Sleepy Wet Girl: Dark Obsession

Sleepy Wet Girl: Dark Obsession

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Genre: Erotica

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Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

Summary

In the beginning it was simply a perk of the job. The ability to watch the beautiful women that attended the swimming & gym complex, spy on them as they changed, enjoy their fabulous bodies. But then, SHE appeared a vision of total beauty and from that moment the janitor was smitten and ultimately just watching was not enough.

Summary

In the beginning it was simply a perk of the job. The ability to watch the beautiful women that attended the swimming & gym complex, spy on them as they changed, enjoy their fabulous bodies. But then, SHE appeared a vision of total beauty and from that moment the janitor was smitten and ultimately just watching was not enough.

Chapter1 (v.1) - Genesis

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Submitted: January 22, 2017

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SLEEPY WET GIRL


She never suspected. Never thought for one second that she was being watched
There had been the odd occasion when while walking to her car late night she had paused then dismissed the thought as silly.
She should have listened. Should have taken more notice of her instincts
They knew there was danger. They knew she was being watched.
But as so often in our modern world the voices of our instincts are ignored, shrugged off as silly feelings.
And so it was that I acquired my Sleepy Wet Girl. It took time
But then – I'm a patient man.


I noticed her one evening coming in for a swimming class.
I knew most of the regulars but she was new.
I was immediately struck with her long dark hair.
So sexy and feminine Her figure, slim and lithe
Her legs so toned
And she had firm shapely tits that were proportionate to her frame. Getting in place to watch her train was no effort, after all I was the janitor
That guy you notice briefly – subconsciously acknowledge then ignore.
After all I'm just a menial, a get things done guy that is there but in other ways is not.
The perfect cover to carry out my favourite past time – Voyeurism, watching the shapely, beautiful women that came here.


This one was different, very different and, although I couldn't put it completely into words, it was enough that she had my complete attention. It didn't take long to find out her name and other personal details.
I knew when her classes were, where she parked, her car and started to get a feel of her routine.  After a few lessons I fitted a few mini cameras in the change area with limited success.
Then made a few modifications, reset them around and presto I had wall to wall Wet Girl vision.
I knew her name was Karen, a sexy name for a very sexy lady. But for me she was simply: “Wet Girl” on account of the way her swimming costume clung to her after a swim like a second skin. And her long dark wet hair just fell about her Amazon like. I know my fantasies had long since taken control but I didn't care I had to watch her.


After one class I watched as she undressed, she was slower than normal and I could tell the intense lesson had exhausted her, so changing time was considerably longer. Good for me, not so good for her because it created a few new ideas. At first I hesitated, as to do them would be crossing the proverbial Rubicon.


Once done - there would be no going back. It took mere seconds to make my choice.
It was easy to begin with I slipped into the changing area while she trained got into her locker, went through her stuff, replacing it exactly as was before. I knew she would be tired after her swim so a few drops of a special sleepy drug in her water bottle were all that I needed for phase 1. She was as usual one of the very last to leave, the doctored drink took effect and she staggered about a little then collapsed.She wasn't unconscious I didn't give her enough for that, but it did weaken her somewhat, make her very groggy, that was all I needed.
I innocently entered the change area and found her having problems. Naturally I offered to help after having had a few crafty feel ups. Satisfying myself as to her curves and firmness of her fantastic tits. Then reassured her I'd get help which I did in the shape of a female member of staff. She was fine the drug only compounded her tiredness for a brief spell. It was designed to incapacitate her for a short period, long enough for us to get – acquainted. She recovered quickly, no suspicions were raised and I even received a letter of commendation from the pool manager for my assistance of the customer.
So all good so far. I maintained my filming of her and even started to record her in the changing area. I found myself becoming more and more aroused at watching her get changed but my favourite was always the end when she came in all wet. That part made me so very hard – that I touched myself a lot as a result.


I left it a good 4 - 5 weeks before I doctored her water bottle again, this time with a stronger dose, that would ensure she was almost unconscious. It was a bit rushed but I undid her swimsuit at the back loosening the bow then peeled it down her slim body. I was at high risk of being caught but I knew I had a margin of time in order to achieve my goal. I gave her a good feel up, nothing fancy, took a few pics for posterity, then quickly dressed her.

The drug as before wore off quickly. I ensured she was found by a female member of staff this time. It worked perfectly the whole thing was put down to low blood sugar from the strenuous training. She didn't come in the following week no doubt to ensure she rested up properly. I would make my move in a few weeks time and then “Wet Girl” would be mine.


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