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Working late.
Date: 4/22/2016, Categories: Fiction, Author: im4real, Rating: 42.9, Source: sexstories.com
The sounds of the key strokes reached my ears as soon as I opened the door of my office. ”Some one pulling some overtime” I told myself, “Better let him know he’ll be by himself in a minute”. Following the rhythmic clicking sounds, I soon find the eager beaver sitting there, her back to me, staring at the screen while fingers race around the keyboard. She hasn’t noticed me yet, being intent on her work. “Hey, are you going to work your life away?” I jokingly ask. Startled, her head whirls around, “you scared me half to death. I thought everyone had gone home already.” The fear fades from her eyes as she recognizes me. “This new accounting program is driving me crazy. No matter what I try the damn thing doesn’t give me same total twice.” “Let me see what you are doing, maybe I can help. This was the same program we used in school, just a few new twists in this version.” Resting my hand on her chair, I lean forward, looking over her shoulder. “Okay, let’s see what’s going on.” For the next few minutes she enters the data as I watch both the screen and her. Funny that I hadn’t noticed her before, her desk is located in the back corner, but I’m sure I won’t have overlooked such a lovely creature. “There, see?” her question jars me from my musings. “The total is supposed to be there” she points with her manicured finger,” not over here.” The frustration is heavy in her voice. “If you change column 2 from a+b>Hn to a-b>Hn , I think you’ll see the results you want”. I point with my ...