"Do you like what you see?" He caught his wife ogling at him while he was carrying some boxes.
He noticed her staring at him every time he would pass by. She would look away when she saw him looking. But he knew she had been watching while she worked.
Funnily, his clothes were not exactly what he would call sexy. But he was sure that was not what was important to his wife.
"Ha, ha, ha!" She lightheartedly laughed at him. "I am just wondering if you are ok with that." His wife pointed at the heavy box on his shoulder.
"I know you are not used to this kind of work." She quickly added, as if explaining her behavior.
He could see she was genuinely concerned, but helping with carrying things and mopping the floor was not new to him.
He had worked on his grandfather's ranch almost every summer, shoveling horse shit and lifting hays. Compared to that, this was a piece of cake.
