I debated whether I should share this or not, but I ultimately decided that it could be a good lesson for others to hear and, if nothing else, provide some entertainment value in Coed.
Those of you who've been around awhile will recall that for many years I had a provider here who was my "hobby girlfriend". We had a regular weekly arrangement, much to the chagrin of other hobbyists who wanted to see the other ladies who shared her incall on Tuesday afternoon. I even boasted about it in
this thread in Coed from 7(!) years ago.
She quietly disabled her account a few years after that and when anyone asked me about her, I'd either say "She moved to Bulgaria" or, if pressed, tell you that she had left the hobby and was being successful in her real world job.
What I didn't tell any of you is that I had continued to see her pretty much every Tuesday since then, culminating in our 10 year anniversary last month. We moved from the pay-per-visit model to the per-per-month model to eventually not exchanging cash but instead me taking her shopping, and on vacations, and even providing her a credit card to make purchases without me present. So over the years, I've (secretly) paid for birthday parties for her kid, school supplies and uniforms, car insurance, auto repairs, dinners out with her family, and so on.
Of course, we shared details of our personal and professional lives... I can tell you about her kid, her parents, her siblings, her business partners, her friends, her ex...
But all fairy tales must come to an end, especially if those stories involve hobbyists and providers. When you are deep inside the fairy tale, you believe that you are the special one, that you have figured out the magic of making the leap from a hobby relationship to a real-world one. You become complacent and stop fact checking everything and you start to trust that the other person is being completely honest with you, as you have been with her.
I'm sorry to have to report the sad truth that once a woman has been a whore, she always thinks like/is a whore. In hindsight, all the signs were there, I just didn't see them or chose not to see them... such as always getting together on the same day of the week even when that was no longer necessary, never spending the night with me even after I was separated and eventually divorced with my own place, never being able to spend time at her house during the day or on nights when her kid was with the baby daddy, never getting the middle-of-the-night texts that she couldn't sleep or was thinking of me, not being invited to any events involving her family or friends, no public displays of affection or even holding hands while we were in Austin. (Which she freely did when we were out of town.)
I'm sure all of you see where this is headed.
I confided in a close friend and he instantly thought that there was something odd/being hidden here and offered to check into things for me. And, yes, she had been living with a dude for the past few years.
I confronted her and, being a good whore, she denied it. Why does your "landlord" have his car registered at your address? Why does his car appear to be parked outside your house every night? Why is he Facebook friends with pretty much every person you've ever told me about?
Deny deny deny. Oh, and accuse me of being a stalker.
Of course after neglecting to mention that she had been living with someone for the past few years, I started to wonder what other things she had lied to me about. Was her "real world" job really so successful that she could only see me once a week? Was I really the only guy she was still seeing from her days on ECCIE? Did she really have the health issues she told me about in excruciating detail?
I'll probably never know.
But if you're a guy who owns a house east of I-35 with a live-in girlfriend who "works" outside the house a lot, you might want to start asking some questions...
And so ends yet another hobby relationship.
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The Unsuccessful Long-Term Hobby Relationship
