Plans made, plans change

A beat drummed through Bailey’s head accompanied by an electric guitar as the old theme song to the Ghostbusters movie went through his mind. His heels clicked on the ground with every small step as he made his way through the small hallway between the departments on the floor. His moved with a smile on his lips as his hips swayed and he sang softly to himself as he made his way to his current report, Mr. George Brannon. “I like ain’t fraid of no ghost.” He tilted his head from side to side happily as he quietly sang to himself, thinking about how he was going to bust the power hungry jerk. “If you're seeing things, totally running through your head. Who can you call?!” He mentally yelled the next line. ‘GHOSTBUSTERS!’ The normal smile on his few grew a few degrees before he let out a giggle as he came within sight of his target's office, he wasn’t even sure why the song had popped into his head, it wasn’t as if he had heard it recently.

Holding his cell phone in hand that normally should be locked away in his purse and at his shared desk he flipped through a few options so it would start recording. With that done he put the phone inside his blouse, sticking it close to his side so that his bra strap would hold it in place. He could already imagine Amanda with a bright smile on her face as they embraced and kissed one another deeply. He felt a spike of arousal as his daydream took flight, her office door closing. The two of them ran their hands over one another, each of them pulling their blouses apart before their hands slid up another another's skirts, their flesh pressing together. Bailey took in a sharp intake of air as he tried to bring himself back to the present and pressed his forearm to his chest to push in on his now erect nipples so no one noticed. Centering himself, prepared to go in and flirt with the balding man, feeling thankful his wandering thoughts went where they went instead of where they went that morning. ‘Better Mommy than Auggie… like waaay better!’

With the door slightly ajar, Bailey knocked lightly as he stepped in. “Good morning Mr…” Bailey’s words fell away once he stepped in and saw the office empty. “Well, sugar…” He complained before plopping down in the man’s comfortable leather computer chair, not considering how his skirt looked without smoothing it out as he unconsciously crossed his legs at the knee. Chewing on his bottom lip he bounced his foot as he tried to think. ‘He is like maybe in the bathroom? Should I go and… no that is like a terrible idea. Okay, umm I will wait a bit for him to come back.’ Moving his hand the feminized man clicked a key on the keyboard to bring the computer to life, his hopes dashed when he saw the computer was locked. ‘Okay, I can check his schedule back at my desk I guess.’ It felt both odd and frustrating to Bailey, this man had literally bent him over this desk and spanked him and yet he was coming in here planning to just sit down in his lap, run his white painted nails across his chest to flirt with him and he was upset about not being able to do it. Well more accurately he was upset he couldn’t manipulate him into confessing things or getting him on tape sexually harassing him. Bailey gave no thought to his own actions, only his actual desire to not have anything to do with the man.

Planning to give him a few minutes, Bailey kept himself hyped up at the idea of being his girlfriend’s personal super hero for saving her job. She talked about having something else lined up and he was happy to hear it, but he doubted it would still be there waiting if Brannon fired her for some fudge covered reason. It only took about two minutes before he lost sight of the prize as his eyes and then mind started to wander and by then Bailey had his phone back in hand. A game with colorful bubbles moved across his phone’s screen as he played a game that reminded him of candy crush. A few minutes of distraction turned into ten and then twenty as he sat in the man’s chair, completely absorbed by the colorful game. It wasn’t till an email came through Shoedazzle, a website that sold shoes that his concentration was broken and he realized just how long he had been playing the game.

Feeling a bit sheepish he scurried out of the office, leaving the door slightly open like it had been and started to make his way back to his own cubicle. It was when he crossed the eyeline of April Gates that things changed. He had already seen her first thing that morning, she sat right outside Mommy’s office where they held their daily meeting with all the interns. It felt different today, giving the woman he lived a small wave goodbye with his fingers as she went into the room just behind Miss April. The briefing had been nothing special, except today he hadn’t had a chance to really speak with Candi with them now getting separate rides, her from her father. So he hadn’t been expecting the head of the intern program to crook her finger and beckon him to her desk as he met her eyes on the way back to his own desk. “Hi Miss Gates, I’m like just going back to my desk to check Mr. Brannon’s schedule because he like, isn’t in his office and now I’m wondering if he is here today, but I wanted to check it before I said anything to you.”

Speaking quickly to get all his thoughts out so he wouldn’t see that look that made him feel as small as his skipper doll. That same look and sneer he had seen when he hadn’t cleaned up or setup or whatever it was in the conference room for that meeting. “Oh and like I didn’t get a chance to say it, but I love your outfit today, you look gorgeous!”

Blinking her dark eyes April took in the quick ramble of words, followed by the compliment. The girly bimbo act still bothered her, but unlike those that had been around Bailey to slowly see him change, to her his change in character felt drastic and only pushed home how it was all fake. The thing that surprised her though was how different the compliment felt. The previous week Bailey had tried chatting her up about their skirts and clothes and she had mostly brushed the dolled up man off. Not long ago if Bailey looked at her and told her she was gorgeous, specially in ear shot of his girlfriend then she would have thought he was angling to try and have a threesome, but now… now, Bailey looking like he did with his revealing blouse that showed breasts he shouldn’t have and a skirt designed to show off his legs, it didn’t feel like it was coming from someone trying to pursue her. “Yeah, thank you, but that isn’t…” She trailed off before continuing. “You look rather eye-catching today yourself.”

“Thanks!” Bailey responded happily, rocking to the balls of his feet for a second. He really hoped that is exactly what he was so he could get what he wanted, save the princess, and ride off into the sunset as the man he was.

“Yes, well.” April looked Bailey up and down again, just seeing how he dressed everyday had become a habit and she couldn’t believe he would dress like that when coming to work with Amanda. “I didn’t call you over here about work, but if Brannon doesn’t need you today, then I can put you somewhere else.”

“Oh! Can I help Candi!? Remember I helped her and Auggie the other day.” Talking with his friend while they worked sounded like a much better day and Brannon would be around tomorrow he figured. What April said next was lost on Bailey as he thought of the day he helped Candi and the amorous young man, their time on the couch and the feeling of his warm hands on his…

“Bailey?!” April said, snapping her fingers when she noticed his green eyes had drifted off and glazed over. ‘I told him he had to act the bimbo to really sell it… I wanted him to feel… he is doing it to annoy me!’

“Hmm? Oh, umm sorry I was just thinking about, umm stuff.”

“Yeah, I know exactly what you were thinking about.” April rebuked. A smirk came to her face when she saw Bailey’s eyes go wide in surprise, knowing she had hit the nail on the head when she thought he was doing it on purpose to get a rise out of her. Calling him on his malicious compliance she pushed ahead. “My brother is going to invite you to my mothers house for dinner tonight.”

“Oh, okay.” Bailey said with a few shallow nods of his head, still reeling from the revelation that the devious woman knew not only what him and her brother had been up to on that couch in the makeshift break area in the file room, but knew he had been thinking about it. “Do you want me to umm, what?”

“My mother wants to meet you, so we are going to have a little family dinner with you included.” April said with a roll of her eyes. She at first had thought to instruct the pretend bimbo to blow off her brother or say that she would go and just not show up, but now she had a better idea.It annoyed her when Bailey did his passive aggressive malicious compliance to her with acting the bimbo like she told him, but acting like that in front of her mother would be a perfect way for the pretend relationship to come to a close without her having any blame. Her brother was a mama’s boy and if she didn’t approve of Bailey things would end in a way that could be the most gentle breakup so he didn’t get hurt from being a big enough idiot to get involved with Bailey to begin with.

“We, we are?” Bailey questione.

“Yes, that.” April said, pointing her finger at Bailey. The way he tilted his head just slightly to the side, fluttered his extended lashes and all the way done to his tone of voice, it was all a perfect representation of the character of the empty headed girl he was portraying. “That is exactly how you will need to act at dinner.”

“Umm, like what?” He asked, truly confused.

“Are you really going to make me say it?” April glaring at the feminized man. She wanted to just wait him out, use the silence between them as her ally, but the way he just kept that confused look on his smiling face made her think she wasn’t going to win that contest. “At dinner with my mother, just act just like you are now. Not a thought in your head, and make sure it is clear you just can’t keep your hands off my brother.” She said with a smile, remembering the first time she brought a boy home to meet her mother. April had gotten a harsh glare that could have melted a glacier for holding hands under the table. Just one of the many reasons she didn’t bring any prospective men around any more. It was odd how strict her mother could be with showing affection at the dinner table, yet find it not out of place at all to ask when they were thinking about getting married or how many grandchildren she should expect.

Biting his bottom lip, Bailey’s eyes drifted over to the closed office door behind the darked eyed assistant he reported to. “I should like, probably ask to make sure it is okay.” Being brought home to meet Auggie’s mom did not sound like the type of commitment he wanted to make and pressing his body into Auggie’s muscled chest and kissing him in front of his mother made Bailey feel uncomfortable.

Standing up from her desk April waved her hand in the air, bending only her wrist as she swatted the rebuttal away. “I will take care of that for you,” Her smile grew into something more wolfish as she spoke, just thinking about what her friend would think when her boyfriend, or ex-boyfriend went to go meet his own boyfriend’s mother. She had teased Amanda back on that first day at the park about the two of them, but she couldn’t imagine her taking it well. Or at least not in a way to Bailey’s favor, but definitely into Derrick’s.

“Okay, but like, umm. Auggie has to ask me in person, not like over text or anything. Kind of a big moment an all that right!” Bailey said with an uncomfortable giggle, already trying to plan on how to avoid the taller man for the rest of the day so he could just go home like he had originally planned. ‘Auggie will be in the basement and like I have a diff lunch than him so that totally won't be a problem and he is way taller than the cubicles so I can just avoid him if I see and then… yeah, and then at home Mommy and I can sit down and watch a movie or like one of those home remodeling shoes she likes.’

“True enough, now you get back to work Ms. Best, I think you have spent enough time gossiping about your personal life.” April pointed off in the direction of Bailey’s cubicle so he didn’t pretend to be ditzy enough to kill some time wandering around.

‘Personal life! Playing kissy face with Auggie at your dinner table isn’t like my idea of a good time!’ Bailey thought a bit irritated she flipped her switch from boss of personal life to boss of work life in an instant like she wasn’t the same person that was blackmailing him all because she knew what he had done in the movies with her brother, not that it was his fault that Auggie’s thick member had gotten in his mouth and he had no idea how she knew about what happened in the file room. ‘Gah! She can be like, so, so, just a meanie!’ The happy expression on his face had only slipped for a second as he mentally insulted her. “Back to work for me.” Bailey said, turning around not thinking about how ridiculous he looked trying to stomp away in his tall stiletto heels. “Gah, like I don’t know why Mommy made her my godmother, don’t know how they are friends let alone best friends. Even Aunt Megan is nicer…’ As he walked away that thought lost most of its steam when he really considered the events of his recent life.

Getting back to his desk Bailey fixed his lipstick, some of it having been wiped/eaten away when he chewed on his bottom lip. The simple act of looking at his face through the camera function of his phone and sliding the red creamy stick of lipstick across his lips helped Bailey calm down. He had so wanted to tell Miss April no and just flat out tell her off for suggesting such a thing happen, but something in him told him that wasn’t the right way to act. His mind still repeated his good girl motto, but with having to repeat it as often as he did some of its lessons just naturally seeped into his everyday life. With his face back in order he was able to go about his original task and check his targets calendar and was saddened to see it was booked solid for the entire day. “Shoot.” Bailey said looking down at his cleavage, his chest pressed up and together from the pushup bra, his exposed stocking covered legs coming out of his short gray skirt. ‘Dressed up for like nothing.’ He let out a sigh. ‘What should I wear tomorrow? Maybe that red dress and I can like wear a blazer over it to make it all professional?’

‘Mr.Brannon is like busy all day, so I like should go talk to Miss April… Miss Gates, but she like… no because she will put me somewhere Auggie can find me and like working with Candi and him today would be waaay worse.’ Bailey then snapped his fingers as an idea struck him. The face of Candi’s father had popped in his mind when thinking of other things he could do. ‘I could go and see what Dadd… Mr. Connors is doing and totally help him today!’ Bailey scrunched up his nose as the mental snafu and mentally cursed his fake sister for making him refer to the man as such too often for the mental slip up to happen.