Saturday morning my boss, Mr. Paul Cooper called me into his office and asked me to take a seat.Paul Cooper was HOT. He was around 31, Had green eyes,...light brown hair 6’2 and his body spoke for itself; he looked like someone who worked out a lot.. in the gym, and maybe between the sheets too. But call it my bad luck, he was engaged. He oozed charm and charisma, always dressed to the T. It’s a wonder I could work around him instead of just drooling all the time.I’m 5’9, Long wavy hair, toned. "I had no idea what he was talking about, so I waited for him to continue."About you sir, watching the children." He nodded in the school's direction. "It appears that you sit here often and look at the children." His tone was polite to a degree, but I could hear an edge to it.It took a few minutes for me to realise what he meant. I was horrified that anyone could possibly think that of me. For the second time that day I had to explain about my wife's death, this time adding personal. You are now going to be fitted with a cock cage to prevent you having an erection or sexual release. They will spend the weekend cock teasing and humiliating you. You will get to know every inch of their bodies with your tongue, and knowing that you find them so sexy, you will probably spend a lot of time shedding tears of frustration. Just think, while I am sobbing from having my sexual release, you will be sobbing from the lack of it". All the ladies laughed at this.They fitted the cock cage,. "You know just what Sir needs, please do."I stand up from my position beside You only to kneel in front of You. I place my hands on Your knees and rub upwards toward Your sex. Nibbling on my bottom lip I watch Your expression as lust ignites in Your eyes. Reaching the button, I expertly open Your jeans and tug, helping You shimmy out of them. Your boxers come off most of the way with them and I leave them tangled around Your ankles.I grab Your cock lustfully, and look You in the eyes while.