Dear Steve and Shirley,
I've been married for sixteen years, and we've recently run into some problems. About six months ago, my husband began experiencing ED. After going four months without sex, I decided to talk to my doctor about it because my husband is too stubborn to see his own doctor.
My primary care physician is a young Black man who's new in town. He's engaged, but his fiancée doesn’t live in our city. I explained to him that my stress and high blood pressure were largely due to a lack of intimacy. He gave me some samples for my husband to try and suggested they might help his situation. Instead of trying the pills, my husband threw them at me, insisting he didn’t need them.
When I returned for a follow-up appointment regarding my blood pressure, I decided to wear a flowy dress with no underwear. During our conversation, my doctor commented on how my booty moved in the dress and admitted he could tell I wasn’t wearing anything underneath. Then, he told me he had a quick way to help me relieve stress—but it would require going to his office.
We ended up having sex on a rug in front of his desk, and let me tell you, this young man has stamina. He joked afterward that my blood pressure should be fine for a week but suggested I come back if I needed more "help." Since then, I’ve seen him eight more times for similar "appointments.
Here’s my issue: I’m tired of him constantly talking about his fiancée. He mentions her before and after we have sex. Today, he even said he loves her so much that if she were in town, he would never sleep with me. I don’t believe that because when we’re together, he makes love to me like he’s falling for me.
Is he trying to convince himself that it’s just sex with me?