Unbeknownst to his unsuspecting wife, this man's 'cheating' takes a solitary form, his fidelity to her a mere technicality in the face of his insatiable appetites. Hidden away, he indulges in his 'mas' fantasies, his solo performances a secret ballet of desire. His hands, rough with callouses, trace the length of his shaft, the sensation sending jolts of electricity coursing through his body. His breath hitches, his chest heaves, as he approaches the precipice, his climax a silent, guilty explosion of ecstasy.