Whilst her dinner was cooking I went to my room and unpacked the supprise that I had prepared. I stripped off and began to put on my supprise outfit. ...First were the black pantyhose. It was a real struggle and I had to lie on the bed to get them on, with the waistline over my bump. Next came the black leotard which came complete with white cuffs at the wrists and a white cotton ball that sat perfectly on my protruding ass. Then came the bow tie and then the cute bunny ears, which I clipped into. I quiver as her tongue slides inside my juicy cunt. She tortures as she curls her tongue while plunging deeply. Like the airship, I am now the one plundered and pillaged. To my moans, she withdraws her tongue and her fingers slip inside. I beg her to finger-fuck my cunt. I raise one leg up on the desk, opening myself up as wide as possible. My cunt squeezes around her fingers as she finds my pleasure point. Cursing. Writhing. Whimpering. Her unassailable captain crumbles. Her plunging fingers. I was one only a few paid people at this club. Most of the people working here were doing it to get some of their dues or membership paid. I was the only black man there. After several months I got to know everyone and started to feel like part of the family. My boss, Kate, had been a swimmer for most of her life and at the age of fifty five had a nice body. Her husband was pretty cool too. We got to be pretty close and would swim together after close. Then one day I was having some. “Oscar, it’s me. I need you to come pick me and my mate up” “No way Andy I’m at home trying to sleep” I lied.“Well get up, Matt’s too drunk to get a taxi and there’s no one else, don’t be a twat, come pick us up” At this point Cate had overheard the entire conversation and urged me to go pick him up as the moment was clearly gone. The potential guilt of leaving my brother to drunkenly struggle to look after his friend with no way of getting home got to me and I reluctantly got myself ready to.