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Married Mongers
- Thread starter Micawber
- Start date
Everyone has their story! For me it's not about once and done anymore! Over time you will meet so many women! Eventually you as a man will have no choice but to love her again! Of course she not love you! But U love her! Maybe she love u.
I am not married. Have a GF for 13+ years. And let me tell you I know what I want!
Do I really?
Who knows! Nother day another dollar!
Me and her!
I am not married. Have a GF for 13+ years. And let me tell you I know what I want!
Do I really?
Who knows! Nother day another dollar!
Me and her!
I know the OP started this thread with the theme of "guilt" after an AMP visit. May I introduce another aspect of emotion that I think I would feel if I participated in this sport? The way I would put it is lack of respect for yourself for doing something that is outside the bonds of a relationship or marriage. You know that you weren't supposed to, and most likely your SO would say it is dead wrong NO MATTER the circumstances, but you found a way to justify it anyway.
But my real point is that you had to pay someone for acting like you're wanted. You might argue that it's just a release and merely physical, but if it was truly that, it wouldn't necessitate a young hot thang with a tight bod whispering to you that "you too big". It does involve emotion, for at least that half hour. You feel like someone attractive "wants" you.
For me personally, I'd want her to actually want me, and not just because I'm paying her. That's why I keep in relatively good shape though I'm in my 50's, with the naive notion that the provider might actually be attracted to me and go above and beyond just to show it. Yes, that'll never happen I know. But I keep the dream alive when I walk in to every new provider hoping they'll think that "this guy's so much better than most of my customers, I can't wait to pleasure him with a great massage and maybe more." LOLOL.
So it is this thought and my principals that hold me back. I'm afraid of walking out thinking "I just paid someone to fake like they wanted to have sex with me". Instead, I really just paid someone to do something they never would have done otherwise. And judging from some of your descriptions, many of these providers are acting just mechanically, or not attractive enough where you'd give them a second look if you passed them on the street.
I know most of you will call me a pussy for thinking this way. I just don't think I could fully enjoy it during and after because I had to pay for something that should really be more fulfilling than just physically. Not judging anyone. I'm sure that I'm in the overwhelming minority in this and I'm actually jealous of you guys that can bust your nut several times a week with a variety of women whatever your situation is. I would probably enjoy life more if I didn't let my principles get in the way of having fun. Probably why I really don't enjoy life. My wife is willing to give it to me more than the 2x a month that we do it, but the lack of variety leaves me aching for more. Believe me, my desire is still there.
But my real point is that you had to pay someone for acting like you're wanted. You might argue that it's just a release and merely physical, but if it was truly that, it wouldn't necessitate a young hot thang with a tight bod whispering to you that "you too big". It does involve emotion, for at least that half hour. You feel like someone attractive "wants" you.
For me personally, I'd want her to actually want me, and not just because I'm paying her. That's why I keep in relatively good shape though I'm in my 50's, with the naive notion that the provider might actually be attracted to me and go above and beyond just to show it. Yes, that'll never happen I know. But I keep the dream alive when I walk in to every new provider hoping they'll think that "this guy's so much better than most of my customers, I can't wait to pleasure him with a great massage and maybe more." LOLOL.
So it is this thought and my principals that hold me back. I'm afraid of walking out thinking "I just paid someone to fake like they wanted to have sex with me". Instead, I really just paid someone to do something they never would have done otherwise. And judging from some of your descriptions, many of these providers are acting just mechanically, or not attractive enough where you'd give them a second look if you passed them on the street.
I know most of you will call me a pussy for thinking this way. I just don't think I could fully enjoy it during and after because I had to pay for something that should really be more fulfilling than just physically. Not judging anyone. I'm sure that I'm in the overwhelming minority in this and I'm actually jealous of you guys that can bust your nut several times a week with a variety of women whatever your situation is. I would probably enjoy life more if I didn't let my principles get in the way of having fun. Probably why I really don't enjoy life. My wife is willing to give it to me more than the 2x a month that we do it, but the lack of variety leaves me aching for more. Believe me, my desire is still there.
@mitchxy1 - Yeah, I used to think like you did. For the longest time, I was a straight arrow and never strayed. I thought people who paid for sex were losers. But back then, I was still getting it once a week from my wife. I too hated the lack of variety, but I felt like she was keeping up her end of the bargain.
Well, eventually, she stopped keeping up her end. In your case, it sounds like your wife is still game. I think if my wife still wanted sex, I'd be where you are; so its hard to fault you for your perspective As far as a lack of self-respect, I'd have to say nothing could be further from the truth. Actually, I feel like I've been let out of prison. In some ways, this Hobby is the greatest adventure of my life. I'm glad I happened into it while I was still young enough to enjoy it. I'd hate like fuck to be 75+ and sexually incapacitated (or worse) and spend the remainder of my life regretting what I could have done. Ponder that.
Well, eventually, she stopped keeping up her end. In your case, it sounds like your wife is still game. I think if my wife still wanted sex, I'd be where you are; so its hard to fault you for your perspective As far as a lack of self-respect, I'd have to say nothing could be further from the truth. Actually, I feel like I've been let out of prison. In some ways, this Hobby is the greatest adventure of my life. I'm glad I happened into it while I was still young enough to enjoy it. I'd hate like fuck to be 75+ and sexually incapacitated (or worse) and spend the remainder of my life regretting what I could have done. Ponder that.
Interesting post mitchxy1, when I was younger I was similarly "principled". My wife was not giving it, we were doing each other. I had no desires to look at other women, let alone fuck them. We created enough "variety" of our own. Then, menopause. Then, guilt. Then, the acceptance of who I am and what I need. I do not need a younger woman to tell me lies. In fact, some of these women are vastly older than they appear. What I do need is for a woman, even a woman who has sex for a living, to look at me after the encounter with a look of pleasant surprise and gratitude. Knowing that I can still deliver the goods enough to impress a sex worker is more addictive than the sex itself. Sometimes it is an act, but I've been with enough women to know the truth (sometimes). One day, soon, my weapon will shoot no more. But I will have amazing memories to tell the guys at the senior living facility. They will call me a fucking liar. And I will know the fucking part is true!
I am under no disillusions about this hobby. I am a human being walking into a fantasy, they are a human being doing a job. In any business transaction, there is a possibility of extending the transaction into a personal realm. The more time and money you spend on this business arrangement the more likely it will become more than a transaction.
If you do not believe me, then go listen on the the legends in this industry in your specific area. You walk in, you get amazing service like you are the only man on the face of the earth and then you login and read all of the reviews of that provider from others feeling the same exact way.
If you do not believe me, then go listen on the the legends in this industry in your specific area. You walk in, you get amazing service like you are the only man on the face of the earth and then you login and read all of the reviews of that provider from others feeling the same exact way.
It's not so much the lack of sex from my wife, sure it's slown down since we had kids. I was mongering before were married though. I just need a variety. Plus the bigger issue is that I've always preferred sex with a stranger rather than with someone I know like my SO. Paying for it adds even more excitement sometimes. I know that's my psychological issue. I can't explain it though. Can anyone relate?
I agree. The best part of the visit is seeing the pleasure happen to a partner, even though she is a transient partner. And an experienced man can usually tell the real from the fake by all of the subtle telltale signs emitted. And I would further argue that if your partner truly cares enough to convince you, the act of a careful deception is in itself an act meant to convey kindness.
