You *are* a perv, aren't you?

Your previous voyeurism excursion was like being a kid in a candy store. There was fresh delight in every direction, and it was hard to know where to look next. Zipping from Amanda's enormous jugs to the twins' supple asses to two redheads showering side by side almost gave you vertigo.

But this is different._ This is like fucking Hitchcock! _you think to yourself. Just with less knives.

You've got Rachel's naked body all to yourself. (Well, you and Rebecca do. But that won't spoil your fun.)

She starts by wetting her hair. Every time she lifts her arms to run her fingers through her thick, black hair, her tits lift seductively. There are no hooks in the shower, so her caddy sits on the floor near the curtainless stall. When Rachel bends over to pick up shampoo, her breasts sag heavily, her nipples prominently pointing in your direction.

Rachel shampoos her hair, and you zoom in (figuratively and literally) on her face. Neat eyebrows, soft lips, smooth skin. Her eyes are closed as she puts suds in her hair, which roll down her neck and around her breasts.

When Rachel turns to rinse her hair, you get a nice view of her ass. Two delicious bulbs bulging out in just the right proportion to her smooth legs.

Rachel grabs some body wash (more boob-swaying) and does a quick-once over. Unsurprisingly, your favorite part is when she soaps her tits, though she doesn't linger there as long as you would have.

Finally, Rachel washes her pussy. She really scrubs up in there; you suspect it smells delicious. Probably tastes great, too, you think, your camera capturing her soft, trim pubic hair parting as her fingers massage soap over her vagina.

You just about fall over, though, when Rachel sticks a finger into her pussy. Instinctively and irrationally, you glance at her face - what you think you just saw is so private, you're almost sure you're about to get caught.

But no, her eyes are softly closed, and the water is now running down her shoulders and over her freshly clean body.

So you turn your attention to her pussy again and yes, you weren't imagining things. She is definitely touching herself. Nothing pornographic; just some rubbing and fingering that is clearly bringing her pleasure.

For this, you can have my fucking phone, you think, and you realize your mouth is gaping open and you are literally drooling. And not just from your mouth.

Painfully aware of Rebecca's presence--and therefore unwilling to rub one out just now--you enjoy the sensual show from the security of your private viewing area.

But then, while Rachel is still (busily) showering, you hear someone coming into the locker room. And it appears as though Rachel doesn't have a clue.