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We checked the time, shocked at how late it now was. I guess time flies when you're having fun, as they say. I wished we could have stayed together all night, but we had work in the morning, and neither of us had a change of clothes, so unfortunately I had to take her home. She pulled her thong back on in an attempt to contain the fluids leaking from her pussy, followed by the rest of her clothes, and I did my trousers back up and climbed back over into the driver's seat to take her home.
She checked her phone as we drove home -- 9 missed calls from John. Although he'd been told it was over, he still seemed desperate to speak to her and change her mind, and I couldn't really blame him for that. I just hoped that he wouldn't cause too many problems for her. Whether she moved on in a relationship with me or not, it was clear that she needed to get him out of her life.
Next morning, I arrived at work, greeting the girls as usual as I entered the building.
"Someone seems happy again," said Claire. "Did you get some again last night then?"
"I'm saying nothing" I replied with a laugh, escaping quickly, and heading upstairs to start work.
No sooner had I got to my desk than there was a message from Wendy.
'I've got you a present. See your desk drawer".
I looked around to check nobody was watching and opened the drawer, and there was a post-it note that read 'A little something to remind you of last night xx" stuck to the cum stained thong she had been wearing the previous evening. I quickly removed it and put it into my jacket pocket, before reading the next line 'P.S. ask me to be your girlfriend again....'
