Lunch was just leftover tuna casserole. Laura had already set the table. I got a dirty look when I came down, apparently because Laura had to set the ...table all by herself.I was tasked with getting dad from the backyard. He was leaning on the fence talking with our neighbor. I called out to him that lunch was ready and then I went back inside.We waited a few minutes but he didn't come right in so we served ourselves. I had to wait for dad to tell them that I was going to need some new clothes. I. My wife’s skirt was raised high enough in the back to see her ass and the little whisper of thong that was hiding in her crack. Now my cock was ready to rip a hole in my pants. I was so aroused at what I was seeing that I felt helpless to stop it. They returned to the table and she drank some more wine. Each sip brought more smiles to her new friends. Once again they leaned in and began talking. And once again Susan’s tits dangled in front of them. This time I noticed a slight glimpse of her. Ii said lets get them together tonight. I took the sub I bought back to the room and had her kneel and asked what has Ben done to you. She said she has been a sub to her father since she was 14 and she has done about everything except s**t and golden. I said great. I sat in chair and she crawled over to me ans started licking my feet and licking up my legs and thighs and then she stood some and kissed my nipples as she did this I tweeted her nipples and she jumped back. She then slid back down. Both would also be untrue.The truth is that I have no idea when she walked in; I was sitting at the bar, my back to the door, watching a football game, and I barely noticed her when she slid onto the bar stool two places to my left. Bored and horny after a sexless week of meetings and negotiations, with time to kill on a Thursday night before a Friday morning flight home, I’d hit the hotel bar with a vague hope that maybe an opportunity would arise.One of those ubiquitous airport hotels, it had.