Gay Bus Badday Dreamers Ch. 1-4 - Original

Horton,” he said while knocking on the door jam to her office!!! “Come on in, Craig,” she said without lifting her head from her paper work, “please take a chair, I'll be with you in a moment!!!” “Sure, no problem,” he said easily while plopping down and picking up a magazine to thumb through, “sure has been nice weather we've been having, isn't it!?!” “Yes it has,” she said while directing her attention towards him, “now, for the reason I wanted to see you, it seems as though you're not keeping your mind on your work!!!” Not quite sure where she was coming from, Craig asked nervously, “You aren't satisfied with the way I do my job!?!” “No, it's not that,” she replied evenly, “it's just that ever since you started working for me, how shall I put this, that everytime I see you, you seem to be, ahem, sexaully aroused!!!” Craig's face immediately turned a bright shade of red as he stammered, “T-that's just not true, ma'am, I-I'm sure that you'e mistaken, I just do my job and mind my own business!!!”

She looked at him impassively and asked, “Why are you lying to me, son, do you take me for an idiot!?!” “Uh, of course not,” he mumbled, now very unsure of what the heck she was trying to accomplish by this line of questioning, “it's just that I don't understand what this is all about, that's all!?!” “Stand up,” she said coldly!!! “What for,” he asked, now fully aware of what was about to happen!?! “Just do it,” she snapped, “and I mean now!!!” After taking a deep breath, Craig slowly stood up while at the same time trying to stand sideways away from Paula Hoton's ever present gaze!!! “Turn around and face me,” she ordered, “and make it snappy!!!” After making an audible gulping sound, Craig slowly turned around until he was standing face to face with Paula Horton!!! “Just as I thought,” she said with a slight huskiness in her voice, “your erection is clearly visible through your khakis, and although you're only eighteen, you'd think that you'd have a little more self control!!!”

“So,” she asked, “what do you have to say for yourself, “come on now, speak up, I don't have all day!?!” “I'm very sorry, Mrs, Horton,” he said while staring at the floor, “it's just that you're so, I mean you're very. More Info .