My Secret Midnight Fantasies at Work Are Overwhelming Me

I've been feeling quite lonely and bored lately, working long hours in my office job with no end in sight. I spend most nights at home scrolling through kink sites, trying to ease the emptiness inside me. One night, as I was masturbating during a late shift, an intense fantasy hit me: what if I found someone willing to bring their fantasies into reality right here? The idea of taking my desires out from behind closed doors and making them real outside the safety of my bedroom walls became more tempting by the second. I imagine myself in this dark office after hours with just one light on, standing in front of a desk. My partner is kneeling there, wearing nothing but leather handcuffs around their wrists. I slowly strip off my blouse and skirt, leaving me bare except for black lace underwear. We move closer, our bodies yearning to touch each other. One hand reaches down between my legs, finding me already wet and ready. Fingers slide in, stroking inside as the other explores my partner's body too. The intensity of it all is almost overwhelming; I want to feel every inch of skin against mine, taste every drop of sweat on our bodies. My fantasy ends with us moaning loudly into each other’s mouths, breaths mingling and hearts racing. Is there something wrong with having such vivid fantasies about work spaces? Is it normal for someone in their late twenties like me to crave this kind of intimacy so desperately?