Andrea Evans has the life other women envy. A vast house. A Ferrari in the garage. A millionaire husband who looks perfect on her arm.

What they don't see is the empty weeks when he's away. The other women. Or the pretty young wife who has learned to play the innocent when he's home, and to want something far less innocent when he isn't.

Then SexTech builds her a suit.

Custom-cut black latex full of sensors and stimulants, and six hours a day in a world so real she can feel a stranger's mouth, a yacht deck under her heels, a collar tighten at her throat. The only person who knows how the machine really works is Graham — the hot technician who fitted her suit, tested it, and has developed an interest in Andrea so intense that the professional walls between them soon fall down.

In the other world, Andrea can have anyone. In this one, she is still Mrs Evans. Then both worlds collide

The arrangement stops being a secret, the suit stops being just a toy, and Andrea feels free enough to say the one line she was always destined to say, to anyone she desires:

I'm all yours.

Book length: 35,000 words.