"Sex Confessions" is a series featuring your naughtiest bedroom secrets and fantasies. Some will sound familiar, others may give you ideas, some will turn you on, and some are dark and twisted. You might want to sit down for this.
Today's sex confession comes from Carey*, a 27-year-old who has been dating the same guy for eight years. Mike* hasn't proposed yet even though they have a 3-year-old daughter and Carey has mentioned numerous times how she wants to get married. But we're not going to delve into that, exactly. Carey wants to talk about how her man insists she is shaved or waxed completely hairless down below. And if she ever does let it grow, Mike acts like a complete jerk about it. Read on to hear more in her own words.
So I don't really want to bitch about Mike because generally he is a great guy to me and a really great dad to our daughter. I know he loves me, treats me well, takes care of things, is respectful and loving, and all that good stuff. But he is obsessed with my vagina having absolutely no hair at all. It's such a weird thing, isn't it?
To his credit, when we first started dating, I was the one who loved Brazilian bikini waxes and got them every month. He loved them, too. Then when I got pregnant with our daughter, I stopped getting them. And they are really expensive, too, so after I had the baby, I didn't resume getting them. Mike would give me the money to get them. Had spa days all set up for me on the weekend where he would stay with our daughter and I'd be able to get a wax and a pedicure. This might sound like some people's dream, and I loved the me time, I really did. I just was kind of over getting the Brazilian wax. And once Mike told me I sort of had to get it because that's the only way he liked it, it made me sad. And made me not want to get them anymore.
What the heck is wrong here? Is it me? Is it him? I just don't get why he is so overly concerned about it and why it has to be that way. It's not like I let it grow really long and bushy when I have let it go. I keep it trim and neat. I have asked him and he just very bluntly says that's how he prefers it. And then wonders why I complain about having my own spa day every month. I want to yell that I prefer we were married, but you haven't proposed yet. But I don't.
To keep the peace, I just get them. But I don't want to anymore. It's a waste of money that I'd rather spend on my kid, or save for something else.
What advice would you give to Carey? Have you ever experienced something similar where your man insists you do something?
*Names have been changed.
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