“See somethin’ ya like sweetie?” Vera realised she had been staring at her. She was looking right at Vera and there was no looking away,

“C’mere” said Doyle and somehow Vera found herself getting up and walking toward this woman She was meant to be in charge of the prison and yet she as not even in control of herself right now “What is it love?” said Franky “you wondering what it would be like, a bit of Franky Panky?”

“Of course not Doyle, don’t be so revolting”, her face flushed and her voice quivered, not convincing either of them.

Franky stood up, stubbed her cigarette out and put her hands inside the back of Veras blazer.

“How’s longs it been Vera?” she asked, “Since someone took care of ya?”

With one movement from outside her blouse, Franky had the officer’s bra undone. One hand then cupped Vera’s waiting breast while the other grabbed her arse and pulled her towards her. “However long it’s been darlin’, you never had it as good as this before”.

With this, Vera surrendered, and their lips touched. Doyle’s tongue invaded Vera’s mouth and she ground her pelvis into her thigh, her own cunt flooding. Vera responded by submitting completely and melted into her, reciprocating the kisses and exploring Franky’s mouth and neck with her own tongue.

Just as things were getting hotter there was a buzz from the intercom and reception announced that the VJ had arrived. Vera gasped, this time in horror. What the fuck was she going to do?. If Franky left through the same door, it would be more than obvious what had been going on. Her career would be over. There was only one thing for it. Franky would have to be concealed until after the VJ had left.

“Under the desk!” said Vera

“You’re the boss “ Franky answered, winking.

Vera settled herself, patting her hair and straightening her uniform. Her cunt was wet, and her knickers were soaked through but there was no need for this to be a problem. It was time for business. Franky would have to wait. She answered to say, “come in”.

Meg Jackson showed the VJ in. Vera was pleased to see that it was Mr Goodwin. They shared the same views on punishment and reform. Obviously having Doyle within earshot of the discussion was not ideal but what choice did she have?