He was good in bed. Enthusiastic, pleasure centric, and passionate.
Like the Energizer Bunny, he could keep going, and going, and going...
I never tired of being wrapped around his body. He had an uncanny ability to make me laugh; I think his enthusiasm made him so magnetic.
He was the kind of guy that made anyone feel special, no matter the locale or the people around him. And that translated very well in one-on-one settings if you know what I mean.
But there was only one problem —his mouth.
At first glance, his teeth were in good shape —aligned, white, and strong. But when he opened his mouth to speak… there was an almost indetectable stench. Not pungent, but subtle. And sometimes, it would vanish so quickly that I thought I imagined it.
On occasion, I would taste the "off-ness" when we kissed, but again, it would be gone so fast that I couldn't put my finger on the source. And so, I tried to ignore it.
But while the sex was 🔥, I began to experience subtle irritations in my pussy. A mild discharge that lasted for a day or so. At the time, I blamed it on latex allergies and didn’t think twice about it.
The more often we got busy, the more pronounced the irritation became until it finally morphed into bacterial vaginosis (BV).
If you're unfamiliar, bacterial vaginosis is a condition caused by an imbalance in the vaginal environment. An overgrowth of bacteria triggers it; if left untreated, it can cause pelvic inflammatory disease.
The day I was diagnosed with BV, I immediately made the connection. That meant that I needed to have a very uncomfortable conversation with Mister.
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