I sat there pretending to check my email. What I was really doing was watching the hottie sitting behind the Help Desk trying not to look bored. I'm a college senior. For the last two years, I've come to my university's computer lab and have tried not to stare at the girl who works in here.
She's not the typical girl that most college guys drool over. She has curly brown hair, brown eyes, and is kind of short.She's the kind of woman who has a few extra pounds on her, but they're in the right places. I looked at the email message in front of me on my computer screen. It was more crap from my friend talking about some the UN or some such bullshit. I usually just delete his email. This time, though, I moved my cursor to the "PRINT" icon and pressed it. The printer behind the help desk hummed as my friends email message was printed up. I didn't want to keep a printed version of the message any more than I wanted to read it, but it would give me the opportunity to talk to the hottie.
I approached the help desk, and smiled as we made eye contact. "Hi, Jake," she said as she grabbed the message that I had printed.
"Hi, Mandy. It looks like you've had a long day," I said. Damn, she was cute As we chatted, I stared at her perfectly shaped breasts and full lips. I thought about great it would feel to ram my cock deep into her hot, perfect ass. As I left the computer lab with my worthless printed email message, I finally decided that I would ask her out the next day. I had been asking around, according to a friend of a friend who knew her, she was single. What was stopping me?
The next morning, I arrived at the lab hours before my first class of the day. The lab had just opened, and I knew that we would probably be alone again. It was a Friday, and I planned to ask Mandy if she wanted to get together during the weekend. The second I walked into the lab, though, I could tell by the serious look she gave me that something was wrong.
"Jake," she said, "there's something I need to talk to you about."
"Sure, I responded, "what's up?"
"Look here," she said pointing to the screen of the computer she sat in front of. I looked, and that she was logged into my university email account.
"Jake, from time to time we monitor the mail that comes through our system. While we were doing this last night, we found mail in your box with links to several porn sites."
I couldn't believe it! I had always seen the signs around the lab that said that online activity may be monitored, and I knew that if someone was caught downloading porn that they would lose their email account for the rest of the semester. I never in a million years, though, thought that they would catch me. I had signed up for a few porn sites by using my university email address so that I wouldn't have junk mail cluttering my private account. I couldn't believe the invasion of privacy that that the university had perpetrated by reading my email! "So" I croaked through my dry throat, "what's going to happen?"
"Well," Mandy sighed, "you email account with the university is cancelled for at least the end of the semester. Next semester, you can sign up for a new account, but you'll be on probation with the Computer Science Department. That means that your university email, and your online activity here in the lab will be monitored for two months."
"All right," I finally sighed. "If it means anything, I only used my school email address..."
