My name is Sarah, and I have a confession to make. Bubblegum chewing turns me on like crazy. I can't help but watch in fascination as someone pops a piece of gum, their jaw moving rhythmically back and forth. It drives me wild! Unfortunately, my husband doesn't share my quirky fetish. In fact, he finds it downright disgusting.
One day, while out shopping for groceries, I spot him chewing on a stick of gum at the checkout counter. My heart races as I approach him, biting my lip in anticipation. I clear my throat, trying to gather the courage to strike up a conversation about his strange new habit.
"Hey, honey," I say softly, reaching out to touch his arm gently. "Do you mind if I ask what kind of gum that is?"
He looks at me, a bit surprised but amused, and says, "Oh, it's just some old Bubblicious I found in my drawer. Why?"
