Seven days had passed since Katrina had come home that Friday evening and had made me eat her cum filled pussy, all the time my cock locked in the CB 6000 and where it had stayed since. I had fallen asleep, eventually, with the taste of Steve's cum coating my tongue and if I'm honest, couldn't wait to taste his, or someone else's, thick spunk from Katrina's pussy again, IF she decided to treat me.
I was finally beginning to get used to the chastity device, Katrina had adjusted it so it was more comfortable, yet still tight enough that there was no chance of me being able to escape from it; I had no idea where she had put the keys so I was completely at her mercy for when I was going to be able to have an orgasm.
When we had got out of bed on the Saturday, Katrina had been like a kid at Christmas, especially when she had found a text message from Steve on her mobile phone, saying how much he had enjoyed their evening together and inviting her out with him the next weekend.
"You don't mind do you babe?" she had asked. "He's suggested that we go away overnight to Manchester, at least that's far enough away that we're unlikely to bump into anyone we know."
Manchester was an hours drive away but it was Katrina's reference to someone we knew that reminded me about the previous night. "Did you see anyone while you were out last night?" I asked.
Katrina played coy, but with a wicked glint in her eye. "Well, I think there might've been a couple of guys there from your work, but I'm not sure whether they saw me." She added, "Then again, I wasn't paying them too much attention so I couldn't really be sure either way."
I was on a week off work so if what she was saying was true, it'd be a while before I found out, although I knew that gossip like that would spread like wildfire around my office so within a week half the building would know. The strange thing was though, while I was nervous as to how I would handle any awkward questions, the thought of people talking about Katrina and how she was maybe having an affair behind my back was a thought that I found quite arousing, albeit just mentally as my cock was unable to get more than semi erect at the best of times.
Unfortunately, the week off had also meant a lot of time alone at home, Katrina out at work and doing god knows what, while I was left frustrated. Still, it was what I wanted and Katrina had over the last few days began to use my chastity for her own ends, having me spend ages licking her pussy in the hope that she would finally relent and allow me some release, but she hadn't so far. I was so confused, I desperately wanted to cum, to feel an orgasm ripping through my body, yet I also loved the fact that I couldn't.
Anyway, despite asking me about going out with Steve, Katrina had every intention of going regardless of what I said and it was tomorrow (Saturday) that she planned on meeting him. Katrina had taken today off work and was upstairs getting ready, having told me we were going into town to get her some new clothes for her 'date'.
She came downstairs looking gorgeous as always; she had also picked out my clothes, making me dress up slightly more than usual as I was to buy her lunch out. Even so, my CB 6000 was securely in place, covered in a pair of pink lace panties underneath my jeans, which I had deliberately chosen as they were a slightly looser fit.
