With a cigarette hanging from the corner of her mouth Polly weeded the flower garden in the front yard. She was on all fours stabbing at the ground with her gardening shovel in a breathless huff. It was hot outside so she was dressed in a tight white tank top and faded blue jean cut offs. The cut offs were rather short and showed the cheeks of her fine 31 year old ass.
She finally sat up and brushed the sweat away from her brow with her forearm and looked around. She puffed her cigarette and sat back on her heels. Then she coughed and coughed again. She had to give up this habit before it killed her, because she was already at a pack and half a day. Not to mention the damn things were getting expensive as hell. Her husband Max had also been on her to quit, because he said that kissing her was like kissing an ashtray. The asshole! And it was affecting their sex life as well. He says but she suspected that it was more than that because he hasn't touched her in over six months.
She pushed the cigarette into the dirt and covered it with some potting soil. Max had used hypnosis to stop smoking and now she couldn't help but wonder if it would help her quit. Max Jr, (MJ) her stepson had performed the hypnosis procedure on his father. MJ was studying clinical therapy at the time and hypnosis had been something that he'd studied in the class and he had to practice it.
He'd asked Polly to be his test subject but she had turned him down flat. She loved her stepson dearly but she didn't trust him.
"Come on Poly I can help you kick that nasty habit." he'd pleaded.
"No MJ and that's final." She'd snapped at him which seemed to hurt his feelings.
"I'll give it shot. I mean what do I have to lose, right?" Max volunteered.
So MJ performed the procedure on his father and it worked wonderfully! He laid down the cigarettes and never picked them up again and that was six months ago.
Exhausted from the heat and feeling a bit out of breath she stood and picked up her bucket of gardening tools and walked back to the house. Maybe she would give hypnosis a try, if MJ was still willing to do it.
The air conditioning felt wonderful on her hot skin so she ditched her clothing at the bottom of the staircase and made her way upstairs naked. She didn't care because she was the only one home. Max was at work and so was MJ.
She let down her long blond hair and shook it out then walked into the bedroom and made her way to the master bath and started the shower.
She already wanted another cigarette, dang it! Goodness it was such a horrible loop she was caught in.
Her cellphone rang as she was lighting up another cigarette, it was, Max. She answered, "Hello sweetheart."
"Hey Baby."
Polly started coughing on her second draw.
She heard Max chortle, "Damn how many cigarettes have you smoked this morning?"
"Don't start with me Maxi!" Polly shot back.
"Well you said you were going to make the effort to cut back I'm just trying to help you."
Polly rolled her deep blue eyes and shook her head and pushed the cigarette out in the ashtray. "I know and I'm trying honey, I mean I really am."
Max chortled, "I know baby."
She could sense her husband rolling his eyes on the other end of the phone.
"I'm thinking about talking to MJ and see he would still be willing to perform hypnosis on me."
"Oh really. Well it certainly helped me, honey. And if I can do it baby you can to."
"I know, Max.
"Look I called to tell you that I want be home for dinner tonight."
"What? Why?"
"Ted invited me over to his house to play cards."
Polly sighed, "But Max I thought that we would have a date night. I was going to fix some steaks and afterwards we could snuggle on the couch."
"You want sex, don't you?" Max chortled on the other end of the phone.
Polly giggled, "Stop being so brash. I'm in the mood, honey. I mean we haven't..."
"I know baby, it's been a while and I'm sorry."
"It's been six months, Max."
There was a silence between them.
"So are you going to come home and be with me."
"Sorry baby I already promised Ted..."
"I must not be that good in bed!" she snapped in frustration and she ended the call.
Max would never call her back not when she hangs up on him and he's already made up his mind to go over to Ted's and play his fucking tube flute. She knew what was going on. She wasn't stupid. And it's been going on for nearly a year now. Ever since he's stopped smoking he's become a different man. The other day she caught him fondling her panties and rubbing them against his face. What was with him?
She shook her head and lit up another cigarette, "Maybe it was the cigarettes that turned him off? She looked at the cigarette and was about to extinguish it out but stopped herself. "Fuck him let him take it up the ass from Ted. She didn't care if he stayed the entire night!
She heard the front door open downstairs. Who could that be? Polly stood up and walked out of the bedroom to look over the banister to find MJ taking off his shoes by the door.
"MJ?" she asked.
He looked up at her, "Hey Mom."
"Your home early?"
"Yeah Dr. Wason let me off early. Turns out he's has a card game to attend."
Polly folded her arms, "Let me guess, is it at Ted's house?"
He smiled up at her, "Yes how did you know?"
"Your father is attending it as well."
MJ smirked and hung his coat in the closet, "You know what goes on there right?"
She folded her arms, "I'm well aware of what goes on in that man's house!"
MJ nodded and picked up her clothes from the bottom of the stairs, "I'll put these in laundry."
"Thank you MJ."
MJ walked down the hall sniffing Polly's sweaty clothes. Her feminine scent was all in them and it made his dick swell. So was the smell of the nasty cigarette smoke but he ignored it and sniffed the crotch of her shorts. Mummm yeah! His mom's pussy smelled so fucking nice.
There were no panties nor a bra so that meant she'd been naked under them. He smiled and turned the shorts inside out and he licked the crotch, it was still damp and mixed with her juices and sweat. Shit he'd give his left nut to eat his mom's pussy.
He knew it was wrong to feel this way but shit she was fucking gorgeous, even with a cigarette hanging from her mouth.
He put the clothes on the folding table and pulled his pants down. Then he pressed the shorts to his face and started jerking off.
He heard her footsteps coming down the stairs. Shit! He quickly pulled his pants up and tossed the clothes in the dirty hamper and walked out of the laundry room. He found Polly in the kitchen and she was sitting at the table with her head in her hands.
"I put'em in the dirty pile but there isn't enough to start a wash yet." he said.
Polly shrugged and she looked sad.
MJ sat down across from her, "Are you okay Mom?"
She puffed on the cigarette and then she looked at him with sad blue eyes, "Do you think you can help me quit these things?"
MJ shrugged, "I can try but you have to want to quit, mom."
Tears started to form in her eyes, "I'm ready to quit MJ. I really am!"
"Well make me a sandwich and we'll talk about it."
"Make it yourself, MJ. You know where everything is." she suddenly stood up, "If you want to help me that's fine but I'm not your servant young man." with that she stood up and walked out of the kitchen.
MJ hears the TV comes on in the den. Oh well he shrugged and fixed his own sandwich and sat down and ate it. He was starving. When he was done he walked down the hall to his room without saying a word to Polly. She gave him a passing glance but he ignored her.
