WD Day 10 - In the Infirmary

You find Ana and Williams in the infirmary with a TV set up... right, today's the day that FUTA broadcasts their first real games. Ana's daughter Fareeha is playing, and Ana wants commentary from a real soccer player.

They already have three chairs in front of the TV, and some cold juice to drink and snacks. It's... pretty nice.

You sit with them and watch. It's an exciting game, but the presentation is very glossy and stylized... it feels more like reality TV than sports. The announcers are funny, but know little about soccer.

Fareeha plays extremely well. You tell this to Ana, and explain to her exactly why. Fareeha has poor technique, but she's a good athlete and has good instincts.

Ana seems pleased.

You are shocked during the commercials because the FUTA ads are so... racy. They show Ingrid in a sexy uniform, and Riley too, bulge and all! She looks so gorgeous...

After the game, Williams winks at Ana.

"Guess I'm a guard, so I'll stand guard," she says, leaving the infirmary.

"What's going on?" you ask Ana.

She stands up and looks at you.

"I can see what you have done," she says. "Several days now without a single stabbing. Not even a black eye."

"Isn't it nice?" you ask.

"It is. It's thanks to you. I think that good behavior should be rewarded," she says.

Ana is... not blind. She knows how attractive you find her. You aren't usually drawn to MILFs, but there's something about her... maybe her great figure, or the fact that the way she hides it with a white coat makes you want her more.

She really hates ****. So... peace is a turn on for her? OK.

You find yourself naked on your back on the exam table. She's on top of you, her big, soft breasts snug in a white bra as she gently rides you.

You sit up and unbuckle the bra, throwing it aside so you can squeeze them, then use your mouth on her nipples. You stop that and pinch them while face to face with her. She just smiles, and you kiss her. You stay like that, gently squeezing her soft, full ass as she moves her hips. She might be pushing fifty, but she's as tight as Victoria...

She hugs you tenderly when you cum inside her, and then stays in your lap, your softening cock inside her as you get your composure back. You lean your sweaty forehead against hers, then go for another kiss.

"Can we do this again sometime?" you ask.

"If no one is getting stabbed," she says, stroking your hair, "you can do whatever you want to me."

She you both clean up and put your clothes back on. You look at her and do something you don't do very often: blush.

Feeling good, you leave the infirmary and return to your cell.

The Warden is waiting for you.