My obsession, my dilemma

She joins me for breakfast every morning. We laugh and talk about everything and nothing. I could listen to her talk all day. She has the voice of an angel, the body of a goddess, an irresistible charm.
I must conduct myself professionally, but In my mind, I wish to hold her, taste her, please her. These carnal urges invade my mind, but I put on my poker face all the while as I sit across from her.

In secret I fantasize about her. When I masturbate, its usually her on my mind, and I cum in seconds.

I wish she knew how much I want her.
I wish she wanted me, but she belongs to someone else, and I'm not her type anyway.
I despair while coming to terms with that reality. But I accept it.

I've never lusted for someone so much.
Is it human nature to hunger for the unobtainable?
I wish someone or something would take my attention away from her. Why do I torment myself?