I was allowed to use the washroom to remove my makeup and to comb out my hair and tie it back in a pony tail. Once all of my clothes and possessions w...re placed in the locker one of the women closed and locked it with a padlock, keeping the key herself. The women took turns informing me about the club and my duties. Club U was actually Club Urine. It was a member’s only club exclusively for women, dominant women and was themed around pee games. My first duty station would be in the lounge.. I was super turned on, but was laying on my side, so that unless Greg looked at my crotch he wouldn't be able to tell that I had a hard-on. But Greg was lying on his back, and I could easliy make out that he had tent in his boxers. Keeping the talk going about different girls, I kept looking at his cock and I really wanted to touch it. Greg reached down and adjusted his cock, his boxers were tented and his cock looked a lot bigger than I had expected. I had only seen his cock soft and it was. It felt foreign to stand in Sam’s spot, in front of the Seal of the President of the United States and conduct myself as if I belonged. At least this time I worked my way up the ladder to the White House.After what seemed like an interminable period greeting, making small talk and promising further attention when things calmed down, Jennifer and I were shepherded out of the big hall. We were turned not toward the elevator to the president’s quarters. Instead Stacy Covington spoke up.“Mr.. I heard her voice louder as she entered the bathroom.Then she said: Deeptha dear, I am going to join you and we can wash each other, what do you say?Now my aunt was behind my back in a moment before I could process what she said.“Hi Aunt”, I almost jumped. My aunt was behind me. She was so close that I could feel both her tits and breast pressed against my back skin. I could also feel her pubes against my butt crack. Her arms wrapped around me. Then she said-Radha aunt: Pass me the soap, let me.