Yes, it is nice to be able to break off from time to time, unzip and ease back in to a wank for a while ...
I guess it depends what your work is, but for me it's no problem as I work for myself, have a couple of offices I rent, have a secretary who comes for certain hours certain days ... so when I want to masturbate I don't really need to think about it, just start ... like now
It has always been like that however, probably all stemming from back in the late 60s and early 70s when my first office was a basement office in what once had been a lovely old city-centre townhouse that had been converted to offices at some point.
There was a high-level window which fronted on to a well in the footpath above, just to allow daylight in to that below-ground room which was no doubt a servants room or something in the past.
That window however was why I didn't move to larger, better offices for quite a while, because pretty much any time I wanted I could take a look up and before very long I would get great views .. upskirts all through the day as people walked past ... flashes of stockings, panties ... and sometimes no panties at all
The footpath was fairly narrow and the angle the other way for looking down was too sharp, and passers-by were past the well in a blink anyway so didn't seem to even give it a thought as they went on their way, that and a little street-level grime was all the cover needed. From inside however the daylight outside made the view perfectly clear!
It got busier at different times of the day, was very interesting at lunchtimes when the streets were full of office workers getting lunch, doing their shopping etc.
Morning and evening times were good too with the girls heading in to their offices and shops, then off home afterwards. And when Summer arrived, and shorter skirts and dresses
The building was on three floors plus the basement level, and at an early point I started realising that at times I was recognising a print-design on a dress, or the fabric of a skirt, as being from girls with other Firms in the building, girls I didn't know but would pass or smile with from time to time around the place ... and then it got to be fun seeing one of them around the building, guessing what colour panties she was wearing, and wondering if I might find out at some point lol ... and I sometimes did
Of course, these were just flashes - a second, two at the most as someone walked past above, though at times someone leaving the building would bump in to a friend going back in and stop for a minute to chat, or a group walking out together at lunchtime would be going in different directions and would hang around in front of the entrance just a minute or so to chit-chat or something before splitting up for lunch ... the well was just to the side of the entrance doorway, so if they lingered over that side there could be a lovely few minutes of uninterrupted panty-gazing lol
So for the longest time I was able to take a moment whenever I wanted, and check out for girls walking past above, tune in to the panties-channel lol, check the stocking-tops channel too - it was a busy city-centre so there were always passers-by.
And lol it never got to be too much
sitting there and watching lol ... Most times I'd end up masturbating while I watched even if I didn't intend to at first ... other times I'd just enjoy the view, just play with my cock a little maybe while watching, though if a gorgeous pair of legs went past I'd get that lottle throb and then get harder and kinda had to start pumping a little and then willing another short-skirted lovely to come past and keep me going
... a few like that and I could expect to cum nicely - it was as much the anticipation as finally seeing the next set of stocking tops and panties up a girl's dress as she passed-by ...
And when something else occurred, like stopping to light a cigarette or something, or if a couple of friends bumped in to each other just right, then my cock just couldn't stay shut in and was soon out and hard and in my hand as I wanked looking up their clothes as they stood there, trying to time cumming so I lasted as long as the opportunity did lol ...
... and sometimes if it was people meeting I could get a clue because things like footsteps and snatches of conversation drifted down anyway ... lol it was hot at times to be looking up three or four office-girls skirts standing around the entrance to the building when I could hear their voices chatting to each other as well ...
So do I masturbate at work? Yes of course, and lol this was probably what set me off on that road