About 3.00am I woke up and when I looked for a drink found we had finished the bottled water. I slipped on my jeans and a tee shirt and went down to t...he reception desk to get a drink from the machine that was there. The night manager was young black guy about 6'3". I needed change so he gave me some and we chatted a little. An idea came into my head and I told him what it was and asked if he was interested. He immediately said yes so I took him back to our suite. We went into the sitting room. Kaizer said to Cindy. “Strip, and then suck my cock.” He stood up and fumbled with his belt and pants for a moment. After unzipping his fly, he pushed down his clothes, freeing his raging hard cock from its tight confines. He sat down, spread his legs, and began to feast on Stacy’s sweet-smelling pussy.“What? No!” Stacy cried. “You can play with my tits, but that’s all!”“Shut the fuck up,” Mr. Keiser said to Stacy. “You! Do what I said. Strip and start sucking.”Cindy stopped playing with her. Izzy took a look over at Stu, and took his hand, all very covertly.“And what about me Michael?” Brigitte asked. “What if we had met?”“It’s hard to tell Brigitte. You are two years older than me. You are also quite pretty, so there is no telling what kind of a relationship we might have had given the chance.”“That is very sweet of you to say Mr. Thomas,” she said giving me a kiss on the cheek.I stopped to eat, getting a pill from Isabel and a bottle of water from Jenn. Three hours down, three to. I really had a hankering for men in suits. I also wanted to show off in front of my father, and shake my stuff at him to see how he responded. I figured (correctly as it turned out) that if he discovered me – his son – working in this kind of establishment, he probably wouldn't advertise it to his cronies (or coworkers).So if I was right, I could do my thing right in front of this crowd of dads. including my real dad, and he wouldn't let on that it was his son shaking it up on the table tops..