It had been a long, long time since I had cum that hard, or even that much. I had quite literally given her breasts, both of them, quite a cum bath, w...ich she had obviously taken a great deal of delight in receiving. With it still running, and then dripping down between her breasts, she finally stood, leaving me to stand there hanging onto the side of my own desk, still breathless and weak in the knees. I turned, watching as she slipped back into her skirt, her shoes, and then finally slipping. The only thing to do was to pull down my pants and prove it to her. So I did. I stood up, unbuckled my belt and pulled my jeans and jockeys down.Mary's eyes got real wide as she looked at me. I know what she was seeing; a patch of light colored pubic hair with just a little tiny cock-head peeking out."Oh, Mack," she said. "I'm sorry that I doubted you. Can I touch it?" She was already reaching out her hand. I didn't say anything; I just let her touch me. She first ran her fingers gently around. I got up and slinked toward the front of the bus. The driver said, “I need to check. The package you turned in, is the information on the turn-in sheet correct?”“Yeah.”“Thank you.”I nodded and crept out of the bus, and with relief at the professional reception I had gotten bought a bottle of whiskey to celebrate the success of my midterms. I got home and drained two shots quickly. I was nursing a third over a mystery novel when someone knocked at the door. I opened it to see the bus driver.With. I couldn’t help but find myself attracted to that little girl voice, sweet and slightly hoarse, and lamented that our time was drawing to a close.She pulled out her phone and dialed, turning slightly away from me as it rang through. I tried to surreptitiously appreciate her pert ass, which was impossibly curvy in comparison to her tiny little body, and actually realized I was finding myself growing hard in my running shorts. I tried to distract myself from her body, but couldn’t.