I am a pc repair technician for my county school district, having now worked there for over 12 years. At the time this event happened, I had not been working there for but about 3 years, and our director wanted to take a new step in how we serviced all of our schools (we are one of the biggest in the state). This meant, assigning a more seasoned tech at a High or Junior High in a "region", with each tech having about 4 schools to manage. We were given a least seasoned tech to train and who would provide assistance. I took the high school and elementary school closest to home (rank does have its privilege) and my assistant got 2 elementary schools. He did a GREAT job, enjoyed the fact that I was there for him if he needed me, but gave him as much freedom to do as he pleased and still get the job done. Something I learned in my Navy days.
I had not been there long, when I got a ticket to set up a bunch of computers for one of our ESOL teachers. I STILL do not know a lot of the acronyms we use (in 20 years of navy service, never learned close to half of the ones we used then), but ESOL is English As A Second Language. In other words, people who transfer in from, oh, say, Puerto Rico who don't speak any English, we teach them to in these classes using software like "Rosetta Stone" and other methods. That was when I met Ms. Carin Michaels for the first time.
At first, nothing stood out. She wasn't tall, in fact, a bit short for me (I am 6'1"), no Hollywood body, which I am not really attracted to. Too much work for the woman to maintain, not to mention the cost of makeup, and I am not really into women that cake it on in layers!! Makeup is there to ENHANCE the natural beauty. If you have to use SO much makeup that you are in the makeup chair for almost 90 minutes each day, you need to think about things. What she had were EYES!! That is the first thing I am attracted to, but man, her eyes were like space black holes. They pull you in, and there is no escaping. And, I could feel it.
We introduced ourselves and we chit chatted for a few minutes as I learned what she taught, what ESOL and Rosetta Stone were, and with every word, she was drawing me in. Before she finished talking, she had me to the point of being her slave at the snap of a finger. I have never had a woman have that kind of influence on me, but, sadly! I AM a professional, and I shook it off. Got her computers all fixed up like she wanted (I am all about GOOD customer service, so I do go the extra mile now and then to earn respect and trust), wished her a good day, said it was very nice to meet her, and she returned the sentiments, and I headed back to my office. Thankfully, there was a restroom within a few feet of my office, because she had me in such a state, I had to stop in and jerk off! I shot a load of cum like I had never shot before. I even amazed myself. Since I do NOT believe in wasting any cum, I licked it off my fingers, swallowed it on down, finished getting cleaned up, and went to my office. For the rest of the day, she was all I could think about. HOW to I approach her and tell her how bad I wanted to fuck her until she couldn't see straight??????? The next day, I didn't have to.
Towards the middle of the day, I got another ticket that 3 out of 6 of her PC's would not turn on. I returned to her room, and she greeted me with her smile, again and those soul sucking eyes. I went over and found that the power strip had been unplugged from the wall.
She looked at the end of the strip in my hand and asked "Could the kids have kicked it out of the wall socket?" all the while, she had placed her free hand in the small of my back. "Sure, happens all the time! Well, she said she would fuss with them and remind them to keep their feet flat on the floor when they were using the computers. I ask was there anything else I could do, and she said something I didn't understand, and when I said "I'm sorry, I didn't catch that!" she said, "Oh, nothing. Was just thinking out loud, no, no thank you! That should do it!" Again, I excused myself and as I turned to leave, she let her hand drop down to firmly grab my ass cheek, then on down to her side. I returned to my office, and in my total NAÏVE way, kept thinking, did she grab my ass???????????? I have to tell you, I was pretty shy as a kid and, well, nope! Never really outgrew that! Definitely not used to any woman showing me "attention".
Now, I have a tendency to stay late and get my paperwork finished up, so, it was about 15 minutes after quitting time when another ticket from her came in. I grabbed my tool bag, the ticket, and headed to her room. When I got there, she was fussing around in the HUGE closet in her room, so I poked my head in to let her know I was there.
