Forbidden Examination
The sterile scent of the office hangs in the air. He leans over you, his stethoscope dangling. You’re lying on the crisp white sheets, a playful vulnerability in your eyes. He gently runs his hand down your thigh. You shift slightly, a silent invitation. His touch intensifies, pulling you closer. The room feels charged with a dangerous excitement. You both know this is a game, and you’re desperate to play.