Miss Beth kissed me goodbye in such a sexy way that i felt like a million dollars. She also stroked my crotch and giggled as her fingers felt my caged cock.
A while ago Miss Beth used to speak to a guy on fetlife who was interested in chastity. He used to wear a cb6000 at weekends and some evenings but would never wear it to work for fear of it being discovered. I remember thinking it was a silly restriction that he put on himself and that nobody would look that closely.
Starting a new job, in a heavy steel device, with a uniform of thin trousers was interesting. I tried as hard as i could to not think about it, and by and large didnt. But throughout the day, at various times i was very conscious of being in chastity. Chatting to a colleague in the toilet whilst trying to make an adjustment, imagining being searched at work (Yes, it happens where i work) and getting an uncomfortable chaste semi at the thought of being found out. And If the kiss goodbye made me feel amazing, it paled into insignificance to the kiss i got when Miss Beth picked me up at the end of the day. I felt amazing.
Miss Beth looked at my counter the other day . . . . . 130 days to go! Thats only 4 months she said. Like it wasnt very long at all.