Rico, a man of few words, finds himself alone in the late afternoon, the sun casting a warm glow through the window. His mind wanders to the taboo, the forbidden, as he recalls the tantalizing curves of a certain someone. He lets out a low moan, his hand slipping beneath his waistband, stroking his growing erection. He imagines her, flushed and breathless, pleading for his touch. His strokes quicken, his pants growing louder as he nears his climax, the room filled with the scent of his arousal.