My second job, around 1983, was at a Personal Computer store, International Computer Systems. At that time, I managed the largest independent computer store in the country, located in Coral Gables.

These were the beginning days of PC’s, before the XT. We had a 2 floppy IBM-PC and an Apple II. About the best software you could get was Visicalc. We were barely past DOS 1.0.

Now for the good day.

It was hectic every day, as there were 3 times as many people who were tire kickers as there were buyers. We were a block away from a Computerland Corporate store, which we out-sold mostly on hustle and knowledge.

If you go back to my first job, and hanky panky at the office, I talked about being picked up by the cologne girl at the escalator. Her name was Leila. She was scoping me out as we all went out together at the end of the day, and she picked me out as her target. This is the girl who they made the joke about being able to suck the chrome off of a trailer hitch.

Needless to say, it worked. I took her out on a date. If you read the story at the link, I’d been pulling a lot of ass at the time, given the place that I worked. It only took one date to get her to the bedroom. I found out that she had a special talent with her mouth. By far, it was the best hummer I’ve ever gotten. Some have been really good, but she took it a step beyond into being the best. While we dated, it was anytime and anywhere. She even said that she wanted me to sleep well, so that meant nightly.

Of course, she had the obligatory ponytail holder on her wrist.

Well, time took its toll, and we moved on, but she lived a block away from my computer store.

Here’s the good part.

After not seeing her for months, one day, she came into the store. I was on the phone in my office in the back, as it was the weekly call to order inventory. It was a total crapshoot as to what we were going to sell, but I’d be on the phone for about 30 minutes getting what I thought I’d need.

I was happy to see her and waved her in. She came in knowing she was going to blow me as she was grabbing my crotch while I was trying to remember what size memory chips I needed. I signaled for her to go close and lock the door, and before I knew it, my pants were down.

As she was performing her magic, I finally had to tell Sam at the warehouse that I’d call him back.

It’s 2 o’clock in the afternoon of what I thought would be another day of drudgery, making deals on PC’s. Instead, her head is in my lap, bobbing up and down. Her technique was so good that it was over pretty fast with no mess. She loved to swallow. I zipped my pants up, called Sam and told him what had happened, and she just left as she knew I was busy.

It’s not often that you get a hummer at work, and it’s usually not spontaneous. It made for a great day. The whole thing ws her idea as I hadn’t talked to her in a while.

I told everyone when I got home, and my friends all wished they were me, because I told them how good she was at it when we were dating.

Those were the days when HR didn’t ruin everything fun at work.