Pleasure is a sin, or perhaps sin becomes pleasure. Every day, the apartment house wife had been soothing her aching body by herself. She wanted to be watched, to be touched, to suck cock… she craved that hard, veiny, hot and filthy shaft… she wanted it churning inside her, ravaging her… a carnal desire too strong for love alone to suppress. A single flyer that happened to arrive in her mailbox transformed the virtuous wife into a woman consumed by sexual longing. Unbeknownst to her, misfortune lay in wait beyond that path.