Against All Odds Pt. 04 - Sex Stories

Against All Odds Pt. 04

... what I did was fine, but they all failed. "After what I did, Charity, he's done with me."

"What happened, Melissa?"

With this, I broke down and told her everything. Leaving home at sixteen, working hard, getting in shitty relationships, blowing them up, moving from job to job and eventually getting to the city. Meeting Cathy, being a party girl, having the time of my life, being free and fun, and eventually becoming a Sugar Baby. Sharing that I was good at making men feel good while having fun.

"You do know that is sex work? Nothing is wrong with it, but it takes a healthy person to understand its pitfalls. Drugs never help. But I want to know what happened with Dave?"

I told her our story, beaming the whole time, describing our connection, everything we shared, how open Dave tried to be, hinting at our sex life, and giggling like girls, sharing what it feels like having a man love you completely. "It was the time of my life," I proclaimed.

I then told her about being bisexual, the Loft Lesbians; she laughed at that term with a scowl added, and then about dating two men, hinting at Ryan's gift or curse, take your pick.

"Why the other guy, Melissa? Why blow it up it up with Dave?"

"I don't know. Ryan made me feel special. He was a distraction when Dave was away."

"Melissa, do you know the difference between new relationship energy and true enduring love?" She paused. "Let me guess, all of this started about two years into your relationship with Dave, ...

... right?"

I didn't need to answer. This hit me like a brick in the face. What a fool I was, and I knew then I needed some help. My determination to quit drugs swelled inside me. Step one, I thought.

"What other rationalizations did you make up to yourself? I'm young? Just for fun? He will never know? Open relationship? Polyamory? You deserve it?"

I blushed, knowing it was all lies now. "Most of that."

"Did you share any of this with Dave?"

"He knew I was bi and played with the girls."

"Did you tell him in detail or make sure he was ok with that? You know, discuss the boundaries?"

"No, I never was honest with him."

"Let me guess, you also convinced yourself he was doing what you were doing?"

"Yes."

"Was he?"

"No."

"Look, Dave hinted at what he walked in on Melissa." Knowing how bad it was made me cringe. She added point blank, "Are you a size queen, Melissa? Nothing wrong with that as some women are, and it's nothing to be ashamed about."

Holy crap, I turned a bright shade of red. I'd thought about this subject while at my parents' house and had emphatically decided. "No, I'm not Charity!" I was thoughtful before I continued. "I don't really care about size except maybe at the spectrums. It's more important to a guy than most girls. I was a sex worker, and my 'go-to mode' was pleasing men. I'm good at it. Ryan's gift was exciting but not something I would want to be with long-term. It was a problem I'd rather not deal with ever again.

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