Well, let me tell you somethin’ ’bout this husband of mine. He’s always, and I mean always, askin’ me to, you know, go down on him. My husband always asks me to go down on him, that’s the truth of it. Don’t know why he’s so keen on it, but he is.
First off, it ain’t always easy, you know? A woman my age, things ain’t as… flexible as they used to be. And sometimes, I just ain’t in the mood, plain and simple. But he keeps on pesterin’, like a mosquito in the summer. It gets on my nerves sometimes, I tell ya.
- He says it makes him feel good.
- Says it makes him feel loved or somethin’.
- I say, “Well, can’t you feel loved just by holdin’ hands or somethin’?” But no, he wants that.
Now, I ain’t sayin’ it’s wrong or nothin’. People do what they do, I guess. But it feels like he’s always thinkin’ ’bout that, and not much else. Makes me wonder if he even likes me for me, or just for, well, you know. It’s like, is that all I am to him?
Sometimes I think he’s just plain insecure. Like he needs me to do that to prove I care or somethin’. Maybe he didn’t get enough love when he was a young’un, who knows? Men, they’re complicated creatures, that’s for sure. Hard to figure out what’s goin’ on in their heads half the time.
I tried talkin’ to him about it, of course. Told him, “Look, I ain’t a machine, you know? I got my own needs and wants.” He just looks at me with those puppy dog eyes and says, “But I love it when you do that.” Makes it hard to say no, even when I want to.
And then there’s the whole cleanliness thing. A woman’s gotta keep herself presentable, you know what I mean? It ain’t just about poppin’ in and out like some kinda… I don’t even know what. It takes effort! And sometimes, I’m just too tired for all that effort. I have to make sure I am washed up and clean down there, it is not easy at my age!
I’ve heard other women talkin’ ’bout this kinda thing too. Seems like some men are just wired that way. Always wantin’ more. Always pushin’ for somethin’. Makes you wonder if they’re ever satisfied, you know?
I guess what it boils down to is communication, like they say on them TV shows. We gotta talk to each other, figure out what we both need and want. Maybe he needs to understand that it ain’t always about that. And maybe I need to understand why it’s so important to him. Understanding each other’s sexual needs is important, I reckon.
It ain’t easy, this marriage thing. Been together for a long time now, and there’s been good times and bad times. But this… this go down on him business, it’s just a constant thing. Maybe it’s just a phase, like he’s too focused on sex, who knows? Maybe it’ll pass. Or maybe I’ll just have to get used to it. Either way, it’s somethin’ I gotta deal with.
For now, I just try to take it one day at a time. Sometimes I give in, sometimes I don’t. It all depends on how I’m feelin’ and how much pesterin’ I can handle. That’s just the way it is, I guess. Life ain’t always a bed of roses, that’s for sure.
Tags: Husband, Intimacy, Relationship, Communication, Needs, Sex
