His office window over looked the research clinic on the corner of the main street. He had never taken much interest in what they did in the sterile looking building - but all that was going to change.

Dan was obsessed with rubber and so he was always looking out for sightings of people in rubber gear - especially rubber gloves. He had an erection that morning quite out of the blue when the caretaker arrived to un block a sink with a pair of black rubber gauntlets under his arm. He half wondered if this guy was a secret rubber lover but dismissed that idea as stupid. Dan knew only too well the cool slippy feeling of pulling on a pair of unlined black rubber gauntlets with that strong rubbery scent - he made a mental note to sneak a visit to the store room sometime and try those glove on himself..

In a locked drawer in the office desk he had a pair of elbow length black rubber gloves recently purchased and with them an old pair of surgical rubber gloves, well worn at the fingers from many a solo masturbation. He had slipped them onto his hands many times but they always made him stiff. The colour had changed and he knew that they would tear sometime soon but what the hell they had served him well.

A phone call interrupted his thoughts and it was almost an hour later when he noticed that the clinic office had been moved around. Gone were the net curtains and the clutter on the window sill and the rows of filing cabinets behind. Someone had converted it into an office complete with desk and soft chairs. Something then caught his eye, something made his dick throb and his heart miss a beat. Draped over the small hand basin were a pair of longer than wrist but not elbow length thin, semi transparent rubber gloves. How he wanted to slip his own hands inside knowing that someone else had worn them, had enjoyed them..

Several times that day Dan glanced over to that office until he saw the gloves had gone! Then he watched every few minutes - he could hardly concentrate but saw no one come or go from the door. At the end of the afternoon the gloves were back! Draped provocatively over the white basin, inviting someone to slip them on..

Luckily things got busy in and before Dan knew it was 6.00 p.m. and he was alone. The car park was more than half empty and he decided to tidy the desk and go back home himself. Just then a light went on in the clinic office and in walked a woman of about 40 dressed in some sort of white uniform. She sat at the desk and began writing. She then stopped, walked over to the basin and picked up the gloves. Dan willed her to put them on, knowing exactly how smooth they would feel inside. She held the gloves to her cheek and Dan could almost smell that distinctive rubbery odour. Then she slipped one hand deep inside one glove, holding the beaded cuff and pulling the glove smartly onto her hand, then came the other and she carefully smoothed out any wrinkles in the latex and Dan saw that the cuffs were smooth and snug on her forearms. Dan had instinctively reached for his own gloves and had enjoyed pulling them on and feeling their silky smoothness. She stood near to the window and Dan caught his breath!

As he sat there he saw her gloved hands reach her crotch and he knew just how smooth , how wonderful , how rubbery she must be feeling. She was standing and starting to masturbate!

This was getting too much for Dan as pre cum lubed his own gloves so much that the pleasure of the slippy gloved fingers as they peeled back his foreskin almost made him shoot his load. He had leaned foreword to get a better view when he caught her eye! Rather than looking embarrassed she looked defiant - she kept one hand buried in her groin and with the other licked her sticky rubber fingers knowing that he could see every detail! That was it - he pumped his load right there and then without even a tissue to mop up the mess. Dan went bright red knowing that she had seen him cum!

A few moments later the phone on his desk rang and he managed to mutter “hello” “ Is that my very own peeping Tom?” came a stern voice. “ Err, yes” Dan replied. “ Could it be my rubber gloves that have turned you on? I see that you have a pair of your own! I think we should meet. Make an appointment to see Dr Wilson - my last appointment on Friday is 6.00pm be sure you get that one- don’t be late!”

Dan just sat there in a state of shock. This was only Tuesday and he would have to wait until Friday. What would she expect from him? Should he go to the appointment? He didn’t even know what sort of a clinic it was or what sort of a doctor sat in her office after hours wearing rubber gloves for sexual relief.