So that day it's pouring rain and we both are headed out of the gym. We start walking in the same direction and I made some comment about the rain. He agreed and said he wished he didn't have to walk the 8 blocks home in it. Man, he was sexy in the rain, tall, dark-haired, kind of greek looking, maybe 35 or 40, great body.

I take the initiative and ask him if he wants a ride and to my surprise he says, "Sure!" My curiousity (among other things) was piqued. I drove him home, we chit-chatted. He said he owed me a beer then got out. I was bummed because I thought maybe he'd thank me by inviting me to his place, but what the hell. I went home, but over the next couple weeks, we kept leaving the gym at the same time and even though it wasn't raining, his place was on my way home so I offered him a few more rides. Nothing happened. Then one day he tells me he's moving to Boston in a few days. I'm like "Damn, I'm not going to get another chance at this" and just as he's getting out I stop him and say point blank, "Do you to fool around?" Again, to my surprise he grins and says, "yeah!" I guess we were both just waiting for the other to make a move.

This time he invited me up and we had a wild romp amid all his moving boxes. He left town after that and I never heard from him again.