Sharon: Housewife to sex worker, 2

[This entry was initially posted to the original Red Keyhole blog on 30 November 2010.]

Alternative Relationship Center

DATE: 21 May 2008
CASE NO. 2008EG03
CLIENT: Sharon [xxx], age 37.
PRIMARY BEHAVIOR TYPE: Sex work, Sex for barter
CLIENT’S CONCERNS: Family stress, Marital stress, Sex addiction
CONTEXT SUMMARY: See original entry summary (7 May 2008). Sharon is a white female, in her late 30s, married (to husband Jack, also in his late 30s), homemaker, mother, two children (Kelly, F age 11, Peter, M age 9). Client has petite build, light brunette, medium-length, wavy hair, brown eyes, attractive features. For several years, she has been working part-time as a legal assistant in a law office in [city]. Since early 2007, family has been experiencing severe financial and emotional distress due to husband’s loss of employment from layoff. Beginning in mid-2007 she has been moonlighting as an on-call prostitute for an escort service, and this has led to increased family and emotional stress. In last interview, Sharon discussed her negotiations with her husband about her sex work, and the emotional stress of dealing with both husband and children.

CLIENT INTERVIEW SUMMARY:

[The following narrative is drawn from edited excerpts of client’s transcripted discussion with therapist.]

[SHARON]

Well … [pauses, takes breath] … I’m still having some guilt issues about this, this night work I’m doing. Yeah, the sex work. I feel some guilt about not being straight with Jack. And the kids, of course, but especially Jack.

It’s not just that I feel guilty about holding things back, it’s, like, not being able to share things, ah, you know, talk about my, my experiences. I need someone to talk about this stuff with, all these, uh, experiences, and, uh, adventures I’ve been having.

I imagine Jack thinks I’m just dating different guys and having sex with them. But it’s a lot more than that. There’s all these threesomes, and foursomes, and fivesomes, and … you know? I’ve never done most of this stuff before. Then there’s all this anal sex, and oral sex, and then the girl-on-girl sex, you know – lesbian kind of stuff. Jack doesn’t know a thing about that, it’s never been an issue before. I don’t know which he’d think is worse – me having sex with 5 guys, or me having sex with a girl.

I guess the other thing that bothers me is, I’m really starting to get into this stuff, I mean, I’m starting to really enjoy it. Like I told you last time, I keep thinking I’m getting a sex addiction.

There’s things I really need to talk, to tell somebody about, so I guess I’ll tell you. Like my friend Sheila and her dad. You know, I said they’d helped me learn some stuff? OK, well, this is kind of a weird story.

We met over at Denise’s office – you know, the lady who runs the agency. Sheila just happened to be there, so Denise introduced us, and said I was, like, new to the work. So me and Sheila got to talking. She’s been doing this for a few years, and, like, offered to kind of orient me, to, ah, the working girl life.

So we got together the next day for some drinks at this bar. We have a lot in common. Sheila’s a little younger than me, 31, pretty, kind of thin, about an inch or so taller than me. Red hair, she usually has it in a pony tail or some kind of do.

She’s not married. She’s like, been in and out of a couple relationships, but now she’s living with her dad. Well, there’s a lot more about that I’ll talk about in a minute.

She wanted to know about me, so I told her about, you know, Jack, the kids, why I was getting into working for Denise, stuff like that.

So then she was asking, like, what kind of experience I had. I told her about my affair, and sleeping with my boss, and how he’d set me up with one of their clients, and I’d made $500 just for a couple of hours with him.

Well, she wanted to know, like, had I ever done a threesome. Well … so, I told her about the time in college when me and a girlfriend got drunk and had a threesome with her boyfriend. But I was so wasted, I still don’t remember a lot about what I did, except that I did it.

So I’d never been double-teamed? This is like, two guys at once – you know that, right? OK, no, hadn’t done that. How about doing it with another girl? No, I hadn’t done that either. I told her I hadn’t done anal sex, either.

So she was like, “Sharon, if you wanna make some real money, you gotta learn how to do some of this stuff.”

Ok, so how was I gonna learn anything? Jack isn’t exactly the kind of guy I can ask, “Honey, how about taking me in the ass tonight?”

Well, Sheila leans in kinda extra-close to me, and drops her voice even more, and said she thought her and her dad could teach me stuff.

That kind of took me by surprise, so she was like, “Sharon, you gotta have an open mind for this kind of work.”

I still couldn’t see where she was going, so she told me her and her dad weren’t just living together – they were shacking up. Get it? They were lovers.

I was like, “You and your dad are having sex? Like, incest?” I just kind of blurted it out.

Sheila was like, “Bingo.” She had this wry little, mischievous, smile.

Well, I tell you, I had to take a breather over this. I think I ordered a double-martini. Something really strong, anyway. Sheila … I guess Sheila could see I was, uh, a little bit stunned. She asked me if I was OK. I was like, “Sure, oh, sure.” I just hadn’t really thought I’d ever meet anybody who was actually, deliberately doing incest.


In some cases, sex workers (engaged in prostitution or erotic acting) may be involved in personal incestuous relationships.

It made me think of me and my own dad. Yeah, I’d had a crush on him when I was in my teens. Yeah, I have to admit it to myself, I did actually imagine once what it would be like to have sex with him. But that passed; nothing ever happened.

Anyway, you know how a stiff drink can make you more mellow … I was like, “Wow, that’s pretty interesting”, or something.

I got over the initial shock, and to be honest … it started to be kind of exciting, I mean, thinking about sexy Sheila doing it with her dad. So anyway, Sheila told me some background about how it happened.

Her dad had gone to jail – something to do with a strike at a factory, where he was a union guy and got in a fight with a cop or something – so her parents broke up, and her and her sister stayed with her mom. She started college, but then her mom got cancer, and Sheila had to drop out. Then her mom died, and Sheila tried to go back to college and still work, but it wasn’t working out. She went through a couple of relationships that didn’t work out. No kids, though…

Anyway, she got into the escort work about 5 or 6 years ago. Then her dad got out of jail, and she started seeing him, and one thing led to another, I guess, and they just fell for each other. I guess they just, you know, go at it like any couple that’s attracted to each other. She says he works as an artist now, but she basically supports the two of them from her escort work.

Oh yeah, and they have an open relationship – she fucks other guys, and he fucks other girls, and she brings girls home for threesomes, and he brings guys home to double-team her, and so on … [takes a deep breath] Wow. Anyway, who am I to judge?

Well, anyway, we got back around to me and how was I gonna learn to do some of these things that Sheila said I needed to know, like anal sex and deep-throating and stuff. I’d done lots of oral sex, but I hadn’t really done deep-throating … but she said I definitely needed to do it because the clients expected it and you could charge more for your oral work if you did it.

So that got us back to her dad. I was like, “Can’t I just learn with a dildo? I mean, just to learn some of this stuff?” But she was like, “Sharon, you’re gonna need a real cock, trust me.”

You know a cock is a penis, right? OK…

Anyway, I was like … I felt a little funny about her dad teaching me, when I didn’t even know him. So Sheila calls her dad, and ten minutes later, he’s with us in the bar.

Well, I knew right away he could teach me anything he wanted to. He’s muscle … muscular, kind of lanky, I guess a little under six feet. He’s got brown hair, kinda graying at the temples, you know? He was wearing jeans and this black T-shirt, with a light jacket, and I thought he looked good enough to eat. I wondered what kind of, you know, ammunition he had inside those jeans.

I think he coulda had me right there, in the bar, on the table. Ummm … [takes deep breath] …

Anyway, the three of us just sat there and talked for awhile. Uh … the idea I guess was for me and him to sorta get better acquainted.

Another thing I was kind of interested in seeing was how Sheila and her dad acted around each other, I mean, how they related, you know? I didn’t know what to expect, but they seemed a little like any father and daughter .. but also a little like a couple. Not newlyweds, exactly, but, you know, a couple still in the early stages of, uh, being a couple. I wonder if the incest puts some extra spice into it or something…

Me and Sheila had put away a few drinks by then, and she was getting kind of looser and, you know, more frank about things. She was like, “Dad and me are gonna have a baby.” Well, she meant they were planning to have a baby … uh, she wasn’t sure when.

She wants to make more money, you know, stockpile more cash, before she stops working to have a kid. But she was like, “I’m gonna keep working while I’m pregnant. A lot of guys like to fuck pregnant chicks, you know? And they pay a lot more.”

Well, I was like, “Whew – is this hot, or what?” Here she was telling me about getting pregnant by her dad, and letting other guys screw her while she was pregnant. You better believe I had another double martini after she told me that.

Anyway, I was getting kinda light-headed, but I guess Sheila could tell, like, how much I was smiling at her dad, that I liked him.

So she was like, “Well, whattaya think?” I looked in her dad’s eyes, and it just blurted out, “I’m ready to learn how to do some deep-throating.” I was tingling all over. He just looked back in my eyes and kind of chuckled. I guess he could tell I was ready for action.

How much time’s left? OK, I figured we must be just about out of time. I better tell you the rest next time. Anyway, you can see my problem with Jack – how could I possibly tell him all this stuff? And I haven’t even got to all the sex I’ve had with Sheila and her dad…

Thanks so much for the advice – I’ll let you know next time how things go with Jack and the kids.

Interview: MK
Transcription: MLP
Editing: AZ

[This narrative has been approved for release for educational purposes. It has been edited for readability and continuity, and to protect confidentiality. Similarities or resemblances to specific individuals may be coincidental.]