My husband’s friends are around a lot more than he or I would like to admit. I won’t use any names, but when I was first introduced to hubby’s bff, let’s call him Ted, I thought he was obnoxious and crude.
I understand that playful badgering and ridicule are sometimes the toxic traits of a long time friendship, but my husband tends to take the brunt of their jokes and Ted is by far his biggest bully.
Growing up together, I know they’ve seen each other naked at least one time or another, and Ted never fails to bring up the size of my husband’s manhood whenever they start ragging on one another. Often calling him a woman, Ted has always referred to my husband’s penis as a “baby dick”.
Even with the pandemic going on, Ted is consistently around anytime my husband is not at his job. He has had complete control over our “us” time, and he often crashes on one of our couches after too many drinks.
Complaints to hubby about Ted as an ever increasing nuisance have continuously fallen on deaf ears. At wits end, my decision to take a different and although sluttier approach to rectifying my dilemma is what has lead us to now, and thus the beginning of my confession.