I know parts of this story will sound cliché. My name is Jonathan, but most people just call me Jon. I had been with the company for about seven years when they hired a bunch of interns. One of them was named Maya Thomas. She caught my eye almost immediately. She was only a few years younger than I was. We became instant friends. We had a lot of things in common. About the same time I met her, I also met Jennifer. Jen and I started dating rather quickly. Maya wound up dating someone else from the company named Joe. He was an alright guy, I guess. But the truth of the matter was I was attracted to Maya. And he was a little strange. So I guess I was jealous of him. Jen, Maya and I would often hang out after work. Joe never seemed to join us. I got the feeling he didn't particularly like me. Which was fine. As you could tell I wasn't the biggest fan of his either.
Years went by and Maya became one of my best friends. I tried to think of her solely as a friend since I was mostly happy with Jennifer, but I couldn't shake the attraction. She was about five foot four inches, with brown hair and an amazing body. She was smart and funny and sarcastic as hell. It was always a good time hanging out with her.
Her relationship with Joe went hot then cold. They broke up several times over the course of the year. She was so good at her job she was hired full time after her internship ended which was very rare for my company. But she didn't wind up sticking around for long as she had a family emergency that required her to move back to her home state of Arizona. I thought that was going to be the last time I ever saw Maya, but of course I was wrong.
Meanwhile my relationship with Jen was still going strong. I was actually considering proposing. We were together for several years and I knew I should have proposed. But the fights started to happen more and more and I questioned if this was what I wanted my future to be.
A few months later, Maya came back and immediately started dating Joe again. But like the time before, it didn't last. Meanwhile, I could see my relationship with Jen starting to go bad too. The three of us started to hang out less and less. Then Jen and I broke up for good. It was a nasty split and I thank my lucky stars that I never proposed. Maya left the company again and stayed in town for another year before heading back to Arizona for good. It sucked losing my best friend and my girlfriend in the same year. Maya and I vowed to stay in touch with each other, just like we did the first time she moved back to Arizona. As far as Jen and I though, we never spoke to each other again. I still miss her, but she moved on quickly. The more I think about it, she was definitely cheating on me. So I was better off without her anyway.
I wound up leaving that job a year later. There was just too much that reminded me of Jen so I knew I wanted a fresh start. A part of me thought about moving out to Arizona myself and pursuing Maya, but by that point I was firmly cemented in the dreaded friend zone.
Years later I climbed the corporate ladder of a new job. I was happy there. Unfortunately I was still single. I had several girlfriends over the years, but nothing as serious as me and Jennifer had been. Or at least as serious as I was anyway. I found out that my company had its annual meetings in Arizona that year. I was still in contact with Maya so I wiggled my way into being part of the team that found out about upcoming changes in the company. And the first person I contacted was Maya. It had been a good five years since I saw her last. I was excited to see my old friend.
We agreed to meet at a local bar that wasn't too far from my hotel. To say I'm a nervous flyer would be an understatement and now I was nervous and excited for multiple reasons. Because of that, I barely got any sleep. I was in automatic pilot almost from the time I touched my foot on the ground after my flight. I took an Uber from the airport to my hotel. Luckily I didn't have any work obligations that night. I couldn't wait to see Maya again. It felt like it had been forever since I saw her. In reality, it had been four years.
When I got to the hotel, I took a long shower and put on a fresh shirt and jeans. I remember passing the restaurant on the way to the hotel so I knew it wasn't far from the hotel. We were meeting at 6 PM and now it was only 4. I had two hours to kill. I took a razor to my face to clean up the five o'clock shadow I had going on.
I took another Uber to the restaurant. I figured I would just explore the area for a bit. There wasn't much in the shopping center so I just made my way to the restaurant area and texted Maya that I was already there. She said that she would be there shortly. I ordered my first drink and had a seat at the bar. There was a jukebox in the corner so I pulled out my phone and started playing some music from it. About halfway through my first drink, I saw a car pull into the parking lot. I instantly knew who it would be.
Turns out I wasn't the only one who had changed in the past four years. I was pretty sure she had never seen me with a goatee, other than in pictures. I was now sporting one. Her hair used to be brown, but she started to dye it with a reddish tint. We had both put on a little weight over the years, but it looked incredible on her. Me? Not so much.
She spotted me almost as immediately as I had spotted her. She ran from the car through the gate. I stood up and threw my arms around her. She ordered her first drink and told me not to drink anymore until she caught up. Of course I was obliged. It didn't take long for her to catch up as I'd only had about half a beer.
We fell into an easy conversation, like no time had passed. We talked about our jobs and my meetings for the next three days in town. We mentioned family. We certainly didn't talk about either Jennifer or Joe for that matter. We mentioned that we were both single though. By now we were onto our third drink as we caught up. I said I hadn't really had anyone special in my life in a very long time. Maya had a smirk on her face.
"I wouldn't say I've had anyone special either. If you don't count my little affair..." I looked at her puzzled. "Okay, listen. I'm not exactly proud of this. But it's something that happened. I kinda...." I stared on in disbelief.. "Don't give me that look. Okay, fine. I'll admit it. I had an affair with my married boss for a few months."
"Wow, I didn't expect that from you." I'm not saying Maya was a good two shoes or anything but this goes beyond anything I expect from her.
"Me neither. I went through a very long dry spell for a while. And he was cute. Totally not my type or anything. It started off completely innocent. We flirted. Everyone in the office does it. Hell, it's no different than anything that happened between you and me back in the day." My jaw dropped as I thought the flirting was only one sided. "He had mentioned to several of us that things were not good with his wife. They had a non-existent sex life." I nodded my head in response. I was in a terrible dry spell myself, but then again I wasn't married or in a relationship so it's no surprise I was in a dry spell. "Somehow I wound up in his office right as everyone was leaving for the night. I don't know how it happened, but we started kissing. I set ground rules almost immediately. It was only to kiss. No touching. Not even above the clothes. Just making out."
I nodded my head as I listened in fascination. "I mean, I guess it makes sense. He was married. What's wrong with a little kissing?" I said with a cheeky grin on my face.
"Right?" She took another drink of her beer. "And that went on for a couple of weeks. We were always very careful not to get caught. I usually found an excuse to be the last person out and we wound up back in his office." I was starting to get a little uncomfortable. My cock was getting hard as I listened to her story. It was at about that time the crowd at the bar started getting more packed. They were louder, the music was louder. I don't know. I would up moving a little bit closer to Maya. "As we kissed I could feel him getting harder against me. The dry spell got the best of me and I wound up breaking my own rule. I'm not saying he was the biggest I've ever had, but when you've become accustomed to a plastic shape, you'd do almost anything to feel something a little more real."
