She Proposes To Table It Until After Work

"Hephaestus, I know you wish to lie with me, and I am not opposed to your passion, but we are still at work..." Lady Xian said, pulling away from Hephaestus grip and removing the hand that had been inching down her blouse. "I feel the heat of a new relationship as well, but our lunch break is surely over and people will be looking for us. Meet me after work at the Manatee Motel off of Orange Street: I will be in room 9, knock thrice in rapid succession and then pause three times, I will know it is you and let you in." Lady Xian said, and fled the room.

The rest of the work day was almost Unbearable, Hephaestus could hardly concentrate and his mind kept wandering back to those delicately slanted chocolate brown eyes and long, flowing, glossy black hair. Still, he did his job, more by rote and habit than conscious thought, and promptly at 18:00 clocked out and headed for the Manatee Motel.

The motel didn't even have a website, so it was somewhat hard to find, he drove past it twice, but in the end he pulled around back to the parking lot and went to the front desk.

"Can I help you?" The man in the half buttoned silk shirt and blue jeans at the counter asked and Hephaestus looked sheepish...

"Is Room Nine Taken?" The God of the Forge asked, blushing.