The guitar solo blared from the phone's small speaker. The Carpenter reached quickly to silence the alarm he'd set. The digital clock on the screen told him that his work day was done. A glance out the window confirmed it. The sky was filled with the reds and oranges cast by the setting sun.
He looked back toward his work. It had been a productive day. Tomorrow, he would be finished building the wardrobe. A few days more to add the color and protect it, then he'd be ready to deliver it to a client he knew would be thrilled. He ran a hand through his curly hair and felt the bits of sawdust. Unsurprisingly, he was almost completely covered. He brushed his forearms, his chest and shoulders off with his hands, releasing a small cloud of dust into the air. He laughed as he surveyed the mess he had made of his shop. There'd be plenty of time to clean up in the morning.
He made his way into the house and headed directly for the bathroom. He was quick about removing his dust-covered shirt, boots and jeans. He took hold of the elastic of his underwear and slid them down. He let out a small sigh of pleasure. There were few joys in life quite like the feeling of taking off clothes at the end of the day. For a time, he stood naked in the bathroom and reached down to hold his balls. It felt so good to have them uncovered now. His hand cradled his manhood. He let himself enjoy the sensation for a short while before turning on the shower and stepping in to wash off the day.
Within fifteen minutes, he was showered and clean, standing in the kitchen and starting to make dinner. He checked the clock on the microwave. His wife should be on the freeway by now. The traffic was unavoidable, but she ought to be home in half an hour or so. He smiled silently at the thought of seeing her. It was the time he looked forward to every day.
He was making her favorite tonight, a pasta dish he'd experimented with several times before finding the perfect combination. His smile grew even more when he thought of how happy she'd be when she saw it. The perfect surprise, along with the bouquet of brightly colored flowers he'd bought for her earlier that day.
He was proud of himself for managing to time the meal well. He had two steaming plates sitting on the table with candles burning just as he heard her key in the door. His heart jumped a little at the sound. "Hi My Love," She said as she came through setting her purse down with a flighty breath. Her voice was enchanting. He stood leaning against a nearby wall, watching her with the happiest of smiles on his adoring face, "Hello Darling." He had known her long enough to know that the second she came through the door was not the time to approach her. She'd been in the car a while and would definitely need the restroom. He waited patiently as she brushed past him.
She returned before long with her own joyous grin. Now, it was his time. He walked to her and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her to him in a warm embrace. Her hands entwined around his neck and her head rested tenderly against his chest. He kissed the top of her head, "Welcome Home, Sweetheart." They kept the loving hug for a glorious while then pulled just enough apart to share a kiss on the lips.
Her reactions to both the food and the flowers were no disappointment. She gave him one of those expressions where her shoulders rose almost up to her ears. There was no doubt of how thrilled she was.
