A few years ago, I had to go to a physical therapist to rehab and injury. I settled on a young, no-nonsense woman, fairly attractive, fairly small breasts, but very physical! We got down to business, and as the weeks got by, I would act afraid of her, whimpering as she called my name back into her “Torture Dungeon”, as I liked to call the gym. She laughed, but I took my rehab serious, and I think she appreciated it. One of the highlights was getting to watch her amazing body as she showed me what stretches and exercises she wanted me to do! A great excuse to stare at her hips, pelvis and chest! I think she knew it, as I felt she would return the stares as I tried to do what she showed me! We would have some down time as I would sometimes go to fast or far, and we talked. I found out she was married with two three kids (And with that body! WOW!) She knew I was married, so we talked a bit about our spouses and life! Towards the end of my treatment, I found out she was leaving for greener pastures, so I moped around, saying she was leaving on me! We laughed, but there was that moment when I felt that IF I had met her outside of therapy… It could be just my overactive cuckolded brain, hence the subject of this gallery! There was no way anything would or could have happened, as she had more to lose professionally, but sometimes I wondered as I popped visible wood in my sweat pants as she painfully stretched out my legs what she was thinking…