Janitor tales

[UsuallyPresent]

A guy (or gal, but I'll stick with guy right now) graduates from college with less-than-stellar grades. After running down his few savings in an ever-more-frantic job search, he has to take a job. The best he can find is working as a janitor for the college he graduated from, brought about indirectly by a former classmate.

As the New Guy, he gets the shittiest shift - come in for the 4-til-midnight shift, scrubbing the worst of the day's mess up and closing things down for the overnight. He starts out with hope - he can still try to work the job search during the days! - but fatigue and lack of success sours that hope.

He's in a dead-end job. He has no spending money - the little he makes goes to his college loans, food, rent, and his beat up fifth-hand car that's barely running. He has few if any social contacts, can't afford to go out and most of his classmates moved to find better jobs elsewhere.

What happens?

Does he catch the prof and the coed?

The secretary and the dean?

Does he get called onto the carpet by the bursar and his/her significant other?

Does he get janitor-napped by a sorority?

Does he dream of these things, only to have to return to reality each shift - Walter Mitty with blue balls?

Does his car finally die the final death, forcing him to start taking public transport, if it's even available?

 

[Carnevil9]

He notices that a homeless woman is sleeping in one of the unused tunnels under one of the campus buildings. He befriends her, shares meals with her, and they talk of their hopes to better themselves. When he loses his apartment to a rent increase, he moves into the tunnels along with the homeless woman. They begin sleeping together, and a deep and abiding love blossoms between them. They find happiness and contentment in each other's arms.

Damn, I didn't mean for it to get that sweet, but it got away from me. How about this: Eventually, they are no longer satisfied with sweet, sweet lovemaking with each other. They begin kidnapping undergrads who stay too late on campus, bring them down to a secret lair in the tunnels, and have unspeakable deviant sex with them. Eventually, they recruit the best and most enthusiastic of their victims to join their bizarre sex cult.

Yeah, that's more like it.

 

[sirhugs]

He notices that a homeless woman is sleeping in one of the unused tunnels under one of the campus buildings. He befriends her, shares meals with her, and they talk of their hopes to better themselves. When he loses his apartment to a rent increase, he moves into the tunnels along with the homeless woman. They begin sleeping together, and a deep and abiding love blossoms between them. They find happiness and contentment in each other's arms.

Damn, I didn't mean for it to get that sweet, but it got away from me. How about this: Eventually, they are no longer satisfied with sweet, sweet lovemaking with each other. They begin kidnapping undergrads who stay too late on campus, bring them down to a secret lair in the tunnels, and have unspeakable deviant sex with them. Eventually, they recruit the best and most enthusiastic of their victims to join their bizarre sex cult.

Yeah, that's more like it.

you are a sick sick man.

 

[UsuallyPresent]

you are a sick sick man.

You'll note he didn't go into anything about janitorial supplies and the (mis)uses that they beg for...

Not that *I* know anything about that...

 

[Zeb_Carter]

You'll note he didn't go into anything about janitorial supplies and the (mis)uses that they beg for...

Not that *I* know anything about that...

What, like asshole bleaching?

 

[SimonDoom]

Young voyeuristic ex-student janitor hooks up with hot female teacher who stays late on campus after hours to get kinky in her office and indulge her exhibitionist fantasies by wandering the campus naked.

 

[UsuallyPresent]

Young voyeuristic ex-student janitor hooks up with hot female teacher who stays late on campus after hours to get kinky in her office and indulge her exhibitionist fantasies by wandering the campus naked.

Closing a stairwell with a ‘wet floor’/‘fresh waxed floor’ sign, letting her strip and finger herself to a nice echoey orgasm

Opening the dean’s office, letting her play in his chair, on his desk, everywhere

Letting her into the gym after hours, letting her strut across the floor under all the lights

 

[PoiseDexter]

About 18 years ago when I was a janitor, after a game, about 11pm, I was disinfecting the women's locker room. I thought everyone had left and in walked the coach. I told her I had already cleaned the coaches rooms and they still might all be wet. She said no problem that she would use the team showers if that was okay with me. It was obvious I hadn't been in there yet to clean. I told her I'd be back when she was done. She didn't want me to have to stay late so she said to just keep cleaning, she'd be quick. Holy smokes... she undressed right there and went into the showers on the opposite wall and started talking about the game with me while she showered. I guess they'd won since she was in such a good mood. She toweled off, got dressed, and told me that I hoped I didn't mind her being in my way. I thought that night I should have made being a janitor my career. I became an engineer instead. No perks in that profession.

 

[Carnevil9]

you are a sick sick man.

And then some!

 

[Cliffhere4fun]

You could make a series out of this if you have him or her catching different people each time.

 

[UsuallyPresent]

You could make a series out of this if you have him or her catching different people each time.

And then ‘cross pollinating’ between various previous encounters. Doesn’t always have to be new participants to keep the action fresh...

 

[gordo12]

You could make a series out of this if you have him or her catching different people each time.

J267 has a series going on this subject right now. First two chapters posted.

https://www.literotica.com/beta/s/debbies-legacy-pt-01

 

[Yerkiddin]

About 18 years ago when I was a janitor, after a game, about 11pm, I was disinfecting the women's locker room. I thought everyone had left and in walked the coach. I told her I had already cleaned the coaches rooms and they still might all be wet. She said no problem that she would use the team showers if that was okay with me. It was obvious I hadn't been in there yet to clean. I told her I'd be back when she was done. She didn't want me to have to stay late so she said to just keep cleaning, she'd be quick. Holy smokes... she undressed right there and went into the showers on the opposite wall and started talking about the game with me while she showered. I guess they'd won since she was in such a good mood. She toweled off, got dressed, and told me that I hoped I didn't mind her being in my way. I thought that night I should have made being a janitor my career. I became an engineer instead. No perks in that profession.

You have my envy sir! I've done janitor work several times in my life, and have nothing at all to compare with that story.

 

[LupusDei]

About 18 years ago when I was a janitor, after a game, about 11pm, I was disinfecting the women's locker room...

That's a very different dynamic, but for a short while I was manning the security desk in a school building (complete with modern and well used video surveillance system in the hallways and around the perimeter), mostly for the 1800-0600 shift. The building was theoretically supposed to be empty by the time of my arrival, but hardly ever was, both by recurring evening activities and one-off events the day guard would give me report upon change, but even that wasn't always accurate. Mostly of course, boring normal, like someone in faculty staying late.

There was a few interesting things, including a "private project" apparently involving nude model in art department, as clische as it sounds. I didn't got to see much, just the first time they overstayed their registration for nearly two hours I went to check and the model girl was scrambling to put her gown on, with obviously nothing under.

The most exciting was an all female dance troupe renting the sports hall late in the night. And when I say late, it's really late, in theory they had to leave by 2200, but they often times didn't arrive before 2030 and a typical session lasted over two and a half hours, so sometimes I only showed them out by midnight. And yet sometimes...

I doubt they knew about hallway camera pointing right at the locker room door when they left it open (not so much bad security system design than bad architecture -- to reposition that camera overseeing important junction we would need to install at least two more, and the current students obviously knew every damn angle of every camera, so it was lot less of a problem as it sounds to be), but when they started to give each other nude streaking dares in the hallways I had to, admittedly reluctantly, put an end to it and point to the cameras -- the recording was stored for 30 days, and no, I couldn't delete it. (In theory I could flush the whole archive, but I would have some explaining to do, it was all logged too, and while reviewing previous days events was rather rare, it sometimes happened).

They had a coach, but she wasn't there always and oftentimes left early. Said coach also had interesting relationship with the principal, mostly (but not uniformly) bad, with resulted in rather arbitrary refusal to give her keys to the showers. Girls complained to me, and it ended with me giving said key to one of the girls, unofficially, and only if the coach wasn't around or had already left.

Of course, just like any other space, and even especially because I let them there on my own responsibility, I had to inspect the shower room after they left. It was standing procedure, and with other groups it had indeed happened to discovered water left flowing after a sports team left. Somehow, I had mentioned that simple fact to some of them. At least, I think it wouldn't have happened otherwise, but once I did find a girl locked into the showers.

I could continue, but there's not much to it, or from right here were heading into fantasy land.

 

[RunningJib]

Sounds like me

A guy (or gal, but I'll stick with guy right now) graduates from college with less-than-stellar grades. After running down his few savings in an ever-more-frantic job search, he has to take a job. The best he can find is working as a janitor for the college he graduated from, brought about indirectly by a former classmate.

As the New Guy, he gets the shittiest shift - come in for the 4-til-midnight shift, scrubbing the worst of the day's mess up and closing things down for the overnight. He starts out with hope - he can still try to work the job search during the days! - but fatigue and lack of success sours that hope.

He's in a dead-end job. He has no spending money - the little he makes goes to his college loans, food, rent, and his beat up fifth-hand car that's barely running. He has few if any social contacts, can't afford to go out and most of his classmates moved to find better jobs elsewhere.

What happens?

Does he catch the prof and the coed?

The secretary and the dean?

Does he get called onto the carpet by the bursar and his/her significant other?

Does he get janitor-napped by a sorority?

Does he dream of these things, only to have to return to reality each shift - Walter Mitty with blue balls?

Does his car finally die the final death, forcing him to start taking public transport, if it's even available?

You forgot about the part where he was drinking too much.

Working as a janitor is actually a good gig when you think about it. No one to deal with and typically you can complete your work in just four or five hours. Then you can snoop around. of course, you have keys to most of the roams, so nothing is off limits. What to do . . .

You begin working in the computer lab. CS classes were boring, so you went for the stuff that was off the beaten path (see I dig Frost). With the right attitude, you can find almost anything in a computer network . . .

 

[RunningJib]

You forgot about the part where he was drinking too much.

Working as a janitor is actually a good gig when you think about it. No one to deal with and typically you can complete your work in just four or five hours. Then you can snoop around. of course, you have keys to most of the roams, so nothing is off limits. What to do . . .

You begin working in the computer lab. CS classes were boring, so you went for the stuff that was off the beaten path (see I dig Frost). With the right attitude, you can find almost anything in a computer network . . .

As for the prof and the CO-Ed, you use that to your advantage. You play the two against each other. You don't let the bitch sabotage the prof's career and you get the tutor you needed. As for the photos of the sorority bitch, well that's the added bonus. you now have a grad-assistant with benefits.

You're not as dumb as you look.