He wanted me to come too but I decided that it should stay strictly a boy’s night out. After giving him a quick platonic kiss on the cheek I headed ...for the lounge to relax with a nice glass of wine. I had worked my way though a second glass, my thoughts still straying to Mr. X when I heard a mans deep velvety voice ask if he could buy me a drink. I was instantly annoyed that my private thoughts were being interrupted and turned to give him a firm refusal. ‘Listen Mr I’m really not…’ it was. The front of my own trousers stirs at the thought.When I'm presented with the final bill at the front desk, I'm a bit shocked. $70 for room service? That breakfast was $35 each!? I guess I shouldn't be surprised, but I am a little annoyed. And it's expected that I'll add a gratuity.“Um, can I get the room service off onto a separate bill?” I ask the lady across the counter, trying in vain to cloak my embarrassment. “My company is paying for the room, but... I'll pay that separately if I. On the third day Tina was more relaxed, she was more enjoyable to be around as we worked and played together. We started treating our parents as parents, not as strange and hateful deviants. The thought of what they proposed transmuted in my mind from the demands of perverted sadistic pimps to just another stage of our survival training. It wasn't something Tina and I would do, but I was beginning to understand there was no malice or lewdness in their suggestion. It was parental concern. Pete then looked at me and said he was sorry. I asked what for. He then explained that when my wife came to pick up the computer he had commented on the file containing the cuckold videos and said it was an interesting subject. My wife then told him that she knew nothing about the videos or my fascination with cuckolding. Pete then looked at me and he then said I told your wife that I wished it was a lifestyle that we were into as he found her very sexy. I looked at my wife and she was looking.