Joe had been a janitor at Wickman School For Girls for about three years, and while the pay wasn’t the greatest, the ‘scenery’ at the school was nothing short of spectacular. The little college-age cuties who attended the exclusive private school never even gave him a second glance, as far as they were concerned he didn’t even exist, but that was fine with the balding thirty five year old as their indifference gave him the perfect cover for his one and only hobby.

Joe reasoned that the best way to see the girls was to use a hidden camera shooting directly into the shower room. It was easy drilling a hole up by the shower room ceiling, but the trick was hiding the hole and the lens of the camera. Along the ceiling in the shower was a hot air duct that was on the same wall as the janitor closet, so by drilling a hole from the closet through the duct work Joe was then able to fit a remote control camera behind the metal grid on the air duct. He set up a portable VCR and monitor in the back of his van, and with a range of 300 feet he’d park a good distance from the gymnasium and enjoy great reception. Before he would get out of his truck in the morning, he would flip on the recorder and load eight-hour tape.

The first time Joe rewound the tape to see what was on it he was almost shaking like a leaf.

The long lithe figures of totally naked teenagers casually walked into the shower. All the girls Joe spied during the day, a full compliment of various shaved, quaffed and unfettered pussies, small, medium and huge tits-every girl firm with usually hard nipples-and those asses, God those incredible asses! There was one girl named Chris he was especially fond of, she actually said high to him on regular occasions, she had a shaved pussy with thick puffy lips she’d lather extra hard with soap when none of her classmates were looking. Then there was a dark haired Italian girl named Jenny who had big perfect boobs and the tightest little vag Joe had ever seen.

Really the parade was a little too much for the guy to bear…but bear it Joe did!

One of the best things Joe saw though, the beginning of this second week of taping, was the appearance of Miss Jameson, the volleyball coach. Joe had yet to catch a teacher in the student shower but checking the time on his counter he realized this footage was well beyond class hours and the teacher obviously considered herself alone.

Miss Jameson wasn’t a kid; she was a full-grown woman in her mid-thirties, sporting full wide hips, perfect round ass and a great pair of tits, 34c’s Joe would have guessed. But the thing about seeing this particular lady naked was that from the minute she turned on the hot needle spray to cascade down over her long dark locks, Joe saw that Miss Jameson was rolling, on tip toes moaning; she was building up a good deep steam and lather not only washing her voluptuous self but masturbating as well. Joe had often fantasized about how this particular faculty member looked naked, and now here she was not only standing under a stream of hot water rubbing and scrubbing her beautiful body, but playing with her tits ardently, closing her eyes to the water, and snaking a soapy hand down her flat belly up into herself.

“Oh Joe, Joe,” the lady cried as Joe nearly knocked the monitor over.

“Nobody notices you, but I do, Joe…oh oh!”

As this magnificent teacher snaked her entire hand up her spread cunt, Joe took out his cock and began to fist-fuck himself.

He had been noticed.