Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. For pmpkty I showed up at work on a crisp cool Wednesday and started my email run. It looked like I might have to declare email bankruptcy and dump them and start over but I decided to wade through the first hundred or so and decide then. Life is a bitch when you are on assignment for a month. Yeah I know my email works remotely but when I am armpits deep in a Security or Data Center issue I just work and sleep. I even forget to eat on occasion. About midmorning the phone rang and my boss asked me to step into his office. I told him sure no problem and instantly began to sweat. Was there a report I missed because I didn't keep up with my email? Were we having another set of layoffs? Well Hell I would just have to ask. I popped into his office and he motioned for me to sit. He finally swiveled away from his screen and looked at me over his glasses. " Wilkie, I have a big favor to ask you." A deep sense of terror was instantly lifted. I replied "Sure Boss what can I do for you." The boss went on to explain that one of our major clients was having a major issue in their Data Center. They had a little civil war going on. Hardware was blaming the developers and the developers were blaming our package, and our tech support crew saw all kinds of hardware issues. So around and around it went. He apologized for me being out of town so much but wanted me to fly to Florida and figure it out. I hated to tell him I really didn't have a life anyway. He gave me a little kicker for the trouble and told me Jeanie was already making travel arrangements for me. I picked up my travel packet on the way out the door and headed to my little apartment. It's a drag when you realize that you will have to do laundry just to pack a suit case. The email issues were already long forgotten. My Flight landed and a picked up my rental car. The flight was pretty good. I had one Layover in Dallas and a good connection into Orlando. I punched the address into the handy GPS in the rental and headed off to the assignment. The day was pretty much shot but I wanted to get to know the people I was going to be dealing with. At this point they were all just names and voices over the phone. I checked in at the Security gate for The Disney Office Campus and got directions to the building I needed. I parked, dutifully putting the little parking permit on the rear view mirror, and went into the building. Thankfully Florida was a little warmer than home but no so warm I wouldn't be comfortable. I walked in the front door and was met by a guard. He was pleasant and efficient. I was chaperoned to the security office and met the first one on my list. The head of security offered me coffee or a soda and ushered me into his office. I refused still feeling the 4 hour flight. We soon had a mass of paperwork in front of me including non-disclosure agreements and search waivers and what not. I certainly hoped they were as serious about virtual security as they were about physical security. When all the I's were dotted and the T's crossed and the ink was dry he informed me he was handing me over to a Hardware tech as my chaperone. I could tell he was done with me so I politely and quickly got out and let him get back to work. The guard was waiting for me outside the office. And we walked down the hall. The man was pleasant and professional. As we reached a group office, an attractive young lady was approaching from the other way. She was an attractive younger black girl. I would guess between 20 and 25 and she looked about 5'3'or maybe a little taller. It was hard to tell as she was wearing wedge sandals that added to her height. She had a nice figure with padding in all the right places but definitely not fat. I couldn't decide what drew my eyes more the nice brown and red streaked hair that was very straight for a black girl or her flashing light brown eyes. She held out a bandaged hand and we introduced each other. Her name was Monique. The guard was happy to be done with me and I began the stroll up the hall with Monique beside me. I asked her how she got stuck with baby sitting the out of town geek and she laughed. Monique held up her hand and said I am on restricted duty for another week or so. Being a nosy bastard I asked her what happened. She looked me over for a few seconds and then told me conspiratorially that one of the idiot interns had dropped a server on her hand. She then explained he was trying to get her attention so he could ask her out on a date. Well that idiot will be dateless and desperate for yet a few more years I said with a sly grin on my face. My humor got me a few points and I began trying to figure out the politics of the problems. Monique was a true professional. She explained the issue and the positions of the departments but refused to take sides or venture an opinion. I was taken to the office of Data Center operations first. He was a harried little man trying to get his quotas filled, his reports run and his emails answered. I sympathized with him. We then did a quick tour of the actual Data Center. By the outward appearance of it they had plenty of space and horse power but I knew from experience that how it was managed made all the difference in the world. Our next stop was the developer's pit. It was dark and obscure. Way too many piles of paper and workstations running multi monitors so they could run and test code at the same time. The lead developer was basically an overgrown Database manager. It was easy to see he didn't like our package and thought he could write a better one himself if they just gave him a budget and time. We had our own techno geeks back at the home office and I was relatively sure they could program circles around him but he represented the customer so I remained pleasant and diplomatic. On the walk back to the group office used by the hardware techs Monique had a quizzical look on her face. I asked her if the loudmouth stuffed shirt gave her heartburn and she giggled and put her hand on my arm as we walked and said that was a nice way of saying it. I was close enough to smell her subtle perfume and if I was careful, peek down her top. She was casually dressed and wasn't huge upstairs but I surely wanted to ask her if her breast would fit my hand perfectly. The next few hours were pretty boring. Getting access to the mainline servers and setting up performance monitors to see how our software package was running. If it hadn't been for the small talk and light banter I had with my ever present chaperone I would have been very bored for sure. The funny thing was I couldn't see anything that wasn't running inside the norms. Cute little Monique's Data Center had plenty of power and plenty of space. The code was not corrupted. The software bridges were nothing to write home about but they were ok if a bit klunky. I finally broke down and asked Monique what the problem was. Everything was running fine. She told me it was the big batch jobs they ran over night or over the weekend that really sucked. When she told me that a light came on. Just a hunch but at least it was something to look into. I told her I wanted to head out and get a meal and settle in to my hotel. I quickly asked her if she would like to go to dinner with me. A smile crossed her face and she said thank you very much. That was much better than dropping a server on me. She then dropped the bomb on me. She was currently seeing someone, so as fun as it sounded she would have to pass. I sighed and gave her arm a gentle pat and said I would be missing out and told her I would see her tomorrow. She walked me to the door and wished me a good evening. The Hotel was cookie cutter. It was clean and adequate and had high speed. I did go to the bar for a couple of quick drinks and really considered going to a gentlemen's club for a few lap dances to get the memory of cute little Monique out of my head but after I thought about those three CC beer backs I just polished off, I figured the worst thing I could do was get a DUI in a rent-a-car in a state 2000 miles from home. I went to my room and forced myself to wade through my emails. The next day I had a good breakfast and ran up the road to Disney. It took me about 10 minutes to realize I was still on California time and they had all been working for about three hours. I was met by Monique at the door and she had my brand new security pass with her. She walked me to my assigned cubicle and made sure I hadn't forgotten how to log in to the servers. I again was pleasantly surprised by her attitude and her intelligence. Not to mention she was hot. She sat at the desk next to me and tried to get some work done. I commented on her having her bandages off of her hand and she thanked me and said she was still tender but at least she could type. I put myself on task and set up all the performance traps and monitors to see if my hunch was right. I did a complete sweep of the directory structure and queried the communications set and firewalls. I ran a little internal DOS attack and got a very worried looking Net Admin at my desk side in a matter of minutes. I gave my apologies and explained I had to see how things worked. I t was embarrassing for me to have cute little Monique walk me to the bathroom any time I needed to go and she had to remind me to take a lunch break. She did eat with me at the lunch room and I enjoyed her company. I did see her temper flair and her eyes turn dark and menacing when the idiot intern tried to come over and talk. It was cute but I was glad I wasn't on the receiving end. I was having trouble concentrating on eating as Monique was very distracting. Even dressed in business casual she got my blood pressure up. I loved the cute heels she was wearing it made those trim mocha legs look shapely and alluring. At the end of the day I again asked her out and she again let me down with tact and skill. I did tell her I needed to be in the Data Center early the next day and was hoping to see her. The look on her face was priceless. The Data Center was closed on the weekends except for on-call techs and security. I apologized again as she was my assigned chaperone but I told her I needed to see what happened at the end or shortly after the big weekend batch was run. She reluctantly agreed but told me she had a really big date with her boyfriend that evening so she would be tired and maybe a little hung over. I told her I would be fine and she could always take a nap at her desk. We parted ways at the door and I set out to enjoy or at least tolerate the evening. I forced myself to bed early and set my alarm in Florida time. I even asked the desk for a wake up call. The next morning I dashed out of the lobby with little more than a cup of coffee and headed for the Data Center. I really thought I might have found the elusive issue. I checked in at Security and was told my escort wasn't yet on campus. Just as he said that, I felt the door open and close and could here the distinctive click of heels on tile. The Security guard almost broke into an open stare but forced his eyes and mind back into control. I spun to bee Monique as she crossed the lobby. She was a vision of beauty. Her dark auburn and red hair was swept into an elegant style. Her makeup was dramatic yet tasteful. It brought out the blaze and sparkle of her eyes. She had on simple pearl jewelry at her throat and her ears. The dress she wore would have popped wood on a dead guy. It was a simple black cocktail dress with a kerchief hem. It was short enough to show those wonderful cocoa thighs topping the great legs I had noticed earlier. The neckline plunged between those ever so perfect breasts. The cleavage line of the dress was held together by a simple space of pearls and silver with her areolas and nipples just covered. The back was an elegant crisscross of dainty silk ties and this all topped a pair of black and pearl open toe ankle strap heels. She managed to get her security pass out of the most petite clutch purse I had ever seen. As she got close I became aware she was not happy. Her eyes and face were slightly puffy and her eyes blazed black. I silently followed her to our shared office and went directly to work hoping I could find something that would get me out of the doghouse. I set to work and quickly found what I had expected. Some one had managed to breach there firewall and was running a high volume illegal WAREZ sight on there servers over the weekend. Of course this took all the resources so the priority of the batch files was pushed down choking the system. I pulled my printout and went to sing my praises to Monique. She wasn't in the cubby with me so I assumed she went to the ladies room or the break room. As I walked up the hall to find her I caught a glimpse of her in a conference room quietly crying. I had to walk in I just couldn't let this pass. I went to her and asked her if I could help. She was surprised and shocked. She tried the brave soldier routine but as she stood up I just gathered her in my arms and hugged her in a gentle embrace. It seconds the stiffness in her body surrendered to a close embrace. She was soon sobbing on my shoulder as I patted her mostly nude back. I found myself strangely conflicted. Here I was with a beautiful young woman in my arms. I was full of compassion and caring but with that came undeniable lust. The scent of her perfume mixed with her femaleness was intoxicating. The touch of her soft breasts and hips mixed with the smoothness of her near naked back caused me to almost stop breathing. I was holding her to comfort her and still I sported the hardest cock I had managed in years. It was so engorged with blood that it ached. Her gentle sobbing just added to the sensation. With every movement the pleasure my body was experiencing was increased. Slowly through almost painful breaths Monique explained that this was the night she was going to seduce her reluctant boyfriend. She told me that he had explained that even thought he truly cared for her he just wasn't interested that way. She was crushed. The only thing I could think of was the stupid bastard must be gay. She pushed back from me just a little so she could look me in the eye. And asked with a tearful waiver in her voice if it was her? Was she so ugly that no one wanted her? I couldn't think of anything to say so I gently took her hand from my chest and placed it on my raging hard on. The shock was instantaneous. She first gasped but quickly it turned to a coquettish half grin. She carefully let her head fall back to my chest but her hand remained on my cock. In less than a second she returned to me for a deep lingering kiss. I could feel her slowly slip my zipper down as we embraced. Our tongues were tangled in a wet insistent spot of pleasure. My cock flipped out of my now loosened pants splitting the opening in my boxers. Monique pushed away from me and slowly sunk to her knees. The velvet softness of her mouth encircled the crown of my manhood. I could feel the slight puffs of air on my cock Her tiny hand encircled my balls and ever so gently caressed me. I was ohhhh so close. I reached to her hair and entwined my fingers in the piled soft hair on her head. My hand was inserted in her sweep hair style behind the pretty matching pearl clasp that held it up. I grasped her hair down to the roots. I was fervent now a man in need no longer the gentle lover just the beast with uncontrollable desire. The contrast of my purple shaft and passion shriveled white balls against her beautiful black face was breathtaking. She was looking up at me with tears still streaming from her eyes as I ran my cock in and out of her sucking mouth. The tightness of the opening to her throat was exhilarating. I continued to pump her face on and off my shaft. I drew right to the brink and then stopped her. I had to hold her head tight to get her to quit. I pulled my cock from her lips with a wet pop and the look of frustration was clear on her face I snatched her to her feet and again kissed her deeply with passion. She wanted to caress my dripping wet cock but a slapped her hands away. I had other plans for her. I reached beneath that sexy kerchief hemmed cocktail dress and ripped down the lacy black thong she was wearing. With it at her ankles I spun her and bent her forward at the waist. Deep inside me I wished I could be slow and gentle but now my need far out weighed any rational thought. I flipped her skirt up on her waist and ran my hand over her sexy nakedness. My hand came down hard on her ass cheek. She squealed with delight mixed with pain as her cheek turned crimson. I let my thumb slide carefully over her winking anus down to her pouting pussy lips. Monique's breath was coming in short ragged gasps as I slipped two fingers deep into her moist slippery pussy. My dripping cock head was sliding over the red hand print on her ass. I slipped my fingers out and let my cock head slip between the hot puffy lips of her labia. Some where in my foggy mind I knew I should go slow and careful but I was lost in lust. I pushed my ramrod straight prick home with a single solid thrust. The out rush of air from Monique's lungs told me all I needed to know. On reflex she tried to straighten up but a grabbed her by the now loose jumbled length of hair and forced her back down. I was pistoning hard and fast now and I took the other hand. The one with wet sticky fingers and put them to her lips. As she looked at me with pleasure saturated eyes she sucked my two wet fingers deep in her mouth. That was all I could stand. I tried to shoot deep inside her but her body was racked in orgasmic bliss and I was dislodged. The feeling of the cool air hitting my cock head pushed me over the top. As Monique was trying hard not to collapse I shot a massive load over her upturned full ass and onto the beautiful calla lily tattoo on her back. We sank carefully to the floor of the conference room and held each other close as we regained our breath. when I could speak with her cradled in my arms a told her "Well I find you attractive." She looked at me funny and began to laugh in her wonderful voice. She finally replied "Ya think!" and we both laughed again. After we had sufficiently recovered I managed to bring us back on task and explained my findings. She was amazed that I had solved what seemed like such a complicated problem with simple logic. She asked me how long it would take to fix. I looked at her carefully and told her that I could get rid of them in an hour or if she felt we needed to work on this problem for awhile maybe I could make it last a week or two. She hugged me and told me she would be by my Hotel to consult on my findings every evening I was in town.