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There was this one summer that I got to go to an MP in the northern part of NCR, and I kinda fell for this MPA (got her service, and her cp #, 4 times in about 11 days), and got her to go out with me during that period . . .

 

The thing was, we both new it's temporary intimacy, so we just went along with the flow, but we didn't even give our real names to each other . . .

 

After summer, I stopped going because I'm going back to teaching that 1st semester in a new college (mahirap na) . . . I told this thin fiction about going abroad for work to soften the blow . . .

 

Imagine the awkwardness that happened when it turned out that my theraloves happened to be my student (!) in the college where I would be teaching (am teaching statistics that time) . . . In one fell swoop, we learned of each other's true identity . . .

 

Well, my theraloves did the most practicable move she could make . . .

 

She transferred classes, claiming that the schedule is in conflict with her work (!) shift . . .

 

I didn't renew my contract after that sem . . . It would have too much of a strain for me, more so for her . . .

 

I guess I loved her too much for that . . .

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So, to test out my own advice and questions, I paid her a surprise visit. Anonymous reservation, no clue that I was going to arrive, plainly as a GM. The room was dim. I sat facing away from the door. But she only needed to see my silhouette.

 

Bakit ka nandito? Alam mong ayoko na dito tayo sa loob.

 

She acted like she saw a ghost; sitting at the other end of the bed, farthest from me.

 

Hindi kita gagawin. Hindi ko kaya.

 

She wanted me to pick a different thera. I declined. But she was adamant, too. One of the qualities I really liked about her.

 

Iba yung sa atin eh. Iba ka. May something tayo.

 

So we just sat far away from each other. Glancing looks. One question here and there. She still wanted me to choose someone else. I just kept declining. She went out a couple of times to smoke. I strongly felt she did not want to see me, and yet she never asked me to leave, nor did she choose to leave.

 

At that moment I did not know what to feel. Or what to say. Or what else to do. I just sat there, with her, for the next hour and a half. I wanted to see and be with her again. It still happened, I guess. Not just how I intended.

 

 

A week passed by and I saw her post some selfies. Her first in a long while. She looked good - as beautiful and sexy as I remember her from memory. Happy and wearing a smile - something very rare.

 

Was she happy because I'm no longer part of her life? Was she happy because she has a new guy(s) who gets to play with her body and f*cks her silly? The many questions and demons that pop up in my head are still there. But they do not matter to me anymore.

 

This time I only felt lust. The rush of memories of the time we were together were filtered. Its not that I don't care about her at all, but more of my feelings for her now have a clear definition.

 

Falling is definitely easy. Moving forward after the fall is the hard part.

Edited by The Afterman
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