“Yeah that’s it” I said.
Helen scrolled down and read for a minute. A frown came over her face.
“Hm. They say they are currently backlogged. Wait time is two to three months!”
“Huh. That’s odd. Amber only waited a few days for my new cage.”
Helen looked up sharply.
“New cage?”
“Yeah…the one I have now was locked on this past Monday.”
A thoughtful expression came over Helen’s face.
“What happened to your old cage?”
I frowned. I wasn’t completely sure to be honest. I had other things on my mind when I was at the piercing parlor. I don’t remember what had happened to the old cage after it was taken off.
“Uh… I don’t know really. I guess Amber has it?”
Helen looked excited.
“You really look like an exact match for my husband. Like, your balls look identical.”
I swallowed, understanding where she was going with this.
“And I can’t be sure because of the tube but…well when Rick is soft, he’s like this long.” She held her thumb and index finger about an inch and a half apart. “Let me see it again, really quick.”
I got up again and lowered my pants and underwear. Helen eagerly moved her hand next to the device, comparing the distance between her fingers to the length of the tube. It wasn’t an exact match – my cage looked to be just a bit smaller. I flushed. I was smaller than her husband, who she described as unable to satisfy her. Of course, that was flaccid, I thought. I very well could be as big or larger when erect. If I ever got that opportunity again.
She shrugged.
“Well, maybe not an exact match but I bet it’s really close.”
“Actually, my old cage is slightly larger, so I bet it would work.”
“Really?” She looked at me excitedly and clapped her hands. “Can you get the old cage?”
I thought for a minute. I wasn’t sure how Amber would react, but I didn’t see how I had done anything wrong. I guessed it was worth a shot.
“Ok” I shrugged. “Let me try.”
Helen smiled.
“Awesome!”
I pulled out my phone.
*Miss, I’m sorry to bother you at work. Do you know where my old chastity cage is?*
I waited awkwardly. Helen gave me a quick smile, and then took our empty coffee cups and started washing them in the sink. I used the opportunity to check out her legs again. I had seen her run through my neighborhood quite a bit, and it showed. She was slim and fit and her legs were muscular in a feminine, sexy way. My phone buzzed.
*Haha why? miss your old home?*
I thought for a second.
*Miss, our neighbor, Helen – she lives about 5 or 6 houses down. It’s a bit of a long story but she saw me in my cage the other night. She is interested in locking up her husband and she thinks we’re about the same size. Looks like Latham cages are back ordered for months so was hoping to borrow mine*
There was an immediate response.
*HAHAHAHAHAHA*
I immediately saw the three dots so I patiently waited for her next text.
*1. what kind of trouble do you get into when I’m gone??? 2. why aren’t you doing your chores? 3. it’s in my underwear drawer, towards the back. She’s welcome to it. 4. get your ass back to your chores. 5. CHORES!!!!*
I blanched. She didn’t seem too happy that I wasn’t busy working for her. I got to my feet hurriedly.
“Um…Helen?”
She turned, eyebrow raised in a question.
“Amber said…ah…she said it was ok, and told me where it was.”
Helen tried to suppress a grin as she wiped her hands on a towel.
“Ok! Let’s go!”
She grabbed me by the arm and practically steered me to her front door. We paused to slip on our shoes and a minute later we were walking up the street together.
“You’re not…joking or anything about any of this, are you Chris?” She said, glancing at me.
“No…everything I said is true.”
She shook her head.
“I’m still wrapping my head around this. I mean it’s so crazy. But thirty minutes ago I thought my only options were to remain unsatisfied with our sex life, or sneak around and have an affair. I never thought there was a third option…maybe one that will make us both happy.”
I thought for a second as we walked.
“Well, I don’t know…Rick?”
She nodded in confirmation.
“And I know I’m sort of new to this too. But you should have a frank and open talk with him about how you’re feeling, and see how he feels about chastity. My guess is he’ll be super nervous but might be willing to give it a shot, based on what you’ve said about the porn he watches.”
Helen nodded.
“Yes. We’ll have a really interesting talk tonight after the kids go to bed.”
We both walked down Amber’s driveway, and opened the door. I wish I could have locked it when I left with Helen but Amber had never trusted me with a key.
“Uh…would you mind staying out here? I’m not sure how Amber would feel about other people in her house.”
Helen waved her hand.
“Sure. No worries.”
“Thanks – it’ll only be a sec.”
I hurried to Amber’s bedroom. I sighed as I took in the mess in her room. For someone that expected such cleanliness from me, she certainly didn’t keep things tidy herself. Clothes, books, and random objects were strewn all over the floor. I felt something under my foot and realized I had stepped on a condom wrapper. I tried to put that out of my mind and went to her dresser.
I pulled open one of the drawers. I was met with the sight of dozens of bras. They were fairly well organized, folded and laying in rows in the deep drawer. I tentatively ran my fingers over the lace of a particularly sexy bra. I didn’t see my cage so I opened the drawer above.
It was her panty drawer. I caught my breath as I saw just how many sexy panties she had. Some of them I had bought for her at the lingerie shop where Claire worked, but many of them I had never seen before. I wondered if they were from Ms. Sutton’s boutique. I fumbled through some of them and felt something hard and metallic pushed towards the back. I retrieved a small velvet bag. From the weight and shape of it, I knew it was my old cage. I hurried back to the front door.
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