Doctor-Patient Confidentiality: Chapter One Hundred and Eighty-One (Role Play Edition)

You turn to follow his movement in time to see him stripping off his shirt. The drenched, clingy fabric slowly reveals a broad chest and chiseled back, abs and biceps flexing with every subtle motion. Even though it’s wet, he folds it up neatly before discarding it into a mesh-like hamper. Then his bottoms follow suit.

Holy shit…

Silently, you watch him completely bare himself, lost in the sight of his remarkable body. Muscled. Toned. Dense.

You choke on a swallow, in disbelief at the visual evidence of everything yours was just put through.

He walks back toward you, his blatant nudity filling your entire vision. For the very first time, you see him. All of him. And yet, it somehow doesn’t level the playing field. Doesn’t make you feel any less aware of your own nakedness. Your eyes latch onto his cock, hanging heavy between his muscled thighs even though it’s supposedly at rest. Before you can avert your gaze and pretend you’re not gawking, he pulls you to your feet.