Head to my office and get to work

I decide to try and bypass all the drama of the previous day and head to my office and try to get some work done, by my self. I work for an hour or so, I get a little bit done, but all of yesterday's antics have my head spinning, filled with images of generous cleavage and firm round backsides. This isn't working out so well, in fact all these exciting images have me so excited I am once again sitting at work with a hard-on and nothing to do about it.

Maybe I should seek out one of these lovely ladies I keep thinking about, or take care of my problem myself. I would be happy with just about any distraction at this point.