I’ve thought a lot about what makes the ideal bull in this kind of relationship, and honestly, it always comes back to her ex. There’s just something undeniably right about it. They have history, real chemistry and it’s not forced or awkward like it can be with others believe. The comfort they have together feels natural. He knows what she likes. He knows how to handle her.
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He’s older than me, more experienced, more confident. He carries himself with this quiet authority I can’t fake. And then there’s the obvious. He’s bigger than me and I mean visibly GIRTHY. He’s THICC with 2 Cs. Girthy in a way I honestly didn’t think was real until I saw the way she stretches around him. The sounds she makes. The way she grabs at the sheets. It’s clear her body remembers him. Craves him. She even jokes sometimes about how she needs to “ease into it” when he’s around and I know she’s only half joking.
He can go for hours, cum, and go again without missing a beat. She’s a complete mess by the end of it hair wild, makeup smeared, legs shaking and sweaty hot (I love how she smells).
There was one thing that used to bother me more than I admitted. He never uses condom with her. Never has. But I’m expected to even if I’m with her right after. I remember the first time she handed me a condom while still dripping from him. I froze.
It hit me hard, but I didn’t say anything. And I’ve made peace with it now. Maybe I’ve even learned to accept that this is just how it’s supposed to be. Some men take. Some men wait.
I don’t feel left out anymore. I feel like I’m right where I belong.