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I got my medical restrictions and they recommended an appointment with base physio. The appointment was doing our usual unit pt time so I showed up in shorts and a t shirt. The physiotherapist I was working with was a young woman in her early twenties who introduced herself as Courtney. She was dressed in loose pink scrub pants and a black t shirt with her nametag pinned to the right side. She had blonde hair with bangs pulled back into a ponytail, a friendly smile and a very fit body. I could see the outline of a sports bra through her shirt and they looked like perky c cups, even in the sports bra. Her arms and shoulders were well defined.
She asked me a few questions about how I got injured and my pain levels, then had me lay back to test my range of motion. She had her hands on my thigh, guiding me to lift it up towards my chest or out to the side. She had me push against her to see if I still had strength... The whole time I couldn't help but get hard, my shorts riding up my thigh and tightening around my (admittedly below average) bulge. She never mentioned or reacted to my arousal, but it was hard to miss.
Towards the end, she had me lean back and prodded at my inner thigh with her thumb and knuckles. My teased cock was throbbing and twitching from her touching. She looked up to make eye contact with me, her forearm brushing against my shaft.
"how does that feel?" she asked me, pressing her thumb into my leg while her arm still rested against my cock.
I opened my mouth to reply, my shaft twitching against her and nothing but a soft gasp escaping my mouth. I began to cum into the fabric of my shorts, both of us frozen for a few seconds. She moved away, before any of my cum soaked through the shorts. She turned away, typing a few notes on her computer but I could see a flush in her cheeks.
The rest of the appointment was rushed and awkward. She had mentioned showing me some stretches when I arrived but we skipped that part. I booked a follow up appointment for two weeks from now, and she seemed to get back to her original, friendly attitude when I was on my way out.
My shorts and underwear were a mess, but were dark in colour and didn't show any stains. I went directly to my car and home to change before heading into work.