Debbie A Smoky Beginning Pt 01

"Kiss me!" Debbie said. I went in and started licking her her luscious full lips and before I could get any further she pulled back.

"Jesus, you taste like an ashtray!" she proclaimed. "You know I can't stand you smoking! I thought you said you were going to quit! Or at least cut back!"

Debbie and I had been dating for about a year. At the time she was a gorgeous 5' 3" 23 year old redhead with hair halfway down her back and had a firm ass and perky tits. She had a smile to die for and I often dreamed she would smile at me with a cigarette dangling from her lips. But, it wasn't happening and I didn't think it ever would. Other than being a non smoker, she was perfect in every other way.

"Sorry Babe." I mumbled as I popped a mint into my mouth. I had just put a cigarette out 10 minutes ago and I was already craving another.

"I'm not sure what I'm going to do with you. I love you, but absolutely can't stand the fact that you smoke!" she told me. "Something is gonna have to give!"

I started panicking a bit. I loved her and didn't want to lose her, but my addiction to cigarettes was very strong. I was 9 years older than her, and at 32 had been smoking for 20 years, starting when I was 12.

"I'll quit soon, I promise!" I told her.

"I sure hope so. I really hate it." she replied.

I really didn't want to lose her, but at the same time, I loved smoking. That's when I came to a decision. She was going to become a smoker. Like it or not... I thought about how I was going to do this and came up with what I thought was a great idea. I smiled to myself and started planning.

I went out the next day and bought a few odds and ends that I would need. I also got some nicotine gum and a box of nicotine patches. The highest dosage they had in the store. Step 1. 21 mg of nicotine. I was gonna need it to start with.

I would chew the gum around Debbie and told her I was really trying to quit. But it only did so much for me though as I was a total addict to cigarettes. I would supplement the lack of intake from smoking less by wearing a patch as well. I didn't see the need to tell her about those. Not yet anyways. I still needed to smoke one or two when I was with her, and her look of disdain was apparent.

"I hope you stop soon!" she kept saying over and over.

I'm really trying Babe but it's very hard. Just give me a few more days, and I'll have this licked!" I lied.

Those were some long days when I was with her. As soon as I dropped her home, I would pull out my stash of Marlboro Reds and smoke about 3 or 4 in a row. It was starting to get a little rough, as my cigarette consumption wasn't really diminishing. That, coupled with wearing the patch and the nicotine gum, I was probably more addicted than ever!

I decided enough was enough. After 3 weeks of my little white smoky lie, I told her I had finally done it! I kicked the habit!

Her eyes lit up. "Oh Honey! I'm so proud of you! Come here and kiss me!" She seemed to take a moment before delving in, probably trying to see if she could smell it on me. It had been at least an hour since I had one, and a shower and brushing hide a multitude of sins. She said "This is the best thing you could have done for me! I love you!"

I felt a twinge of guilt, but it soon passed. "I love you too Debbie! Why don't we celebrate this weekend! I'll pick you up Friday afternoon and we'll spend the whole weekend in bed! What do ya think?

She gave me a devilish smile and said it sounded perfect. Little did she know, if my plan worked, that by the end of the weekend, she was going to be a full blown, 2 pack a day lifelong smoker. I put on a little devilish grin myself for her and she laughed a little, not knowing what she was in for.

Friday came and I was getting anxious. This was either going to work and she'd hopefully be a heavy smoker by the end of the weekend, or I was going to lose her totally. The worse case scenario, I''d probably end up being arrested if this didn't work! I put those thoughts aside when I pulled up outside of her house. I took a deep breath, got out of my car and walked up to her door.

She answered my knock after a few seconds and I said "Your carriage awaits M'lady." She giggled.

"I've been looking forward to this all week!" she said. She was looking exceptionally sexy on this day. She normally wears her hair up in a ponytail and doesn't usually wear a lot of makeup. But today, her long curly red hair was down, and she was wearing more makeup than usual. Not so much that she looked trashy, but more than she normally wore. She was wearing a low cut thin blouse that wasn't leaving much to the imagination and a skirt that barely went past her crotch. Her high heels almost made her as tall as me. I was getting a hardon just looking at her. I think she noticed, because she glanced down and quickly looked back up at me with a huge smile. "Happy to see me? she smirked.

"You have no idea!" I replied. My thoughts were racing. What do I do first? Take her home and start her transformation right away? Take her to a fancy restaurant for a romantic dinner and try to get her aroused? I didn't want to push anything or do something out of the ordinary and get her suspicious. My best bet was to give her the option of what we should do.

I asked her what she would like to do, and she told me "I'd like to go to that new restaurant around the corner from your place. We could park at your house and take a little stroll down there to eat." By this time, I was starting to crave a cigarette. My last one was over an hour ago before I showered and brushed my teeth. I took a deep breath and said it sounded perfect. I could stand it for another hour or two. Besides, once we were back at my place, and she was strapped down tight, I'd be able to smoke all I wanted. She would be smoking as much as I wanted her too as well.

Dinner was good. We were at the restaurant for about an hour and a half. The usual chit chat about what was going on with each other, how the family was doing, etc... I felt my mind wandering about what was soon to come, and I was getting very antsy, having gone almost 3 hours at this point without a cigarette. She asked if I was ok, looking at me with concern. I took a second or 2 to compose myself and smiled. "Just really looking forward to getting you by youself, and soon!" I said.

She smiled and leaned in to kiss me. Her perfume was intoxicating and she bit my bottom lip gently before licking my top lip. She held her lips to mine for only a second or so before pulling back, still smiling. "I'm ready to go when you are."

"Check please!" I practically yelled across the restaurant. I paid the bill, and we left. Let me tell you, the 2 block walk back to my place was agonizing. It seemed to take forever. We finally got there and I paused a moment before unlocking the door. "I have a few sursprises for you this weekend." I told her. "Not sure how you're going to react, but just know that I love you with all my heart!" She looked a little nervous at that last comment.

"l... I love you too." she said slowly. I kissed her, and opened the door.

She walked in and I followed. The haze of cigarette smoke still in the air. She sniffed, looked around and saw a few overflowing ashtrays. She had a puzzled look on her face. After a couple of seconds, she whirled around and that puzzled look quickly became one of anger.

"What the fuck is this?! You told me you quit! You lied!" Fuck this and fuck you!" She shoved past me heading to the door. I didn't try to stop her, knowing she wouldn't get far. She tried to open the door, but I had locked the deadbolt and the only way to open it was with a key which was in my hand. "Let me out!" she screamed.

I didn't budge an inch. I just smiled at her."I'm sorry Deb, but I love you and don't want to ever let you go. Everything about you is perfect, except for the fact that you don't smoke. I'm going to fix that little problem this weekend. You're going to love cigarettes as much, if not more, as me by the time Sunday night comes."

The look of shock on her face was a mix of fear and pleasure for me. She started trembling. I wasn't sure if it was from fear or anger. Probably a little of both. "You can't possibly think that I am ever going to willingly smoke! It's disgusting!"

I was calm as I replied "I never said willingly. This is going to take a bit of work on my part. All you're going to do is relax and eventually enjoy it. And you will enjoy it. You may not think so now, but you're going to want to smoke. A lot." I was getting turned on thinking about her begging me for a cigarette.

She was seething as she replied "I don't know how you think you're possibly going to get away with this."

I just smiled again. "Let's go to the bedroom. You can make this easy, or you can make this hard, but I promise you're going to love it. Maybe not at first, but you will."

Her look of resignation let me know that she was not going to make it hard. At least not too hard.

"What are you going to do?" she asked with tears starting to well up.

"Come with me." was all I said. She followed me into the bedroom. "Let me help you out of your clothes." I reached for her and she smacked my hands away.

"I can do this myself thank you very much!" she hissed.

"Suit yourself." I shrugged. Her gorgeous body was on display, and I was instantly hard. "Lay down on the bed and put your arms up over your head." I had installed straps for wrists and ankles and pulled them out from hiding. She had a wild, scared look in her eyes. I told her to relax. I promised her I wasn't going to hurt her. After attaching them, I finally lit up a much needed cigarette and leaned over and slowly exhaled into her face. She coughed a little and started fighting against her restraints. I sat back to watch. When she finally stopped, I opened the drawer on my nightstand and pulled out a brand new gold lighter. I showed her the lighter and she saw the engraving. It said "To Deb, the smoky love of my life" she looked at me like I was nuts. At this point, I probably was, but there was no turning back.

I then pulled out a fresh unopened carton of Marlboro Red 100's. "These are all yours Sweetheart. I have another carton in case these aren't enough." She started squirming again against her restraints, but she wasn't moving an inch. I just sat on the edge of the bed smiling at her.

After a few minutes, she finally stopped and looked at me with her eyes pleading. "Please don't do this to me. Just let me go and I promise I won't do or say anything. Please!"

I smiled as I opened the carton and took out a fresh pack. "We're only just getting started Baby. I promise you, you're gonna love this." I said as I pulled out the first of many cigarettes she was going to enjoy this weekend.

This was going to be fun...