I commit one of the worst sins in relationships: I'm really busy.
I'm one of those do-gooder guys that wants to get involved in everything while taking care of his own projects. Meanwhile, I have to admit that to some level, I neglect my boyfriend, even though I don't mean to. Time isn't the issue, because I manage to make quality time (though not as much as we'd like to). And it's definitely not sex, because we have lots of it (although I need more convincing and re-energizing than I normally would).
The problem is focus. I'm so concerned with everything I have to do that my brain sizzles, and when my boyfriend speaks to me I expect him to say things that either help me or that don't require much brain activity. Which of course doesn't always happen, because he's a human being.
So I'll stand there, staring blankly trying to answer while trying to remember what I was thinking about and if I ever came to a conclusion for it, leading me to wave him away. Which is a no-no. And I know this. But I need it for my own mental organization.
Luckily I have a boyfriend who is extremely supportive and understanding, because we all know that lots of men don't want to put up with someone who doesn't attend to them 24/7. They're highly impatient and needy. Therein lies the danger: he's patient.
If my career ends up being this exact same way, how long will his patience last with me? We all know the horror stories: relationships that tried so hard to stay in tact but one of them doesn't concentrate. He forgets important dates, doesn't have time to buy little gifts he's been meaning to buy for months, has "more important things to worry about"... and he gets snippy easily. That all adds up.
I keep telling him that I want to focus on him. He's more important to me than my career. It's true that I think that. But the commitments are all there eating at my schedule.
So I called and took a day off when he asked me to. It happened after careful deliberation of my calendar, but finally I came to the conclusion that I should call in sick and focus on him, which made him extremely happy. And in turn, it made me happy too.
Keep it up. Commitment requires commitment, just like work, and thus should be treated equally important. Once this busy streak in my life settles, we'll be able to celebrate a summer vacation well-earned.
On a side note, this physical state of walking tiredness has made me more apt to just lie there and take it from him, which has made me a better bottom than I've ever been. We're both proud of the accomplishments my anus has made.
I commit one of the worst sins in relationships: I'm really busy.
This man is amazing. I recently had the pleasure of watching his entire StallionMen solo video, the ones where the guys walk around slowly undressing themselves and eventually getting off, while their voiceover talks about themselves. I usually skip ahead straight to the good parts, but with G-Spot I made an exception. His voice is strong, smooth, erotic, with the perfect touch of a humble New Jersey homeboy accent. It's the kind of voice that soothes and arouses all at once, the kind that instantly relaxes a tight ass.
His body is phenomenal. The shape of his chest, his shoulders, his back, and his monstrous butt gyrating sensually begs to be worshipped. Add on his enormous cock and he's my fantasy come to life.
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