Waiting for Hailey

I went home that night and played video games for a while, but grew bored with that before long and went to my computer instead. Out of habit, I visited a few of the porn sites that I had bookmarked and browsed them until I felt a sharp twing of pain from my penis. As my dick began to swell, it would hit the downward curve of the cage, keeping me from getting erect. It didn't take long for me to learn my lesson and I turned off the computer and went to bed in the earliest that I had in a long time for a Friday night.

Sleeping had it's own difficulties, as I soon found out that I couldn't sleep on my stomach because the cage was uncomfortable to have under me. Several times through the night, my hand would brush against the metal cage and the sensation would wake me up only to be reminded again about my unfortunate situation. My fitful night of sleep ended early Saturday morning as my daily case of morning wood arrived, and the ensuing discomfort that my cage brought made me get out of bed to take a piss, relieving at least some of the pressure.

Since I was already up and wasn't going to be able to fall back asleep, I texted Hailey.

Sam: Good morning! Good luck with your reporting! Let me know how it goes.

I got a bowl of cereal from the kitchen and sat down in front of the television when my phone buzzed.

Hailey: Thanks Babe! You think I picked the right outfit?

A selfie she took followed, with Hailey all made up and wearing a cropped tight black t-shirt that showed off her tight stomach. Hugging across her chest was the school mascot, an angry black bull, printed in shiny gold with the words, 'Go Bulls!' underneath. For bottoms, she wore a pair of black leggings with gold piping, and as I remembered how nice her ass looked in leggings, I had to think of other things before my penis began stirring again. Around her neck, I saw that she was still wearing the necklace with the key to my cage.

Sam: You look fantastic. I'm sure you won't have any problems getting an interview!

She texted back a heart emoji and then sent another picture, this time with her shirt lifted up to show off a new bra. It was lacy, black and gold to match the rest of her outfit and the moment I saw it, I felt the blood rush to my penis, making me wince in pain. In the selfie, I saw the little gold key nestled between her soft sweet tits.

Sam: Damn, Hailey. You can't send me pics like that while I'm wearing this cage!

Hailey: LOL Good to know that I still get you hard! An emoji of kissing lips followed, and the next message, I gotta go. David's car just pulled up! Bye!

I hadn't thought about it, but it made sense that David would pick her up for the game. Hailey didn't drive so normally I took her everywhere we went. I just wished that her new chauffeur wasn't someone who obviously wanted to get into her pants. I tried to push that thought out of my head and reminded myself that Hailey was my girlfriend and she wouldn't cheat on me, the same way that I wouldn't cheat on her. Instead of wallowing in worries, I kept myself busy with projects around the house while I waited to hear from her.

I didn't want to bother her too often, since Hailey had told me that she didn't want to be distracted today, but after lunch I couldn't wait any longer and sent a quick text.

Sam: Hows it going? Good I hope.

I went outside and mowed the lawn while I waited for her response. An hour and a half later, tired and sweaty from mowing, I checked my phone again but had no response from her. The rest of the day seemd to drag on forever as I waited to hear from Hailey. I couldn't find anything to watch on the T.V. that caught my interest, or video games I wanted to play, and of course, browsing for porn on my computer was completely off the table. When supper rolled around, my parents noticed my sullen mood, but I just told them Hailey was busy today and I was just missing her.

As the sun set, I began to think something might be wrong with my phone. Obviously, whatever game the basketball team had played today must have been over by now, and even figuring in the drive home, Hailey should have home by this time. Checking my phone and seeing there was still no message from her, I decided to call her mom.

Hailey's mom had always liked me and when I caught her, she answered in her usual cheery voice and asked me how things were going. After a little chatting, I asked if she'd heard from Hailey lately, and that I'd been expecting to hear from her, but hadn't. She seemed a little confused, telling me that her daughter had called and said that the team had won their game, and now they were going to have a little victory celebration so she'd be out a bit later than she'd expected. Hailey's mom told me that she'd just assumed that I was going with Hailey. Telling her that I'd had other plans so I couldn't go, I thanked her for the information and said good-bye.

Staring at my phone in frustration, I decided to check with the only other person that I knew who would know where Hailey was. I found the text that David had sent me a week ago and messaged him back.

Sam: Hey David. Have you seen Hailey lately?

This time, my phone buzzed just a minute after I sent the text.

David: Yes I have! I've seen a LOT of her lately. She's right here.

Sam: Could I talk to her?

David: idk... She's got her hands full right now. I'll let her know you texted once she can talk again.

Sam: Thanks

I put my phone down and sighed, disappointed that I hadn't been able to talk to her, but happy that she was all right, at least. I read a novel for a while and after still not hearing from her, decided to go to bed early again, tired from my listless night before.

It was 2 a.m. when my phone began ringing and I'd been sleeping lightly enough that I caught it in time to answer it. I saw Hailey's picture pop up on the screen and gave her a groggy greeting, "Hello?"

"I'm home, Babe," she answered and I could hear the drunken smile on her lips.

"Hailey? I've been waiting all night to hear from you! Where were you?"

"I'm sorry, Babe... We won the game and then all the guys said that we had to have a victory party and I guess I lost track of time. Mmmmm.. I'm so fucking tired now."

She was exhausted and I was already in bed, so I didn't want to push her for more explanation. "Well, why don't you get some sleep and maybe I can come over tomorrow and you can tell me all about it? Sound good?"

Hailey gave and annoyed groan and paused before answering back. "I don't know.. I'm so tired and drunk and sore... The team really wore me out tonight. I think I need a day just to recover from our celebrating."

"We don't have to do anything big," I said, trying to talk her into spending the day with me. "We can just hang around on the couch and.. Netflix and chill?"

"No, Babe. I'm totally wrecked and I just want to sleep tomorrow."

Frowning, I asked, "Could I just come over for a little and you could take that cage off of me? I had a hard time sleeping last night and I'm getting--"

Hailey cut me off, her drunken voice taking a sour tone as she snapped, "I'm too tired and I don't want to hear you whine anymore. Why don't you go to bed and I'll talk to you on Monday at school, okay? Good night."

She hung up on her end and I was left staring at my phone. She'd never hung up on me before and I had think that it was the **** talking. Neither of us usually drank too much, even at parties, but I had a feeling that David made sure that her cup never ran empty while they were partying together.

I tried to fall back asleep but between the conversation with Hailey and the discomfort of my cage, I spent the rest of the night tossing and turning.