Sympathy for the devil

Jim brown looked at himself in the mirror, "By fuck I've got fat" he said to himself. Years of working shifts and eating bad food had changed the once fit young man into a fat bastard.

Jim padded around his one bedroom flat, it was all he could afford after his divorce from "the bitch" and after nearly a lifetime of work all he had to show was a damp bachelor pad in a shitty part of town.

He had once loved his wife, she was a couple of years younger than him and was also in the police however she had got promoted early and was now an Inspector, he had caught her having an affair with another inspector and she had blamed him for it, she took the family house and half his savings, she then went and spread rumours that he was inappropriate with young female cops and even though he was investigated and it was confirmed that he was innocent but mud sticks and his reputation was in tatters.

He was now entering the last years of his police career and had one of the worst jobs in the ****, babysitting prisoner who were in custody, he was pretty sure that the bitch was also responsible for making sure that he went no where.

Jim pulled on his police issue and trousers, the t-shirt stank, he had washed his uniform countless times but no matter what he did the cheap fabric smelled bad.

He left his flat, he had stopped locking his door and he had nothing worth stealing and went to his rust bucket of a car and drove to work.

He entered the building and went to his room, Jim saw that one of the new female probationers was already there, she was a tall blonde busty woman, in her thirties, he knew her name was Jill but not much more, Jim smiled and though "maybe this shift wont be too bad"

Jill looked back at him and the disgust in her face was more that obvious, Jim sat at his desk and rubbed his hands over his stubbly face, he had forgotten to shave again and by his own admission was starting careless about his appearance "fuck my life" he thought.

The room was small and airless, the printer was beside where Jill was sitting and when he needed to use it he had to brush past the younger woman, he tried his best not to touch her but between his size and the tight space he had ****, he winced at one stage when his hand accidently brushed her back and touched her bra strap through her clothing, she had flinched and it was obvious that he made her uncomfortable.

Several hours passed and Jim looked over at Jill, she hadn't spoken or looked at him for the full shift and he kept his distance, he was aware that she was on her phone, looking at images and giggling. He looked at his watch and said "better feed the scum" The tall blonde jumped to her feet and said "I'll do it",

Jim was aware that one of the prisoners was a sex pest and called out "be careful of wee Dave" but Jill was gone.

Jim looked down at Jill's phone and she had left it unlocked, from a distance he could see a picture he leaned closer, it was Jill and she was topless,

she was posing and the image was clearly for someone else, Jim's heart began to pound in his chest he picked up the phone and Jill had been sexting, there were dozens of pictures of her in different positions, for the first time in months Jim felt his cock get hard, he took out his own phone and using Bluetooth sent the images from Jill's to his phone, he looked at the number of the person she had been sexting and it was almost identical to his barring the last two numbers, in a moment of madness he changed the number and sat the phone back down, he returned to his desk and looked at the images, Jim though to himself "By fuck your a good looking woman"

A short time later Jill returned to the room, Jim noticed that she looked angry and was wiping her face and using sanitiser on her hands, "Everything ok" he called out and he got a sharp "yes" in reply. Jim thought better than asking any more questions.

Another hour passed and Jill was back on her phone smiling, Jim was overwhelmed by guilt and deleted the images of Jill from his phone, he sat back and suddenly his phone pinged, Jill looked at him in confusion and he opened a message from her, she was naked with her legs open.

Jill walked over and saw the naked image of herself on the fat mans phone and froze her eyes wide in horror, Jim felt sorry for the young woman and handed his phone to her and said "you might want to delete that" Jill tapped on the screen and the image was gone, Jill returned to her seat and again Jim felt bad.

The police radio came to life and Jim was made aware that a officers were bring in a violent prisoner and required assistance, he got up and Jill ran to the door to assist, Jim slowly walked and saw 6 police officers holding a very large man, he ordered them to take him to a cell and walked in front of them, he noticed that Jill was trying to hold the mans head, this was a technique taught to new cops to stop prisoners hitting their head but put them in the prisoners fighting arch and in his opinion was dangerous.

The prisoner was put in the cell and the handcuffs removed, he pulled away from one of the officers holding him and threw a punch at Jill, Jim instinctively pushed her out the way and the punch cracked him in the face splitting his lip, he pulled the man into the cell and cleared the room, then closed the door leaving the prison screaming in impotent rage.

Jim spat blood on the floor and went back to his room, he sat at his desk and began the paperwork for the prisoner, his phone chimed, it was a picture message from Jill, Jim opened it and it an image with her thong pulled to the side

with the comment below saying "Thank you, my hero" Jim looked up at the smiling Jill who was looking at him and she turned away.