My physio Alberto II

Chapter II

That night, I tried to avoid my wife, as if she could discover what had happened by looking into my eyes. It wasn't difficult, since the session with Alberto had lasted about two hours and she had to take care of the kids on her own. I waited until Ana was asleep before going to bed. Contrary to what I expected, I fell asleep immediately. Once I lay down in bed, a relaxation I hadn't felt in years invaded me. I slept soundly, without waking up even once. The awakening was just as surprising. I didn't have to wait for the alarm clock to go off. I opened my eyes, and although it was still early to go to work, I felt renewed energy. My wife and kids were still sleeping, and as Alberto had recommended, I didn't have to go to crossfit after one of his sessions. Partly, it relieved me, I don't know if I could look him in the face after what happened yesterday.

When I tried to urinate, it was impossible to do so in the toilet. My cock was staring at me insolently with a hardness that prevented me from aiming at the bowl. After several attempts, I gave up and went to the shower. I turned on the hot water and tried to relax. The hardness subsided enough for a stream of urine to start flowing with a parabola that ended in the shower plate, since my cock was still staring at the ceiling. The morning discharge didn't make my cock return to its normal state of relaxation, as it did every morning. It was still hard as never before. I had the temptation to give myself a good morning jerk, but the possibility of my wife catching me in the act didn't appeal to me. As I soaped up between my buttocks, I could feel my anus more sensitive than usual. It didn't hurt, nor did I have any discomfort, but I felt it differently. As soon as I touched it, my cock jumped and expelled a drop of pre-cum that mixed immediately with the water falling on my body. I looked at the door and regretted not having locked it to be able to relieve myself with tranquility.

I had a coffee standing in the kitchen, watching as the room lit up gradually with the sunrise. I thought about Alberto, about how he made me feel. My cock was still equally hard between the folds of the bathrobe. I had never had an erection like that, not even in my adolescence. But what surprised me most was the total absence of guilt. I felt relaxed and with an energy I had forgotten.

My wife started to wake up when the aroma of the cup of coffee I placed on her bedside table invaded the room. I raised the blinds a bit, enough to be able to move around the room without disturbing Ana's awakening.

"Have I forgotten our anniversary or is it my birthday?" she asked, smelling the coffee she had always been addicted to, except during her pregnancies.

"No, nothing like that. Today I woke up feeling like new. You stay in bed for a while, and I'll get the kids ready and take them to school."

"I hope you wake up like this every day," she said before taki...