Client Confessions: No Sex Sessions

Dear ValleyScott,

I’ve been reading your blog for the past couple of months and I really like it.  I thought I might share my story with you and your readers:

Hello, my name is Stan, and I have never had sex with an escort.  In the past five years I have spent over $100,000 on escorts.  But no sex.  No intercourse.  No blow jobs.  

You’re probably thinking I am crazy at this point.  I guess most people would think I am crazy.  A guy must be nuts to spend thousands and thousands of dollars on escorts and not have sex with them.

But I’m not crazy.  Just impotent.

Here is my story:

I spent 22 years in the US Navy.  I loved the Navy.  I had planned on doing a full 25 years before getting out, but life doesn’t always go according to plan.

I spent most of my career working on jet aircraft.  It was challenging work that required a lot of skill, intelligence, and hard work.  It was my job to keep those planes flying.  This meant I spent a lot of time on aircraft carriers.  Loved it.  I loved traveling all over the world.  I loved being on board the biggest, baddest warships that man had ever made.  As my career progressed I loved the respect that I was shown.  While I was never an officer, the pilots in the squadrons I served in came to respect me.  They knew I would keep their planes in top condition.  They knew I had their back.

I got married young—at 19—and we had 3 kids.  Those pilots of mine were always very generous to my kids at Christmas and birthdays.  The Navy can be an amazing family, and it was for me.  I had a career I loved, a wife I loved, kids I loved.  A life I loved.

Then it all came to end.

We had just returned from a deployment in the Middle East and we were doing a major maintenance cycle on all our aircraft.  Combat deployments take a heavy toll on aircraft, so afterwards there is a ton of work for me and my people.  One day we were testing an engine that had just had what you might call an overhaul.  And it blew up.  When a jet engine goes, there is a lot of metal in the air.  Several of us got hit with shrapnel.  I took several small pieces into my abdomen, chest, and right leg.

It took a couple of surgeries, but the doctors saved my life and my leg.  But I suffered Neve damage.  This made it so my leg doesn’t work properly anymore.  Rehab helped, but I couldn’t pass my physical fitness to stay in the Navy.  But the never damage also left me completely impotent.  No more sex.  

I’ll be honest, I did not take it well.  I was out of Navy and felt like less than a man for the first time in my life.  So I drank.  Stupid.  My wife didn’t cope well either.  Can’t say that I blame her.  It wasn’t long before she left.  One of my kids was already in college, and the other two went with their mom.  It took two years, but I sobered up.  I get along well with my kids, but my marriage was over.

I have a really good job, working for a major airline. I oversee repairs on their planes at large airport.  It pays really good.  And since all my kids are now adults, and my ex has remarried, I have no child or spousal support.  This leaves me with a lot of extra cash.  But it also leaves me very lonely.  This is where the escorts come in.

Even though I can’t have sex, I still feel a need for intimacy.  I need to have something in my life.  To touch someone, and to be touched.  I tried massage, but that didn’t work for me.  Dating was a bust for me.  So I started seeing escorts.  The first time I was scared to death.  But I got used to it.

Working for an airline, I can get cheap or free flights easily.  So I will go somewhere for the weekend, get a room, and hire a series of escorts to come visit me for an hour or two.  Sometimes longer.

We sit, we talk.  I tell them why I can’t have sex.  We will often cuddle.  Most of the time they will undress for me, or wear lingerie.  I touch them.  They touch me.  Sometimes I will pay a lady to spend the night and just sleep with me.  I have most of my meals with escorts on these trips.

At home, I see a few ladies as well.  Many of these have become friends to me.  Often I have dinner or lunches with these local ladies and they don’t want me to pay for their time.  Some do, but many don’t.  

For the first two years I was doing this I felt it was very odd.  But over time it became such a regular part of my life that I find it normal.  My time with these escorts is truly wonderful.  I find real fulfillment in this part of my life.  I get the kind of intimacy I crave, but without the stress of a full time relationship or the pressure of sex.  Considering how often these ladies contact me, asking if I want to see them again, I assume that they also enjoy our time together.  Or perhaps they just like the easy money (which does not offend me at all).

I just thought that your readers might enjoy a very different perspective on the client-provider dynamic.  Thank you for your blog, I have found it very enlightening over the past few months.

—Chief Stan, USN (retired)

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Thank you for your service, Chief, and for your story.  I am very happy for you that you have found s piece of happiness through this rather interesting world of Consensual Transactional Sex (or not sex, in your case).  I guess you are living proof that we clients really are paying for a lady’s time, and not for sex.