It is against the rules of the party for a man to be present. I said my hello's and made my way upstairs where I showered, then lay on the bed.A short...time passed and my wife appeared in the doorway. She was now quite merry, having consumed a few large glasses of wine. It was clear she was still unhappy with my presence, but accepted I had to come home. She told me it was OK as long as I stayed in the bedroom until the party ended.I remained on the bed and was dozing when there was a knock on. And of course, her nipples were already stiff with anticipation.We found the hotel bar, but it was a dump. No live music just a scratchy soundtrack from a decade ago. Nothing good to dance to. We grabbed two vacant stools at the bar and ordered drinks. We struck up a conversation with the bartender, who was a local guy. He was friendly and really went out of his way to compliment Tammy and her dress. I could tell that he loved staring at her tits. Who wouldn’t? He gave us a few tips on. Rumor has it that most strippers are lesbians anyway, and I'm sure that there aren't many women that frequent the clubs. It could be that seeing a woman gets their juices flowing, in a manner of speaking. Besides, Cheryl might like the extra attention, you never know." The more I thought about it, the better it seemed. I could take Cheryl and maybe we could get a private dance for the two of us. That would be like having a threesome without the actual sex. It would be a fun night out and I. We got to the hotel, booked in and was taken up to our room. To my surprise it was a suite. So plush and with a wonderful view out over the countryside. I looked around, found the bathroom and the main bedroom with a double bed. Puzzled I asked Dad, “Where’s my room?” “Now you’re 18 it’s time for you to learn about how to please Daddy fully. You love me don’t you?” I smiled at my Dad. “Of course I love you. I’d do anything for you.” I came over to Dad gave him a hug and kissed him. “I’ve bought.