Lol. I’m the one he calls when he’s anxious, over worked, irritated with life and can’t sleep. My voice then makes him sleep like a small comfortable nuzzled child, he’s so happy I’m still there. When he desperately wants to feel warm c** coming out of himself as he rubs and he is not able to, it’s me and my words that send him over the edge in that hot, warm relief, and so he can finally sleep like a child. He apologizes profusely when someone has cornered and taken him because he’s soft and can be pushed around by any bully of a woman, while always making sure still that I’m happy, satisfied s*******, and not off getting with some other man ever. If I want him to stay away from any girl at all, I simply disappear from his life and he promptly drops anyone he has been letting corner him or has been using for money or some other things that we do together happily. He will desperately wait for my return, doing anything I ask, whether it be dropping anything he’s doing with anyone, or letting me have him any way I like, actually getting so hurt if I’ve been anywhere near another man, I can hear it in his voice and feel the actual let down in his body. The kind of hurt you can’t hide in your voice and a pure sadness like his heart has been crushed. I love him. So much that I don’t care if he needs yet to allow himself to be overcome by any woman because he’s too insecure to take me, to think I might actually have him. I’m the one he needs to be perfect for and wants to before me, to show me what a strong, capable person he is, before taking, so he can feel as if he is worthy of the best woman. We only need to think on each other and the natural ways we are together to bring ourselves to full ecstasy, alone or together. So yeah, there’s that, but keep on. I don’t care. I love my man. I love seeing him have these small little pleasures, feeling like he’s doing what he should be doing, while he he promptly comes to me for full pleasure after he’s done what he thinks is dutiful yet dry. So yeah, there’s that. You can have him until he’s ready. He’s still mine : )
