As Sean and I chatted, he moved to the seat next to mine. We continued to talk about sports, his work as a clinical psychologist, and our family backgrounds. This went on for almost an hour. During that time Sean got closer to me and several times touched my shoulder. I didn’t think anything about that. It didn’t seem out of place. As I shared my frustrations about my relationship with Janet, he seemed to understand and provided some encouragement that everything would work out.
At one point he put his hand on my thigh. It seemed to be assuring to me. I didn’t object. It gave me a sense of calm and reassurance.
Sean finally said, “This bar stool is not very comfortable. There’s a table over in the corner, why don’t we move over there. It will make our conversation more private and easier on our rear ends.”
I agreed, and we moved to the table. It was relatively dark in that corner so there was a sense of privacy as we talked. As the conversation continued, I had an increasing sense of peace and confidence with Sean that seemed strange since we had only met and hour or so before.
Sean again put his hand on my thigh as we talked, I did not back away or try to remove it. The conversation became more personal.
Sean asked, “How is the relationship between you and your wife?”
I shared, “We have had a rough time and in fact tonight she argued and wanted out of our marriage. Packing her bags, she drove off to Ohio. I think this is the end of our 10 years together.”
Sean replied, “I am sorry to hear that. It must be a very sad day for you.”
“Yes and no.” I replied. “The past couple of years have been very rough and we only fought about anything and everything. Not what I wanted in a marriage.”
With a sympathetic voice Sean said, “I can see that it was rough on you.” At that same time, he started to stroke my leg. I started to feel a tingle of excitement.
He continued, “It must have made your sex life difficult.”
With a half-smile I responded, “I haven’t had sex in at least 3 years. My wife kept complaining about my ability in the bedroom and my small cock. She said if I were a real man, I would have a big cock. She claimed the last time we had sex, it was the worst she had ever had.”
Sean replied, “That must have hurt you. So, what did you do?”
“I just remained frustrated and looked at porn.” I hesitated for a moment then said, “Masturbation became my release. Not very satisfying but it was something.”
At that point I realized I had shared something very personal with a person I barely knew. That was embarrassing and what did Sean think of me?
“What type of porn do you enjoy?” he asked.
Embarrassed I hesitated to say anything. After an awkward minute of silence, I gave a nondescript answer, “Oh the usual stuff.”
Sean not satisfied with that answer gently continued. “One of my favorite movies is the ‘Story of O’ have you seen that movie?”
This gave me a sense that it would be ok to talk about that movie since it had been a commercial success, a number of years ago. “Yes, it is a classic. I found that it was both exciting and could create fantasies.”