Trouble Behind Bars

Transcript

I'm the only woman who watches the prisoners at night. With it being my third week here, I still find myself getting nervous, but I trained for months, so I put that into consideration, yet I always am overwhelmed by a feeling of hesitation when I get in my car every morning, but nothing cures it like a five-minute meditation, so tonight for me it will be a breeze. I'll just focus on my vacation that I have in a couple of weeks, that'll keep me on my feet, as well as the thought of being out of the country, so I clock in like usual and head to my post, but the warden requests me to stay over time just this once.

I'm frustrated and pissed, as I look forward to an evening of sitting in front of the TV, watching my favorite show and enjoying a frozen dinner, but that's neither here nor there, so I'll just do as I'm told and vent later. I go to the locker room and pin up my hair, and make sure my uniform is above policy standards. After I feel as if everything is in order, I make it just in time before my co-worker's shift is over.

He wishes me luck and leaves me a box of donuts. The gesture is sweet, but I save them for later, so I don't fall asleep. As soon as he leaves, I do my nightly routine that requires me to check the prisoners.

I get the same thing every time I pass. I was blessed with good looks, but no matter what I do, I can't hide my ass, so I ignore the comments they make and keep a straight face, making sure everyone is secured and in place. I head to my post until I hear someone call my name.

I turn around and follow the voice, until I see a note that says thanks for bending over. By the time I pick it up, the whole block is entertained. I can tell by the noises that they make, but I keep my composure with no signs of emotions on my face.

Now that I know everyone is secured, I finally take a seat and relax with a glass of water. I only have to check the prisoners four times, so this gives me a good conscience, but out of nowhere the alarm goes off, and before I have time to contact him, a prisoner cell door is unlocked. I run to go check it out with my gun close to my side, but before I have a chance to open the door, the warden calls me to ask what's going on.

I tell him that everything is fine as I hurry to check if the prisoner is inside, and as soon as I get to his cell, he's nowhere to be seen. The warden calls me again screaming, asking that I come to his office immediately. I'm trying to keep my composure, but I can't help what I'm feeling, a sense of anxiety and stress.

I'm pretty sure I'm going to lose my job after this. When I make it to his office, he closes the door and asks me to sit down, as if nothing is wrong, then the prisoner that's missing appears himself behind the curtain. I'm shocked and quite speechless, but I was expecting this to happen, but when the warden pulled out my love notes, I tried to explain myself, but he told me that it doesn't matter because he knows that what I've done is unacceptable.

I twiddle my fingers and start to sweat, but the warden makes a promise to not fire me if I just do one thing for him. I hesitantly ask what it is, and it's nothing that involves me, surprisingly. Instead he asks that I watch me stick his dick inside the prisoner's ass, because the notes I wrote were the same feelings he had.

I admired his tall stature and lusted after him anytime he took a shower. I know I shouldn't have been looking, but to keep me acting out on my impulses, I just wrote love notes. I never had any intentions in doing anything, but I guess I left him in the desk when I was in a hurry.

Now I'm in a situation I can't get out, so I have to remain calm and just give the warden what I want to keep my job. So as he makes his request, I mentally prepare for him to ask me to get undressed, but he tells me that he wants me to watch him do it with the prisoner. I don't decline as they both find each other locking lips in a matter of minutes, but the moment they started rubbing on their dicks I nearly lost it.

My nipples get hard, I'm confused because I've never seen two men fuck, but I guess this will be the first time watching them grope each other has me sweating profusely. But it gets worse when they get undressed, and despite how old they are they are impressively in shape, but the size of their dicks are captivating. As I try not to make it seem I'm having a hard time, my body can't help what it likes.

The warden turns the prisoner around, kisses his neck while holding onto his chest, then slides his dick in with little to no effort. Their moans in unison turn me on, and my pussy juices begin to leak through my pants. I hated wearing khakis, but this moment made me hate them even more, but not too many times I find myself getting turned on at work.

As the warden continues to fuck him from behind, my breasts become shallower, and the second I start touching myself the prisoner comes over and asks if he could help. He slides his hand in my pants, then fingers my pussy and demands that I tell no one about this. Well I wish I never left the notes out in the open.

This is the best start to my upcoming vacation.