In a dimly lit room, a man's hand grazes over a pile of clothing, each piece stirring a different fantasy. His eyes glaze over as he pictures his girlfriend in them, his cock stiffening at the thought of how the material would cling to her body. He can't resist the temptation any longer, his hand slipping into his pants, the soft fabric of his boxers no match for his throbbing erection. His strokes become more urgent, his breath ragged, as he indulges in his material-driven lust.