"Hey Bren," called my assistant Sarah. The home office called while you were out smoking. You Better call Mr. C back. He didn't sound happy!"
"Okay, thanks dear. I will call him back straight away," I replied as I headed to my office. As I was opening my door Sarah continued. "You know, you really have been taking a lot of smoke breaks lately. We are all concerned about your health. You are the first boss we have had here that knows how to treat people properly. We sure don't want to lose you."
"Thanks Sarah, I will see if I can cut down a bit."
I went inside my nice corner office, kicked off my heels and called Mack at the main office. He just wanted to go over some reports and was pleased with the results. But, before hanging up he said it was the 3rd time in a month that I was out for a smoke when he called. He warned me that the company was considering a no-smoking rule for all employees soon so I might want to consider giving them up.
I thanked him for the heads up and we ended the call. I sat back in my comfy chair and thought about it a little. First Sarah mentions my smoking, then Mack. And my wife has been on me for years about it. There was also the money issue. 4-5 hundred a month. That was serious cash.
And if the company pushed the issue I would have to make quitting work this time. I kinda liked sucking down a nice smoke. Especially after eating. But lately I seemed to smoke not just after eating a meal, but anything. A candy bar, a nosh of cheese or chips and dip. Maybe it was getting to be too much.
I only had a few years to retirement, and this company has been great to me. I am paid very well. I have a sweet private office and great employees. And I have been able to feel free to dress as any other woman that works here would. Not a bad gig for a 60 year old tranny.
Yes, I started switching my clothing slowly from male to female over the years. Even slowly increasing my bust size from flat to a small c cup over time. My wife supports my dressing and is always buying me pretty clothes and jewelry. My nails are long, dark red acrylics, and my makeup is always just right for the office.
But, don't get me wrong. I was never one of those pretty faced guys that could easily pass as a woman. I am more of a homely old lady due to my masculine features. Over the years I have learned to act natural and draw attention away from my face.
Of course my wife lets me dress for work, as long as I am her sissy slut at home. What a great life. Maybe I will talk to her about the smoking at dinner tonight.
"Hi Miss Carol, I'm home hun."
Carol was having a glass of wine and watching the evening news when I got in. I gave her a quick kiss and went to the bedroom to change. A short pink satin skater skirt and top, my apron and 4" matching heels. I started preparing a light dinner and poured a glass of wine for myself. I put the salmon in the oven to bake, started the rice cooker and went to my "sissy cave" in the basement to have a ciggie and a bowl of sweet medical pot.
Feeling better, lol, I went up to finish composing the salad and called Carol to the table. After seating her and serving her, I was able to join her in a scrumptious dinner. I told her about the company possibly changing the corporate smoking policy, and how we should probably look into another way to stop my smoking.
"Well Bren, I could just cane you 5 times for every ciggie you suck down, but you would probably smoke even more you sissy pain slut." she laughed. "Seriously though Bren, I have been giving it some thought. Why don't we try hypnosis. I know you tried it before and said it did nothing, but that was a group class with some huckster."
"Yes, I remember that it took 6 months to get our money back from that shyster."
"This time I want you to try a one on one appointment. I can show you a couple websites after dinner, if you like?"
"That sounds a lot more practical. But, also more expensive if it doesn't work."
"If it works it will be cheap, especially compared to what you spend on those pieces of crap you like to suck on!"
"Yes Miss Carol. We should give it a try," I agreed.
After cleaning up after dinner I joined Carol at her computer as she pulled up a website. It was the office of a local practitioner and was full of info about their stop smoking services. The office was owned by a husband and wife. They both did hypnosis for stopping smoking, and each had their own specialties as well. Things like weight loss and personal development were listed. Miss Carol skipped by those and we concentrated on the issue at hand.
She played an audio clip from each of them and they both had very soothing, but not pretentious sounding voices. "I could live with that I think Miss Carol. I mean I am certainly willing to give it my best effort."
We watched some television show and headed to bed. I lovingly brought my wife to 2 huge orgasms with my tongue. After 30 yrs of marriage, I never tired of her wonderful taste. To worship her beautiful cunt was like heaven for me still. I guess I am just a vagitarian at heart. When she signaled she had enough, she sent me to the bathroom to take care of my sissy clit before I went to bed.
Not often being allowed to squirt, I did just what she said, and oh my, was it sweet. I joined her in bed, shortly and kissed her before I fell asleep.
In the morning she handed me one of my tightest girdles to wear. The ones with the cut out cheeks that made my butt look really big, and a pair of tight stretch capri pants. Combined with my semi sheer cream colored blouse I looked like your typical office worker. Black 2" pumps and some makeup, a quick blow out of my hair and I was ready to go to work. Carol was in her nurses scrubs and out the door right behind me. With a kiss in the driveway we were off in opposite directions.
The day at work was going smoothly and I was glad I was leaving at 3 today. I was going to the salon to get my nails filled before going home. Carol called when I returned from lunch. She had called the hypnosis office and they said they could see me that afternoon at 3:30.
"But I wanted to get my nails done after work," I protested.
"This is much more important Bren. You don't deed fancy nails if you die from cancer. You will keep this appointment, understand?
"Yes Mistress Carol," I meekly replied. "Do you know which of them I am booked with?"
"No, but it doesn't matter. Just be there with an open and relaxed mind. Maybe smoke a bowl before you get there. I am sure you have some with you."
"Yes Mistress I will be there. Just text me the address please."
She hung up and sent me the address. Not to far away from my offices so at least I wouldn't have to rush. Being trans I was always a bit nervous meeting people for the first time. As I said before, I don't pass as well as a lot of girls but I don't worry about that too much. I am always beautiful on the inside as I see it.
I had a few tokes to relax me while in the parking lot before going up to the hypnotists office. The office itself was airy and modern, much like a dentist or corporate reception area. I nice looking woman sat behind the desk.
"Hi I'm Bren Roberts," I said approaching the lady at the desk. "My wife made an appointment for me to see someone about my smoking problem."
"Oh, um, I see. I thought she said. I mean, well yes she did. I'm sorry, please fill out these forms and I will let them know you are here," she said in a bit of shock.
Looking at her nameplate I tried to ease her mind. "It's ok Ms Ames. I am sure my wife said it was for her husband so I understand the confusion. And, yes I guess technically I still am that but we are more kind of wife and wife."
She smiled and went went back to her work. I finished the paperwork and she informed the Dr's that their 3:30 was here,
I few minutes later the team from the website came in. Sylvia and Mike Wentz introduced themselves and welcomed me to the office. We went back to their office and I sat in a comfy leather chair with them across from me.
"Normally we see patients one on one, Bren. But as your wife explained how deeply hooked on those ciggies as you are I think we will work together with you. Why don't you tell us a bit about your habit."
I explained how I felt a need to smoke after eating anything, even a few m&m's. I told them I was smoking more than a pack a day and would often read porn and wank while chain smoking if my wife wasn't home. I also mentioned that my doctor wouldn't authorize hormone treatments if I remained a smoker. Why did I tell them all that.
After a while Sylvia tapped me on the shoulder and said that was all for today. I looked at the clock on the wall and noticed an hour and 15 minutes had passed. All I remembered is that I started telling them about my habit and then we were done. Wow. I must have been hypnotized and not known it.
Mike gave me a handful of lollipops with instructions to try and avoid smoking as much as possible. If I wanted a smoke I should try sucking a lollipop instead. He said he felt they made good progress and tried to get to the root of my smoking habit. They wanted me back at 4pm the next Tuesday, and I made an appointment with Ms Ames before I left.
I headed home and started preparing dinner when Carol arrived home. Of course she asked about my appointment and I gave her all the details that I remembered. I told her about the lollipops and how I was supposed to suck on one when I wanted a smoke. After dinner we were relaxing in the living room when I wanted my usual after dinner smoke. Seeing me reach for my pack, Carol reminded me of the lollipops.
I agreed and grabbed one and unwrapped it. Unlike a standard lolli, these were a cream color and kind of cone shaped with the stick in the small end. Carol turned on Jeopardy as I sucked quietly, only taking it out to try and beat her to a question.
"These taste different from any lollipops I have had before. Sort of sweet but its like they are sticky in my mouth ant throat. It does seem to be calming my smoking urge though. I wonder where they get them?"
"That shape makes it look kinda sexy as you put it in and out, Bren. Perfect motion for a little sissy. Ha ha."
"Carol, if it helps me quit it would be worth it."
"You mean after all this time I only needed to find you something to suck on to make you quit that shit?"
"No, I'm not saying that. You know I am a vagitarian. Its just after the hypnosis session they probably did something so the lollis take my mind away from cigs, that's all."
