a conversation. I have had a fairly unremarkable sex life although, like most people, there are a few experiences that stand out, and this is one of them. At the time of this story I was single, just entering middle-age and a middle-ranking employee in a professional services company. My job occasionally involved travel and I was visiting a city that I had never been to before a few hours’ drive from my home for what I knew would be an uninteresting and undemanding training course.
I arrived at my fairly cheap hotel the evening before the course and, after dropping my bags off in my room, went to a restaurant in the same building for something to eat. The restaurant had a nice bar – the sort of place couples go to for an evening that feels classy but isn’t too expensive. Although I am not a person who usually goes to bars alone, I enjoy people watching so decided to stay in the bar after my meal to have a quiet drink and read some of the course materials.