“I’m back from the gym, baby!” I heard Julie call out as the front door closed behind her.
That always means one thing. Like a puppy running to see its owner arriving home, I rushed out of my room and greeted her with a passionate kiss as if I hadn’t seen her in ages. She returned an adorable smirk and bit her lower lip.
We normally go to the gym together but today I decided to get some unfinished work done, while Julie went on with our usual gym routine. However, the routine doesn’t just end there; we always have a bit of fun together after our gym sessions upon getting back home, and today was definitely no exception. We often joke about how it is a cardio session to top everything off.
Just as usual, Julie’s natural scent wafted through our living room, a sharp odor with a tinge of sweetness. She knows that her smell drives me batshit crazy every time, awakening my primal instincts. I don’t know whether some people would consider me weird for this, but I have an enormous armpit fetish. I however, am aware that this fetish is on the milder side and is definitely not an extreme one. I too believe that everyone has their own kinks and fetishes; if they say otherwise, they are most likely lying.