I thought that I might be kind of frigid. I was always very self-conscious. Anyway, I hired him to organize some repairs around a house I bought. We flirted via text for a couple of weeks. Things were finally about to happen one afternoon that he came over. Right then some men showed up to install new windows. So we decided to meet at a nice hotel downtown. I took a cab and grabbed a bottle of wine. We didn’t know each other that well on a personal level, so we just whispered questions and answers as we disrobed. I think I asked him his middle name and he told me it right as he started fucking me. I ended up riding him while drinking a glass of semi-decent Pinot Grigio (it was daylight/afternoon).