He told me that he was one of my co-instructors. In the back of my mind I was concerned about watching his ass during the classes that he would be tea...hing.The day was fully full. There were the normal problems. The local people could not get parking, the travelers did not get the type of room that was promised, etc. There was another instructor for the class who was local. Her name was Carol. I was not really impressed by her when I met her. I soon learned that my first impressions were true.. We pitched our little tent and lit our stove to make coffee and then we heated some stew out of a can."It was so idyllic, thinking back, the sun low in the sky was still warm and she was with me."Did you make love that night?" he asked.Sure I did, I remembered, I fucked my wife every night since we were married."Yeah," I said.Her skin was smooth as silk with gentle rounded curves. True she wasn't big and busty but then I don't like my women like that. She was slender with great long legs that. " He stepped out of the room, almost in a rush, without looking back at me. "Ma'am, I don't think I understand what exactly is going on." I looked up at the nurse, almost pleadingly. "I just fell. I don't understand why..." "Shhh, don't you worry," she soothed, pulling straps across me. I started to protest, to scream, but I couldn't fathom what was going on. What would I have screamed? And to whom? I felt the leather tighten and she patted my face again. She checked them, making sure my hands. Even this one, married, not here for sex, can feel me coming on to him. He knows the sex is coming, perhaps subconsciously, but he knows, and he has no intention of stopping me for he wants it just as badly as I do.I resumed my work as if nothing was different, now employing the use of my knees and elbows to knead out the knots in his rippled back. His skin had the tight waves of finely toned muscles that I was used to from some of my clients. I hadn't seen his chest yet, but it was bound to be.