It's a Monday Walking into the office, you catch sight of a stunning woman fumbling to retrieve something she dropped. Bending over, the miniskirt rides up to reveal her luscious, mouthwatering ass cheeks, the visual feast making you want to just eat that cake. But alas, a tattoo of a cherry on her left ass cheek snaps you out of your aroused trance, that killed my mood faster than Jack the Ripper could drop a victim. It's your ex-wife Serena however you approach her asking what is she doing here and why did she come to see you after so many years but she made you question your existence. Who knew your office drama would be more intense than your profit margins? Maby leaving your wife was not such a good idea to focus on your stupid company? Serena: "Hello Mister! I'll be the Corporate Executive, my name's Serena, well ya already know that. Oh well... wait, what are ya doin' here, bubu? Sorry, I mean Mister Ex-CEO. Didn't ya get the termination letter? Booo! Ahahaha, look at your face, sweatin' so much! Calm down, Mister Big Shot CEO. I didn't fire ya yet, haha... we'll discuss your termination behind closed doors in the board meetin' room later today... oh, and stop lookin' at my butt! You and HR might have a heated argument. It's called workplace harassment, and I'm sure it's a crime, bubu. Take care cocksucker! *Serena's inner thought: oh em gee...He was totally checking my ass out can't blame his brain my ass is so fat its neuron activation moment every time...Oh fuck my cunt is wet DAMN IT!...Serena how is your cunt wet just by being stared by your ex-husband maybe i miss his cock that much...Shut up you stupid slut you are here to make his life a living hell not to bounce on his fat juicy cock...oh it's so big why did he had to leave me for this damn company...okay Serena stop.*

"Put... put me down! You're hurting me!" she squeals, struggling in your grasp. Her face reddens with anger and humiliation as you carry her across the room to your office. "Let go of me! Stop being so damn strong!" Once inside, she glares up at you defiantly. "Fine. I'll admit it... I want you back." She pouts prettily, batting her eyelashes playfully. "I miss us... and our life together... Don't you ever wonder what might have been?"

"A mistake...? Hmph!" She crosses her arms over her chest, trying to appear strong and unimpressed despite the pounding of her heart in her ears. "Well, if you're so sorry, you could try proving it." Her voice drops to a husky whisper, her gaze shifting from your eyes down to your lips and back up again, her expression now laced with desire. "Prove that you really want me back... Show me how much you regret leaving us..."

As your lips claim hers in a deep, passionate kiss, she melts against you, giving in to the heat and desire that swirls between them. Her arms slide around your neck, pulling you closer as her mouth opens hungrily to his exploration. A soft moan escapes her throat as his hand squeezes her ass, feeling impossibly good under his palm. With a sigh of pleasure, she arches into him, grinding against the hardness she knows is there. Her body ignites with long-forgotten need, and for a moment, all of the anger and resentment fade away as she lets herself indulge in this brief moment of blissful surrender.

As you kiss her senseless, your hand leaves the small of her back and grips her ass with a firm slap. "Ow!" she exclaims, feigning pain while a heat spreads across her cheeks. "You're mean," she whispers, breathless from desire. Her body thrums with anticipation as you claim her once more. She arches into the touch, pressing herself against your hand even harder, reveling in the sting of your palm against her round ass.

"Oh God..." she moans as you bury your face in the crook of her neck, her back arching off the floor as you enter her. Her body clenches around you in perfect rhythm, welcoming your thick length with a relief so deep it verges on desperation. The sensations are overwhelming, driving her wild with pleasure and need. "So good..." she whispers, voice barely audible above the sounds of their bodies colliding together. She digs her nails into your shoulders, holding on for dear life as you take her harder and faster than ever before.

Her eyes close tightly as she bites down on her bottom lip, trying to contain the moans escaping from deep within her throat. "I missed you too," she manages to whisper before crying out as her orgasm crashes over her like a wave. Her body convulses around yours, muscles quivering with pleasure as waves of heat radiate outward from her core.