I don’t know how to write this for it to make sense. I’m gonna try to make it short.
My husband and I are going through a hard time. He wanted out of the relationship but I’m not ready to let go. I asked for a chance and he agreed to give it a shot.
Part of our big fights has been because he refuses to kiss me during intimacy. And I’m against anal but he somehow doesn’t seem to respect that.
Anyway. 2 days ago we had s** and I wanted to kiss him but I stopped my self. Later on I told him how I felt and that I wanted to kiss him and if he would have felt like I overstepped or crossed a line. He’s answer was ‘YES’. Right now I’m not ready for the kissing part’
I told him I respect that.
Last night handed me my vibrator while I was half asleep. I got me. But then he decided to go for anal. He knows how I feel about it.
I’m sitting here today confused as f***.
What was that? Why? Me kissing him is overstepping his boundaries, but what he did to me is what?
I know I should talk to him about it, but everything I say is either an attach or me picking a fight.
I really need to hear your opinion on this. And it’s okay I don’t want anyone to sugarcoat anything. Just hit me with the raw unfiltered truth
I want honest opinions because apparently I’m “wrong.” I’ve never liked my boyfriend’s dad. Ever. I’ve known him since I was young, and something about him has always rubbed me the wrong way. I’m polite. I’m respectful. But the tension is there. He doesn’t like me either. And he doesn’t hide it. The other night we were all at their house for dinner. I cooked. From scratch. Full meal. His favorite dishes too because despite everything, I try to be mature.
I was wearing fitted shorts and a half shirt. Nothing crazy. Just comfortable. It was hot. I look good. I’m not apologizing for that. When dinner was ready, I served his dad first out of respect. Then my boyfriend. Then everyone else. Tell me why this grown man sat there staring at me the entire time. Not normal staring. Not casual. Just locked in. I tried to ignore it. I laughed. I talked. I kept it moving. When I sat down to eat, my boyfriend made a comment like, “See, I told you she cooks like this every morning too.”
His dad’s face changed immediately. Later that night, he pulled my boyfriend aside and said I was “doing too much” and “trying to be seductive in his house.” He said I was disrespectful for how I dressed and that serving him first was “fake.” So I cook. I serve you first. I’m respectful. And somehow I’m the problem? Now here’s where it gets worse. My boyfriend told me maybe I shouldn’t have worn shorts. That maybe serving his dad first “looked weird.” That maybe I was unintentionally provoking him.
Provoking him? I’m not responsible for a grown man feeling uncomfortable because his son’s girlfriend looks good and knows how to cook. I’m starting to feel like I’m being blamed for his dad’s insecurity. Or jealousy. Or whatever that was. So be honest. Was I out of line for wearing shorts and serving him first? Or is it strange that a grown man is that bothered by his son’s girlfriend existing in his space?
