What is Bailey doing here?

You decide to eat your lunch in the breakroom today, trying your best to focus on anything but your attractive coworkers. Your arousal is so ever present at this moment that just the mere hint of skin causes your cock to throb in it's cage.

'...542, 543, 544, and 545!' As you finish counting the tiles on the ceiling, you notice a familiar figure walk past the door to the breakroom.

"Wait a minute... Bailey?" You shout out in confusion, jumping out of your chair after her.

"Oh, hi Connor." Bailey turns around, nervously playing with her hair, not explaining at all what she's doing in your workplace.

Your eyes narrow in suspicion. "What are you doing here Bailey? Shouldn't you be at college right now?"

"I had no classes this afternoon so I thought I'd come and have lunch with my friend Mandy who works here. Why, is that a crime now?"

"No..." you reply, your suspicion waning. 'That does seem plausible.'

"Good, well if you're finished playing twenty-questions, I was just about to head home." Bailey stops as if just remembering something. "Actually, but first..."

Before you can stop her, you feel her reach out and grab your cage through your trousers, giving it a few firm tugs.

"God-damn-it Bailey!" You hiss quietly, trying not to draw attention to yourself. 'Oh, no...' You feel your cock start to react to the stimulation.

"Enjoy the rest of your day bro!" Bailey just gives you a wide smile, flashing you her pearly whites before leaving.

'Satan, please take back your demon of a daughter.' You pray as you slowly make your way back to your cubicle.