The 7th Floor

⚠️ Trigger Warning ⚠️
Contains: Adultery, Soft-Cucking, Vulgar Language.

So I’ve been working my new job for about 8 months. About a month ago I’ve noticed someone in the mail room that is shared by the entire building, I thought I recognized her but kind of brushed it off. A few weeks go by and I see her again, now I’m 100% sure she is who I think she is. Shes a friend from HS, we hooked up but nothing past 3rd base (can’t believe I’m still refencing sex to baseball). So I haven’t seen her in almost 13 years.

I finally decide to message her and ask if she works in the same building as me, she confirms she does. We meet up for a few short breaks a few days a week, catching up on life. She’s married, I’m married she overshares and im supportive. Today out of the blue she tells me the 7th floor is vacant and she has keys to the entire floor. Me being the dumbass I am says cool and leave it at that.

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