Her name is Menora. She lived down the hall from me, and I had spoken to her a few times when we ran into each other in the hall. She was as close as you could get to being drop dead beautiful, and I am sure if you looked up cougar in the dictionary, you would find her picture right beside the definition. I would sometimes see her arrive at her apt. with younger guys and had seen some of them leave a couple of hours later looking pretty ruffled. They also had huge smiles on their faces. Need I say anything else.
She is 40 years old, (I found out later,) she is blond with a trim figure, and breasts that were just the right size for her body. She walked down the hall with a swagger that just oozed sex appeal, and with a confidence that would blow away most people.
I admired her from a distance, and was pleasent with her when ever I got a chance to speak with her.
All of a sudden one day, I heard a knock on the door and when I opened it she was standing there with a totally frustrated look on her face. She asked me if I knew anything about computers, and I told I knew some stuff. I asked what was wrong, and she told me that she couldn't get her computer to boot up.
I told her that I would take a look and see if I could figure it out. I went to her apt. and started checking the obvious things. I was hoping that it wasn't something serious, and I knew that we had had a major storm the night before, so I thought that maybe her computer had gotten fried by a surge.
I checked her surge protector and it was still working, so I knew that something else was wrong. I started to check around the back of it and noticed that the I/O switch was turned off.
I put it back on and then went and booted up her computer. When I explained what had happened she stated that she had been cleaning back there the day before, and must hit the switch and not realized it.
I got up to leave and she gave me a hug, and a thank you, and I left not thinking another thing of it.
