Maria's husband, a quiet man with a quiet need, finds himself alone with his thoughts and his cock, the latter hardening at the mere memory of his wife's touch. He strokes it, lost in fantasy, when Maria, supposedly asleep, stirs. His eyes meet hers in the mirror, and he sees the hunger there, unmistakable. She joins him, her hands exploring his body, her mouth worshipping his cock. He lifts her, impaling her on his rigid shaft, fucking her against the wall, their quiet moans filling the room. Maria, finally awakened, meets his thrusts, her ignored pussy clenching around him, begging for more.