Just the wife.

A few moments of moving things around, and setting down boxes later the wife, dressed in simple black clothes, with a striking burgundy hijab, looks up.

She smiles, as her hand begins to come up in greeting, then freezes, a blush creeping onto her face.

Your own hand comes up almost reflexively to wave, causing your own realisation.

Your cock, still standing proudly erect, is fully visible to her, bobbing slightly from the movement of your arm.

She stands there a moment longer, seemingly transfixed, before movement in the truck snaps her back to reality, causing her to turn quickly, pointing into it and letting out a quick string of words in a tone that speaks of instructions.

It's at this moment, that your body decides to continue waking up, sending signals for you to start your day with food, and so, you move away from the window.