"No, something urgent came up."

I knew I shouldn't but I could not pass up the opportunity to release my pent up anxiety, frustration, and balls into Emma. "Go on without me, Steve. Something urgent popped up."

Steve waved and left with my co-workers. We dealt with build breaking bugs in our code all the time so there was no suspicion of working through lunch. I waited until he was out of sight before responding back to Emma.

Me: Sorry about that. Coworker. Sure. Where?

Emma: NP meet me in front of my store

Me: I'll be there in 10 minutes.

Emma: CU :)

I hurried down to the garage as fast as I could with my growing erection that I tried to hide with my tablet. Luckily her lingerie store was not that from my office downtown. I had only been to her shop, Emma's Dream Boutique, once a couple years before at the grand opening -- my wife did not want me to go with her any more because she wanted to surprise me with whatever she and Emma decided that would arouse me (my wife being naked would arouse me, but I digress).

Emma stood out front, wearing a simple baby blue floral sundress that showed off her curvy figure. I pulled up to the curb and she got in. "Hi, Michael. How are you?"

"Good but a bit hungry," I replied.

"Thanks again for last night," she smiled.

"Don't thank me yet until your pregnancy test says positive," I joked.

"Yes, of course."

"So where are we going for lunch?" I asked innocently.

"The Good Knight Inn," she answered.

"We're not eating, are we?"

"No, silly. Unless you want to..." She winked at me and giggled.

The motel was on the outskirts of downtown and I drove there as fast as I could if I wanted to get back before my coworkers got back from lunch. Emma instructed me to park in front of Room 8 -- apparently she had already booked the room earlier that morning -- and we hastily went inside. She slipped off her dress, revealing that she wore no panties, and climbed up on the queen size bed wearing just her high heels.

"Are you going to take your clothes off or are you just going to unzip and pull your penis out?" she asked with a mischievous grin.

I quickly undid my tie, unbuttoned my shirt, pulled down my pants and underwear, and presented Emma my raging hard-on. We both knew there was only one way to get rid of it before the hour was up.

"How would you want to get me pregnant?" the buxom blonde purred.