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Mash had long since left her wild days behind, trading them in for a stable job as a manager and a committed relationship with her loving, though slightly boring, boyfriend, Tom. They were comfortable, happy even. But everything was about to change with the arrival of the new recruit at her office.

Sitting at her desk, swamped with paperwork, Mash could barely lift her head when her colleague poked into her office to share the news.

“Hey, Mash! Just wanted to let you know, we’ve got a new recruit starting tomorrow. You’ll be overseeing him,” they said before quickly leaving.

She sighed, dropping her head into her hands. "Great... another thing to deal with," she muttered under her breath. Exhaustion clung to her bones, and she wasn’t sure how much longer she could keep this up. Being a manager was draining, and lately, she'd been questioning if this monotonous life was really what she wanted.

Later that evening, as she lay in bed with Tom snoring beside her, her mind drifted. The idea of training a new recruit was the last thing she wanted. "Just another thing to stress me out," she thought, turning over and shutting her eyes.

Morning came, and as Mash walked into the office, she saw him. Alex. Her heart skipped a beat. The world around her blurred as recognition dawned on her instantly. Alex, her former fuckbuddy from years ago. A man from her past she thought she'd never see again, the man who used to make her body come alive in ways she hadn’t felt since she’d settled down with Tom. He looked just as good, if not better, than she remembered — confident, chiseled, and completely unaware of the bombshell he’d just dropped into her life.

“Alex…” she whispered to herself, her breath catching. He, on the other hand, didn’t seem to recognize her at first. Why would he? She was one of many girls from his past, after all.

Throughout the day, she tried to focus, but her eyes kept drifting to him. His cocky grin, the way he effortlessly charmed everyone in the office. She couldn’t take it anymore. Finally, gathering her courage, Mash walked up to Alex, grabbing his hand discreetly.

“Follow me,” she whispered, leading him to a more private spot in the office. Her pulse raced, and her palms were sweaty. She turned to face him, swallowing hard before blurting out, “Do you remember me?”

Alex raised an eyebrow, his cocky smile widening. He paused, thinking for a moment, and then it hit him. He let out a low chuckle, a glint of recognition flashing in his eyes.

“Oh, yeah…” he said, eyes darkening with mischief. “I remember you now. Your pussy was so tight back then.”

His words sent a shiver down her spine. She opened her mouth to say something, but no words came out. Alex wasted no time. Grabbing her ass, he leaned in, whispering into her ear, “So… what do you say we meet up after work? You know, for old time's sake.”

Her body trembled at his touch, memories flooding back. She hesitated, biting her lip. “I’ll think about it,” she replied, her voice barely a whisper. “I’ll let you know by the end of the day.”

Back at her desk, Mash couldn’t focus. Her mind was racing, her body betraying her with each passing minute. She crossed her legs, feeling the pulse between her thighs. The thought of Alex… of what they used to do together… it was consuming her.

Her body ached with need, and no matter how much she tried to suppress it, the memories kept coming. She could still feel his hands on her, the way he used to make her scream in pleasure. But now… she had Tom. Sweet, gentle Tom.

But it wasn’t enough.

The temptation was too strong. She excused herself and rushed to the bathroom, locking the door behind her. Pressing her fingers between her legs, she leaned against the wall, imagining it was Alex touching her, fucking her like he used to. She had never masturbated at work before, but she couldn’t control herself. Not today.

“Oh… god…” she whimpered, her body convulsing as the orgasm washed over her, intense and overwhelming.

When she returned to her desk, panting and flushed, she made her decision.

“One time won’t hurt,” she thought, convincing herself. “Tom won’t find out.”

As the workday ended, she texted Alex: I’ll meet you at the hotel. One time only.

At the hotel, Alex was waiting, leaning against the wall with that familiar cocky grin. The moment she walked in, he wasted no time. His hands roamed her body, grabbing her breasts with a low groan. “Damn… I missed these,” he said, kneading them roughly. “What made you change your mind?”

Mash blushed, stammering. “I-I just… I’m doing this only once, okay?”

“Yeah, yeah,” Alex chuckled, grabbing her chin. “Now stick out your tongue.”

Her heart raced as she obeyed, her tongue slipping out, the heat between them building. She hesitated as she began to remove her clothes, nervousness creeping in. She hadn’t been with anyone but Tom for years, but Alex’s presence had a way of making her forget everything else.

Her breath hitched when Alex’s pants dropped, and she saw his cock. Her eyes widened, heart pounding in her chest. “I forgot how… big you were…” she murmured, eyes glued to his length.

“Glad you remember,” Alex said, grabbing her hair and guiding her head down. As she began licking the shaft, he groaned, “You haven’t lost your touch… you still know how to work that tongue.”

Her mind was a blur, the taste of him filling her mouth as she moved faster. When he came, she swallowed every drop, her cheeks flushed as he praised her. “Good girl,” he murmured. “Swallow it all.”

By the time Alex slid inside her, she was already trembling with need. Each thrust sent her spiraling deeper into pleasure. His cock stretched her in ways she hadn’t been in years, her eyes rolling back as she climaxed around him. He filled her completely, and when he came, it was deep, his cum flooding her insides as she shuddered in ecstasy.

Mash barely managed to compose herself as she stood by the door, putting her shoes back on. “This was fun… but it ends here. We can’t do this again,” she said, her voice wavering slightly, still catching her breath.

Alex leaned back, smirking, clearly unconvinced. “Sure, whatever you say,” he replied casually.

But it didn’t end there. A few days later, Mash was with Tom, trying to enjoy their time together, but as he slid inside her, she felt… nothing. His cock didn’t fill her the way Alex’s had, and her mind wandered back to the hotel, to the way Alex had made her feel.

When Tom came inside her, asking sweetly if she felt good, she only gave him a weak smile. “Yeah… it was good,” she lied. Later, in the bathroom, she angrily cleaned out his cum, annoyed that she hadn’t even come.

The next day, Mash found herself texting Alex again: Can I come over tonight? Just one last time?

That evening, Mash stood at Alex’s door, her heart racing with anticipation. Her eyes sparkled with lust as she asked shyly, “Do you like the outfit I wore for you?”

Alex chuckled, pulling her inside. “Yeah, I do,” he replied, his hands already on her body.

As the days passed, it became harder to hide the truth from Tom. One evening, as Alex was fucking her from behind, Mash’s phone rang. It was Tom. Alex laughed, holding her phone up. “Your boyfriend’s calling,” he teased.

Mash answered, her voice shaky from the pleasure. “I’m... I’m a little busy with work, babe,” she managed, biting her lip as Alex pounded into her harder. “I’ll call you later, okay?”

Weeks later, Mash came home late once again, her legs trembling and cum still dripping down them as she opened the door. “Babe, I’m home!” she called out, trying to sound casual. “Sorry, there was overtime again…”

Tom smiled, oblivious as always. “No worries, love! I’ll get dinner ready.”

Mash smirked to herself, glancing back as if Alex was still watching her from the shadows. "Shh... don’t tell my boyfriend," she thought with a wicked grin.