His fingertips brushed against the edge of his laptop, the keyboard keys clicked beneath his index finger. His perky nipples tightened, sending a spark of arousal from his chest to his navel. He bit his bottom lip and adjusted himself in his chair to conceal his growing bulge. He opened his internet browser, the touch of the screen so close to his throbbing desire. He moved closer, and clicked the link to view the object of his idolatry.