Alexi Kuznetsov sat on the edge of his hard prison bunk. Head in his hands, he contemplated his situation. One week into his 5-year jail sentence for international wire fraud. How could he cope with that? The slightly built accountant ran his fingers through his prematurely graying hair. He wasn't feeling guilty about what he had done particularly...after all, his oligarch boss paid him well and he saw nothing wrong with what his boss was doing (despite various rumors that swirled around him in the media). He was more worried about how embarrassing this whole thing was.
After all, he and his wife were both rock solid citizens in their community. Donating to all the right charities, going to all the right parties. Appearance was everything, and the appearance of this stay at Otisville Prison wasn't particularly good. At least the Feds only got him for some relatively minor stuff. They knew nothing of his really big plays, those secret off-shore accounts and sanction busting activities.
The loud clang of his prison door opening stirred him from his thoughts. A prison guard peered in. "Your wife is here to visit you."
A visit from his beloved wife Tatiana was just what he needed to pick up his spirits. Alexi jumped up with delight. The guard led him down several corridors and security checkpoints.
He was finally led to a small room with 2 chairs, divided by thick glass. The glass had small perforation in it to let sound through. He sat down on the chair on his side and the door behind him shut with a heavy thud.
After a while, the door on the other side of the glass opened. A peered in to make sure everything was alright, and then ushered Tatiana in.
Alexi's eyes almost popped out of his head. Maybe it was being surrounded by ugly prison men all week, but she was just about the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. She didn't look a day over 25, even though she was in her mid 30s.
She was wearing a tight white blouse. It was unbuttoned down revealing a generous amount of cleavage and a hint of a black lace bra. A short black skirt showed a lot of her toned thigh, and her shapely legs were encased in smooth, sheer black stockings. His eyes moved down her enchanting legs to her feet, and noticed she was wearing a pair of expensive gold stiletto pumps, matching a gold handbag and gold braid belt. She wasn't a very tall woman, but the high heels made shapely legs look longer and sexier than.
He looked up again. Somehow, her golden hair shone in the harsh lights of the visiting room. It was styled into a neat, but coyly sexy bob outlining her cute round face. She looked every inch the precious princess that he had married all those years ago.
He just stared at her through his small, round glasses, eventually blurting out "Hi Tatiana, you look...fantastic!"
But all she said was "Alexi, how could you?" An awkward silence descended on the room as she sat down in front of him, across the glass.
She glared at him and continued. "You promised you would never do this stuff again. Do you know what the Petrovs and Orlovas are saying about you? About me?"
"I'm sorry Tatiana. What can I say? I didn't mean to get caught."
"That's not the point! You said 'Never again' after you almost went to prison last time. And I believed you."
"Look, I was just unlucky. How was I to know that the police were monitoring the business for other reasons?"
"See that's what I mean, you will never learn. That is why I am going to have to teach you a lesson. To make you learn."
'Teach me a lesson? What is she up to?' Alexi thought to himself.
"That is why I organized this," she said as the stood up. Slowly, very slowly, she started unbuttoning one button on her top. "You see, this is a conjugal visit, but with a difference."
With a seductiveness that she had never displayed before in the bedroom, her hands started caressing the round outlines of her large, full bosoms, barely restrained by her top. Through the blouse, Alexi could see her nipples grow, stretching the fabric.
Tatiana unfastened more buttons on the blouse, pausing with each one for more effect. Finally, breasts and bra, straining at the cloth of the top, sprang out. Licking her lips, she unclasped the front of the black lacy bra, letting her glorious tits flop out.
She continued her little strip-tease, until she was only wearing thong panties, seamed thigh-high stockings and the gold high heels. She posed sexily with one knee up on the chair, resting on her arms on the back of the chair, her firm round butt cheeks waving at him.
"So, have I got your attention?"
"Yes, ok, I get it. You want me to see what I am missing out on while I am in here."
"Oh yeah. But I am just getting started, Alexi. I want you to learn your lesson real well."
He half expected her to pull out a vibrator or something. What he didn't expect was for her to call out loudly "OK, I am ready now! You can come in Hank!"
Alexi almost leapt out of his chair as he saw the door behind his wife open. One of the prison guards stepped into the room, closed the door again and moved toward the near naked Tatiana, who didn't flinch and just kept looking at Alexi. How could this be? The normally conservative, even frigid, Tatiana was just letting some stranger ogle her delicious body, in front of her husband, no less!
"You see, this is going to be a conjugal visit with a difference. To show you what you are really missing out on because of your stupidity."
"Oh my God! Tatiana, stop this now!"
"No Alexi, you just wouldn't listen, and now you will have to pay the consequences."
