Two years ago I fell off a ladder and injured my back, which required two months of PT. My PT was in her early 30s, about 5'8, stocky, but a muscular stocky. Very muscular. She ran marathons and ultra marathons, despite being stocky there was not an ounce of fat on her. She was attractive, with dark brown hair and eyes, great smile. Usually she was in tights and a nice top that was long enough to go over her butt. There was one day, however, that she had a short skirt on. On this day she was introducing me to a new exercise that involved a little legwork, and as my PT she was trying to show me how to do this exercise. I know face was red, and I was honestly doing everything that I could to not creep on her, but there was no way. I had a perfect shot of turquoise panties, that were somewhat sheer, and I saw enough to know that she was cleanly shaved. I caught her smirking. I don't think she had a thing for me, so I can only assume that she was smirking at my futile efforts to not creep. Hell, what do I know though.
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