A couple of years ago I was asked by my boss to attend our business conference at a well know golf course. The event is an annual one attended by all the senior executives. She said your invitation is based on one condition, you keep an eye of John-Paul. I knew John Paul to be a relatively quiet sort of guy so I didn't think it a problem and readily agreed. The conference was for employees only with an overnight stay so early morning I kissed my wife goodbye and made my way t the hotel at the golf course where the event was being held. I arrived to see many of my colleagues, all of us smartly dressed as instructed and some of the ladies looking particularly attractive, funny how you see some people differently outside of the work setting. The days events went well with plenty of laughs to break up some of the boring speeches and we finished around 5:30pm when we were told to meet in the bar at 6:30pm for drinks before dinner and this is when I found out what the problem was with John Paul, he can't handle his drink! Still not a problem I thought. The dinner was great, met some new colleagues, had some wine and generally enjoying myself and John Paul was behaving. The comedian was really good even embarrassing some of our bosses much to our amusement. The drink was flowing and everyone was in good spirits although I was now beginning to see a different side to John Paul, he had become quite loud and was randomly touching some of the women much to their annoyance. I went and had a quiet word with him and he seemed to calm down a bit. A group of us decided to got to the nightclub that adjoins the hotel and after a couple more drinks I spotted John Paul grabbing one of our American female executives so I dashed over and pulled him away much to her relief. I sat him at the bar and asked him what he thought he was doing. He said he was just trying to be friendly but then started saying what a lovely guy I am and so glad I was there to help him He then leant forward and kissed my neck, I was shocked and turned around to see if anyone had noticed but it appeared no one had. I said come on John Paul I think you've had enough and you should go to your room. He stood up to go but it was obvious that he wasn't capable. I asked him which room he was in and thought my only option was to take him to make sure he got there. It was only a 5 minute walk to the room and once there told him to go in but he said he was struggling to find his key. I went through his pockets and found his key. As I opened the door he kissed me again on the cheek and for some reason I didn't flinch this time. I managed to get him in to the room and on to the bed where I was going to leave him but then thought he would be better with at least his jacket and trousers off. I removed his shoes and jacket then his shirt noticing how smooth his body was. Stop it I'm straight and married I thought this isn't me I'm not bi. I laid him down undid his trousers and although he didn't seem to be conscious I had the distinct feeling he was kind of enjoying it and more bizarrely so was I. I pulled off his trousers to reveal a pair of black lacy ladies knickers, I knew I should have felt shocked but instead I felt enormously turned on and soon realised that I had a rapidly hardening cock. I was so tempted t reach down and pull out his cock but what if I had totally miss read the situation and that he was simply drunk? I pulled myself together and left the room but the instant that I closed the door behind me I regretted the opportunity that I had just let slip and one that I may never have again. Could I be bi I kept asking myself. Since that experience I have had many bi fantasies to the point where I now want to take it another step but simply don't know how, any advice?