When she did straighten back up, she did not turn around, she ignored me as if I were invisible. I watch her go into the bathroom and pull the door al...ost closed. I changed positions trying to get a better view without being seen. There were huge plants, floor to ceiling, in this sun room and I was trying to find the perfect spot to sling my cum a drowned one of these plants. There was no vantage point I could see her from so a bolder tact was implemented, one that required opening her sliding. By the morning of day four I had the bathroom thing figured out. With the aid of the cane and by rolling on my side and swinging my legs onto the floor, I could mostly avoid using the muscle which put pressure on the ribs. Not very medical sounding, I know, but it worked for me. I could make it to the bathroom which was about all the movement I was up to. I considered it a great victory at the time.By the afternoon of that day, I was ready to try walking down the hall for the first time. I. “But you’re distracting!”“No, I’m not,” he replies, all innocent. “I’m helping.” Then, he firmly grasps my hips and guides me gently into a deeper stretch.I frown. I have to admit that it feels good. I can’t stretch that deep on my own. I can feel my tense muscles loosening. I sigh and move into the next pose.His hands continue to drift over my body. He grabs and kneads and massages, before easing me deeper into the next stretch. He strokes and gropes my ass in Downward Dog, and lets his. Hell, if I catch her red handed, she won't get a cent! Everyone knows me a man's man. I play poker with my buddies and drink beer and play sports. Guys like me don't put up with a woman that fucks other guys!When I noticed my arousal, my head began to swim from the confusion. I had never experienced such a surreal scenario for a closet cuckold wanna be! The raging boner belied the real me. The secret me that only I knew about. I had been having cuckold fantasies for years. Whenever I was.