Good to be Home

As I walk into the house I am greeted with a cheerful. “Welcome home, handsome.”

I literally have to pause midway in taking off my boots by the feelings that swell. I don’t know if Heather could even truly appreciate just what an effect that her words, spoken so positively and naturally, had on a man. It might have seemed a minor thing to others but damn did they ever strike deep with me. I look over at her sitting at the table. All she was doing was cutting something out from a flier yet she looked absolutely radiant doing it.

Catching my look she glances over. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” I smile, causing her to smile back at me. “It’s good to be home.”

I set my boots on the rack and enter the main room. As I approach she pats the table. “I got you a key made.” Indeed, there beside her hand was a freshly cut house key. I saw it as more than just a way into the house, it was a symbol of trust and connection. “Assuming you still want it after meeting my family.”

I chuckle. “Thank you.” It is only as I take the item that I can see that it was grocery coupons that she was cutting out from the flier.

“I thought we’d pop over to the warehouse store.” She says. “They’ve got some good deals over there today.”

“Um, sure.” I say as a guilty twinge shoots through me. Heather was a queen and it killed me to see her having to be so frugal. Carrying on to my room before things got awkward I mention. “Hey, I guess I’ll be getting my first check next Friday. It’ll only be for the first few days but it’ll be something at least.”

“That’s nice.”

“I’m just going to clean up real quick and we can go?”

“Hold on.”

“Hm?”

With a smirk she beckons me back with a waggle of her finger. Curious I walk back to stand beside her. She waggles again and lean down. Closing her eyes she takes a long, deep inhale to take in my aroma, a smile growing as she does so. She then gives me a peck to the cheek and waves me to continue. “Off you go.”

I laugh as I head to my room. As quick as I could I strip out of my work clothes

“Perfect.”

As quick as I could I am out of my work clothes and gathering up the best looking outfit I could rummage. I was about to slip into my robe to go take my shower when a impish idea strikes me. It was only three steps from my room to the washroom…and she’d seen it ALL before…what the hell. With swift strides I exit my room without a stitch of clothes and make the turn.

“I saw that!” She calls as I swing the door closed behind me. “You cheeky pup!”

With a hearty laugh I start my shower and I am smiling my whole way through my shower and getting ready. On the way out I do wrap a towel around my waist though this time there was no need as Heather was nowhere to be seen. I didn’t think much of it…until catch a noise like that of wet meat slapping and rubbing together. Going quiet I lean closer to Heather’s door and cock my ear to it.

“Hmmm.” I hear her muffled moan. “Elliot…mmmm…babyyy…”

Damn! Heather was jerking off! And imagining me while she did it! My little tease had quite an effect on her. It probably had a lot to do with coming home smelling so strongly too. Heather had warned me about her active libido. Something about if she didn’t relieve the tension twice a day that things got ‘intense’. After last night I could picture clearly what was happening in there and my own dick twitches as I start to imagine what it would be like to be with a woman like her or her family members. Would they expect their man to relieve them? I would think so. If I was hers, would I be in there right now on my knees stroking her or…sucking her? Or would she have me bent over the bed as she took her massive cock and…!

“Hah!” With a hard shake of my head I focus up and fade back to give her some privacy. “Oh my God.”

My thoughts lingering on what was happening just on the other side of the wall between us I take my time getting ready. I do not hear the moment of release and only realized she was done when I hear her bedroom door open and close followed by her slipping into the washroom. By the time she exits I am in the main room chilling out on the sofa as if nothing had happened.

I rise and smooth my shirt. “Ready to go.”

“Me too.” As she approaches I catch the slight pink flush that still colored her cheeks. Walking right up to me she takes my arms and runs her hands down them as she looks me over. “So handsome.” It was my turn to blush. All smiles she fusses with my shirt and hair. “It’s not just me saying so, either.”

“No?”

“Mm.” She shakes her head. “The girls were all very impressed by you.”

“They were?”

“Mm hm.” She nods.

“Oh, um, they were pretty cool too.”

She giggles and takes my arm. “Come on, good looking.”

At the door we slip into our shoes. Holding the door open I say. “After you.”

Her smile grows and her shoulder rise as she accepts my gallantry with aplomb. Striding out she waits for me at the base of the steps as I close the door and lock the house up with my new key. As I join her she slips her arm into mine as natural as anything and together we start our way around the house.

“Would you mind driving?” She asks, offering me her keys.

“Oh, uh, yeah. No problem.” I take them from her. She doesn’t say anything but I could tell she was pleased. Continuing to be the gentleman I open the gate for her then walk her around the SUV to open the door. Each time I am treated with a smile.

Before long we were on our way with me driving and Heather giving directions.

“So tell me.” She says, lightly touching my arm as she watched me drive. “How was your day?”

“Honestly?” I say. “It was AWESOME!”

“Oh! Ha ha ha! Tell me!”

“Well, I got to stick with a framing crew today and I really liked it.” I say excitedly. “It was so cool watching the rooms take shape. Just one board and one plank at a time and before you knew it you could see the whole thing coming together. It was really kinda cool knowing I had a hand in it, ya know? Really…I don’t know, satisfying. Ya know? Like I really did something.”

“I can imagine.” She says softly, a warm grin beaming.

“Yeah. I was talkin to the older guys and I guess there’s always demand for framers. I can learn and work at the same time through an apprenticeship.” I say. “And they make real good money after a couple of years. Especially for a hard worker like me.”

“I told you hard work would get you noticed.”

“Yeah. I don’t know but…I’m thinking maybe that’s the path for me. I think they’re going to try me around with a few other crews, but I think framing might be the thing.”

“It sounds amazing.”

“I know it’s not like a doctor or lawyer or anything fancy but…it was really cool.”

“Finding your passion is what matters, baby.” She grips my arm. “I’m proud of you, Elliot.”

I glance her way and smile yet again, it was impossible not to. “After lunch wasn’t so easy though.”

“Oh?”

“Got teased, mercilessly.”

“No! Those bullies!”

I laugh. “It wasn’t like that. It was actually you guys meeting me for lunch.”

“Us?”

“Yep. They thought I had a whole harem of pretty ladies.”

“Harem!?” She pauses. “Ha ha ha! I guess it was kind of odd us all showing up out of the blue, huh?” Patting my thigh she rests back into her seat. “Sorry about that. Like I said, they weren’t going to let me rest until they met you. Lily because she was angry and the rest because they got the totally wrong idea, thanks to Lily.”

“I didn’t think being a honey boy would be such a big deal.”

“It is.” She says. “With me it is anyway.

“Because you’re a matriarch?”

“Mm.” She nods. “They’re making a fuss for nothing though. I kept telling them we had a plan.”

“Yeah.” I say. “A plan.”

“Take a right up here.”

“On it.” I make the turn and drive for a short time before broaching. “So, um, speaking of the plan…did you end up seeing Skye today like you said?”

“Oh, yes.” She says, her voice suddenly flat. Turning her head away she looks out her window. “She was in this afternoon.”

“And?”

“And…well, we were pretty busy today. Then with taking lunch off and everything…” She sighs. “I kept trying but…there was never a good opening. I’m afraid I didn’t get a good opportunity to tell her about you, baby.” She then quickly adds. “But I will tell her about you the very next time I see her.”

“That’s okay!” I say, sitting up taller. “No hurry on my end. And what about…”

“Myles?” She was still staring out the window and refusing to look my way. After a long pause she says. “I-I didn’t have time today. I had to get straight home to let you into the house. There just wasn’t any time. I’ll…I’ll go see him tomorrow. Yeah. I think he works on Saturdays.” With a soft sigh she whispers. “I’ll see him tomorrow. It has to be to be tomorrow.”