I walked into the house after a long day at work, suddenly smelling something, sweet. Not like candy sweet, so sweet it makes you throw up but..you want it again and again. I saw her laid out on the couch, watching TV casually. I frowned slightly and undid my tie slightly, wincing at the choking feeling of my tie.

“Hey, baby, what smells so.. good?” I laid myself on top of her, taking a good whiff of her neck. God fucking damn, when did she smell so..good? I kept sniffing her neck, groaning, it’s like her perfume did magic on my stress, grunting, kissing her neck. She giggled and pushed my head away.

“Seriously—what the fuck?” I groaned, grabbing her hips and sniffing her neck more.

Oh, it’s pheromone perfume. Fuck me. She’s getting it.