Day at the Office

"But that's just so disappointing!" Amy groaned as she had another bite from the poke bowl she had for lunch.

"Don't know what to tell you Amy. Nobody's made a comment one way or the other. I mean what are people gonna do walk up and tell me that my ass looks fatter than normal today?" Brendan responded between chews. He had been recounting his very uneventful day to Amy and clearly that wasn't what she wanted to hear. But what was he supposed to do. The most excitement the day had had for him so far was waking up. He had stumbled to bathroom in the morning and became wide awake when he was met with the reality it was going to take some adjusting to pee correctly. Turns out it was alot harder to aim with a tiny cock but once he was by that the morning went rather smoothly. Pant's up, shoes on, adjust the tie and out the door. Hell the foot fetish hadn't even been much of a problem today until Amy had joined him for lunch and taken her feet out of her heels. Now she had crossed her legs and had one of them bobbing close to his knee drawing his attention like a moth to the flame.

"We gotta figure out some way to check without blowing the whole thing.... I guess I could start a little girl talk with Gigi and check what she thought of your little package." Amy smiled.

"No, need to go talking to anyone's ex's now." Brendan quickly interjected. Georgina, commonly known as Gigi around the office, was a cute short Mexican girl that he had spent the better part of 2 months seeing a year ago. They hadn't left on bad terms just both accepted they weren't long term fits for each other, but that didn't mean that he needed Amy bringing her into this. "I'll figure something out so don't go spreading rumors so quickly."

"Alright. Alright, but if you don't figure something out I'm sure we'll have a fun conversation. I wonder if she knows about your thing for feet as well?" Amy whispered as Brendan felt her foot caressing the inside of his leg moving up towards his thigh.

"Amy plz not at work!" He managed in a hushed voice. He was already rock hard again before she made it up to his inner thigh stopping midway to his crotch.

"So sensitive!" She giggled. "What is that all it really takes for the little guy to tucker himself out?"

"You tell me. You're the one who did this." Brendan shot back as he tried to re-arrange his crotch. "Thank god sandals aren't the fashion rage right now or I wouldn't be able to get anything done around here."

"Ohhh I didn't realize it would be this distracting to you. I'll see what I can do to help."

"Yea turning it off would be great thanks." Brendan said looking at her expectantly. But she didn't say anything. She just kept smiling as he felt her pantyhose clad foot slide up his leg once again. "Amy come on.... not at work." He begged.

"Oh you wore underwear it'll be fine. Took all of 2 squares of toilet paper to clean myself up last night." She grinned as she rubbed back and forth inches from his shrunken cock. "Just a little benefit of your size don't you think? Besides if your pants get messed up I think Christine might have something in your size now." She teased as her foot finally came into view on his crotch. The sight combined with the sensation drove Brendan over the edge as he tried to maintain his composure as he emptied a load into his underwear.

"Amy come on that was-" He started trying to maintain composure before she interrupted him with a kiss.

"Sorry I couldn't resist." She whispered in-between kisses. "I promise to make it up tonight. Now I'd go clean up before it gets worse."