The Ladies Toilet And The Peep Holes

I used to work in a car dealership back in the 1980s. It was a great place to work, high-pressure sales, but we had a good laugh too. The dealership was extremely old and has been used for several other businesses over the decades.

After a few years, I was let in on the dealership’s ‘big secret’ that only a few knew about. I was taken by one of the mechanics, who had worked there for over forty years, to the back of the service workshops. There were some storerooms and a labyrinth of walkways located behind a false wall leading to a secret corridor. The corridor was just bare brick, and nobody knew why it was there; it made no sense at all. It was thought that one of the past occupants had built an extension and fucked up the dimensions.

Now at the end of this narrow corridor was a wall that backed onto the main showroom. Then the big reveal; there were small holes in the cement, and looking through these holes gave you a direct view into the main showroom ladies toilets!

One of the holes was near the floor but gave a view of the bottom of the cubicle; the others was situated near where the water pipes went into the water closet and gave a view of the back of the toilet at several levels.

I was pretty disgusted with this revelation and wondered why any man would want to watch a woman take a piss or a shit! I thanked ‘Frank the Wank’ yes, that was his nickname, and I now knew why he was called that! I, however, quickly forgot about this big secret and didn’t give it a second thought for over a year.

I was working one weekend in summer; only the sales department was open at the weekends. It had been a quiet weekend with few sales. Then a lady came in that stopped my heart when I saw her. She was the most beautiful sexy woman I had ever seen; blonde, five feet nine, a figure to die for, and stunning; she looked a little like a young Michelle Pfeiffer.

For the next hour, we talked about cars, her job, what she needs in a car for, etc. She was an accountant and married to a guy who owned several local businesses. This Goddesses of a lady was perfect in every way. I’ve always loved very feminine classy, educated women but had never met the total embodiment of all these qualities before. Had I been single, I would have made a play for her; my many dalliances with previous female customers were the stuff of legend; I was a single guy at the time and never regretted anything. However, I newly married, and my wife was pregnant at the time, thus I was ‘living on memories’, as they say.

After about an hour and several coffees, this queen of women asked where the ladies powder room was. I pointed them out, and she left my desk; I then remembered the infamous corridor. I didn’t want to do it, but it was like some gravitation pull took me to the service department, the storeroom and the secret corridor.

I went to the first hole and just caught her bolting the cubicle door. She was wearing a white summer dress with large pink and blue roses on it. She turned her back to the loo and lifted her dress up to reveal white lacy knickers, which were then pulled down. She bent forward, and hey presto, there was her pussy. As this was the 80s, she was sporting a pretty full bush of blonde and ginger pubic hair; however, I could see her very smooth perfect pussy lips.

Her pussy hung between her legs like a perfect blonde j*wel. She bent forward, so her ass was not touching the toilet seat. Her ass cheeks separated with this movement, and there was her rusty bullet wound of an ass hole. Piss then started to pour from the top of her pussy lips. I couldn’t breathe as I was so horny, my heart beating so loudly I feared she could hear it. She pissed for about a minute, and I was transfixed by sight. She wiped herself when she had finished and then was doing something else? I watched and couldn’t quite see, so I moved holes to one near the top of the water closet. OMG, she was playing with her pussy, massaging her clit between two fingers! I was wanking over my suit trousers whilst watching this fantastic show. It only lasts a minute or so before she pulled her knickers up and left the cubicle.

I managed to get back to my desk seconds before she emerged from the loos. All I could think about was her perfect gorgeous pussy and her playing with her clit. I gave her the deal of the century on her chosen car. I was soooo tempted to make a play for her.

The next incident was months later, and I had a married couple with two daughters were sitting at my desk. The mother was an absolute knockout; the early thirties, very feminine and looked like Catherine Zeta-Jones. She had black Armani jeans on that made her ass look fanfuckingtastic.

She asked to go to the loo, and I made an excuse to leave the desk; thankfully, there wasn’t anybody in the storerooms, so I had clear access to the corridor. I watched her take those jeans down to reveal the sexist ass I’ve ever seen encased in lacy black knickers. She bent forward and again didn’t sit on the toilet seat. Her pussy was massive and hairy. Her pussy lips were quite long, and it looked like a furry burst rugby ball. I watched as she pissed and later wiped herself; it was such a turn on watching the toilet paper make her large pussy lips ripple as she wiped herself clean. These were the only two times I used the secret corridor.

Later that year, my wife called into the dealership to drop my lunch off. I was with a customer at the time, so she waited and spoke to Frank the Wank at the Service Reception desk. As soon as I finished, I went over to the customer waiting area to find my wife. However, she wasn’t there? I then saw her come out of the customer toilets, and I shot into the service workshops to see Frank emerge from the secret corridor with a big smile on his face. I was appalled that the dirty bastard had probably seen my wife’s secret intimate place!!!! Payback is a fucking bitch!!