Desperate Nights in an Empty Office

I'm just this office worker going through the motions, stuck at a boring desk all week. Tonight, I locked myself in late to finish up some paperwork and found myself more lonely than ever. The emptiness of the room overwhelmed me; no one around, no distractions, just my own thoughts spinning out of control. Before I knew it, my hand was down my pants, rubbing against the hardness that ached for release. My fingers worked over my slick flesh as I imagined what it would feel like to have someone else here, in this quiet space, taking me. The thought made me harder and wetter until finally, with nothing but myself for company, I let go and came hard onto my hand, panting into the stillness of the night.