u/Veritas-Cuervo

I’m quite picky with my partners. I’ve stayed single for awhile, as I found it troubling finding a compatible partner, and decided that being single was just fine until I did.

Long story short, I met this woman and we became friends for months. We grew closer and closer, and I only got more attracted to her as I saw that confidence and assertiveness seep out of her. It all built up until the bubble popped and we finally kissed.

She has very high standards for men, and tends to dislike men in general. She’s a feminist, and man, I love that about her. She set expectations of what she wants in a man early on, firmly and directly. When she needs help with something, I step up and I offer it, and she’ll tell me exactly what to do, and show me so much appreciation when I’ve done a good job.

She’s the primary decision maker. She decides what needs done, and I do it. It takes the weight off of her shoulders, it makes her happy, and it makes me happy to be a supportive man to her. She takes the guesswork out of things. I don’t have to assume what would make her happy, she tells me straight up, and it makes it so easy to naturally just fall right in line at her service.

Despite all of this, I feel that I can trust her to be in charge. She takes me into account when making decisions. She values my opinion on things and asks for it. She creates a safe space for me to disagree or speak up and advocate for myself, and then makes decisions with me in mind. I don’t feel weak in her presence, I feel seen and accepted. It’s made it so easy to communicate. I don’t feel awkward or embarrassed when I ask her about her boundaries or what I could be doing better.

It’s not absolute, though. There are times, for example, when she’s overwhelmed and the responsibility of making a decision falls on me, or she delegates me to take an initiative, and I do so gladly, because that’s what she wants and/or needs. There are also times when she’s having a hard time and I get to be the one holding her in my arms and comforting her.

Today, I was having a hard day, and she comforted me and held me. She put my head on her chest and let me nuzzle into her while she gave me words of affirmation, told me I was her “pretty princess”, made me a sandwich and went out and ran one of my errands for me.

She pays me compliments that makes me feel like a giddy little boy and I’m just like ughhh please make me your good boy for a long time. 🥹

We haven’t had sex or even touched each other’s privates, yet, as she isn’t ready and wants to take things slow, but she lets me touch and kiss her beautiful body. Some of the hardest times are when she notices I have a boner and rubs her butt up against me. She knows what she’s doing, she knows it drives me crazy, and I honestly think she loves knowing how desperate I get for her.

Anyway, I’m thrilled and in love. That is all. 😁

I am a man and ended up becoming close friends with a SW. We started spending more time together, one thing led to another, and we’re in love.

She’s a sex worker, and I knew she was, not as a main job, but on the side. She has a couple of long term clients. Overall, she doesn’t actually seem to like her clients, except for like 1 or 2. It’s not that I’m not okay with the work. It’s a job, it’s transactional, the economy is garbage and women have long been disenfranchised within it.

Still yet, I feel… nervous about what this will look like in the long term, and am curious as to what I should do, now.

Is her work going to cause her to not want to have sex with me? Is she going to measure me up to her clients in her head? Is non-sexual affection going to end up being bothersome for her?

What are some reasonable boundaries to have that wouldn’t just be me trying to control her work and her body?

Is there anything any SWers in here think that I should know so that I can get over this mental hurdle and love this amazing woman without something nagging in my head?