Latex Sessions

Parker is supposed to be listening. He really is trying.

But his new patient has a habit of wearing the most exquisite latex to every session, and somewhere between her childhood memories and her thoughts on her mother, Parker stops hearing words entirely. All he can focus on is the sound of latex against skin. The faint sheen of sweat on her top lip. The way her fingers pull distractedly at the collar around her throat.

Professional detachment lasts approximately as long as you'd expect.

What begins as a therapy session slides slowly, inevitably into something far more charged, a fantasy of femdom that has been building since the moment she walked in, wearing that. A deeply sensual exploration of fetish, desire, and the particular electricity of wanting someone you absolutely shouldn't.

The doctor is very much in.