“Holy shit, Mickey,” she said as I kissed my way back up her body. “I’ve never done that with anyone before.”
“Well, I guess I’m not just anyone then, am I?” I asked smugly.
After a few quiet minutes, Avery asked softly, “So, if you’re this gifted, how did your ex-wife ever give you up? Are you a serial killer or something?”
We really hadn’t talked too much about my marriage before, and although she made a joke out of it, I sensed that Avery wanted to hear more of the story. So, I told her.
“Seems I’m not gifted below my waist, and her boyfriend was,” I stated flatly.
“So you’re the victim of BDS? You never told me your ex-wife is an idiot,” she answered.
“What’s BDS?” I queried.
“Big Dick Syndrome, you dumbass. I thought everybody knew what that was. That’s where a woman finds a guy with a big dick, falls in love with it, not him, and usually doesn’t live happily ever after.
“It’s sort of like when a guy marries a woman with big boobs just because she has big boobs. Might be fun for a while, but sooner or later …
“Now I’m not saying that’s it’s not great to be filled to the brim with hard dick, but there’s more to sex — and life in general, than a partner just having a big dick. When that becomes apparent, those relationships usually end up on the trash pile. I know you guys very often don’t believe it when a woman says that size isn’t everything, but it’s the truth. Look at you, you’d be a great catch for any woman …”
“Hey, I’m at least average in dick size,” I interrupted.
“I didn’t mean it that way, stupid. But besides having at least an average-sized dick, you are a world-class pussy eater, and you pay attention to what’s going on in the moment. That’s worth three inches of dick right there. From what I’ve experienced and what my friends say, most big-dicked guys think it’s all about them. If the woman gets off because he’s got a big dick, that’s great, but many of them wouldn’t think of being as unselfish as you just were.”
“Wow. I never knew that, nor would I probably have thought about it that way. Thank you.”
“You’re welcome,” she responded. “By the way, did I hear you correctly? Is your wife no longer with Mr. Big Dick?”
“According to my kids, they broke up after about a year. I’ll have to believe them. I don’t speak to her nor follow her escapades. That love started dying the day I caught her cheating, and by this point might be at embers stage. It was a great run while it lasted; well for most of while it lasted, but pretty much now all she is to me is the woman with whom I had two amazing daughters.”
“Kind of proves my point, doesn’t it?” she inquired.
“Wait a minute,” I spit out in shock. “So you think I just should have waited for her to come back to me after having her fun with Mr. Big Dick?”
“You didn’t listen to what I just said, you dope. Her giving him up after a short run because there is more to a relationship than just a big dick is what I said. But no, no man should have to wait on a woman to “come to her senses” before he moves on. Some men can and do, some men can’t and won’t. Everybody is different. While I personally have my views on what is right and wrong, in general it’s nobody’s decision except the cuckolded party.”