You go to the meeting in prison

You gather your documents and pack them to your bag. You get up and leave the office.

“I’m going to the prison to meet the client – I will be back by two o’clock,” you call to Tara as you leave the office.

You briskly make your way to the garage. Without any problems, you get into the car and start driving to the prison. After about an hour you finally arrive at the place.

You enter and turn to one of the guards.

“I’m here to meet my client.” you give the guard the documents.

The guard nods and points you to the metal detector. You leave the keys and your purse and walk through it without the problem. The guard then orders you to raise your arms and allow the guard to search you. As the guards pat’s you, you feel the guard's hands give your breasts a grope and cups your ass.

You decide to ignore it (even though your pussy demands more) and follow the guard. You are led through the prison to a conference room.

“You sure you want to meet the prisoner alone? That person is quite dangerous.”

“It’s a client,” you answer. “Now could you give me the keys from prisoner’s cuffs?”

The guar looks at you with doubt in eyes, then shrugs.

“Your funeral.” the guard shrugs and gives you a set of keys.

You straighten your jacket and skirt, then walk into a soundproof room. Your eyes immediately land on your client.