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them to pull myself up, bringing my face to the same level as his. We both moaned softly and I could tell that he was getting turned on.
    Oh, God, Alex...why can’t I resist you?
    As we kissed, I found myself slowly bucking my hips forward. The bulge of his large cock began to grind against my crotch as he became erect. That was when the logical side of my mind kicked in. I immediately pulled my face away from his and glanced over to the window, where my husband was still seated with my old girlfriends.
    “We can’t do this, Alex,” I said. “At least not here.”
    Alex flashed his boyish smile and then grabbed my hand. He began walking quickly toward the patio door that led back into the restaurant. A burst of anxiety washed over me.
    Oh, my God. William is in there. What if he sees me?
    I didn’t have time to say a word, though. Alex kept a firm grip on my hand and pushed open the door, the warm air of the restaurant covering my skin instantly.
    “Come on,” he said. “Over here.”
    We walked along the edge of the crowd. Luckily, William and the girls were seated on the other side of the room, so we were able to move undetected. Some of my classmates glanced over at me and cocked their heads, a confused look on their faces. I looked down at the ground, avoiding their gaze. Why are they staring at us?
    We stepped quickly past the crowd, but none of them said a word. I realized then, that they didn’t even recognize Alex, despite having been asking about him the entire night. I had imagined that they pictured him to be the same lanky and awkward kid that they remembered. The tall, muscular and handsome man that was leading me across the restaurant was nobody they recognized and the look of confusion on their faces must have stemmed from the fact that it wasn’t my husband whose hand I was holding.
    “Alex, where are we going?” I asked.
    I didn’t want to tell him that my husband was there, because as far as he knew, I wasn’t married. But that fact was definitely making me nervous.
    “Right here,” Alex said, as we quickly turned down a hallway at the back of the restaurant.
    A feeling of relief came over me, as we disappeared from view of the crowd. We came to the end of a hallway and there were three doors, one at the very end and two on either side.
    Without any hesitation, Alex stepped forward and placed his hand on the door handle of the door at the very end, quietly pushing it open. He peeked his head inside and then looked back at me, smiling.
    “What is it?” I asked.
    “It’s perfect,” was his response.
    He stepped inside and I followed.
    “Alex, we can’t be here,” I said.
    I took a couple of steps inside and looked around. We were standing in some kind of office; I assumed it must have been the restaurant manager’s. There was a desk in the center of the room, with a computer on top. Along the walls were some random paintings. It was really just your basic, boring office.
    “How is this perfect?” I asked.
    Alex chuckled and then closed the door behind us, shutting us out completely from the noise of the crowd.
    “It has a lock,” he responded, as he locked the door.
    I took another quick look around, noticing that the room also happened to have no windows. We were completely alone, with all of the privacy that we could have asked for.
    “Now where were we?” Alex asked, as his gently placed his hands on my hips, pulling my body against his.
    A smile crossed my face and I stood up on my tiptoes again, resuming our kiss. I let out a soft moan as a wave of passion flowed through me. The man I had been missing for eight years, the father of my child, was with me once again.
    Alex and I kissed deeply and as we did, he wrapped his hands around my ass and pulled me up, lifting me off of the floor with ease. Then carried me across the office, setting me down on the desk. I brought my hands back, accidentally knocking over a stack of papers onto the floor.
    I pulled my face away from his,