re: Let's hear your best "Jody" story

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I don't understand how you could do that to another man after you went through the same thing (ish).

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I don’t either. What I do know was she, and it (the situation) was a damn drug.

My ego that had been so destroyed by my own experience, she knew just how to stroke it, just how to tempt me, my every weakness. It started out so small, just talking, then flirting, then she started sending me pictures...the phone sex.

I was lonely and working by myself in a place far from home. It was an escape.

And then when I got back, it was that old lie “just this once. Just one time to get it out of our system”.

The moment our eyes met, the moment we kissed, I was hooked. Then all the sneaking around, the clandestine nature of it all...it just seemed to make it hotter.

It’s like, even knowing it was wrong, even knowing the damage it causes...all that didn’t seem to matter. It was a literal drug.
Everytime we swore it was the last time. I’d hold out for a little bit...then she’d message me again. Send me a dirty pic. Tell me how she needed me inside her, needed my hands on her.

And i’d give in. The flesh was weak. And the sex was mind blowing.

Even when I knew that he knew I couldn’t, or wouldn’t, stop.

It was such a rush, such a thrill. It didn’t have anything to do with him. I didn’t know him from Adam.

It was her. Making me feel wanted and needed and good again. And the taboo nature of it.

Hardest thing i’ve Ever had to quit. It’s a dangerous drug once you get started. So hard to stop.