Anna and Joe were an unlikely couple. They met while working at the same restaurant. Joe was the Executive Chef, and Anna was the Banquet Coordinator. They worked closely together for three years forming a strong bond of friendship while supporting each other through each of their divorces and career advances. Anna was petite, young and beautiful with a vi...
Anna and Joe were best friends. It was not like any best friendship that anyone would recognize. Anna and Joe first became friends while working in a restaurant together. Joe as a Chef and Anna as a Banquet Coordinator. During the first two years they worked together, they really didn't like each other very much. Over time, they realized they had more in com...
Two weeks later... Debbie and I were relaxing one night on the patio. I had just served her an espresso and she lit a Montecristo Number 2 with her new Zippo lighter. After a deep drag, she said to me "thank you dear, the dinner was wonderful tonight." I had to agree--the grilled salmon had turned out very well and the side dishes had complemented the main...
December 14, 1987 Single, middle-aged and bespectacled Angelina Lione may look the part of the prim, proper and sexually repressed, buttoned-up bibliothec, but she's most definitely NOT your father's librarian -- at least not while in a lover's company. Blessed with a ravenous and unquenchable sexual appetite, Angelina's orgasms are so intense that she ofte...
There's something so sensual and sexy about a women holding a cigarette, taking long drags from her soft lips as the white aromatic smoke billows from her nose and mouth. The smell alone of a women's smoke makes my cock throb in my pants and and, stiffen up like a 2X4. I developed this fetish for smoking several years ago, which to me still seems strange sin...
All persons in this story are 18 years of age or older. * The following Monday I made my way to school more nervous than ever. I was shaking with excitement in the hope that I would see Dave again. I had wondered all week about what might happen if we met again, but at the same time I don't think I really understood my feelings. I couldn't stop thinking ab...
"You masturbate too much," Beth giggled. "What?" was all I could manage after a long pause. The restaurant was only slightly noisy, so they all knew I heard by how red I turned. They all burst out laughing. Beth is my boss. Only I'm six years older, and she's a smoking hot tall blond. Stephanie was on Beth's right. She's also a smoking hot woman, althoug...
Sunday The hot morning sun hit me in the face as I stepped outside the cool hallway of our apartment building in central Hamburg. It was a warm Sunday morning in August and past 25 degrees Celcius already. We were late, much too late, as we had hurried down the stairs to the street where my yellow BMW Cabriolet was parked at the curb. It was 6:49 to be exa...
I am Serena, a happily married woman. I must have been in my late 30s when I got a job in the office of a local printers. In the office was the wife of the owner and their 18 year old son Marc who was waiting to go to university. In the factory there were about 15 men. I had been married to Mark for about 15 years and always been faithful to him. In those da...
Sunday morning I awoke to my dream, my formerly virgin sister nestled in my arms. She stirred from her sleep gave me a little peck on the cheek. "Hey lover." She said reaching for a cigarette. She grabbed one of mine and lit it, taking a few drags. She made a silly face as the non menthol smoke entered her. Handing it to me she lit a familiar menthol. Inha...