Surprised by Lawrence, a well dressed silver daddy

I was trying to decide my next move when a man in an expensive suit slid up next to me, drink in hand. I recognized him at once. He was the owner and CEO of one of the largest companies represented at the conference and probably had enough in his bank account to buy and sell every man and woman in this room.

"How's it going?" he asked, flashing me a perfect smile.

Lawrence Barr was a man with classic movie star good looks. He had chiseled features and broad shoulders that would have made him the perfect fit to play an older version of Superman on the big screen. His silver hair was perfect.

"Its going fine," I stammered.

"I will cut to the chase," he said. "You know who I am, I can see it on your face. You probably know that I'm married to a former Victoria's Secret model and Playboy centerfold. She is half my age and we have five kids together. I have two adult children who are older than my wife. What you probably don't know is that my wife is extremely jealous. If I as much as look at another woman, she busts my balls for weeks. Doesn't mean I don't slip in some strange pussy here and there, but its a chore."

I sip my drink and listen silently.

"My wife has a thing about watching me fuck other guys, though," he said. "I'm not really into guys, but it makes her really horny, and she is a fucking Victoria's Secret model, if you know what I mean."

Still I didn't answer.

"Anyway, I know you had a little alone time with Evan," he said. "He thinks he's hidden in his closet, but everyone around here knows he's gay and using the conference to pick up guys. We also know that he likes to get his cock sucked and then leave his partner with blue balls. If you'd like to finish what you started with him, I'm in the penthouse suite. And I promise you won't leave with blue balls."