My Library Fantasy: Jeremy, Chapter 4 - Sex Stories

My Library Fantasy: Jeremy, Chapter 4

"Hayley," Jane said, slowly and menacingly from her desk, "Can I have a word with you in the office please?" It was early morning, and just Jeremy and I were in the library, no prisoners yet. She'd called Jeremy in early and they seem to have had some kind of special 'chat' about the meeting we'd had yesterday. The meeting had been important, because Jeremy had been fighting in the library while I was on duty, and we were all discussing his suitability for open prison. Or lack of suitability. Jane hadn't been invited to it, and she couldn't stand it. In the same way that I was confused over whether I had the power over Jeremy, or he had it over me, I couldn't tell if I should be smug because I knew something she didn't, or terrified because she was about to bully all the information out of me that she could. Jeremy had looked a little brow beaten as I'd arrived, and Jane was watching us both like a hawk from the office as we worked for 15 minutes. I hadn't dared say anything to him under her gaze, except, "Good morning." I slowly walked into the office, and Jeremy looked at me worriedly as I walked past him. She did her usual song and dance of sitting in her special manager's chair and insisting the door was closed all the way. She spread her fat frame out as far as it could go, filling the space as much as she could in order to make me feel small small small. I sat in my lowly assistant's chair facing her, and waited expectantly, catching her gaze as if I had absolutely ...

... nothing to hide. But of course I had something to hide. I was fucking my library orderly, Jeremy. "You'll never know, you bitch," I thought to myself, in an attempt to make myself feel strong. "Right then, Hayley, I think you should tell me everything that was said in this meeting," she said, with the smug air of someone who already knew everything, she was just going to be checking whether I was going to lie to her or not. "You might know what was said," I thought, as I took a deep breath to start, "But you'll never know we fucked on the table afterwards." I told her everything, I was honest. And then we got onto the subject of that fucking DVD again. Of course we did. The one Jeremy stole, Jane gave him access to, and I was being blamed for. "You fucking told the officers I gave Jeremy a DVD he couldn't have didn't you?" she started on me. "Oh," I acted innocently, even though I knew she'd told the officers before the meeting I'd given it to him because we were such good 'friends', "I thought that's what we'd uncovered, that he took it when you gave him access to the store cupboard. I told them that, the same thing we talked about." "That is NOT what we fucking uncovered," she shouted the word 'not' and parodied my voice, speaking in a whine on the word 'uncovered', "We uncovered that you must have given it to him as a favour." This was a lie. She'd tried to make that shit stick to me before, and it hadn't. She was trying again. "Oh," I said again, "I'm sorry. I thought we ...