"I'll be right with you in a minute."

As much as I didn't want to pass up the opportunity to release my pent up anxiety, frustration, and balls into Emma, I couldn't in good conscious go along with the tryst with the possibility of losing my wife's trust, even though she encouraged me to have sex with her best friend to get her pregnant.

"I'll be right with you in a minute," I told my coworker.

"Sure. We're going next door to Robert's Burgers," Steve said before leaving for lunch.

Me: Sorry. Coworker

Emma: NP

I paused and stared at the screen for a couple seconds before responding.

Me: Sorry but I can't. I don't want to do this behind Sam's back

Emma: :(

Me: Seriously I would love to but I love my wife more.

Emma: YIU UR a good husband! TTYL

Me: Bye

I closed the app and wondered if I made the right decision. I turned off my phone and decided to take my mind off of Emma by going to lunch with my coworkers.

Just as I got out of the elevator I got another text message and for a moment my heart raced with excitement thinking it was Emma trying to talk me into a booty call again but the call display revealed it was my wife. I was actually happy to get a message from my wife to divert my attention from Emma, even for a minute.

Sam: Hi honey r u busy?

Me: Nope, I was about to grab lunch. What's up?

Sam: Emma msg me

Me: Oh?

Emma: She told me that she wanted to meet you for lunch. Is this true?

My heart stopped and wondered for a split second if I was going to get divorced. There was no option but to tell the truth to her -- it wasn't like I suggested the idea of a quickie or accepted Emma's offer.

Me: Yes she did

Sam: She told me what she had planned for your lunch meetup

Whenever my wife typed in full complete sentences instead of shorthand when texting me I knew it was something serious. I couldn't lie to her that I didn't know what Emma had in mind since she out-and-and out asked "How about a quickie?"

Me: Yes

The seconds before she responded felt like hours.