Lost in thought, a man named Mark sits at his desk, his hand absently stroking his cock through his pants. His mind wanders to his recent breakup, the touch of his ex still fresh in his memory. He unzips, pulling out his stiffening dick, and begins a slow wank. His hand, a poor substitute for the real thing, works him up into a frenzy. He longs for the feel of another's hand, the tight grip, the shared intimacy. But for now, his solo session will have to suffice.