The office is empty, the hum of the computers a distant lullaby. A young man, left to his own devices, can't help but indulge in his desires. He unzips, pulling out his stiff cock, the cool air of the air-conditioned room a stark contrast to the heat radiating from his body. He strokes himself, his hand slick with pre-cum, his imagination running wild with images of his coworkers. He leans back, his grip tightening, his breath coming in short gasps, until he finally lets go, cum painting his hand and desk.