Monday Lunch

Sandra spent the rest of the morning squirming in her chair. She was feeling sexy in her outfit, and the interaction with her boss just pushed all the right buttons. Often, her mind would wander to the small vibrator in her purse. Looking across the desk at Chris wasn’t helping either. She could almost feel him enter her as he bent her over the desk. Whenever she looked over at Chris, he seemed to smirk at her.

The clock barely flipped over to noon when Sandra grabbed her purse and headed out the door. When she got to her car, she was happy to see that no one had parked close to her. She quickly gets in and hikes her skirt up around her waist. Taking another quick look around, she pulls the vibe out of her purse and presses it against her damp panties. She closes her eyes as the vibrations course through her body. Soon she has the gusset of her panties pulled to the side, the vibe pressed against her clit as her fingers plunged in and out of her needy pussy.

The wet sounds of her fingers get interrupted by a light tapping on the window. She opens her eyes to see Chris staring down at her. Between the shock of being caught and how horny she had been all morning, she cums hard, staring into his eyes. Catching her breath, Sandra rolls the window of her car down.

The scent of her sex hits Chris as she looks up at him with a hint of shame. “Blowing off some stress during lunch?”

“Umm…”

“I noticed you seemed wound-up this morning, and I was worried about you. I see you found something other than **** to relax you.”

“You aren’t going to tell anyone, are you?” She bites her bottom lip, trying to look innocent, but then realizes that her skirt is around her waist and her fingers are still inside her.

“Hmm. Let me think.” He pauses and acts like he is thinking it over as his eyes rake down her body, which only makes his erect cock even harder. “I’m sure our boss would have some rather interesting ideas for punishment, if he were to find out.”

Sandra shivers as several ideas flash through her mind. “Oh gawd, no. Please don’t. I don’t want to know what his twisted mind would come up with.” As soon as she saw the reaction on his face, she knew she said too much.

A smile crept across his face as the realization that he had trapped her dawned on him. “Maybe we should discuss all of this at my place after work. We wouldn’t want anyone overhearing our conversation.” He blatantly looks over her half-naked body again before turning around and leaving.

Sandra watches him leave and wonders what she has gotten herself into this time. She gets some tissues from the glove box and cleans herself. Noticing she soaked her panties from the morning’s distractions, she takes them the rest of the way off and tosses them into the glove box before straightening her skirt and heading back to her desk.

Josh decided that he needed to get out of the office and stretch his legs. While the chastity cage was helping him focus in some ways, it was distracting in others. Of course, the smile that Stephanie gave him that morning didn’t help with his cock’s complaint about its confinement. As he left the building, he was both happy and sad to see that she wasn’t at the desk.

The cloudy day meant that it wasn’t overly hot out, but also that there weren’t many people around either. As he walked down to a little park, he picked up lunch from a food truck. The fresh air and the decadent mac and cheese from the food truck relaxed and rejuvenated him.

Stephanie is visibly frustrated when he walks back into the office building. “What's wrong?”

“Oh Josh. Do you know anything about computers? My mouse was working before lunch and right after I came back from lunch. I ran a quick errand and when I came back it wasn’t responding.”

He looks over the desk. “Well, it has a cord, so it isn’t the battery. I see light on it, so it has power. Have you tried rebooting it to see if that works?”

“I don’t know how without the mouse. Can you come around and do it?”

As he steps behind the desk, he notices the snug fit of her top, as well as her knees sticking out from the hem of her skirt, but pushes it back to the back of his mind. Squatting down so he doesn’t put his butt in her face, he presses a few keys and the system is rebooting. Once the login screen appeared, he shifted to the side and turned his head away from the keyboard. He inhales deeply as she slides her legs across his ribcage, getting closer to the keyboard to enter her password. The light whiff of her perfume only made his cock surge in its cage even more.

“You can look now. Did that fix the mouse?” Josh moves the mouse, and they watch the pointer move. “Yea! Thank you so much.”

“Um. Yeah. No problem. In case you need to reboot with just the keyboard, just press Alt and F4 until you get a message about shutting down Windows. Then use the arrow keys to select restart and press Enter.” Seeing that she didn’t seem to move, he leaned away from his crush and moved back around to the public side of the desk. “Call IT if it happens again.”

“OK. Thanks again.”

Josh heads upstairs to his desk in some ways grateful that the cage restrained him, but in other ways cursed the same restriction.