The entire two hour drive home from the jail for Shawn was spent thinking and worrying about Hunter, he knew he was getting in way over his head with this woman and it scared him, he wanted him home where he could keep an eye on him and where he could meet the woman and make sure they didn't go too far. Pulling into the driveway he ran his hand over his head, he couldn't wait to enter the house and hug his wife and hold her close, he was just so thankful that he had her in his life and didn't have to go through the hell of dating.
Rebecca was worried about her husband, she knew after six months of not seeing Hunter that things could be a little tense with him when he returned home so being a good wife she changed into his favourite lingerie set that he had bought her and just made sure she was perfectly put together for him before she pulled on a robe just whilst she waited for him.
Hearing Shawn pull into the driveway she immediately stood up and shrugged her robe off before she hurried to the entryway and knelt on the floor and put her hands behind her back pushing out her chest and bowing her head whilst she waited for him.
Entering the house Shawn wanted to just hold his wife and get a woman's perspective on exactly what the hell Hunter was thinking but his best bet was that he wasn't thinking at all. So focussed on his thoughts he didn't see his wife in front of him until he'd turned back and shut the front door and then turned back around to enter the lounge and then he saw her there in front of him, "Rebecca? What have you done wrong?"
Not raising her eyes she kept her gaze trained on the floor, "nothing that I am aware of Master. I just thought that after such a long journey and what I know will have been a difficult visit with Mr Hunter that you would appreciate . . . well this."
Raising his eyebrow as he looked, no stared, down at his wife he knew there was a reason he loved her so much and knew she was the woman for him, "stand up."
Gulping she got to her feet still looking down at the floor, "yes Master?"
Hooking his finger beneath her chin he lifted her head so he could look into her eyes, "I love you. You're such a good sub and I will reward you later but for now I would like to talk to you about Hunter."
Biting down on her lip to prevent her face breaking out into the world's biggest smile she nodded her head, "whatever you want Master. Would you like me to put my robe back on?"
Shaking his head he liked the view he had as it was, "no thank you, I like you as you are."
Taking her hand he led her through to the lounge and took a seat on the couch before he pulled her down into his lap, "so when I saw Hunter earlier he said he thinks he has found his one."
Confused she just stared at her husband for a minute not really able to understand, "how? I thought he was in a male only jail and he liked women?"
Running his fingers through his hair he sighed, "he is, apparently she is one of those correctional officer people." The look on his wife's face he was pretty sure mirrored the look he had on his face when Hunter had told him that too, "exactly."
"Isn't it illegal or something for a relationship to happen between an officer and an inmate? I'm sure I heard that somewhere but I might be making it up."
Shrugging his shoulders he had no idea, "I thought that too but I don't actually know. Maybe I should research it before I go back and see him next week? At least then I can confront him with facts and not bullshit."
Smiling she nodded her head, "sounds like a good idea if I am honest. Even if it is illegal it might be an idea to have a proper conversation with him about this woman and try and work out why he feels like he does, I mean at least that way you can work out whether you're dealing with a crush because he is alone and has no other female contact or it is genuine feelings and a genuine belief that this is what he wants with her."
"I knew that coming home and talking it over with you was a really good idea and this is why. If I didn't have you to talk to I would have gone in there and told him he was crazy and to snap out of it not even thinking that it would be better to tackle it from another angle getting to the root of it all first. Thank you Bec, you've been incredible today."
Blushing she looked down at her lap, "you're welcome Master, I am happy that I could help you and hopefully in turn help Mr Hunter."
Lifting his hand he gripped her chin gently and rubbed it with his thumb, "you don't have to keep calling him 'Mr Hunter' you know, he hates it."
"I am aware of that Master but it really is the polite way to refer to him as he is your friend and as you are my Master I should not refer to him by just his first name. I did stop calling him Mr Helmsley though as he hated it."
Chuckling at the memory he smiled, "I remember that day, I thought his head was going to explode he went so red, I do believe he said it made him feel like he was one hundred years old."
His hand dropped from her chin to her legs gently stroking her knee to begin with before his hand slid a little high and his touch got lighter and more teasing.
As Shawn's hand got higher Rebecca's eyes slid closed and her legs dropped open relishing the touch of her Master, no man could ever set her body on fire by a simple touch like he does. Unable to stop herself she moaned as his hand reached the top of her thigh and his fingers gently brushed her panties, "oh Master, you make me feel so good."
On the walk back to his cell Hunter was thinking about what Shawn said and he knew he was right, there were a lot of unanswered questions and those answers he could only get from her but since he had had that moment with her a few days ago she had seemingly stayed away from him.
Walking back to his cell he stood there as the cuffs were removed before he took a seat on his bunk, "does Officer McMahon still work here?"
Putting his handcuffs away the officer nodded his head, "she does. Don't you dare think about hurting her or I will personally make sure that you will never get out of the highest security jail that exists in America."
Sighing heavily he looked at the officer, "I'm trying to be a good inmate here, I have not and would not ever lay my hands on an officer like that."
"It's about the only thing you haven't done."
He had to be good, he could not let his anger get the better of him so he just lay down on his bed and stared at the ceiling not uttering another word.
Rolling his eyes at Hunter the officer just left and as he passed Stephanie at the bottom of the stairs he said, "Helmsley was asking after you."
She was stunned that Hunter was asking after her but she couldn't face him, she was going to keep on doing what she was doing and avoiding him as much as she possibly could.
A week had passed since Hunter had seen Shawn and in that time he had seen Officer McMahon a few times but he hadn't seen her alone and he could not say anything in front of the other officers as he did not want to give them an excuse to take him away to solitary or move him to another jail.
A week had passed and Shawn was back in the visitors room waiting for Hunter. As soon as the door opened and his best friend walked in he smiled, "hello stranger."
Hunter smiled at his best friend as he took a seat and the officer didn't shackle him to the table, "I'm so glad you came back."
Leaning back in the chair he put his hands behind his head as he relaxed a little bit, "so you look a little tense."
Sighing Hunter carefully looked behind him to make sure that the correctional officer wasn't paying any attention to their conversation before he looked back at Shawn, "so I kind of haven't been able to talk to her."
"She's left?"
"Ugh I wish." After a brief pause to compose himself he said, "she still works here, it's just like she is avoiding me. Whenever I do see her she is always with another officer, it's like she won't be on her own as she is afraid about what will happen between us . . . okay that sounds ridiculous but it makes me feel better saying it like that than saying that I had somehow offended her or she is scared of me."
As he listened to his friend speak it suddenly dawned on him that maybe it wasn't as one sided as he thought it probably was but there was just one problem, "so tell me Hunter, why do you think she is the one?"
Confused he looked from left to right quickly before he looked at his friend just to see if he was in some sort of parallel universe, "well that was a change of subject that most women would be proud of. I don't know what it is Shawn, there is something in the way she touched me and how I felt sparks shooting up my spine and the look in her eyes when she looks at me. I can't help it Shawn, I didn't want to have these sort of feelings for an officer because I value my life and freedom but it's like she's got a tight grip on my brain and more importantly my heart and I just cannot shake her off."
Shawn hated to admit it but apparently his friend really did have it bad for this woman rather than just some crush because it was the first woman he had seen in a few months and she was the only one he would see for a few more. As he thought about it a bit more the words were coming out of his mouth before he actually realised what he was saying, "well maybe we need to brainstorm to come up with an idea for you to find out exactly what is going on in her head and see if she is feeling the same things that you are."
Leaning forward placing his arms on the table so they could conspire in secret Hunter couldn't help but feel slightly excited that Shawn seemed to be coming around to the idea of him making moves on this woman, "you really mean it?"
"Against my better judgement I do. If the two of you do make any moves and do get closer and begin a relationship and you get caught it could add years to your sentence and she could lose her job. Despite this I would rather see you happy with the one woman you are meant to be with rather than see you end up in a cycle of crime and have to keep visiting you here because, and I will be honest here, this place gives me the creeps."
Laughing Hunter shook his head, "and to think you get to leave, how do you think I feel most of the time?"
Waving his hand dismissively they'd gotten off subject and he only had a limited amount of time, "back on subject. Is there a way for you to get your cell mate to disappear for a bit so you can lure this officer to your cell?"
"Well considering I don't have a cell mate that would be no problem. I overheard someone talking saying that she is the reason I have my own cell but whatever, I don't care as I hated sharing."
His finger went to his chin as he thought about it, "so she gets you a cell on your own and then she avoids you?"
Smirking a bit he felt like divulging more, "and engaging in a little sexual banter when she brought me back from solitary and was nice when she took me to solitary."
A few ideas were beginning to form in Shawn's head hearing more, "was it coincidence that she took you to and from solitary?"
"Well I don't know about when she brought me back from solitary but taking me to solitary she took me because I kicked off for the other officers."
Rolling his eyes Shawn should have known, "of course you did. Were they happy to pass you off to her when you kicked off?"
Unsure of where his friend was going with this he nodded his head, "well yeah but what is your point?"
"What if you were to kick off, not bad enough to get yourself stuck in solitary but just enough to kind of force them to put her with you and if you could get her in your cell, not forcing it, then you can get your answers."
For the second week running the officer interrupted them just at the crucial moment, "time's up."
Groaning Hunter nodded and sat back allowing the officer to see his hands at all times, "okay okay. Thank you for your advice Shawn and I'll tell you how it works out when I see you next."
Sitting back in his seat Shawn nodded, "next week hopefully. Good luck man."
Standing up as the officer grabbed the cuffs to change the position of them before he led him out, "I hope so but thank you."
Walking back to the jail block he was in a daze, he couldn't stop thinking about what Shawn had said to him and didn't even pay attention when the officer let go of his cuffs or to the fact that there was somebody stood in front of him until he bumped them, "shit, I'm so sorry." It was only when they turned around that he realised who it was, "I'm sorry Officer McMahon, I was thinking and wasn't paying attention to where I was going."
Nodding her head in acknowledgement of what he had said she just turned around and walked off again, she could not stand there and face him with all of these people around, she didn't know what was going to come out of her mouth if she did.
A push to the shoulder brought Hunter back to reality and the moment and he began walking towards his cell again.
As soon as the cuffs were off Hunter lay on his bunk and stared up at the ceiling thinking about what Shawn had said and his literal run-in with Officer McMahon, as much as he didn't want to have to do what he had suggest he actually had no option because apparently she wasn't going to talk to him otherwise, "please don't let me end up in solitary or another prison." Closing his eyes he had plans and decisions to make.