Best friend, best blowjob, best everything ...
That is exactly why I will never, ever, ever, ever understand women. They say one thing, mean another.
Some women, possibly most, who knows.
But not all, that's one thing I do know.
The funny thing is...most girls have already met the guy that they really want and have already become best friends with him. But, they just treat him like a bag of shit and ignore him. Why? Because they're idiots who can't even see perfection when it's right in front of them.
Your spouse
must be your best friend, or at least a type of "best friend" you can be 100% honest with (you can have more than one "best friend", there's nothing against that).
In my case, my wife is my
primo best friend and my former "best friend" (really more like my "longest known friend" from grade school) is the guy I go to our Alma Mater football games with (with my wife sitting next to me as well).
That's all he gets from me now, my wife gets 99.9% of my time in comparison.
I was talking to my wife (to be) just a few weeks into dating her.
We were having a really good conversation, very open, sometimes a little exposing, being very honest, frank.
Total "we're just close friends" type conversation, at least as others would describe it if they were listening in.
Maybe almost "how a brother could confide in a sister" type, as if she wouldn't tell others.
And then she went down on me, without warning, for the first time.
I passed out. I have never, ever passed out from a BJ, not even my first BJ.
But first BJ from her, BAM! I couldn't breath fast enough.
I didn't ask. I didn't even hint. Hell, I didn't even expect a BJ from her, not then, not ever.
We were close in intellectual conversation, in emotion, and in erotic lust.
Best friend.
Best blowjob.
Best everything.
I don't believe in this "love at first sight" non-sense.
I believe maybe "lust at first sight," and "possible compatibility at first sight."
But everything else goes with what it just is, what you make of it.
Men and women that don't see that and, worse yet, make a big deal out of everything else, that's their loss.
Do my wife and I have the same likes? Nope.
Do we always agree on many things? Oh hell no.
But we are honest, have great conversations, great emotions and great sex.
And I'm the guy, much to my wife (and all our friends astonishment), who won't have "make up sex" either!
I want sex when I feel good about what I've shared with my wife, not after I've just felt awful.
The fact that my wife is frugal as fuck, and has several degrees (brain), is just a bonus.
Especially in these financial times, she's a cheap liver, cheap lover, but is definitely not cheap in the intellect.
Our materials could be gone, no TV, etc... and we'd still have fun both in and out of bed for free.