Confession Series: Sex Therapy PT. II

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Hey. Oh, wow. No, I haven't seen you in such a long time, it's good to see you, Dr.

Bennett. Yeah, I'm doing great, I guess, um, well, if I was doing great, I guess I wouldn't be here to see you, right? Oh, yeah, um, honestly, I just really wanted to talk about my relationship, and before we get into it, I know it might be a little inappropriate, but what happened between us last time, it can never happen again.

I'm your patient, you're my therapist, and it's kind of inappropriate. Well, the only reason why I decided to even reschedule therapy with you is because I saw results, and that was such a long time ago, I mean, how long was that, maybe two years? Yeah.

No, I'm in a different relationship now, I'm in an entirely different headspace. Thank you, I think you look good as well, but again, I don't want to be sidetracked, I really want to focus on the issues at hand that I have here. Okay, I'm perfectly fine with you playing some music.

Okay, yeah, I can relax. Um, I don't know if I feel comfortable taking my shirt off. We didn't do this last time, why should I take my shirt off? Okay, um, I guess.

Come on now, Dr. Bennett, what are you talking about? I can't take my pants off.

I mean, that's totally inappropriate. We're in your office, there's people right across the hallway. I didn't come here for that.

Could you please at least hear me out? Okay, okay, well, let's make a deal. I'll take my pants off if you listen to me talk, okay? Great.

So, I've been having a really difficult time with my relationship, and I recently had to end things because I found out she was lying and cheating on me. Well, um, we were actually being intimate. She was on the couch, on her knees, and I was laid back, and she was giving me head.

And all of a sudden, a text message came in from her phone. It was somebody named Mason. And he was saying that he really enjoyed spending time with her, and I don't know, it made me feel weird.

I questioned her about it, and immediately she became defensive and said, it's nothing, it's just a friend that I knew from back in the day. My first thought was, well, why is the text message thread deleted? It's as if he's responding to something.

And, um, I don't know. I knew something was kind of fishy at that point. So I said, hey, I think it'd be wise if you pull up your deleted text messages.

It's not that I want to invade your privacy or anything like that. It's just, I don't necessarily trust the situation at this moment, and I want to trust you. I want us to be open and transparent.

So immediately she started to cry. She threw a panic attack for like an hour and 30 minutes. It was really believable, and I felt real bad for her initially.

And then it just became comical, because every time that I tried to look through her phone, and which, no, that's what I was getting ready to say, it wasn't a forceful thing. I asked her to put in a code. I didn't know her code, and she willingly put a code in.

And each time I went for her deleted messages, she just acted like she was dying. So finally, I told her, I said, hey, listen, if you don't feel comfortable telling me what's in there, or showing me what's in there, just tell me what's in there. And she said she had some inappropriate things.

She didn't go into any details, whether it was pictures or videos or conversations or anything like that. But I imagine it was pretty bad, because I told her, I said, hey, well, if you can admit that you have inappropriate things and you're unwilling to let me see, I think the relationship should be over. I think we don't have trust.

And she walked out. In fact, I kicked her out. I told her, I said, get the hell out of my house.

So she left. And when she left, I never heard from her again. I don't know, my emotions feel mixed.

I feel grateful that I was able to stand up for myself, because I know there was something weird going on. And the fact that she was unable to tell me about it and literally allowed the relationship to end, it had to be really serious. It had to be something really big and juicy.

Wait a minute. What are you talking about? Come on now, Dr.

Bennett. That's not what I meant when I said big and juicy. What are you doing? Get off your knees, please.

Dr. Bennett, you're supposed to be helping me. Don't do that.

Just give me a second to finish the story. Okay. And she just decided to leave.

And I blocked her. It's so weird because I really loved her a lot. And I thought she was going to be my wife.

I thought we was going to spend forever together. And all the time, it's like I was in love with someone I never really knew. Just the illusion of who she wanted me to believe she was.

And she was intimate with other people and having conversations and spending time with other people the entire time. You know, life's funny that way. Well, my initial reaction was just to, I guess, spend time healing and focus on other things.

I don't know, but I kind of think about it like I didn't do anything wrong in this situation. I was done wrong in this situation. I kind of need to move forward.

No, I haven't been intimate at all. I tried once. I had one date, but it was so horrible.

It's like every woman I spent my time with, I compared to her, and it was just, I don't know. They just seemed like shadows or fragments of how perfect she was or the illusion of who I thought she was. Maybe.

I don't know. I never thought about it. I mean, you really think having sex with someone else will help me heal? I don't know, Dr.

Bennett. That's not really my style. I'm not that kind of guy.

Well, I did say that, but I only said that so we can go ahead and get the therapy session started. I wasn't really going to take my pants off. I told you that was a one time thing.

It happened a long time ago. You're my therapist. I'm your patient.

We shouldn't be sleeping together. We don't. Oh, fuck.

Oh, my God. Oh, suck that dick, Dr. Bennett.

Oh, my God. It feels so good. Oh, fuck.

Suck me. Oh, my God. Yes.

No, no, no, no, wait, wait, wait, wait. Use two hands, two hands. Keep sucking.

Oh, my God. It feels so good. It feels so good, baby.

Oh, my God. Suck me.