The supply room

Not yet ready to end your day, you head towards the supply room. Reaching your destination, you unlock the door with your key and close it behind you. The supply room looks like you would expect, shelves stocked with sheets, towels, pillow cases, paper towels, trash bags, cleaning supplies, soaps, massage oils...etc. But that's not why you're here. At the back of the room is a closet door that only you and the owner have a key to, and that's where you make your way towards. Knocking quickly to make sure the owner isn't in there now, you unlock the door when you don't get a response and step inside, quickly closing and locking the door behind you. This room doesn't have any lights and is only lit by the light seeping in from the rooms next to it. Once your eyes adjust to the dim light, it's clear this room isn't what you'd expect to see in a supply room, more like what you'd expect to see in a porn shop booth, which is exactly the point. A single chair, trash can, and small end-table, that has tissues and lotion sitting on it, are all that the room contain.

The owner had this room built for himself. The only reason you have a key is to keep you quiet. About a year ago, you had the fortune, or misfortune, of looking in this room when he foolishly forgot to lock the door behind him. The look of terror on his face when you caught him with his pants down around his ankles, jerking himself off, is one you won't soon forget. If that's all it was, it wouldn't be that big of a deal. What the big deal was, was what he was looking at while jerking off; women showering in the locker room through a hidden peep hole in the wall. The implications of his wealthy, female clients finding out about this were not lost on him and he quickly asked what it would take to keep you quiet.

If you'd been quicker on your feet, it would have been smart to ask for money, more paid vacations, or better benefits, but instead you asked for your own key to the room. The owner seemed to appreciate that request and has treated you with a certain kinship ever since. Figuring you shouldn't waste this opportunity, you've gotten into the habit of regularly checking out who's showering whenever you're there and have been both pleasantly, and not so pleasantly, surprised by what you've seen. One thing that guaranteed is that it's always a mystery, and that's been part of the fun.

You can hear the sound of the shower, letting you know someone is in there before you even peek in, and when you do, your cock begins to swell at the site.

You don't know this girl's name, but you've seen her working out from time to time in the gym. She must have just gotten in the shower, as her hair is still dry and she looks to be rinsing her body off. The water splashes against her chest and flat stomach, then off her bubbly ass when she turns around.

You watch as she takes the shower head off the wall and begins focusing the jet on her pierced nipples, chest, and stomach.

Rubbing your hardening cock through your pants to the show she's unknowingly giving you, you wish for her to start fingering herself. Unfortunately for you, it looks like she's not in the mood to play with herself in the locker room shower. You watch disappointed as she turns off the water, towels herself off, then exits, leaving you with blue balls and wanting more. You stick around for a bit, hoping someone else will come in to give you another show, but give up when no one shows in a few minutes. Figuring it's best if you get going, you let yourself out of the room and head for your car.