Have you said yes for "stupid" reasons?

Message Rating: Topic Search Topic Options Post Reply Create New Topic Printable Version Translate Topic

Just A Few Of The Many Many Reasons I've Had Sex Besides Actually Wanting To Have Sex

http://www.xojane.com/sex/just-a-few-of-the-many-many-reasons-ive-had-sex-besides-just-wanting-to-bone

This is just an excerpt....

 Yesterday's article on how to stop a hook-up when the guy is already in your house
 got me thinking about how to stop a hook-up, period. And of course we 
should all be able to derail the train barreling toward Sexville, but in
 real life I know I'm not the only woman who has found it's sometimes 
just easier to get it over with -- to shut him up, to go to sleep, to be polite.

I've said yes out of pure self-conscious adolescent 
delight that a man, any man, wants to kiss me. Which I guess is called 
low self-esteem, as crystallized in my adolescent thoughts that I had 
better not say no, because who knew when someone would be attracted to 
me again?

I've also said yes because I took a really expensive 
cab all the way to his place in Spanish Harlem and what am I gonna do, 
take one all the way back?
I've said yes because he was really really attracted to me and went 
on and on about how sexy I was and how badly he needed to be with me 
until I ended up feeling like a one-woman Make-A-Wish foundation. Sure, 
I'm not too excited about having this sex, but it means so much to him. 

 I've said yes because he had naked photographs of me or other incriminating information and threatened to use them.

 I've said yes because I was drunk and my head felt so heavy and I just didn't have the energy and clarity to stop the momentum.

I've said yes because, "Oh well, at least it will make a good story tomorrow."

I've said yes many,
 many times because I didn't want to hurt his feelings. I was raised, 
like many women, to be "nice" and "polite" and that has extended to 
detaching myself from my own body just to avoid wounding the pride of a 
man I'm no longer sexually interested in.

I've said yes 
because I just didn't want to go home yet and it seemed like refusing 
sex would bring the evening to a screeching halt.

I've said yes 
because we've already started so I can't stop even though it's the 
literal worst, even though his breath is bad or his genitals smell like 
BO or our movements are stilted and awkward and I feel cold from the 
waist down.

I've said yes because my nos were ignored so many times
 that I lost faith in them, and also because the word itself was just 
too hard to get out, and I felt paralyzed in the absence of no, the same
 way I felt the many times I meant to insist on a condom but didn't.

Can you relate?