Spying on beauties on campus

The school bell rang.
Yuehan gently kissed her son on the forehead: "Okay, go back to the classroom. I still need to talk to Teacher Xiaolu for a bit. Mom might have to work overtime again tonight, so you can have dinner at Teacher Xiaolu's house after school."
The "Teacher Xiaolu" Yuehan mentioned was her best friend, Li Luya—an English teacher at Jiangbei No. 2 Primary School.
Over the years, whenever Yuehan and her husband had to work overtime or go on business trips, they would entrust their son, Meng Xianglong, to Li Luya's house for dinner or even overnight. Yuehan had a premonition that she might have to work overtime after the review meeting in the afternoon, and her son's dinner would again have to be entrusted to her best friend. Since she was already at Jiangbei No. 2 Primary School, she might as well go to Luya's office to say hello.
During the ten-minute break, the school building corridor was full of elementary school students playing and laughing. Gu Dapeng weaved through the students, quickly losing sight of his wife and son who had been walking ahead of him.
But he immediately recognized the fleeting figure at the end of the corridor at the stairwell.
A graceful figure, an elegant dress, gray stockings… it was Wang Yuehan, the student's parent who had captivated Gu Dapeng in the Chinese language teaching and research office.
Gu Dapeng froze for a moment, then, as if possessed, hurried to the stairwell. Seeing Yuehan reach the third floor, Gu Dapeng followed, discreetly trailing behind her.
Gu Dapeng didn't know where Yuehan was going; he only knew that rather than going home to argue with his fierce and domineering wife, he clearly preferred to follow this elegant beauty and admire her stunning figure a little longer.
As he stealthily followed, Gu Dapeng took out his phone, snapping photos and videos of Yuehan's back.
He even zoomed in, taking many close-up shots of her long, beautiful legs encased in gray stockings, moving with light, graceful steps.
Yuehan followed the corridor back to the main building where the teachers worked. Gu Dapeng saw her stop in front of an office door, gently knock, and then go inside. After the office door closed again, Gu Dapeng finally saw the sign on the door—"English Teaching and Research Office."
Gu Dapeng had no idea what Yuehan was doing in the English Teaching and Research Office, or how long she would be staying there.
He stood blankly at the end of the corridor not far away, took out Yuehan's business card, and muttered the words on it: "Wang Yuehan, Chartered Financial Analyst, Financial Risk Manager, Head of Risk Control in the Investment Department of Hong Kong Huiheng Bank Haicheng Branch… Yuehan… what a nice name, and her title is damn fancy…" Gu Dapeng had absolutely no idea what the Head of Risk Control in the Investment Department did, or what those two "financial managers" were. But he knew that Yuehan was clearly a high-level white-collar worker, the kind of elegant and capable career woman who frequented upscale office buildings in bustling business districts every day, the kind of sophisticated and refined woman he specifically "collected" and followed on Weibo. Previously, he could only admire such distant women online, but he never imagined that his son's classmate's mother would be such a "high-class" woman right in front of him.
"Working at a big bank in Hong Kong, damn, she must make a lot of money. She's a real 'rich, beautiful, and fair-skinned' woman, taking a thousand dollars without batting an eye!" Gu Dapeng carefully put Yuehan's business card back into his pocket and continued to stand guard at the end of the corridor, looking down at the photos and videos he had just secretly taken with his phone, while keeping an eye on the entrance to the English teaching and research office.
"I've only taken pictures of her back so far. When that 'rich, beautiful, and fair-skinned' woman comes out, I must find a chance to take a few pictures of her face... Stocking legs are better viewed with a pretty face, it'll be more exciting to masturbate to later!" For Gu Dapeng, what he was looking forward to at this moment was not only to admire Yuehan's eye-catching looks and figure a little longer, but also the voyeuristic satisfaction he felt from following and secretly photographing a beautiful woman. Just as he tirelessly browsed every set of photos and every post on Weibo by female white-collar workers and female college students, peeking into the "secrets" of their lives, the experience of personally following and secretly photographing a high-class female white-collar worker he had just met was a morbid curiosity that could never be matched by online voyeurism.
"Sigh, it's a pity I was too cowardly to follow her too closely when we went up the stairs. Otherwise, hehe, I could have just gone up and taken a few pictures under her skirt, and seen what the crotch of this rich and beautiful woman's high-end stockings looked like..." Of course, Gu Dapeng knew very well that this was just a thought in his mind. If he weren't such a cowardly man, he wouldn't be so helpless against his fierce and fat wife at home.
The class bell interrupted Gu Dapeng's reverie, and then the door to the English teaching and research office suddenly opened. Gu Dapeng quickly slipped into the men's restroom behind it.
"Bye-bye, Xiaolu..."
Gu Dapeng, hiding inside the restroom, heard Yuehan say goodbye to someone before walking down the corridor.
Although Yuehan wasn't wearing high heels today, but rather a pair of mid-heeled pumps, her crisp, clear, and graceful footsteps still echoed in the empty corridor—the increasingly close "tap-tap-tap" rhythm seemed to be tapping on Gu Dapeng's heart, making his heart race.
Yuehan's footsteps finally gracefully passed the men's restroom entrance, then turned and went into a room next door—Gu Dapeng immediately understood that Yuehan had entered the women's restroom.
At this moment, not only was Gu Dapeng's heart pounding, but even his penis, which had just ejaculated less than an hour ago, was now vigorously erect again.
Gu Dapeng immediately peeked out of the men's restroom entrance and looked around. Seeing that the corridor was empty, he quickly walked to the women's restroom entrance without thinking.
Gu Dapeng had noticed the school's main building restrooms were cubicle toilets when he last sneaked into the bathroom to masturbate.
Having frequented adult websites for years, Gu Dapeng knew these were the "golden spots" for those "masters" of voyeurism—the squatting stall floor was two steps higher than the restroom floor, and the bottom of the partitions around the stalls had gaps of several centimeters between them and the floor. Once a woman entered a stall and closed the door, she was completely unaware of what was happening outside, and when she squatted down, her fully exposed private parts were directly facing the gaps under the partitions… Just then, Gu Dapeng clearly heard footsteps climbing the steps and the sound of a stall door closing coming from inside the women's restroom. Gu Dapeng knew exactly what that meant—Yuehan had just entered a stall, and was probably standing on the squatting area now, taking off her pantyhose and underwear!
Gu Dapeng's heart pounded, a surge of heat rushing to his head. He felt as if an invisible force was pulling him into the most audacious thing he had ever done—sneaking into the women's restroom.
The layout was almost identical to the men's, except for the absence of urinals. Three squat toilets lined the wall; the two on either side were open and empty, only the middle one had its door closed.
No doubt, Yuehan was inside.
Gu Dapeng tiptoed to the middle stall, took a deep breath, and carefully bent down, disregarding the cleanliness of the floor. He placed one hand on the ground, lowered his head, and peered through the narrow gap under the door.
Clearly visible beneath the door were a pair of matte black mid-heel pumps, one foot on each side of the white ceramic squat toilet. Above that were two legs encased in thick, dark gray stockings. The woman who owned them wasn't squatting down yet, but rather straddling a squatting position. Gu Dapeng couldn't even see her knees or the hem of her skirt.
Although this was the first day Gu Dapeng had seen those slender legs and exquisite stockings, he was already very familiar with them. Whether from nervousness or excitement, Gu Dapeng's body trembled slightly.
He stared intently at the gray-stockinged legs so close to his face, while discreetly pulling out his phone and turning on the video recording function.
Inside the cubicle, Yuehan was completely unaware of what was happening outside. She had just hung her bag on the hook behind the door, taken out a small pack of tissues, and then lifted the hem of her dress high to her waist, pulling her pantyhose and underwear down her thighs. The rustling sound even reached Gu Dapeng's ears outside the cubicle, as if foreshadowing what was about to happen.
Just as Gu Dapeng pointed his phone at the gap under the door to start recording, Yuehan squatted down with her legs spread wide.
A scene unforgettable for anyone was presented up close to Gu Dapeng's eyes and the phone camera—Yuehan's gray pantyhose and black thong were pulled down to her thighs near her knees, and between her perfectly spread legs, the most intimate parts of a woman's body were completely exposed without any concealment.
Gu Dapeng felt his head buzz, and the hairs on the back of his head seemed to stand on end. He remained sprawled on the ground in a disheveled and lewd posture, his hands trembling slightly as he filmed with his phone, barely daring to breathe. Only one thought occupied his mind: "Wang Yuehan…a high-class, rich, and beautiful woman…I’m fucking looking at your cunt now!…"
What made Gu Dapeng even more dizzy was the exquisite beauty of Yuehan's genitals—as a woman in her early thirties, at the end of her fair and elastic thighs, her vulva still possessed a youthful, healthy pinkish-red hue, as if time and melanin had left no trace there.
The labia majora on either side perfectly crescent-shaped, guarding the delicate pink vulva, while the two petite labia minora remained naturally closed, diligently protecting the tight vaginal opening. Yuehan had very little pubic hair, only a small tuft of dark, inverted triangular downy hair near the pubic bone at the base of her abdomen. Her entire vulva was clean and unadorned, displaying its most authentic and perfect form.
Gu Dapeng swallowed hard, carefully pointing his phone at Yuehan's crotch. Just minutes before, he had been fantasizing about secretly filming under Yuehan's skirt to catch a glimpse of her pantyhose crotch, but now, clearly displayed on his phone screen was the entire vulva of this high-class white-collar worker, unprotected by pantyhose and underwear!
Gu Dapeng felt a tingling sensation on his scalp with excitement. His eyes widened, bloodshot, and his gaze precisely scanned Yuehan's private parts, from her fair thighs to her pink vulva, from the pubic bone covered with a few pubic hairs to the slightly closed labia, from the delicate clitoris hidden in the folds of the foreskin to the vaginal opening that was faintly visible between the labia... Gu Dapeng was unwilling to miss any detail before him, not only wanting to record it all on his phone video, but even wishing he could imprint it on his retina forever.
Yuehan's vulva twitched slightly, and then a stream of white liquid gushed out from the slit at the tip of her labia minora, making a rapid and forceful "hissing" sound.
"Damn, even the most precious cunt has to pee!" Gu Dapeng couldn't help but sigh to himself. He even had a wicked thought: if this reserved and virtuous woman knew that she was currently spreading her legs and urinating naked in front of a crude man she had just met today, would she die of shame?
A dozen seconds later, Yuehan's torrent of urine noticeably weakened, gradually changing from a gushing "waterfall" to a drizzling "spring," and finally to an intermittent "fine rain." Gu Dapeng finally saw the secret behind Yuehan's urination—after this thorough "baptism," her normally closed labia minora had been opened slightly, revealing the urethral opening within, which had fully expanded into a delicate little hole, still trying to squeeze out the last few drops of urine. Of course, this scene, like the entire process of Yuehan urinating before, was faithfully recorded by Gu Dapeng's phone video.
Next, Yuehan opened the tissue pack in her hand, pulled out a tissue, unfolded it, and gently and carefully wiped her vulva.
"High-end stuff is high-end stuff, so damn meticulous, she even wipes her cunt clean after urinating." Gu Dapeng muttered to himself, wishing he could become that lucky tissue and have the most intimate and comprehensive contact with Yuehan's vulva.
"Old driver, take me with you, I'm young..." Just then, a loud and blaring melody suddenly rang out from Gu Dapeng's phone, sounding particularly abrupt and jarring in the quiet women's restroom.
Gu Dapeng was startled and muttered "Damn it!" under his breath. His phone screen was flashing the caller ID: "Wife." Gu Dapeng hurriedly hung up the phone.
"Who is it? Who's outside?" Yuehan's surprised voice came from behind the door.
Gu Dapeng didn't dare stay there any longer. He quickly got up and rushed out of the women's restroom without looking back. The corridor outside the restroom was still empty. Gu Dapeng quickly ran down the stairs.
When he reached the school square downstairs and confirmed that Yuehan hadn't followed him, Gu Dapeng breathed a slight sigh of relief.
But he still didn't dare to linger for a moment and hurried towards the school gate.

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