The janitor.

“Henry? Are you there?” The radio on his hip squawked to life. “Henry when you finish up with the security office there is a large smudge on the window in the hallway overlooking the atrium, do you think you can take care of that?”

“10-4, I’ll get right on it as soon as I finish up here, thanks Marsha”. Henry chimed back. Henry Jones was the school janitor, he was currently in the middle of cleaning all the unoccupied rooms and rooms without students as he always does at the start of the day. “Big smudge all right, may just be the hormones of working around high schoolers all day long but you’d be forgiven for mistaking it as the outline of a naked woman’s behind on that glass, complete with a small winking butthole ha ha!”, he chucked to himself, clearly thinking nobody would hear that remark.

Bree was frozen. She dare not even breathe, partly due to the smell of this garbage, and part due to the fact her exploit last Friday night was being discussed on faculty radio! Mr. Jones had no idea he was spot on with his assumption, and the culprit of such a lewd act lay underneath the desk just mere inches from where he stands.

“Please just hurry and go,” was all Bree could say over and over in her head. The thought of being found out by another member of school staff, someone who she would regularly obey and look up to with authority, was almost to much for poor Bree, her nipples felt as if they would burst from the pressure, begging to be played with. Coupled by the feeling between her legs, the shivering of her body against this rough wood had sent her pussy in overdrive as she felt beads of liquid rolling down the inside of her thighs. She felt as if she would cum at just the slightest touch at this moment. “Please just hurry and go, please just hurry and go, please ju…”.

What she heard next made Bree’s heart stop, “alright, just need to get the trash and that’ll be the last of the faculty rooms.”

One slight problem, the naked Bree was currently hunched over this trashcan like its lewd protector.