My Library Fantasy: Jeremy, Chapter 4 - Sex Stories

My Library Fantasy: Jeremy, Chapter 4

... her bullying. They took it seriously, but she denied everything and my complaint was ignored. They followed procedure, but didn't put anything in place to help improve our relationship. After it all, I went back to being alone in there with her, post complaint. As you can imagine, it didn't make her like me any more. I guess it served me right. She could complain about me fucking a prisoner to the police and I'd go to jail. Although that was perhaps was not necessarily worse, it was definitely more serious. That's if she ever found out. Then something extremely lucky happened to me. A vacancy came up in one of our 'normal' libraries, with better hours, that I applied for, and got. I could easily say I'd gone for it because of the better terms, and not the real reason: because I had to get away from a bully that no one was doing anything about, and I wanted my whole 'affair with a prisoner' danger to be over. Better still, I could now write letters to Jeremy's new prison without getting in any trouble. I knew all his details, his prison number, and where he was incarcerated. So I did. ----- The first reply came 2 weeks after I started my new job. He told me he didn't get as many gym visits as he could at our prison, and that he couldn't be supported in his distance learning degree there either so he'd had to postpone it. However, he had been out into the real world in the day for the first time in nearly 4 years, which was everything he'd been working towards. No members of ...

... the public had been harmed in the process. He asked me to go visit him at the prison. So I did. ----- I knew all about how prison visiting worked, and I parked my car in the visitor's car park at the open prison and got out. This didn't look like our prison, with a big vehicle gate, barbed wire fences and for some reason a murder of crows always at the entrance. It was just a normal looking building. I queued with the other visitors, went in and gave the last name of the prisoner I was visiting, and showed my ID. I'd of course made sure I looked hot for him, but not too hot, I was still walking into a men's prison here. I had make up on, and my hair done nicely, and heels on, but that was it. I wore jeans and a t-shirt too. The officer gave me my temporary visitors pass on a sticky label, and I stuck it on my t-shirt, above my left boob. I moved to the next line of officers at the door to the visiting room, and instinctively put my arms out to the side to be patted down. I was nervous about seeing him, I realised as I stood and let the officer pat his hands all over me. It was our first meeting outside of work, even if it was in another prison, and was like our first date really. I smiled to myself as I realised I'd fucked him twice before our first date, and this made me relax a bit. I was allowed into the visiting room and went to the officer at the desk, saying Jeremy's last name for the second time. She pointed over to a table in the open plan room and I looked over, and ...