Monday morning Tiffany greets him with a smile. As her gaze was dropping to her desk, Sam could have sworn her head stopped about crotch level and a corner of her mouth turned up.
He turns in his key at Macy's desk and starts his work week. Throughout the day, his mind plays back what he thought he saw Tiffany doing that morning. This fed the seed that Macy planted the previous week, and he imagined that more of his were looking at the bulge that his cage created.
That evening he went to the gym. As he was getting off the treadmill, he noticed a couple of women he had seen in the gym frequently. They saw he caught them looking at him and started giggling. Sam thought about going over to introduce himself and then Macy's joke about the cage was false advertising flashed through his mind. Embarrassed, he went to the locker room to grab his stuff before heading home.
The next morning he paid closer attention to Tiffany. This time as she was looking up from her desk she stopped and looked at his crotch briefly. For a brief second there was a smirk on her face, before she quickly changed it to a smile as she looked up at his face. Sam could feel his face burn red as his cock also reacted. He mumbled a greeting and rushed for the elevators.
During lunch he looked at the site that Macy gave him again. While the link she gave didn't go to the smallest version they sold, it was nowhere near the largest. He wished he knew what size he was currently wearing. He added the suggested one to the cart and headed back to work. The fact that Tiffany was smirking really confused him. She couldn't know about the cage. Was her view about him changing?
When Sam got home, he got a rough measurement of his current cage. The piece that Macy had sent the link for was the next size down. Sam looked at that one and the next smaller one and tried to decide between the two. Sam knew he was feeling more and more self conscious of others seeing the bulge of the cage, even if they didn't know what was causing it. Unable to decide, he buys both, figuring he can see how they feel over the weekend before deciding which one he would be locked in for a week.
The following day, as Sam is heading in to work he gets a message from Macy. "I have an unexpected meeting at a client's location for the rest of the week. I have left an envelope with your key in it at the front desk with instructions for Tiffany to hold it for you until Friday."
Sam cusses to himself at his bad luck. "Well, it could be worse. She could have kept it all weekend and not give me the key back until the following Friday."
When he walks into the office Tiffany waves him over. "Did you know Macy left an envelope for me to give to you?"
"Yes, she sent me a message about it."
"OK. Well, I'll get it to you on Friday." She gets a big grin on her face. "Have a good rest of the week."
Sam mentally squirms and feels his cock press against the cage as he heads to his desk. Now Sam is wondering if Tiffany knows about his predicament or if it is just his mind playing tricks on him.
Thursday afternoon Sam gets a text from an unknown number. "Hello Sam, this is Kelly. I'm Tiffany's friend."
"Hello. It is nice to hear from you."
"So she said you are kinda cute and that I may find you interesting."
"Well, I have never been told I'm cute, so you'll have to take her word on that. As for being interesting, I try to experience new things often."
"Being willing to try new things is always good. So I was thinking of meeting somewhere for dinner and then see where things go from there. Let's meet at Tilly's B&G at 7:30. It is a bit early for the place, so it won't be too loud."
Sam follows the link for the place that Kelly wanted to go to. It looked like a complete dive inside and out and he wondered how they kept their food service permit. The menu was just burgers and wings. "I have never been there before. I was thinking more like a family-run Italian place I know."
"I don't like Italian food. You know where I'll be, if you want to go on a date with me."
Not sure how to react, Sam doesn't respond.
Mid-Friday afternoon Sam gets a message from Tiffany. "Hey, I had to leave early because I'm sick. I know Macy wanted me to get you that envelope today, but I didn't have time, so I put it in my purse before I left. I should be able to meet with you tomorrow to get it to you."
Sam feels his stomach clench. "I'm sorry that you aren't feeling well. If you want, I can bring you something after work and pick up the key then."
"Thanks, but I'm really sick and I don't want to see anyone right now. I have some meds already, but if you want to bring me some tomorrow that would be great."
Sam squirms at the thought of going on a date locked. He debates messaging Kelly about postponing the date, but his gut tells him he really won't have a second chance.
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Corporate Punishment
General FictionSam gets what he thinks is his dream job, but when he mistakes, his boss finds unique ways to punishment.
