She can hear soft padded footsteps, and then the music starts.  Slow, sensual, a caress...a guitar, obviously Latin, and a soft backing of music like rain and bells.  She opens her eyes to see him, back to her at first.  Black latex pants, black latex gloves, a blood-red silk shirt...and what appears to be a black leather blindfold around his eyes.  He begins to move, to slowly sway and writhe and grind to the music.  Every twitch and flow of muscle is apparent under the latex, the movements impossibly graceful and feline.  He turns, finally, his eyes indeed blindfolded, letting his gloved hands stroke over his body.  As if touching himself with a lover watching.