Obsessed with Sex and Being Denied ♕

I Knew He Was Into Me

He was obsessed with sex in a way that made him easy to control. My neighbor was a therapist and ran his business out of his place. Sometimes he would overhear me on the phone talking sexually. Eventually, his curiosity got the better of him, and he asked what I did for a living. I couldn’t help but tease him and keep what I did a total mystery. “I can’t tell you what I do, Eric…if I did, you might see me differently.” Of course, he tried to reassure me. Truthfully, I didn’t care if he thought poorly of what I did because I love what I do.

Something about him had my attention. I was incredibly curious as to why this handsome therapist was single and interested in me. I’d had a long day and a new bottle of wine, and thought I needed new material for work. You could say I am obsessed with sex to the point that I will seek it out. Personally, I was happy playing with men into being panty thieves, but I was looking for something less fetishy.

Was He Obsessed with Sex?

I was on a mission to find out on my own. My closet was full of sexy outfits, but I was looking to be subtle, so I wore a black dress and stockings. When Eric answered my knock on his door, the look of surprise and happiness was apparent. “Eric, I thought I would see if you were up for sharing a glass of wine with me while the maintenance guy is at my place,” I said smoothly. “What a great surprise, yes, please come in!” he said while opening the door all the way.

We both settled on the sofa and slowly drank our wine. “So, I know you have work being done at your place, but what made you want to come here?” he asked. “Well, to be honest, Eric, I am a sensual phone sex operator. I am obsessed with sex and everything to do with it”.

He Was Not Expecting That Answer

“Wait, wait, wait, wait…you’re a phone sex operator? That’s fascinating. Guys still call and pay for that?” he asked, leaning in with interest. “Oh yeah, guys definitely call to talk about all kinds of things. Most are obsessed with sex and just need someone who understands. Just so happens that my love of sex works in my favor,” I explained. “Wow, I am at a loss for words…” he said. I knew the power I held as a beautiful woman. I crossed my legs and took note of where his eyes went when I did so.

“Just because I am obsessed with sex, doesn’t mean I fuck tons of men…just means that when I do fuck…I do it better than most women,” I said with confidence. “So…does that mean you’re interested in me?” he said with a smile. “Well, I am, but my goal was to tempt and tease you and turn you into a man who was obsessed with sex and only wanted me to be the one to cure you.”