He told me about the routine when his wife picks him up at the airport.
We got to know each other pretty well and I didn’t think twice about it when Mark started talking about sex. We were somewhat caught up by Tuesday and Mark came to my room for a drink after work. Monday is always a long day and we decided to get some rest. That following Monday we met back at work and picked up where we left off. Then Friday came and we both left town to join our wives for the weekend. Clearly we had a lot in common.įor the rest of that week Mark joined me in my hotel room, he had a room in the same hotel but on another floor, where we would watch the tube and unwind while consuming some adult beverage. We both agreed that traveling sucked, but neither of us could afford to turn down the money. We talked about the pitfalls of traveling, missing planes and such, and how lonely it gets on the road. Over drinks I learned that Mark had been married for three years and traveled just as much as I did.
One night after an extremely long day Mark asked if I’d like to get a drink after work and I readily agreed. He filled me in on all the problems and we became fast friends. One of the guys I worked with was named Mark, a consultant for another company, who had been on the project two months before I arrived. The project was in trouble from the day I arrived and it required working long hours every day to get things turned around.
