In the evenings I usually went to the hotel lounge/restaurant for some dinner and drinks. One evening I noticed an attractive blonde sitting at the ba... alone. She looked to be about 50, with short blonde hair and wearing a tight black dress. I scoped her out good and also noticed her dress had a plunging neckline and she was showing off some serious cleavage. It was obvious that she had big tits. She got up and I was hoping she wasn't leaving, fortunately she went to the rest room. My buddy. I couldn't move at one point as I was hard and had to press it against the bar to stop it flying out of my panties. The night was great and there was a disco and people were dancing and getting really drunk. I was looking around for my wife and couldn't find her. I then saw a group of people standing at the entrance to one of the bedrooms and i looked in to see my wife with her vicars outfit pulled up with the owners wife Jenny licking her pussy. Everyone was turned on and watching. My wife. "Anyone here?" No reply. Assuming she must be the first, she put her bag down, and looked around. The living room seemed reasonably large, with all the latest gadgets. Outside the window, Moune got a wonderful view of the city below; a sprawling metropolis, like many on the Imperial Capital planet. It was certainly a sight you didn't see back home.Moune turned around, and saw, sat on one of the tables, a metal object. Moune didn't recognise what it was. It certainly didn't look like anything. Seeing that, and the half-drunk expressions on their faces, including Dad's, made me feel licentious and horny. I was being invited to dance on my father's lap! So I stepped of the platform and maneuvered myself on to the plush chair my father had been settled into. I danced seductively as Dad gave no sign of recognition. He was just playing along with his work pals. I undulated as I lowered myself onto his lap – trying not to do it too fast. I lowered myself gradually onto his crotch. which I.