The Hidden Room

The perplexing issue of the safe was out-weighed by the viewing pleasure I got from the cameras later that day. Again I watched as the girls stripped for showers and donned nightwear. My cock was stiff and throbbing for more than an hour as I enjoyed the show while zooming in and out to get better views. Once again poor Toni changed in the bathroom but this time I did see her nude as she left the toilet stall door open. Her body was not as trim and fit as the other girls but it was still to be appreciated in all its naked glory.

There was no repeat from Head Mistress Steadman as she arrived back at her apartment late and changed quickly before going straight to bed. No movement again in the matrons rooms but I expected that having found out earlier that day that there was no one to fill the job this term.

I was getting used to operating the cameras but was very curious on how they were able to tilt, pan and zoom and still remain hidden, so I did some detective work. I soon found the solution when I looked around the matrons rooms. I'd memorised the general view from each camera so knew roughly where to look. The cameras were hidden behind fixed glass mirrors on the walls. They must have been two way mirrors. The cameras would have to be mounted behind. I couldn't see any way to get access behind the mirrors ... that was confusing.

The girls dorm room and bathroom were the same, fixed two way mirror glass. I had also pinched a master key from Waverly's workshop and used it to enter Gloria's apartment. It was the same again, the cameras had to be behind the mirrors. I was still unable to see a way to get access to the cameras when I realised that all the mirrors ran along the same side of the building ... the side which backed onto the outer stone wall and my cottage was on the other side. There must be some way of getting in behind the mirrors from my side. I spent half an hour looking for false doors or panels again in the Den walls before seeing the answer that had been in front of me all along. The ceiling had a panel that could be used to access the roof cavity ... the thing was there can't have been a roof cavity over the Den as it was built into the stone wall. I got a chair from the dining area and stood on it to lift the wooden trap door. There was a drop down ladder attached to the door and it slid down as I pulled on it. Grabbing a torch I climbed the ladder and poked my head through the hole. The space above was a long tunnel that ran away into the darkness. The beam of the torch landed on a switch and I flicked it on, illuminating the tunnel with a series of dim wall lights about eight feet apart. I climbed onto the wooden plank floor and stood up. There were a number of cables and wires attached to the walls of the tunnel, most of them looked old but a few new ones were cabled tied beside them. I tentatively moved out along the tunnel and after a few steps I found I was standing on a rough stone pavers. The first camera was just a few feet ahead and when I got closer I could see the back of the two way mirror. The matrons bedroom was in full view. The second mirror showed the bathroom in the same apartment. A sound cable poked thru above each mirror and must have been disguised as a screw on the other side. The next two cameras were a short distance along the tunnel, each sat behind their own two way mirror. A long gap separated the next set of cameras, I guessed we were passing behind the other dorm rooms in the building. Gloria's bedroom and bathroom finally appeared. A seventh camera was just a short gap away and the view through the mirror was of a small room with a large queen size bed in it. The bed had restraining straps fixed to all four corners and a number of intriguing whips and paddles hanging from the bed end. This must have been the room the blank monitor should have shown. I looked at the camera to see if it was broken and quickly found the problem ... a loose wire to the power box. A simple fix I completed in less than a minute.

On the way back I noticed an old door that once would have led into the stables. It must have been paneled over on the other side when the conversion was done. I retraced my steps and descended the ladder back into the Den. Well that was one mystery solved, the tunnel must have been used to originally to get power to the stables. It may also have been a secret way to sneak out of the estate unseen. The Den had probably contained a full set of steps up to the tunnel level. Peter must have discovered all this and then done some major work to fit the mirrors. I wondered whether he'd done it himself or had someone else do it ... money can buy silence!

Peter's parents arrived the following morning and I retrieved the suitcase and boxes from my office. I offered my condolences and we chatted briefly. Just as they were about to leave I remembered the picture with lotto ticket, it was still in my laptop bag and I thought they might want it.

"Almost forgot. I found this photo in the apartment." I lied handing it over.

Peter's mother took it from me and smiled as he saw the image. "A very happy day for our boy. He won a lottery. We were never sure how much, he kept that to himself but he was very generous."

"Paid off our mortgage and gave us a nice sum for our retirement. Can't have been much left over for himself as his bank accounts are pretty empty. Always a giver that boy." Peter's father's eyes welled up with tears as he spoke.

Later that day I was in the main office giving a hand counting the money collected from the sale of apples from the small orchard at the back of the school. I asked Lorraine the office administrator to unlock the safe so I could deposit the cash until it could be banked. She reached into the potted plant holder beside her desk and removed a key on a wooden tag. I assumed it unlocked the safe.

"Don't you tell anyone that the key is in there or I'll get in big trouble with Ms Steadman. I keep it there because it's so convenient." She smiled at me and shrugged.

"Your secret is 'safe' with me. No pun intended." I joked back.

"Very funny!" She rolled her eyes at my attempted humor. "Anyway, I'm glad this new safe only needs a key the old one had a combination lock as well and none of the staff could remember the damn combination. It was a big old thing about sixty years old, would have weighed a ton."

"What happened to the old one?" I asked tentatively.

"Peter got rid of it in the holidays last year. I think he somehow got it on a dolly and wheeled it out the gate. Must have got a scrap metal merchant to come and pick it up."

"You don't remember the combination do you?"

"Why on earth would you want that?" Lorraine asked looking at me as though I was mad.

"I love random numbers ... it's one of my things. One day I'm going to put out a book about numbers that I've collected over the years and each chapter will explain where the numbers are from."

I wasn't quite sure how I came up with that answer so quick, but it seemed a little plausible.

"You would write about and old safe?"

"Yeah, you know make up a short story centered around the safe and the combination numbers." I said trying to sound convincing.

"You're certainly an interesting one Max," she said shaking her head.

"I'll take that as a compliment." I grinned.

"The combination is written on the inside of the cupboard over there." She indicated an old free standing cupboard used for storing stationary. "Had to put it somewhere where we could all get to it easily."

I opened the cupboard and there on the side panel were a collection of numbers. I wrote them on the back on an envelope and tried to stay calm.

A few minutes later I was running back to my apartment to see why Peter would go to all that trouble to get the safe in the Den.

I could feel my heart beating faster as I put the key in the lock and turned it. I then entered the combination ... 23 right, 36 left, 18 right, 49 left, 5 right, and finally 33 left. I tried the handle and it moved, unlocking the door.

I had no idea what I would find in the safe ... was it stored videos from the cameras or perhaps some expensive tech equipment he'd bought, maybe even some other valuable keepsakes. When I swung the door open I stared wide eyed at the contents.

"Holy fuck!" I exclaimed. It took me few deep breaths to calm myself.

The safe was split in two by a metal shelf ... the top half was filled with money, bank notes in bundles. The lower half was stacked with gold bars.

I looked around the room nervously not knowing what to do. I spent ten minutes just sitting on the floor stunned. Then the questions started to come ... was this Peter's money and gold? Who else knew about it? Was it from the lottery win? What if it was stolen and people were looking for it? Was I in any danger? Could I keep it? Finally I got up and went back into the cottage and made sure the door was locked and the windows were closed. I grabbed some latex gloves from the first aid kit and returned to the Den, leaving the door open as I suddenly felt a little claustrophobic in the small space.

Kneeling before the safe I put on the gloves ... why I thought I needed them I wasn't sure but I didn't want to leave any fingerprints for some unknown reason. I guess I wasn't really thinking straight as my prints were already all over the room. I started on the top shelf and looked carefully to make sure there wasn't any hidden booby traps ... again probably an irrational thing to do. Satisfied that the money seemed free of any more security I took out the bundles and stacked them on the computer desk. Eighty two bundles in total. I removed the paper band from one bundle and started counting. All the notes were £100 bills. One hundred bills per bundle. That meant I was looking at £820,000 in cash. I returned the money to the safe leaving it exactly as I found it. Next I lifted out the gold bars, I was surprised at how heavy they were, 250gm each in weight. The bars were all marked Valcambi Suisse 999.9 fine gold. Eighty bars in total. I googled the current price of gold and made the calculation ... £756,720.

In total cash and gold there was over one and a half million pounds. The equivalent of almost two million dollars!

As I went to put the gold back I noticed a lottery ticket taped to the inside wall of the lower shelf. I pulled the ticket out being careful not to rip it. I assumed it was the same ticket that Peter was holding in the photo I had found. I placed the gold back in the safe and closed the door, spinning the lock and turning the key.

Returning to my lounge room I poured myself a drink ... a double vodka. Sitting at my desk I went on-line and looked for lottery winnings over the last five years. There were quite a number of winners in the two to five million range so guessed one of them may have been Peter. I entered his numbers and found the lottery. The first prize was £2,300,000. He must have kept the win a secret as none of the staff had mentioned it. His parents definitely knew but they assumed he'd spent the rest or given most of it away. So now I was presumably the only person who knew what was in the safe. I was in the clear and it was a case of finders keepers.

Peter had not only been a voyeur, he'd been a very rich voyeur ... and now I was too!

It took a few days to completely accept the situation I now found myself in, but after recounting the money on two more occasions I started to relax and enjoy the feeling. I took a couple of bundles of cash and drove into the city where I purchased a late model Ford Ranger and a new laptop.

From then on most evenings were spent in the Den as I spied on Gloria and the unsuspecting girls. I think I masturbated more times in the month than in the whole of the previous year. I had also started to make a record of the porn that Gloria was watching every second night, she was obviously unaware that as the network administrator I had access to every users history. She was into some pretty kinky stuff ... with BDSM and lesbian being her favorites.

No-one had been in the room with the whips and stuff ... not while I was watching anyway. I still hadn't worked out where you accessed that room from. More detective work needed.

One Monday morning at the staff meeting we were all introduced to Emma Davison. She was a second year university student who would be joining the school as a new dorm matron. For her time watching over the students at night she would receive free room and board at the school, while still attending university classes during the day. It was a new trial initiative to solve the problem of finding matrons. Although not officially staff she would be called Miss Davison by the students. Emma was twenty one and drop dead gorgeous, with short blonde hair, blue eyes and an amazing athletic figure. To my great joy Emma was now cameras one and two!

That night I watched as she unpacked her clothes and settled in. Most of the senior girls had gone to a concert at a local church hall and so Emma had no competition from the other cameras. It was entertaining just seeing this beautiful girl move around her new abode, wearing jean shorts and a sports bra. My thoughts drifted to ways I might get to know her better. She obviously worked out as her abs were like a washboard and her calves had a nice defined muscular shape. Maybe we could go jogging together or work out at the staff gym. All I knew was I wanted a chance to get my hands down those jean shorts!

The girls got back at 10.00pm and I was too tired to watch their nightly bedtime routine. Just as I got up to leave the Den I saw more movement in Emma's place. Julia one of the senior girls from another dorm had entered the room. Emma squealed in delight and gave Julia a big hug. It was obvious they knew each other. I upped the volume on the room mic and sat back down.

"It's so good to see you again," Emma said smiling.

"I know, I've missed you so much since last year at Newport," Julia replied hugging Emma again.

"How's the new school then?" Emma asked as they sat on the bed facing each other.

"It's okay. I haven't made a lot of friends, most of the senior girls are immature. But now you're here it's going to get way better. How did you get the job here anyway?"

"I applied and I got it. Even though it's an hour and to the university, free room and board makes it worth it."

"Wait, you aren't here because you missed me?" Julia pouted.

"Maybe a little bit. Well maybe more than a little bit."

"Then I guess I better make it worth your while," Julia said and pulled her t shirt over her head and dropped it on the floor. She then reached over and kissed Emma on the lips.

I was stunned. What the hell was going on.

"Hey, we need to be careful okay. Set some ground rules to make sure no-one catches us. Last year when I boarded at your parents place it came really close." Emma was holding her hand up to stop Julia giving another kiss.

"Rules can wait till tomorrow, unlike my hot wet pussy that needs your attention right now."

Julia reached over and pulled Emma's sports bra off revealing a pair of perfectly shaped boobs. Emma sighed and seemed to resign herself to what was going to happen, she leaned forward and kissed Julia passionately. It wasn't long before both girls were naked and lying on the bed with their mouths and hands all over each other. My thoughts of going to bed had vanished and I stroked my rigid cock as I watched the show on the big monitor.

The two girls couldn't have look any different, Emma with her short blonde hair and small pert breasts with nicely cropped pubic hair ... and Julia who had long red hair and a pale body with medium sized boobs and a rather hirsute pubic hair region.

Emma had her fingers in Julia's pussy and she was so wet her juices were leaking down her leg. Julia reciprocated by rubbing her hand back and forth along Emma's slit causing her to mew softly. Their mouths were locked together and I could tell there was a lot of tongue involved. Before long both girls were gyrating their hips and moaning loudly. The wet patch on the bed grew larger as Julia continued to trickle juices. I had never seen a girl so wet before.

"I want to taste you baby!" Emma exclaimed and slipped down the bed spreading Julia's legs as she went.

"Oh, yeah. That is so good," Julia panted at the feeling of a tongue lapping hungrily at her wet pussy.

Emma wet her finger with the flowing juices and inserted it into Julia's asshole as she clamped her mouth onto the large protruding clit that was in front of her.

"Oh fuck! I'm going to cum." Julia announced as she stuffed her panties into her mouth. This I soon realised was for a good reason ... without the panties muffling effect the whole campus would have woken up with what was about to happen.

Now I've seen woman have strong orgasms before, Jenny was one of them, but Julia was in a league of her own. It was as though she was possessed and her body almost left the bed as she erupted becoming a thrashing, convulsing maniac. To her credit Emma held on as long as she could before she was bucked off. The bed was now drenched as squirt after squirt pulsed out of Julia's pussy, a large portion of it soaking Emma as well. The orgasm lasted for over a minute until finally she collapsed shaking on the wet sheet.

"Fuck girl, when was the last time you came," Emma laughed as she wrapped her arms around her lover.

"Actually I came yesterday," Julia admitted gingerly.

"What! Who with?" Emma sat up in surprise.

"By myself in the shower ... that's the only way I do it now. You haven't been around to help out in that area," she said with a mocked sadness.

"I suppose not." Emma said smiling as she gave Julia's butt a playful slap.

"You could have told me you were coming and I would have held out till today."

"It was supposed to be a surprise."

"Well you succeeded there. I couldn't believe when you were introduced at assembly this afternoon."

"Well you better make it worth my while coming all the way out here then. I left some good lovers back in the city." Emma spread her legs and patted her pussy. "Come on slut, lick me." She ordered.

Julia smiled and spent the next ten minutes licking and sucking on her girlfriend's nicely shaved snatch.

"Fuck that was good!" Emma declared afterwards as she lay on her back panting for breath.

"Glad to be of service Miss Davidson, anything else this lowly student can do for the new matron?"

"Yeah, you can wash this wet sheet." Emma said as she pushed Julia over onto the dry side of the bed. "Next time we shave that beautiful pussy of yours too, I like to see more of you than I can now."

"I haven't needed to groom the forest, since coming here. But now your wish is my command." Julia joked in a subservient voice.

Emma pulled her into a warm embrace and they snuggled together.

After ten minutes Julia got up and dressed. Then they changed the sheets on the bed together.

"So you had other girls in the city then?" Julia asked.

"Girls and guys. You know we weren't exclusive. I could never be with just one person." Emma replied.

Julia looked a little disappointed at the comment but didn't say anything.

They finished changing the sheets Julia left. Emma flopped down onto the bed and gave a contented sigh before turning over and going to sleep.

From then on I had so much more to enjoy on my nightly voyeur sessions. Julia slipped into Emma's room two or three times a week and Deb's and Tracey had enjoyed a few sessions in the dorm shower room when the other girls were in bed. Plus, Gloria was still masturbating to porn and I was still collating data on the sites she visited.

I made friends with Emma and we enjoyed jogging together and chatting while working out in the gym. She had heard that I was gay so I suppose she wasn't thinking about any kind of physical relationship starting. I was bummed at this but had to keep the gay pretext up to keep my job.