Summoning every ounce of self-control I had left, I struggled to keep myself in check as my erection pressed uncomfortably against the thin fabric of my shorts.
But by the time we were almost back at the village, my patience gave out. I was already halfway hard.
Shit…
Even at half-mast, the size alone made it impossible to hide. The bulge was obvious, and just my luck,Emily happened to bend over at that exact moment to pick up a laundry paddle that had fallen from her basket.
I prayed she wouldn't notice. But when I saw her glance down and freeze for just a moment before quickly straightening up, I knew it was too late.
Desperate to steer the conversation away from the elephant in the room,or rather, the elephant in my shorts,I awkwardly turned my body and blurted out the first thing that came to mind.
"Uh… Emily, do you have a favorite flower?"
"Huh? Oh… um… I guess I really like rose flowers."
She saw it.