Chapter 2: Building Tension
After they're departed from her office. Alan goes out for a fast food restaurant near by. He's order more than usual. Maybe the lastest session consume all of his enery. the cashier looked at him funny but no care.
He took a seat in a corner. After make sure nobody acknowledge his presence, He took out a notes that she's giving him before leave, reminding him to read alone
'4240 Melrose Dr' written on a paper
'Wear something comfortable, and come to my place. Let the game begin, Paige'
He felt his heart fluttering with excitement and a hint of nervousness. He quickly finished his food, eager to get to her place and explore this new chapter of his life.
Alan parked his car in front of the address Dr. Anderson, or Paige, had given him. He took a deep breath before knocking on the door. He heard footsteps approaching, and the door opened to reveal Paige, dressed in a tight-fitting latex catsuit, her blonde hair cascading down her shoulders.
Alan's breath hitched in his throat as he took in her appearance, his eyes tracing the smooth, shiny material that hugged her curves. Her bust was enlarge with latex tight closet. Her hand and finger are covered by latex glove.
"Come in, Alan," Paige said, stepping aside to let him enter. She closed the door behind him, and he could feel the tension in the air, a palpable sense of anticipation and excitement.
The apartment was dimly lit, with soft, moody lighting casting long shadows on the walls. In the middle of the room, Alan could see a vacbed, its lid open and ready. Next to it, a table was covered with an array of latex garments, each one more enticing than the last.
Alan's eyes widened as he took in the scene, his heart pounding in his chest.
Paige must have noticed his reaction, because she gave him a reassuring smile. "Don't worry, Alan. We'll take this one step at a time. I want you to feel comfortable and in control throughout this experience."
Alan nodded, his voice barely above a whisper. "Okay."
Paige walked over to the table and picked up a pair of latex gloves, much like the ones she had worn during their session earlier that day. She approached Alan, her movements slow and deliberate, her blue eyes locked onto his.
"Before we started, I want to discuss about an agreement" She saids "What we can or can't do. based on our agreement"