My stories are based in reality and on real experiences. So let me start by describing my wife, Kelly. At 5'8", she has a very attractive build with great 36C breasts and curves in all of the right places. Her figure is very womanly and attractive, and although she won't be modeling on a runway anytime soon, she looks great in sexy attire. She has medium length dark hair, sometimes tinted auburn or red, and very sexy, full lips. I'm not going to say she'd be a Penthouse Pet next week, but Kelly is a very good looking woman and gets compliments from all my friends.
The story I'm relating here actually took place about three years ago, although we've had repeats a couple of times. I should start be mentioning that although Kelly is not a regular smoker, she would enjoy a cigarette socially from time to time even before I met her. Shortly into our relationship I told her about the smoking fetish and she has regularly included smoking as part of our sex life since then. I have a very strong preference for all whites, which she indulges by making Marlboro Light 100's her brand of choice.
For years, I had fantasized about coming home from work one day to find Kelly waiting to seduce me, cigarette in hand. I dreamed of her smoking all day long, occasionally masturbating, while I had to work knowing what was going on at home. Eventually, I decided to take a risk and sat down at the computer one night. I started typing her two letters. One I put into an envelope and sealed, and the other I wrapped around that envelope and put inside another envelope. The outer one explained that inside the second envelope, she would find a special fantasy that I wanted her to fulfill for me. She was not to open the second envelope unless she agreed to do whatever she found inside of it, no questions asked. The next morning, a Saturday, I left the envelope on my pillow next to her as I headed to work. She was still fast asleep.
At about 11:00 a.m., I got a telephone call at work. It was Kelly. "I opened the envelope," she told me simply, and hung up. I smiled in pleasure and experienced an immediate erection. I'll paraphrase the letter now (I can't remember it word for word anymore):
Hi honey,
I've wanted to have you do this for the longest time, but never been bold enough to ask. I'm glad you've agreed to fulfill my fantasy today. Today I want you to be my sexy smoker. I know we do this during sex sometimes, but this is different. I want you to go to the convenience store and buy a pack of cigarettes. I know we have a few, but you'll need more. On your way home, light one and smoke the whole way back. From there on, I want you to imagine that you are a regular smoker and to smoke frequently, all day long. At your leisure, I want you to pick out a sexy outfit to wear for me, and do your makeup really hot. I want you to fuck yourself with your dildos during the afternoon while you watch one of our porn tapes, and think about how crazy I'll be going at work during all of this. When I get home, I want you to treat me to the hottest sex we've ever had while hinting to me all of the delicious things you've been doing. I know I told you by opening this you agreed to do everything, but I won't hold you to it if you don't want to. If you decide to go ahead, simply call me at work and say "I opened the envelope" - nothing else, I want you to pretend this is totally normal and nothing out of the ordinary. But you can call me during the afternoon to chat a couple times if you want... I love you.