Peeping at female colleagues

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Spying on an acquaintance has a unique thrill, incomparable to that of a stranger. My female colleague, Ms. Lü (l), 30 years old, has long, flowing hair, big eyes, a round face, and is not very tall, around 1.65 meters. She has a great figure with a prominent bust and buttocks, and usually wears black-rimmed glasses, giving her a somewhat artsy vibe. Her desk is to my right, and we are considered relatively good colleagues. When we're not busy, we chat idly. Right now, I'm chatting with her. Haha, while chatting with her, I'm thinking about her vagina and buttocks, and writing this article—it's quite exciting, and my penis is incredibly hard.

(Unable to spy)

There are security cameras in the corridor outside the company restroom, and the layout of the women's restroom isn't conducive to spying, so I want to see her private parts, but I've never had the chance. Unable to spy, I can only keep thinking about it. Every time I see her go to the restroom, I want to follow her, fantasizing about the scenery as she urinates. One weekend, when only a few people were working overtime, I seized the opportunity and risked following her to the restroom. Taking a huge risk, but due to the layout and lighting of the women's restroom, I gained almost nothing, only hearing her urinate.

A month ago, the opportunity finally came! We were assigned to the client's office building, where the restrooms were quite conducive to spying. There were no security cameras, squat toilets with partitions, and a shared sink. The women's restroom was to the right of the entrance, with three stalls, one of which was by the window with excellent lighting. To get to the men's restroom, you had to pass by the women's restroom entrance. The gap under the women's toilet partitions wasn't large, less than 10cm, but it was enough for me. Such prime locations are hard to find, especially in a client's office building, so I naturally wouldn't waste the opportunity. Here, I saw many beautiful women, many prettier and with better figures than L, but the most enjoyable was with L, whom I spent every day with, perhaps because we were acquaintances.

During the month or so I worked at the client's office, I filmed her a total of five times, two of which had poor lighting and angles. I just reviewed the videos again, and the first one was the best. Now, let me focus on the experience of filming her urinating for the first time. A good location is important, but the timing is equally crucial for success. In the first few attempts, due to unfamiliarity with the area and other factors, I couldn't time things well. Sometimes she'd get up and leave, and by the time I caught up, she'd already finished urinating. Or there would be other people in the restroom. Then one day at noon, everyone else went out for lunch, but we were both busy, so we ordered takeout. I ordered soup, but she didn't want to. How could I let her watch me drink it? So, I specially ordered soup for her too, free of charge—it's only right for colleagues! Seeing that I'd ordered for her, she seemed a little embarrassed because she'd already paid for the takeout, so she didn't pay again. It was a delivery, no need to pay; paying would create distance. Perhaps she liked it, or perhaps to thank me, she drank the soup clean—very thoughtful!

Ten minutes after lunch, she picked up her bag and walked past me, preparing to leave. Based on my years of intuition, I knew my chance had come! She was wearing a black business suit skirt, very short, revealing a lot of her thighs. She wasn't wearing stockings, and her legs were straight and white. I still remember her silhouette as she walked away, her tight-fitting short skirt accentuating her curves, her bottom bobbing up and down. When she got up, I followed. "Are you going too?" It was a seemingly ordinary question, but it caught me off guard. I forced myself to remain calm. "Yeah, I'll close the door." My heart raced. I quickly closed the door and followed her slowly, my heart pounding even faster. After all, she was someone I knew, someone I'd been longing for for so long—finally, my chance had arrived. Even though it was noisy around, and most people wouldn't hear my footsteps, I tiptoed in, entering the women's restroom as she closed the door. The innermost stall rule! (According to surveys, 80% of women prefer the innermost stall.) She went into the best-lit stall, and I became even more excited. I quickly and quietly pulled out my special tool for her from my pocket: a black card! I had already prepared everything for 4K shooting; now it was time to quietly hunt. A few seconds after I started filming, she squatted down, giving me time to adjust the angle and focus. There was a protrusion in front of the urinal to block urine; if the angle wasn't right, it might obscure the focus. But for me, finding the best angle to hunt was second nature. The screen showed brown-black leather boots, white calves, a plump bottom, and white underwear. The screen was a bit small, and I didn't have time to appreciate it closely; I just wanted to capture everything with the equipment, using every trick in the book to showcase her beauty as perfectly as possible. After capturing five or six seconds of the overall video, I slowly zoomed in, taking a close-up of her alluring vulva. *Squeak, squeak, squeak*, the camera adjusted the focus, making a subtle sound, almost imperceptible unless you listened carefully. I'd done this many times before without ever messing up because of the focusing sound, but this time, I was surprisingly nervous, afraid that the slightest movement would disturb my prey. Yes, the moment I raised my black card, I transformed into a sniper, and she was my prey!

Now, chatting with her while looking at my prize, I feel a great sense of accomplishment. The lighting was excellent, and the video was in perfect focus, resulting in a very clear shot. Just as I had imagined, her pubic area was a bit plump and textured, with sparse pubic hair, only a small tuft. Unexpectedly, her labia were still a lovely pink, suggesting her boyfriend hadn't fully explored her yet. The two labia minora, originally closed, were parted by the stream of urine, not aligned, one slightly curved inwards and the other slightly outwards. Gradually, as the stream of urine decreased, the labia returned to their closed state, the vulva contracting beautifully. After almost finishing urinating, a few drops of urine remained on her buttocks, slowly dripping down. I adjusted the focus and slowly walked to the squatting area next to her, the camera gradually shifting to the side. Her buttocks were absolutely stunning, two white buttocks protruding into two round shapes, very white and smooth, without any flaws. From the side, the labia minora were barely visible, her vulva plump and beautiful, almost like a slit in the air. Haha, she raised her outer heel, her delicate fingers holding a tissue tracing her vulva, even the act of wiping was so alluring. The whole process was perfect. The moment she got up, I quietly went out, walked to the men's room, and prepared to hide my face. Although there are many videos of her daily life, hiding my face is essential for a perfect process. In the men's room, I waited for her to come out, then came out myself and filmed her leaving the restroom and starting to wash her hands. We washed our hands together, chatted, and then I deliberately washed for a little longer, following behind her and filming another short video.

After that, I filmed her four more times, capturing her during orgasm, menstruation, and vaginal discharge. Some of these videos had better lighting and video quality than the first one, but I still prefer the first one.

Haha, as I'm writing this, she asked me what I wanted for lunch. "The same as yesterday," I said. Since returning here, I've become noticeably stingy, rarely ordering soup for myself, and of course, rarely bringing her soup. Today, I'll bring her some soup too.

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