In the quiet of their home, Dex finds himself alone with his thoughts and a throbbing erection. His wife Liz is out, leaving him to his own devices. He decides to indulge, stripping off his clothes and settling into a comfortable chair. His hand wraps around his stiff cock, stroking slowly at first, building a rhythm. He pictures Liz, her curves, her moans, as he pleasures himself. His breath hitches, his grip tightens, and with a final, powerful stroke, he spills his load, grunting in release.