I never tried a female therapist after I decided I wanted to sleep with my male therapist. It was a shock to me, realizing I wanted to sleep with my therapist because I had been seeing him for some time. Suddenly one day I thought, I wonder what he looks like naked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Where did that come from?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
One day in session I thought, (thought mind you, I did not say\u2026) \u201cI\u2019m physically attracted to him.\u201d None the less, I was mortified because I was sure he could read it in my face.
I\u2019m not a good liar. I will never forget the trauma I felt after realizing that in the 7th grade I had made a huge blunder in staring at Christopher just a tad bit too long. Yes, he was the football star. Yes, I was the pudgy wallflower but no; I wasn\u2019t staring at him because longed for affection; I was staring at him because I saw him with his father at the car wash on Saturday.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Stay with me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
His dad\u2019s car was newer and better looking than my dad\u2019s car but it was Christopher\u2019s dad that fascinated me. He was tall like Christopher, but he was bald and his shoulders stooped. He wasn\u2019t attractive in middle age at all and I knew that Christopher would look just like his dad in just a few short years.\u00a0 It was depressing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
So I was staring, in class. And then the class was jeering. I was near tears and Christopher sincerely hated me. Throughout school he would make me miserable. He even inspired me to diet between my sophomore and junior year\u2013to no avail they harassed me even after losing weight. But no matter how awful I felt, or how often I fought tears, after I gave it some thought I felt sorry for Christopher, he would look like his dad someday.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
On my last visit I asked my therapist if he had any relations by the first name of Christopher.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He answered quickly, so I asked, \u201cAre you sure?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
My therapist looked at me sharply because that was his favorite question to me, \u201cAre you sure?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I smiled weakly because I knew explaining would take too long and this guy was not cheap. He shrugged and answered me, \u201cYes, I\u2019m sure I\u2019m not related to anyone named Christopher.\u201d
I cleared my throat and told him I wasn\u2019t coming back, that I needed a change. He looked a little worried, then said that because my problems stem from not being able to form lasting relationships that perhaps I\u2019d better stick with him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A surge of sexual longing coursed through me and I had to swallow hard. That moment will live as long as I do. I can still see my therapist\u2019s bald head, stooped shoulder and shocked look after the best 10 minutes of hard sex I had ever had in my life. It was just what Christopher needed (where ever he is) and my cure.\u00a0 I wish I had seen it sooner, it would have saved me so much money, and so much time.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
One day in session I thought, (thought mind you, I did not say\u2026) \u201cI\u2019m physically attracted to him.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"nf_dc_page":"","_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[6,3,19],"tags":[21,24,23],"class_list":["post-277","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-short-story","category-short-fiction","category-writing","tag-shortstory","tag-vss","tag-writing"],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"amp_enabled":true,"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/lydiaink.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/277","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/lydiaink.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/lydiaink.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lydiaink.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lydiaink.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=277"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/lydiaink.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/277\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":789,"href":"https:\/\/lydiaink.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/277\/revisions\/789"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/lydiaink.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=277"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lydiaink.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=277"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lydiaink.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=277"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}