It all started out with adding a wireless camera to the front door. The camera consisted of two parts which seemed simple enough to install, a transmitting camera and a remote receiver that plugged into the USB port of a computer.
I followed the Chinese to English translated instructions as best as I could. Everything went OK until I tried to view the front door, nothing, the software installation checked out OK and the camera had power. The instructions had a trouble shooting section and one suggestion, select a different frequency or channel on the receiver.
Once I switched the frequency I got a picture, wow, its works. No, that's not my front door it's a picture of a darkened room which looked like a bathroom. That's not my camera, it's someone else's camera perhaps in their bathroom. That can't be right, who would put a camera in their bathroom?
I didn't think too much for about it because I was trying to get my camera at the front door to work. Switching frequencies again and voilà, I could see my front door. I had purchased the camera to view the front door from my office, which was in the back of the house. When the doorbell rang, I would have to stop working and walk all the way up front door only to see the UPS guy walking down the driveway after leaving a package.
Now I can see the front door clearly from my desktop computer, mission accomplished. As I sat at my computer I wondered about the other camera I found. After switching the channel back to the previous one, I could see a picture of what looked like a darkened bathroom. As I wondered where I was watching, the video brightened up and I could see the master bathroom of somebody.
The camera appeared to be mounted in the corner and pointed down towards the tub and clear glass shower, excluding the view of vanities and toilet. The master bathroom layout looked somewhat like mine, except I didn't have a Jacuzzi garden tub.
Then my next door neighbor, Laura, came into view, now I knew which house had the camera. As I watched, Laura went in and out of view as she moved about the room, then the room went dark again as she finally left.
Laura, a forty something divorced mom had two daughters in college, Page in the local community college and Stephanie away in state college. Laura was approximately 5' 5", with short auburn hair and an athletic looking body with medium size breasts. Occasionally, I would see her washing her car in a two piece bathing suit showing off her nice trim body. Both of her daughters were about the same height, but they were differently shaped. Page had quite a rack for her small frame, maybe a 38 D and Stephanie had more of a boyish figure, barely any boobs at all.
Still, I have to wonder why on earth they would have a camera in their bathroom?
At first, I thought I would ask Laura why she had a camera in her bathroom, then I thought better of it. Even though I casually knew them, I didn't want to get involved, there could be a good reason for the camera, although I couldn't think of one. I switched the receiver back to my front door and went back to work trying to put Laura's camera out of my mind.
Later that night I went back to my office and switched to view Laura's camera, there wasn't anything to view but a dark room. Leaving the camera view up while I did some paperwork, the view suddenly lit up and Laura entered the room. I could see her preparing to take a shower, I watched as she disrobed and carefully put her clothes into a hamper. She walked around mostly with her back to the camera, I watched in fascination as her white butt stood out from her tanned skin.
When she walked to the shower to turn it on I got a brief frontal view of her nice looking medium sized breasts and dark bush. It was too short of a view, only a quickie, like a peeping tom looking in the window. Laura entered the shower after it warmed up enough to fog up the glass doors. Through the fog I could see her washing various parts of her body and then followed up with her hair. My hand went by instinct to my cock and began to rub it as I viewed her body through the foggy shower door.
She exited the shower and grabbed a towel, again a brief full frontal view before she wrapped in a large bath towel. Once dried, she walked around in and out of camera view completely nude then left the room. Then a feeling of shame came over me as I ejaculated into my shorts, I was no better than a peeping tom. I was shamelessly viewing my neighbor's private moments for my pleasure. I shouldn't be doing this, I have to tell her that the camera is transmitting video of her bathing.
The next day I waited out by the driveway for Laura to come home, I wanted to tell her about discovering the wireless camera in her bathroom. After a while, Laura's car pulled into the driveway but it was Page not Laura. Page was dressed in blue jogging shorts and a white tank top struggling to keep her tits contained. I could see her nipples outlined in the top as she waved to me.
I almost walked over to ask about her mom, but then it hit me, I could view Page if she used the master bath. The rest of the day I couldn't take my mind off the prospect of viewing Page nude and seeing those large tits for real not just an outline in her top.
Latter I went back to my office and switched to the bathroom camera view thinking maybe I could catch Page in the shower. I waited and waited, no Page, maybe she doesn't use this bathroom. As I was about to give up, Page came into the room, poured something in as she started filling the tub. She was going to take a bubble bath, OMG, my cock hardened at the possibility of seeing her young naked body.
