James woke up with the usual morning wood. After rubbing the sleep from his eyes and clearing some of the mental fog from his brain he remembered the video that his girlfriend, Melissa, had sent him the night before. He lost count how many times he came from watching that video before falling asleep. Just recalling its contents made his morning wood stiffen even more. Melissa had discovered his most intense fantasy, a fetish really, and rather than turn and run, she had leaned into it.
James had a thing for women who didn't remove their natural body hair, and for the past month and a half, unbeknownst to him, his girlfriend had been letting hers grow out. His mere memory of the video not enough, he reached for his phone with one hand at the same time that he reached for his cock with the other.
What he saw on his phone screen surprised him. He had a message from Melissa: "Babe, I hope you understand, but I had to unsend the video. I'll be seeing you in a few days and I want you to save yourself for me. I think you know what I mean 😏. I've forgone shaving for the past month and a half for you; you can forgo this something for me for just a few days."
Frustrated, James put his dick away. Melissa was right. If she was willing to let all of her body hair grow out for him, he could refrain from masturbating for a few days. He jumped into the shower and let the handle sit on cold while his morning wood withered away.
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The next few days were both excruciatingly long, but also went by incredibly fast. There was a big snowstorm recently which meant the mountain was very crowded with avid skiers anxious to get some powder runs in. Unfortunately for James and his coworkers, that means lots of reckless skiers getting into accidents. With the extra snowfall from the recent storm, it also just made accessing the accidents and assisting the injured a real hassle.
James was happy to have the distraction though. If he didn't have such an engaging job to focus on, he wouldn't be able to stop thinking about Melissa and her newly hairy body. By the time he got home each day he was so exhausted that by the time he fixed dinner, ate, and cleaned up, he just passed out in bed.
James and Melissa hadn't even really acknowledged her new hirsuteness when they texted or talked on the phone that week either. Melissa didn't want to tease him anymore than she already had, and James was just trying to get through the week! That did make it a bit easier for him to remain the "master of his domain."
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On Thursday, the day before Melissa was due to come up, James only worked a half-day. He wanted to have time to get ready for Melissa's arrival. He drove to the local market and bought everything he would need to fix an amazing dinner (chicken breasts, panko bread crumbs, eggs, flour, green beans, olive oil, lemons, etc.... in case you were wondering). He also made sure to grab dessert: chocolate mousse - Melissa's favorite. Last on his list was wine and candles to set the mood. He opted for a bottle of red and a bottle of white; not really paying attention to the varietal but just making sure it was within his $15 per bottle budget.
When he arrived back at the cabin, he unloaded his groceries. After putting them all away in their proper places, James went to work cleaning up the cabin. It wasn't a total sty, but he had been mostly alone this winter so the cabin needed some tender love and care.
He started working his way through the house scouring the surfaces in all of the rooms starting in the kitchen and ending with the bathrooms. He even shoveled a path to the hot tub to make it more accessible. By the time he was done, the place looked spotless, but it was also nearly 9 pm. He hadn't checked his phone since the afternoon but saw a text from Melissa that came through at 7:02 pm: "I can't wait to see you tomorrow! My plan is to leave work at around 4. If conditions on the road aren't too hairy, then I should get in around 8!"
James laughed at the pun that was clearly included for his benefit. "Amazing! I'll probably finish up at work around 5 and be back soon after. I just finished cleaning up the place and I even shoveled a path to the hot tub (don't forget your bathing suit). I can't wait to spend this weekend with you!"
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Time passed sluggishly the next day while James was on the mountain. It wasn't a particularly busy day so he just sat around in the Ski Patrol lodge twiddling his thumbs and looking at the clock for most of it. Once the lifts stopped operating for skiers for the afternoon, he and his patrol partner did a couple end of the day runs looking for anyone still on the mountain and marking any hazardous terrain that was uncovered during that day. They finished up just after 5 pm and James was in his car and heading home at around 5:10.
He took the drive nice and slow, considering it would still be some time before Melissa showed up at the cabin. His thoughts dwelled on Melissa and what she had done for him. James hadn't always had this fetish for women who didn't shave. It had started when he was younger and first started looking at pornography online. Initially, every woman he saw had virtually no hair below their heads. Completely bare from ankles to shoulders. James didn't mind these barren landscapes, but it wasn't until James stumbled across some sites that featured women who sported their natural pubic hair that he discovered what tripped his trigger.
Once he discovered a few of these sites, they were the only ones he would go to. There was just something about a hairy bush that just drove him wild. While on these sites, he also started to see women who had armpit hair and leg hair. At first, James was a bit taken aback by this, but after seeing a few extremely attractive women sporting very hairy armpits the appeal started to grow on him. In fact, he started even preferring these hairier models to the ones who only kept a natural bush. Soon enough, his standard go to search queries would include "hairy armpits" or "leg hair." Then one day, he forgot to close out of one of these browsing sessions and Melissa just happened to go on his computer. Two weeks ago, that would've been his greatest fear; while he's been into body hair for a while, James has still never been with a woman who has had more than a landing strip. He's always been afraid of revealing his kink to his partners thinking they would be repulsed and/or weirded out. However, Melissa had reacted in a completely unanticipated way. She had leaned into, and James was about to be the beneficiary of almost two months of her devotion.
He was thinking about Melissa and what her hairy body would feel like pressed up against his when he pulled onto his street. It was about 5:30, which meant that Melissa would probably arrive in about an hour and a half. Except when James went to pull into the driveway, there was another car there. Melissa's. She came early.
