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LoveintheYear2000
Love in the Year 2000
By Katie McN <katie@katie-mcn.com>
(c) Copyright 2002, Katie McN
Hi, I'm Bill Condrief and I'm the Chief Computer Systems
Administrator for FirstBanc of Texas. Well, I used to think
that computers were my life, but the Y 2 K computer problem
changed all that for good. It was kind of interesting how
it happened, so let me tell you all about it.
---
Every one of the Computer System Administrators and
Technical Programmers working at FirstBanc Headquarters was
told to come in on the night of December 31 just in case
anything went wrong when the year changed over to from 1999
to 2000. Bank management was determined that no customer
would have the slightest computer problem on January 1, and
plenty of time and money had already been spent to make it
so.
I guess people passing by the FirstBanc Building might have
wondered what the heck was happening in the financial
center of Dallas on that night. Starting at about 10 PM,
there were computer geeks dressed in tee shirts, jeans,
tennies and whatever walking into the building along with a
bunch of New Year's party goers who were heading on up to
the Dallas Petroleum Club which is also located in the
FirstBanc building. I must tell you that those in the
bad sports jackets and boots were sure hoping that
us computer geeks weren't on the way up to their club.
Would have caused a real negative sensation, that's for
sure.
Anyhow, the techies all got together in the Bank Operations
Center on the fourth floor. We already had two practice
runs without a single hitch so no one expected any real
problems. We assumed that the victory celebration would be
the most eventful part of our effort.
The bank still had some legacy IBM equipment in place.
Well, the stuff presented the highest risk, of
course, and it made sense that I would be given the hands
on responsibility for those systems. This included a bunch
of work stations, RJE terminals, network servers and the
operator consoles for the two disk drive farms located in
the dark rooms upstairs.
Everyone was assigned to a two person team. I was pretty
lucky in that respect being on the same team as Amy Laurent
who happens to be the very best Technical Programmer in the
Bank. I figured that between the two of us, we could handle
anything that came along no matter what it was.
Each team had a printed task list describing systems and
equipment they were supposed to test after the clock struck
midnight. We all left about 10 minutes before the hour so
we could start our review process as soon as the clock
passed 12. Amy and I were assigned equipment that was
located on different floors of the building, so we used the
main building elevator to get to our first check point in
the Funds Transfer Department. We were there and ready to
start when we heard the citizens of Dallas begin their New
Year's celebration.
We happily found that everything was operating just the way
it was supposed to work. No, we didn't find a single
problem, so it looked like all the work everybody did in
advance of the New Year paid off. I kind of figured it
would be like this, and started feeling a little bit proud
of our success as we checked off our assignments one after
another.
After we put a check mark in the last box on our review
sheet, we got in the elevator and pressed the button for
the fourth floor operations center. It was kind of nice
that we were able to get everything accomplished in less
than an hour, and we didn't have to stop to fix a single
problem either. Pretty easy night's work.
Well, if you don't count what happened next on the
elevator.
Somewhere between the eighth and ninth floor, the elevator
came to an abrupt stop and started making a strange low
pitched humming sound. Around the same time, the elevator
lights dimmed to about half power and stayed that way even
after the humming sound subsided. Whatever the power
problem was, it messed up the elevator phone, too. The
phone was dead when I picked up the receiver to make a call
for help. The "Press for Emergency Only" button didn't
seem to work either when Amy pressed it.
Well, none of this really bothered me too much because I
knew that we would be missed fairly soon, and someone would
come and find us before too long.
I didn't have anything else to do so I happened to notice
that Amy looked kind of interesting in her tee and
jeans. Never saw her dressed like that before, and it gave
me a real good idea about what she might look like
underneath her clothes. For some reason, this was the first
time I noticed she was that cute. Wonder how I missed that
thought?
"Bill, I'm afraid. Elevators scare me to death and being
trapped in one is just more than I can take." Well, she
moved closer to me while she was talking, and I somehow
just naturally put my arms around her to calm her down. I
said a few things about how we would be found soon, how
safe elevators were, and anything else I could think of to
take her mind off us being trapped.
Guess I said the right things cause she snuggled closer to
me and seemed to relax a little bit. When she put her arms
around me, I didn't know what to make of it, but she sure
felt nice so I just went along for the ride.
She was smiling real nice when she looked up at me. I
noticed that her face looked pretty as a framed in
her long hair, and I don't remember ever seeing her
wear her hair down over her shoulders like that before. Her
big brown eyes sure made a nice contrast to her silky white
skin, and my, my, her felt mighty fine pressed up
against my chest like that.
I didn't know just looking at someone could end up in a
kiss, but it sure enough did. It was a real nice little
kiss, I must say. I guess she liked it as much as I did
because it led to another much longer and far more
interesting kiss. I kind of tried to slip my tongue in her
mouth and found that she was there just waiting for me.
That kiss just seemed to last forever.
Now I'm not real used to doing stuff like this. In fact,
I've never had a friend other than for a two day spell
in elementary school. Somehow my body seemed to like what
was going on, though. Well, that bulge developing in the
front of my pants must have been real noticeable to her the
way she was pressed up against me and all, but she didn't
let on that she was aware of it, although she did seem to
be pressing against me a little bit harder than before.
She pulled my out of my pants and then I felt her
hands on my back. It seemed like some sort of low voltage
electrical charge was passing through her fingers as she
trailed them up and down my spine.
I was more than a little surprised when she took my hand
and put it on her breast. Well, I was interested in
learning a little more about her and so I pulled her
shirt up a bit so I could do some exploring of my own.
Guess I wasn't moving fast enough for her, though. She put
her arms straight up in the air, and seemed to be waiting
for me to take her off. Well, I just went ahead and
did it, and, as I was admiring my handiwork, she unhooked
her bra and threw it on the floor right next to where her
shirt was laying. Shoot, I'd seen some nice looking
in magazines and all, but nothing compared to what Amy had
on display there in that elevator.
I thought I was going to rip through the front of my pants
the first time I touched her bare tits. Man, she sure felt
good. So very soft, but firm, too. Just don't exactly know
how to explain it, but I sure did like the sensation.
While I was concentrating on her boobs, she got my belt
undone, pulled down my zipper and was working on helping me
out of my pants. As you might guess, I was a little nervous
about this development, but my dick seemed to like it so I
figured it couldn't to play along.
We were kissing and touching and holding and just liking
every minute of our love making. Next thing I knew, we were
on the floor and our clothes were coming off real easy
like. She had the most gorgeous body I could ever imagine,
and she must have liked mine the way she was rubbing and
holding everything like she just opened a treasure chest.
Amy climbed on top of me and let her rub up and down
on my chest. I was willing to lay there for a mighty long
time letting her do that to me, I must say. I did manage to
grab on to her ass and kind of check it out. Her butt felt
just as nice as her tits. I could get real used to holding
on to stuff like that.
She slipped her hand underneath her body and soon found my
very erect cock waiting there to say hi. I sure was
impressed with myself for not cumming as soon as she
grabbed on to my dick. She used her hand to guide my
swollen member to where she wanted it, and then lowered
herself on my dick in a way that it slipped real easy into
her pussy. Amy sure did feel good, kind of like a wet
tunnel of love.
Amy started moving up and down in a leisurely pace and I
joined in kind of matching what she was doing. That didn't
last for long, though. Pretty soon we were thrusting and
pressing and moving as fast as we could. Kept feeling
better and better, I must say.
I wanted to touch her everywhere and she seemed to want to
do the same thing to me. Her back was smooth as silk, and I
felt the energy in her thighs and arms. We both started
making some sounds that would be hard to describe using
just words, and we got louder and louder as things
progressed towards a climax. She must of gotten off at the
same time I did because she made some new noises just like
the ones I was making. I came with an explosive blast that
filled her with my cum, and filled me with an excitement
I'd never known before.
We held each other real tight for a long few minutes. Well,
I never experienced anything like that before and wanted to
savor every bit of it. After awhile, she broke free and
started kissing me on the chest and biting on my nipples.
Then her tongue moved down my chest, over my stomach and
down toward my dick. Well, my penis was resting at the time
figuring that it had done a mighty fine job of fucking and
so could take the rest of the day off. It found out
different as she kissed past my stomach and seemed to be
heading toward my cock.
When she took my now semi-rigid member in her mouth, it
jumped to attention right away. She on my dick and
got all the leftovers, that's for sure. I was standing tall
and looking good in no time, and my dick certainly did like
the way she and kissed it.
I pulled myself over her this time and we had a repeat
performance of what we did before. We lasted a little
longer, but the end result was just as pleasurable. When we
finished round two, we couldn't do anything except just lay
there, holding each other in total exhaustion.
The elevator suddenly started to move again, so we
scrambled into our clothes, and we were still buttoning up
when the door opened on the fourth floor. Good thing no one
was standing around there, or we would have been caught for
sure.
Seems as though no one found a single Y 2 K problem that
night, and of course, Amy and I didn't mention the elevator
seeing as how it took care of itself. Well, after everyone
congratulated each other on our big Y 2 K success, we went
over to her place. The two of us stayed in bed for most of
the day, but didn't do too much sleeping, that's for sure.
---
Here we are a year later in the Adolphous Hotel Honeymoon
Suite only a few hours after our wedding. Things happened
real fast for Amy and me, but I'm certainly not
complaining, not one bit.
"You know Amy, it sure was lucky that we had that Y 2 K
problem with the elevator. I don't know how we would have
gotten together if that hadn't happened."
She started laughing at me and said, "Billy, you're the
silliest I every met. I was interested in you ever
since I started at the bank but all you ever could think
about was computers and such. Well, I decided I had to do
something to get things started, so when I was assigned to
write programs for Environmental Systems, I just added a
little virus of my own to the Elevator Control subroutine.
Worked pretty well, don't you think?"
Dang, boy, you learn something new about computers
everyday.
The End
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