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In the dim light of the kitchen, the husband, uninvited, begins his daily chore, the trash bag heavy in his hands. His wife's absence leaves him feeling both resentful and aroused. He sets the bag down, the weight shifting, pressing against his crotch, awakening his small, throbbing dick. He looks around, the house silent, and gives in to his urges. His hands tremble as he unzips, his cock springing free, hard and eager. He strokes it roughly, the cool air against his heated flesh, the tension building, his body tensing as he nears release.