We lock eyes from across the table. Memories of our youth come flooding back. Memories from about 20 years ago when we shared our first time. That was during high school. Now here we are, 20 years later at a reunion, talking about all the things that have trapped us to the normality we swore we were too good for. 

But that spark is still there. The excitement of our first time. Back then we barely knew what we were doing. We were so nervous yet so enthusiastic. I can see it in your eyes. I wonder if maybe we could share a similar thrill. Just like then, I brave making the first move, telling you that we should meet later tonight. 

I find myself anxious for your answer. I ask myself the same questions I asked then. Have I just made a fool of myself? What if you say no? Will you laugh at me? Thankfully, you find my proposal agreeable, despite all of the consequences that come with it. Once again, I find myself with my heart racing, having just reignited the spark we had found all those years ago.

Just like in the past, we have to try and sneak out for our little escapade. This time it's a janitor's closet. There, I watch as you hike the skirt of your dress up. In response, I drop to my knees and pull your panties down, eager to show off what I've learned since we last met. As my tongue licks at your slit, you purr with pleasure and begin moaning my name.

I haven't felt a thrill like this in a long time. In fact, I've never even considered having an affair until I saw you again. I imagine much like me, your sex life has stagnated due to all the burdens of adulthood. We didn't know how good we had it back then. Back then we had all the time in the world and like most, we squandered it.

When you cum, it seems to hit you like a sledgehammer, sending shockwaves through your body that you haven't felt in a long time. I give you a moment to collect your breath. A moment which I use to fish my cock out of my pants. We then share a few kisses before you turn around and bend over for me, so without further ado, I plunge inside of you.

You do your best to stay quiet, even though I know how badly you want to let it all out. All the frustration over the last few years. Of course, the risks are now much greater. Sure, getting caught 20 years ago would've been embarrassing, but now it'd cost us everything. Our families. Our careers. Our reputation. Then again, when it feels this good, it's all worth it.

As I continue to thrust, I lean into your ear and tell you I love you. I'm not sure what exactly will come out of this. Maybe we'll never see each other again, or maybe we'll give into temptation and do this again. All I know is that I want this sinful little moment to last forever.

I then tell you that I'm close, and in response you say that I shouldn't dare stop. I oblige, filling you with my seed as you shudder throughout your own climax. Now spent, we hastily get dressed before sharing one final kiss. Next, I leave the closet, telling you the coast is clear as I walk back to my normal life, wondering if we'll ever reignite the spark again.

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