Three years had passed since I had my unforgettable affair with my sexy older coworker Diane, and unfortunately, forgettable was exactly what it became between us at work. What used to be a playful, almost flirtatious relationship in the office became an awkward, struggle for your words situation every day. See many of our coworkers knew her husband and her family and so we couldn't ever let on that something amazing had happened between us. I assumed she regretted it and to be honest we never discussed it after that. I left the company shortly after partly for a better opportunity, but mostly to get away from having to face her. The problem for me was still the same. I couldn't think about her without getting hard. And getting the chance to fuck her over and over again 3 years ago only made me want her more and more, which couldn't happen.
I had been dating someone for the past two years and when we had sex I still often dreamed I was inside of Diane. Diane and I kept in touch on the computer but it was sporadic and rare. When a friend of mine asked if I knew anyone that made cupcakes since his daughter's birthday was approaching, I remembered that Diane used to make great ones for work parties so I sent her a brief email asking if she could help out and she quickly obliged. When my friend asked if I'd be able to pick them up for him I was worried how Diane would respond. We had not seen each other since I left the company and I had no idea if she ever thought about me. She responded a few days later that I can come pick the cupcakes up at her house after I get out of work since she would already be home.
On the day of my buddy's party I got out of work and headed straight to Diane's, which was 30 minutes away. When I arrived she answered the door in a pair of fairly tight black stretch pants and a dark pink top that showed off just enough of her lightly freckled tits to make any guy's cock jump to attention. I saw a yoga video paused on her television in the background. The thought of Diane in various positions, with her sexy body sweating made me struggle to focus. I entered the house, gave her a fairly awkward kiss on the cheek and slight embrace, and asked where her husband Ed and their kids were. She said Ed went to pick up three of the kids and the oldest one, Brianne, was at work. At Diane's request I grabbed a seat in the kitchen as she disappeared into the back rooms for a moment. She re-appeared shortly after with a towel that she used to wipe off her face from the sweat she worked up during her yoga workout.
We made small talk about work and her family and I told her about my girlfriend. As I told her, I sensed a tiny bit of jealousy in her face and in her tone as she spoke. I thought nothing of it, as she clearly loved her husband and family and the life she had as the typical suburban mom. She told me the cupcakes were downstairs in her pantry and she would be right back. As she sauntered out of the room, my eyes were fixed on that still firm and shapely ass in the tight black pants. I thought back to three years earlier when I had that ass in my hands and her sweet blonde pussy in my face. My cock quickly tented my work pants as I sat there waiting.
"Dammit!!" I heard Diane yell from downstairs, waking me from my trance. I ran to the steps and yelled down.
"Are you OK? What happened?"
"I'm fine, but I dropped one of the trays of cupcakes and it's all over the floor!"
I scurried down the steps and paused as I saw Diane bent over as she knelt to pick up the fallen cupcakes. Many of them had landed on the icing side and there was quite a mess. A few still remained on the tray which Diane had placed down on the table.
