Dan could hardly concentrate next day. His mind was on the clinic and what it might have in store for him. He found the clinic number in the phone book and nervously dialled - he asked to make an appointment for Dr Wilson’s clinic and the receptionist transferred his call to the research department. Dan didn’t know what to say if any questions were asked- luckily none were and he booked the last appointment that Friday.

Nothing happened all week. Her office looked empty and he didn’t even get a sighting of her. In frustration Dan went down to the caretakers room knowing that Bill was dealing with a problem on the roof! He walked in looking around to see where Bill might keep rubber gauntlets! If he had been caught he sort of had a story about needing an extension cable for his desk light. He opened a cupboard and there hanging from a hook were 2 pairs of gauntlets both black rubber, one thicker than the other, both medium size. Next to them were a couple of pairs of thinner natural latex gloves. Dan put the thinner gauntlets into his jacket pocket and headed for the nearest bathroom. Once there he let his hands feel the super cool rubber, smell that strong aroma before slipping them onto his hands. They squeaked a little as Dan pulled them right up and over his elbows. For some reason the knowledge that Bill wore them made him even more horny! He let his dick smear his juice over the palms and gently wanked off. His climax was quite fast but very messy- a white pool hit the floor and dripped off the gloves. Should he wash the gauntlets before returning them or let the slime dry on them so that next time he saw Bill in them only he would know what was on them. He got them back where he found them and returned unseen to his office.

Friday morning he was in the office wondering if he had the nerve to see this through, doubting his sanity and whether the whole thing had been some vivid fantasy. By lunch time he wanted to go and relieve his sexual tension but knew he should wait. There in the office opposite, on the window sill were the rubber gloves! He could almost read the size on the cuff - how he longed to hold them, smell them, even lick them..

That afternoon seemed to be endless - the clock on his wall seemed almost to have stopped. Should he take his own gloves with him? Would she let him hold her gloves or even try them on? He had brought one other rubber garment from his wardrobe at home - a black latex Jock Strap. His trousers were quite tight so he had not worn the Jock knowing what sort of a bulge there would be if he pulled that cool rubber jock up around his balls. The good thing would be that he could change in to the Jock before the appointment and at least there would be no risk of the tell tale damp patch from his juicy cock which was yet again rock hard thinking about the appointment.

As often happens the end of the afternoon was frantic and a mini crisis meant that it was 5.55pm when he finally managed to log out of his computer and pack his case! He only just had time to grab gloves and Jock strap before running to the bathroom on the ground floor. The tension grew as he quickly dropped his trousers and pants before wriggling into the Jock. The talc helped ease the straps up and almost immediately he felt pre cum ooze out into the tight black latex pouch. Dan ran across the car park and around the corner to the discrete front reception of the Clinic. He hope no one saw him go in or worse recognised him once he got inside! The receptionist smiled and said Dr Wilson room 405 third floor. The lift opened and he was quickly outside her door. He looked at his watch and it was 3 minutes past 6.00pm. He knocked and waited - surely she had not gone home just because he was a few minutes late? He knocked a second time and someone said “come in”. His heart beat fast as he shut the office door -there at her desk was Dr Wilson. In her mid 40’s not particularly attractive but quite slim with short hair and no make-up.

“Well my peeping Tom , I think you should just slip behind that screen and undress - there is a gown there for you.” There was a long examination couch at the back of the room covered in red rubber sheeting. He hardly dared look towards the hand basin but yes, the gloves were there ready and waiting.. Dan muttered something about being unsure about all of this but she simply said “nothing is going to happen - well nothing that you need worry about.”

There he was, taking off his clothes behind the screen knowing how vulnerable he would be, thankful now for the tight latex pouch of the Jock strap that would at least keep his genitals covered.. Dr Wilson walked around her desk and towards the screen, Dan came out and she encouraged him to get onto the couch. Cold smooth rubber sheeting with an unusually strong rubbery smell - his bare backside slipped on the rubbery surface. She picked up those gloves - held them in her hands and almost teased him with their softness. His mouth went dry as she held one glove open and eased her other hand inside. They were thin, semi transparent with a brownish hue - medium size probably smaller than his usual size 8 but not small for a woman’s hand. She pulled the beaded cuff and smoothed them on - they reached half way to her elbow and looked so snug around her forearm. The other glove soon followed and she flexed her fingers - the way he did himself to be sure that his own rubber gloves were a really good fit.

“Listen carefully - you must never touch me without my express permission and I will only ever touch you wearing rubber gloves. I intend to examine you thoroughly so do not resist my touch.” Dan felt excited and scared - something about Dr Wilson was strange - she seemed cold, detached and at the back of his mind was the thought that she might have a rectal examination in mind…

As she stood close to him the smell of warm latex reached his nose and he knew his jock was now a sweaty mess, pre cum and sweat had leaked down to the cheeks of his bottom.

The first touch of those gloved hands sent an “electric shock” through his system - so very smooth, so very silky. She reached over his body and felt his legs - the muscles taut - her touch was firm and business like. “Over on your back now” she ordered - then he felt the slippery feel of her gloved hand trace down his spine and towards his butt. “What have we here? Very practical indeed to have a rubber Jock Strap - especially when you seem to be such a sticky mess around there”. She pulled on one of the straps and snapped it back into place. “ Over on your front - legs bent - now”. Dan felt exposed as he lay on his back with the flimsy gown covering his body - she smoothed the rubber pouch of the Jock and for the first time his erection felt those firm hands. By now Dan needed to feel her gloved hands around his shaft and ball sack - he needed a slow firm wank.

Suddenly she stopped leant back against the wall and stroked her thighs. Dr Wilson let him see her right gloved hand touch her crotch and saw that her glove was soon glistening wet. He sat up and reached out to touch her… “NEVER TOUCH ME WITHOUT MY EXPRESS PERMISSION!” she snapped and she turned and went back to her desk glaring at him still on the couch.

“Sorry “ is all he could think of to say.

She opened her drawer and pulled out an envelope - “Come over here and put these on “ she put the package on her desk and Dan walked over, bare foot and still with a painfully hard erection thrusting against the latex Jock. Inside were a pair of size 8 unlined rubber gloves, slightly thicker than the disposable latex examination gloves but still with that new rubber smell. Dan let his hands slip easily into the gloves - the air squeezed out and they moulded with his skin, rubber wrinkle free. “Now, get your penis out and I want to see you ejaculate!” Dan blinked, gulped and realised she was serious. “ I want all of your semen collected in that container so try not to be messy on my desk”.

At that she sat back and Dan thought he saw her hand slip down to her thighs again. He opened the gown and peeled down the rubber waistband of his Jock strap releasing his aching prick. She watched intently as he touched the virgin rubber gloves to his sticky dick - that first feeling as the juice mingles with the smooth rubber - natural lube… He went to work in earnest enjoying her gaze although she still looked defiant as her own hands went to work in her crotch. Dan almost shot when he heard the squelch of rubber fingers coming from her crotch.. He wanted to reach out and get his rubber covered fingers into her sex but he guessed that was not a good idea.

“Would you touch me?” Dan heard himself ask.. “I really want to feel your gloved hands around my cock”. She paused, got up from her desk and walked over to him. Her gaze was one of professional curiosity, as if he had asked her to look at a file or document. He noticed that she brought her still wet gloves to his groin with the smell of rubber and sex mingled together. It only took two strokes of those long gloved hands before he shot his load - quickly she caught his semen in the container - somehow detached from the moment. Dan pulsed several more times before sinking into chair totally spent.

“That will be all for this week” she said “ get dressed and leave those rubber gloves on my desk. Now I expect you back here next Friday at the same time.” At that she walked out of the room.