You smiled to yourself as you finished washing and then switched off the shower and felt the cooling water wash over your back and then stop. You opened the shower door and stepped out. The cool March air hit your body making you shiver all over but it was what you needed to make you feel alive.

You had planned everything out in your head after conversations online and you enjoyed the thrill of seeing how your plans would play out.

You stepped onto the towel that you’d left on the bathroom floor and shook yourself and quickly dried yourself down. Without too much thinking you threw the towel off and dashed downstairs fully nude, loving the freedom and hating the chill that caught you.

Down the stairs, and across the kitchen to the dryer that had just finished. You stopped in the light of the windows in the kitchen, enjoying the gentle warmth of the sun on your skin and breathed out. Checking the clock on the oven to make sure you still had plenty of time, you reached over and picked up the blue medical gloves on the worktop. Carefully, as if you were pulling on a fine pair of stockings, you picked up the left glove and pulled it on and then repeated the operation with the delicate right glove. You couldn’t help the little buzz of realising you’d never been like this before, dressed only in a pair of medical gloves!

You used the gloves to open the door to the dryer and rummaged inside. First a pair of knickers. You quickly grabbed them and stepped into them. Not your finest panties but a pair you loved anyway as they suited your hips and fitted so well. Black cotton high cut. Nice and tight up against your freshly shaven pussy. Oh gosh, this feels good. Wrong for some reason. Next another rummage around and then your woollen dress. You pulled it out, straightened it down and pulled it over your head. That’ll do now. You shut the door of the dryer with your gloved hands and then headed like a guilty schoolgirl back upstairs.

Oh gosh. This is so good! So simple. Why don’t I do this every day! You thought.

You moved across to your desk and using your gloved hand called up one of your favourite erotic audiobooks and pressed play. You smiled again and then started to calm down and focus. The words and the experience increasing your arousal. Your nipples were nice and hard against the wool of your dress. You shuffled around to the near the edge of your desk and started rubbing your body over your dress in your gloves. Pretty soon the gloves were going up inside your dress and rubbing over your bare breasts, tweaking your nipples and feeling your lovely smooth tummy. You couldn’t help going lower. Gosh, is this kinky? You wondered, sliding your gloved fingers inside your panties. Oh! That feels like somebody else touching me there. The gloves feel like they’re lubricated.. Ah no. You can’t help but spread your legs wider and slide your gloved hands inside your panties. One hand roaming over and between your ass cheeks and the other down to touch your clit and lips. Urggg. This is so hot I love it.

You know you haven’t got too much time so you must focus on the plan, so you step forwards with your dress up around your waist and start to gently press your clit against the side of your desk. Like you’ve done countless times before, you start to relax, resting your clit on the corner of your desk and relax into the audiobook. You just love the feeling of your erect clit, your knickers and the hard wood pressing against it. You enjoy being hands-free and can’t get enough of the sensation of your latex gloves roaming your body under your dress and then alternating from there and down to inside your panties grabbing your ass cheeks and somehow pushing your pussy even harder onto the desk. You close your eyes and let the erotic audio take over, hearing somebody else’s fantasy described in detail is so fun.

But it’s no good and you don’t have that much time, you let go and start gasping out loud as you push you lift your pussy up and then back down getting the angle just right as you grind your lips and clit against the corner of your desk. Panting, your hands roam your tummy and up to your breasts gripping them tight, harder, pushing down, grinding and then letting go. Having a lovely clitoral orgasm on the edge of your desk, off and back down again, your calves aching from the effort and then down and over the edge and gasping out loud, "Oh, I want you and I want this."

And then stopping and breathing and waiting. And opening your eyes and stopping the audiobook and then sitting down and breathing and waiting.

You smile and stand up. A quick glance at the corner of the desk, no way! And a quick hitch up of the skirt of your dress, to check, yes way, you grin again and admire the large wet spot you’ve soaked into the black panties and then scoot off back downstairs.

Must remember no touching.

You slide into your shoes that you’d intentionally left out, picked up your keys and purse, opened the door, stepped out, and pulled the door behind you. You looked around. It was strange to be outside, and even stranger to be in medical gloves. Still, you’d seen people wearing stranger things recently. You popped your keys into your purse and headed off down the path.

It was about a ten-minute walk to the park and you enjoyed hearing the birds singing and the bright sun warming you just enough through your dress. You couldn’t help smiling again as you walked past a couple who were out for their daily walk, the male partner had clearly checked your breasts out. You looked down, ah I can see why he noticed the combination of the desk work out and the cool March air had certainly had an effect.

You were actually enjoying being out, with no phone and no distractions apart from the damp patch between your legs. Pretty soon you got to the park, and headed around the path on the right. I wonder if he’s here?

Never mind, you were focussing on your task in hand and somewhat enjoying it! This wasn’t the kind of thing normal girls did, but never mind. You saw the spot up ahead, it was off the path by the wall protected by another wall. You looked around, nobody in sight, and headed off the path and quickly tucked in behind the wall. Nobody could see you. You paused again. You couldn’t stop grinning. You felt so alive. You pulled your dress up again to show the world your knickers. It was so nice. You reached down and pushed your still warm and sticky pussy onto your panties and made to pull them up especially tight. Have I got time? you wondered… No, not now. Keeping your dress pulled up you reach down and pull your panties down and push them onto the leaves and clumsily step out of them. Oh, my bare pussy looks so nice in a natural environment, I must show it off more often outside.

There. You picked them up with your gloved hands and tucked them behind a small bush by the wall and then walked back out.

Still nobody around.

Your heart beating hard.

A shiver as the sun went behind the clouds and you kept on walking, not looking back. Out to the top of the park. A convenient bench, a bin beside it to dispose of the medical gloves and then another grin, a glance around, a furtive glance around, I mean it’s a little wrong to wear so little in a public space, and it’s even more wrong to leave your cummie panties for a friend.

The sun came out, you tilted your head back and squeezed your thighs together.

Mmmmm. I hope he likes them.