The Inmate Safe Wing Trick
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Chapter 3
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 3 - A story about two correctional officers tricking an Inmate's wife
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Two weeks had passed since Jennifer’s meeting with Amir. She had already attended prison visiting hours twice, yet neither Jamal nor Amir had appeared. Their silence unsettled her. Had they forgotten the agreement? She remembered the conversation with Jamal in her car; the agreement was a threesome with both Amir and Jamal. But as the days slipped by without a word, doubt crept in. Perhaps they had simply let it slip from their minds.
She was wrong. They hadn’t forgotten at all. Their absence was deliberate. They wanted her to feel the weight of their silence and to search for them each time she came to see her husband behind bars. They knew that their absence, following their nights with Jennifer, would cause her to want them even more.
They waited for the end of the week, and on Friday at 18:00, Amir texted Jennifer, “Meet me at my apartment at 21:00,” and he sent his address. It did not take long for Jennifer to reply “Ok” upon receiving the message. She started to recall the wild night she had with Amir and started to get excited. By the end of the week, the silence finally broke. On Friday at 18:00, Amir’s message lit up Jennifer’s phone: “Hi, I am free tonight. You are most welcome to meet me at my apartment at 21:00.” The words were simple, yet they carried a weight that made Jennifer’s pulse quicken. After days of waiting, of wondering, the invitation felt like a door opening, one she had been eager to step through. Jennifer’s reply came almost instantly, just a single word: “Ok.”
As the hours ticked by, anticipation stirred within her. She couldn’t help but replay memories of the night she had spent with Amir. The thought of him fucking her again sent a rush of excitement through her body. She wanted to have this wild feeling again, so she dressed sexy this time. A black V-shaped dress that emphasized her busty tits, she put on a black thong and matching garter belt lingerie; she looked sexy as fuck.
At 21:05, a knock echoed through Amir’s apartment. Jennifer stood at the door. Amir welcomed her inside, and together they moved into the kitchen. The apartment was modest and small but warm, with a cozy charm that immediately put her at ease. Then, a voice broke the quiet. “Hi, Jennifer.” She froze. The tone was recognizable. Turning toward the living room, she saw Jamal standing there, a smile playing across his face as he watched her. At that moment, Jennifer realized the truth: Amir had deceived her into believing it would be just the two of them. Now, standing in his apartment with Jamal’s smile fixed on her, she understood: the silence, the waiting, the invitation ... it had all been deliberate. It was time to pay the debt she owed them.
Although Jennifer wasn’t prepared for what awaited her, she played cool and asked Amir, “Wouldn’t you offer me a glass of wine?” Her tone was light, almost playful. Amir blinked in surprise at her request, then quickly reached for a bottle of red wine. and handed her a full glass. Jennifer accepted it; she knew she would need it for whatever was coming next. the three of them sat in the living room and started to chat; the conversation was flowing, and they all had a good time laughing a lot. In between, they continued to drink, and Jamal could tell that Jennifer was especially relaxed and free, probably from the wine. She started to flirt with them, and the conversation took an erotic turn. It was the signal they had been waiting for. Jamal winked at Amir, silently letting him know it was time to proceed.