My Physio Alberto Chapter III

The weeks went by with my new routine. On Tuesdays, I had my physiotherapy session with Alberto. In all of them, I followed the usual steps, and we hardly spoke. He examined my body meticulously, praised my progress, and focused initially on the most painful areas due to the punishment of the workouts. The changes in my body were more than noticeable. I could lift much more weight than at the beginning, and my body was reflecting each additional kilo I loaded. At first, my body was defined, and the muscles that could be intuited came to light. Little by little, I gained volume. In a few months, I had gained several kilos of muscle. My back and arms were wider. I had to buy several t-shirts and shirts, as they were too tight and bothered me, especially when driving. But where I most noticed the change was in my legs and glutes. My pants were tight. I had to endure many jokes about my big ass. If I had put in implants or used padding. And it was that neither in my cycling days did I have an ass of those dimensions, nor did it attract so many glances. My wife told me that I should buy pants of another size, but she liked giving me slaps on the ass and looked at me with desire, both dressed and naked.

Family life had changed a lot. I had much more energy thanks to Alberto. I don't know if it was mental, due to my increase in muscle volume producing more testosterone, or if he transmitted his energy to me with his hands or his precum, but I had never been better. I felt like I was twenty years old, I rested better, and I enjoyed my children like never before. The workload that Ana had with the kids was shared, and she also noticed it. I was very selfish for not understanding her mood swings and that she was always exhausted and apathetic. Now our relationship was much more fluid, and I saw her smile like when she was twenty years old. The days after Tuesday, I wanted to fuck Ana all the time. And although I didn't always succeed, we were fucking more than ever. My cock was always hard as a rock, and I released much more cum than before. We both laughed at my eternal erections. Ana thought I was taking drugs or some medication. Of course, I never told her where my new energy came from.

That Tuesday, some news hit me like a blow. I didn't go to CrossFit in the morning, and I was about to miss my weekly appointment with Alberto. With just one glance, he noticed that something was wrong with me. He didn't say anything, he approached me, and he hugged me. Not like when he made me crack and I could feel his body against my back. I could feel how his large body surrounded me, and I let myself fall onto him. My head against his shoulder, and my discomfort began to disappear. I held him tight at first, as if I wanted to get inside him, and have him face my problems. Little by little, his energy relaxed me. I loosened my arms, but we remained hugged.

"What's wrong with you? I've never seen you so worried," he said in a tone of voice t...