Flip
And her red hair cascaded down around her shoulders. I had her try the process again after the patch was applied.
Success. She smiled her stressed out smile, that end of the month accounting group overworked, I’ve got to close the books smile she uses.
“Good to go?”
“Yep, I’ll be able to get my reports done now.”
“Excellent, let me know if you have any other issues.”
“OK”
That has been out relationship. I’m the computer geek, she’s the head bean counter. I make sure the trains run on time, she counts the cars as they go through the station. She calls me when she needs something fixed on or in her computer. I go to her to justify why I need to spend hoards of capital on new toys, er, equipment.
I wander back to my office, pit that it is papers everywhere, equipment laying about, it a wonder I can get anything done at times. But it’s home, they leave me alone and I can get my work done.
The monitoring software seems to be functioning properly. I can see the network - BEEP
(now what)
“Hello”
“Again, I just patched it, OK hang on I’ll be right over”
(Damned Microsquish, wish they’d write good code)
Back over to accounting, I’m not supposed to be this busy on a Sunday for cripes sake. Suzanne is on the phone. She motions me in and in front of her machine. It all seemed correct. She hangs up the phone.
“look and this.”
“what?”
“This crap in my mail”
“it’s porno-spam just get rid of it”
“No look at it.”
I look.
Typical cheap sleazy HTML porno-spam. You can filter until hell freezes over and you still end up with this crap.
“OK, I’ve violated company policy by looking at this, what is the point?”
“The point is it’s trash”
( I’m not getting it..)
“ It’s not interesting, it doesn’t make me want to click on the button”
(huh? she called me over to discuss this?)
“So just delete it.....”
“What I’m saying is any woman with half a brain could do better than this”
( I think she's been at the numbers too long.....)
“and your point...”
She bends over her desk, her gaze fixed on me”, It’s not sexy!”
“I agree it’s not”
I’ve not been this close to her before. Nice perfume. Don’t dare look down. Thought about it oh shit too late. DOH!
The sight line was excellent right down the blouse through the bra and through her cleavage. Nice view.
uh oh, busted.
“You like what you see?”
“It’s an interesting vantage point.”, I figure now I’m either toast or it could get interesting.
“Can’t really judge, but I ‘m intrigued.”
She stood up straight, cocked her hip to the right, placed her hands on her hips and smirked at me.
“Well if you’re not interested”
“Hey now, I said I was intrigued but could not judge”
