I have been there and done that. Barbara and I made a conscious decision to stay together through some very tough times to keep it from ending, and we are looking ahead to 3/12/05 when she and I will finally begin "Happily Ever After".
We grew together rather than apart but we both had to work at it.
I am a better man in every way because she came into my life and
knowing the joy I get from her presence daily I grieve when I read stories such as are in this thread. Barbara does too.
Life goes on... but it is far,far better to love, even if to eventually lose, than never to have loved at all....
Our thoughts are with all of you who shared your stories in this thread.....
Amazing passion, attraction, hot sex, dear friendship, soul mates. Met every few weeks for several days at a time in various cities.... went on for almost a year, and by the 20th or so night, the passion and friendship had grown so that the rate had dropped to almost nothing.
Yes, this has happened before several times... This was pure bliss, ecstasy just seeing each other. Sex ridiculously hot. Every overnight so heavenly, drifting off to sleep together, occasionally waking mid-night feeling turned-on and yet another hot time..
But broke things off yesterday, as he has a family, and don't want to complicate things....
Miss the unbridled sex, passion, (vibrator will surely soon burn out!), the joyful times, and the dear friendship!
With such intense feelings I hope everyone has also felt to some extent, there is surely to be some suffering..... Happy for the joy in my soul this has brought, which will always be there, and grateful to have passionately loved and lost than never to have loved before!
Wish everyone similarly ecstatic thrills of love and passion! The best feeling in life!!!!
You did something not only noble, but brave as well. I think the word is, “class.”
I’m afraid I know how you feel…
Being widowed with a grown child, I'm not encumbered by the concerns of a family. I met Marina and fell hopelessly in love. I saw her several times. The third visit was for a weekend. When Marina's driver arrived to drag her away, she slipped a note into my pocket during our final embrace. The note told me her real name, her address and phone number and instructed me to wait an hour, and then to pick her up.
When I arrived at Marina's place, she came bouncing out to my car in jeans, a sweatshirt and ponytail. She climbed into my car, gave me a big kiss and said I should head back to my place. When I asked how much this was going to cost, Marina smiled and said that I don't pay anymore.
That began a year-long love affair. During our life together, Marina and her eight-year-old daughter met my son and his wife several times. We shared a whole list of adventures which included ballooning, skydiving (her daughter just watched) and exploring several caverns in Pennsylvania. Mostly, though, Marina would simply settle in with me at my place, and we'd enjoy each other on any number of levels (on those occasions when her daughter came over as well, I insisted Marina and I sleep separately).
My relationship with Marina lasted about a year. Surprisingly, her being a provider had nothing to do with the relationship's eventual demise. Our love affair ended the way most end; it simply faded away. While we never stopped loving each other, Marina and I eventually realized we wanted different things from life (she wanted another child, for example). We stayed in touch for about another year, and now even that has faded. In fact, in a few weeks I'll send Marina and her daughter what I expect will be our last Christmas card.
Marina brought light into my life when there was only darkness. In a million years, I'd never have expected I'd fall for a provider. But my experience taught me so very much about people and about myself. I think I’m a better, more sensitive and more aware person than I was before knowing Marina.
Sure, it hurts. But I wouldn’t have traded a minute of it.
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Thanks for sharing, and am sure you brought Marina equal joy, for which she will always remember you with tenderness and will always care for you.
Im falling in a major way for one of my clients. Knowing what I know so far of him, he is everything I could ask for in a relationship. But reality hits. Its very depressing. I think, do I want the complications of love? Is it worth it? Could this work? Im not even sure if he feels the same way. I do know the sex is amazing and I love being with him, talking with him. The handing over the envelope is feeling uncomfortable. With him as a client though, the boundaries are clear. No entanglements, no jealousy. But also no true companionship. Do the benefits outweigh the costs? If I were to tell him how I feel, I could risk losing him. But I could also risk gaining something very special which may or may not last long. Fortunately for me, he is single, no kids so the possibility is there. I saw him three nights ago and still can not get him out of my head. I keep thinking of ways I can broach the subject. I did ask him last time, could you ever date a provider? He hadnt thought about it before that point, but he said he may be able to although jealousy would be an issue. Being an escort is very lonely sometimes. Dating is hard. I give so much of myself as an escort and I want want want so much in return but thats not the name of the game. I can never truly receive in this biz because what I desire IS love. I've often thought, the perfect boyfriend would be a former client. He would already know my secret.
Since you're "not even sure if he feels the same way", and he's still a client, you owe it to him to keep things the way he wishes, which so far is just professional. He will bring it up if/ when he feels the same way....
Re wanting to be in love, whether you eventually date (or have an affair with) a client, and I counsel you against the affair, or meet someone elsewhere, you'll probably be attracted to a more open-minded man. And gauging from the numbers who dabble in the hobby, odds are fair he will have, too, or at least considered it.
Wow...this is so sad!!!
It happens. It's real. Two people who know what they're doing in bed and want to do it is rare and overwhelming. Add to that a mind and a soul that connects and...
But it is tough to keep it going. I keep thinking of that line in Blade Runner:
"The light that burns twice as bright burns half as long."
But so much better to have been there and experienced it than to wander around clueless and empty like most of the population.
I ended it, just had to, it was the only fair and right thing. Could not offer the one thing that she really deserved. Still hurts, but the great white-hot relationships usually do.
I have been there and done that. Barbara and I made a conscious decision to stay together through some very tough times to keep it from ending, and we are looking ahead to 3/12/05 when she and I will finally begin "Happily Ever After".
We grew together rather than apart but we both had to work at it.
I am a better man in every way because she came into my life and
knowing the joy I get from her presence daily I grieve when I read stories such as are in this thread. Barbara does too.
Life goes on... but it is far,far better to love, even if to eventually lose, than never to have loved at all....
Our thoughts are with all of you who shared your stories in this thread.....
Having been through this and still after a year cannot look at a picture of her or read her reviews. It made me discover things about myself that before I never knew existed, what it did was make me a more complete person. This wonderful woman made me a better man.
"It takes a moment to get a crush on someone, it takes an hour to like someone, it takes a day to love someone but can take a lifetime to forget someone."
Be At Peace
I tried to break off gently, and we often talked about how it must eventually end, and the sooner we made it happen the less pain. Had some very emotional nights together re this.
We both realize we should have ended it earlier, and we knew that from the onset. Yet we didn't want to, and 'just couldn't', as he says. So true -- and so sad.... I'm a trouper and can handle much, but very, very sad for his pain, which is more than I'd expected.
We're still in contact, as he very much wants to at least keep in touch, and we did become best friends/ soul mates. Have never kept in touch after a break-up, but will do so for a short time or as long as he needs. Hard, but thankful for the joy, ecstasy, memories, and while I look at our photos listening to our shared songs, quite thankful for vibrators!!
Come to Atlanta....