She does

Just when it looked like Lindsay was going to keep her word and never see you again, you hear your receptionist buzzing her into your office a few weeks later.

"Lindsay. It appears I was right all along," you tell her as she walks into your office in an all-black business suit and sits down, waiting for you to close the door before she said anything.

"Yeah, I can't believe I'm back here, either. But, well, my husband is out of town, and I thought it might be kind of nice if we did it again," she tells you, hanging her head down as she finished the statement.

"There is nothing to be ashamed of Lindsay. Men and women often go to other places to find happiness if they're not getting it at home," you tell her, brushing her arm and electing to go in for the kill with her.

"Oh, but it's not like that. I am happy with my husband. But I'm not exactly sexually satisfied, either," she whispered as you came over and pushed her down, thinking she was going to let you have her right there in your office.

"Just not here. Let's meet up at my place," she whispered, feeling you sliding her pants down and aiming your dick for her hole again as you kissed her on the lips.