The Warden's Wife
Chapter 1
Dressed in a navy-blue suit, modest blouse and high heels, Jennifer (Jenny) Thomas joined her fellow commissioners Claudia Gonzales and Doug Hopkins as they entered the High Desert Nevada State Prison where they were welcomed by captain of the guards, Eric Hightower. Having already gone through multiple gates and security checks they were finally at the hall where the parole hearing was to commence in approximately one hour. Hightower introduced the guards who would be escorting them during their visit. The guards tipped their hats in acknowledgement. As they transversed the wide halls of the prison's administrative building they saw several inmates in orange and brown jumpsuits. Those in brown jumpsuits were trustees and were mostly performing cleaning tasks and other minor maintenance jobs. The orange jumpsuits were worn by all the other prisoners.
Jenny was a pretty blonde woman. You could say she was easy on the eyes, but she appeared to be too young to be a commissioner, her critics liked to remind anyone who'd listen. But like all the others she was appointed by the governor. Her lean thin body toned by hours of cardio and other gym work made her look more like a fashion model than a stuffy academic and lawyer. Although she tried to play down her looks, with makeup, clothing, and glasses, it was an impossible task.
They only thing that Jenny lacked was a chest to match her personality. She wasn't flat chested, a "B" cup at best, but she felt it held her back from more of the attention she craved in college, nonetheless, it was her brains that got her this prestigious and important job.
As they strolled through the corridors all the inmates stared. They rarely saw any women. Jenny and Claudia ignored the stares. Although Claudia wasn't nearly as pretty, she had much larger breasts. A fact that didn't go unnoticed by the trustees or Jenny. She envied Claudia's large breasts, which she estimated to be in the "D" cup range. They bounced with each step, but not uncontrollably. Claudia had worn her heavy-duty harness, though she imagined the inmates undressing her with their eyes, she didn't want to be obvious. Doug Hopkins was unaware of the competition, even if it was only in Jenny's imagination. He was gay and couldn't care less. He'd been out since high school. He did, however, discreetly look at the men. Once upon a time, he'd fantasized about a prison episode when he was much younger. But now, thanks to this job, he knew the true dangers of prison life. Nevertheless, it was okay to privately feast on the male eye candy on display. His face hid his emotions. Most of the men appeared to have hard bodies, probably from the endless hours of pumping iron. He allowed his imagination to take him to a vision of them shirtless and sweating as they worked out in the gym.
The three commissioners settle themselves at the huge table in the front of the hall, opening laptops, arranging paper files, and organizing themselves. They were preparing for the first parole hearing of 2024, scheduled to begin in thirty minutes. As their radios crackled to life, both guards were shaken from their fantasies, as they wondered what the two female commissioners looked like naked. Unheard by the commissioners, a major disturbance was underway, and all the guards were summoned.
Snapping into professional mode, the duo told the commissioners they'd been called away and they would be perfectly safe locked in the hearing hall. Furthermore, they or someone else would be back to escort them out. They purposely didn't tell them what was happening, but suggested the hearing would probably be postponed if not cancelled.
With nothing else to do, the three worked on their computers in silence. They had a ton of electronic paperwork and emails to catch up on. Soon the only sounds that could be heard was the clicking of their fingers on their keyboards. After about twenty minutes their solitude was shattered as they heard the back door open, and slam shut. Startled they looked up from their computers to see two large male inmates running towards them.
Instinctively Doug sprang to his feet, but he wasn't fast enough. One of the inmates, a large white man grabbed Doug by his lapels slapped him across his face twice, then threw him face first into a nearby wall. Doug never had a chance. He crashed hard against the wall, then crumbled into a heap, where he laid unconscious. By now both Jenny and Claudia were on their feet. The two inmates looked them over as if they were their next meal.
"Damn Miguel, I've not seen anything this sweet in years."
Before Miguel could answer, Jenny stepped from behind the table as Claudia watched stunned and too frightened to move. The two men looked her over carefully. Then she began to slowly lift the hem of her long skirt, revealing the top of her stockings first and then her red lace crotchless panties.
"Charlie, man she's asking for it!"
The men didn't need a better invitation. Miguel quickly advanced on Jenny while Charlie was surprised to find Claudia following Jenny's lead. She pulled opened her blouse; her large creamy light brown breasts were barely contained by her bra. Unsnapping it's front hooks, her breasts popped forward, her nipples were hard, erect, and begging for attention. Charlie was already pulling off his jump suit, he was naked beneath it. His cock was hard and pointing to the ceiling. Claudia approached him and pulled him by his cock as she knelt in front of him. She wasted no time and sucked his six inches into her mouth.
Not waiting for any preliminaries, Miguel roughly pulled Jenny's leg's wide. With two fingers he rubbed her clit with his thumb and inserted the other digit. Jenny purred and responded by creaming all over his hand. She couldn't remember ever being this turned on. What was wrong with her? He didn't smell good; he was rough as he sawed his average size cock in and out of her weeping pussy. Lying on the cool floor with her legs splayed open, she was enjoying this fucking far too much. She should be scared, frightened, and worried about catching some STD. But she moaned even louder. Meanwhile just a few feet away, Charlie groaned forcefully as he pumped his seed all over Claudia's "D" cups. She cooed and lifted her right nipple to her mouth licking off the cum and taking a few long pulls.
"Git out of them clothes,"
he told her. His cock not deflating, he was ready to fuck her.
Claudia quickly complied, leaving her heels on like they do in the porn she'd seen, while she rubbed her pussy. Charlie knelt between her legs, and she guided him into her. He wasn't very big, but she'd not been fucked in many months. Surprisingly he knew how to use it and hit all her favorite places.
Ready for another round, Miguel positioned the cooperative Jenny on her hands and knees. Although he preferred women with larger tits, he liked Jenny's tiny tits and pawed at them. Without warning he rammed his cock into her again fucking her from behind. Somehow, Jenny managed to get out of the rest of her clothes, clad now in just her stockings and garters, she flinched as he ripped her panties off her. Now grabbing a handful of her long blonde hair, he pulled her head back to him and fucked her vehemently. Occasionally he'd stop to whisper in her ear, telling her how much he knew she loved it.
It was all too much, and Jenny squealed loudly as she came, coating Miguel's cock with her juices.
"That's what I was waiting for bitch,"
and in one quick movement he pulled out of her pussy and into her unprepared ass, groaning as he came hard in her tight anus tunnel.
