The office after dark becomes our playground, the scent of sex mingling with the day's lingering paperwork. I, the eager nephew, and she, the willing aunt, give in to our primal urges. Her curves press against the cold glass of the window, her breath fogging it up as I enter her from behind, her cries of pleasure echoing through the empty floors. Our bodies slap together, the sound of our flesh meeting drowned out only by the city lights below.