I was in my home. In my room, I was in my bed seeing the little box. It was at 4:00 pm. I felt a bit shiver running my spine. I was so anxious in a strange way. I wanted to turn on the little smoke machine.
"Maybe… maybe nicotine is starting to do its effects on me…" I said to myself, because I inhaled in so much cigarette smoke in Kiara's car when she started on the little machine. Maybe, I was intoxicated by its nicotine in that moment.
I opened a drawer that was next to my bed. I saw the amount of triple cigarette pack with its lighters inside. I doubted a bit, but at the end, I took one and I took a cigarette to use in the little smoke machine.
With so much shyness. I lighted on the cigarette like an incense stick, because I didn't want to pull it with my mouth like a smoker. When the smoke threads appeared an assaulted my face, I coughed quietly a couple of times as soon as I inhaled it, then; I prepared the little smoke machine with the cigarette, of course, its expeller tube was not pointing to me, it was pointing to the room. I was behind the little smoke machine.
I turned on the little machine and, in a couple of seconds, the cigarette got consumed and a cloud of smoke appeared in front of me. I covered my mouth and nose with both hands while I was seeing the thick cloud in front of me. The smoke didn't look how it smelled. I thought in that moment that it was beautiful, like an artwork, the smoke looked beautiful as a cloud of cream or cottom that was getting dissolve slowly in the air. The cloud hypnotized me for a moment, but happiness ended when the strong smell arrived to me.
"Oh… cough… cough… What a fool… I forget to open a window…" I said to myself while the cloud got expanded slowly and was starting to cover to me.
I held my breath while I stood up. I walked through the dense mist that the little machine had did with only one cigarette. I opened a window of my room. I stayed there for a moment to cough in the smoke while it was getting way out and to take a little breath of clean air.
While I was taking a breath of fresh air, someone rang the doorbell. I said "I'll open…". I knew that I was alone in my home, but I said it to call its attention. I arrived to the door and I checked it out between the magic eye door. I saw no one.
"Who's there?" I asked waiting for an answer.
I got a bit scared. For a moment I felt a soft aroma in the air, like a sweet female perfume mixed with a bit tobacco smoke. I downed my gaze to the floor and I saw a letter.
"Oh? What's this?" I said to myself while I took the letter. It had a wax seal. I opened the letter to read what was that. When I read the letter, I got astonished. It was the invitation to the night from Missis Montford, the CEO of Blue Drag-on. At the end of the invitation was the phrase "I'll pick you up at 10:00 p.m."
I couldn't think correctly in that moment. The CEO, Missis Montford will pick out me to her formal night personally. Fastly, I went to my room I stayed in bed for a couple of hours, thinking about the night of Missis Montford, and coughing for the residual odor of cigarette smoke that was in my room. I was regretful for lighted that cigarette. I thought in do not to go to her formal night. Because I didn't like cigarettes and its smoke. After thought it. I fell asleep.
I had a dream, where Kiara was smoking and coughing in the smoking area, as always. I tried to stop her, I felt so much guilty, because, in the bottom of myself, I knew that I loved to see her smoking, to breathe in her smoke always that she made a smoke cloud with her pink lips; after a deeply drag of her cigarette.
I felt a bit turned on, while she was coughing in front of me, among a dense mist of cigarette smoke, that she had done. For a moment my conscience took me, I knew that she shouldn't to be smoking. It was a bad habit to her, above whole her matutine allergies that made her cough still so much more, but, the only idea to cough with her in the middle of her smoky exhalations made me fall in love. My mind was trapped in a smoke screen of my own feelings against my conscience. I felt myself with mixed feelings.
I felt so bad, and so good, only with one think. To cough with Kiara among a smoke screen of her own cigarette smoke. I was seeing her smoking and coughing. I fanned the smoke that was made hard my breathe and my fogged my gaze. Once I saw better her, I said:
"Kiara! Stop smoking! There's too much smoke… c'mon with me to take a bit air outside.
"Tee-hee… Don't worry Ilya. I'm okay. I'm just enjoying my cigarette… cough! cough… It's okay. Don't worry for the coughs. That's only my matutine allergy" responded to me coughing a bit.
"But, Kiara… You've wheezing cough… and can't breathe correctly here. It's a lot of smoke. You need to breathe some of fresh air. Come with me to talk and quit smoking for a moment" I said to her so worried.
Kiara giggled me innocent and she sipped her cigarette. Her deeply drag ended with a kiss and she took a sharp breath to get inside the smoke into herself. She opened her mouth and exhaled out the smoke with a little wheeze; to take me into a smoke screen of her smoky breath.
I got a bit bothered by her thick cigarette smoke but; I loved it at the same time. I breathed in a bit and I coughed a bit with a dramatic tone, to try to moved her.
"Cough… cough… You're make me cough with your smoke Kiara… cough… cough…" I said to her.
"Oh! Ilya… so sorry… but…" she said. Suddenly, a familiar voice interrupted her.
"I know perfectly that you actually love her smoke and her coughs…
I turned myself to see who said that. It was Missis Montford; who was smoking a cigarette too. In a blink I left the smoking area and I appeared suddenly in her office and I was alone with Missis Montford.
I was sitting in front of her, and she was in her desk in front of me wit her crossed legs. She looked like so elegant with her red drees with a long neckline, showing her huge frontal attributes where had her cigarette pack between those; and a miniskirt, that was revealing her thick and smooth thighs.
She took a deep drag from her cigarette and inhaled so deeply the smoke with a slow open mouth breathe, and she put the cigarette in her red lips to sip it while was exhaling a smoke screen by her nose. The smoke bounced in her huge breasts, and among a cloud of smoke that was hugging her face, she asked to me:
"Are you ready tonight?" she told me softly and a bit naughty and expelling residual smoke from her red lips in each word with her smoky breath. I had no words to respond. I was so embarrassed and amazed, because she looked so beautiful while was smoking her cigarette in that way. I was falling in love strangely.
In her right side, there was a cigarette smoke machine, ready to be activated. She saw the little box that had the bigger holder. Twelve cigarettes in its holder. She took her cigarette pack that was between her huge breasts and she took her lighter, that was inside the cigarette pack, then she took the little cigarette smoke machine and she lighted the twelve cigarettes like incense sticks.
As soon as the thick smoke threads from the twelve cigarettes evolved her face like a spider web, she breathed in deeply among the smoke with joyfulness. I could see that she really loved cigarette smoke.
"Remember, I'll pick you at 10:00 p.m." she whispered among the smoke.
"Eh?!" I exclaimed surprised. I tried to said something but she interrupted me turning on the little smoke machine and I ended among a dense cloud of cigarette smoke.
I couldn't avoid to cough until I got breathless. I couldn't breathe with all of that smoke around me. Suddenly and strangely. My cellphone alarm rang. I awaked coughing. My room still smelled like cigarette smoke.
"Stupid box" I exclaimed against the little smoke machine, because my room still smelled it for fault of that thing, not even with the open window the smell left my room.
I saw the time. It was at 7:30 p.m. I remembered the invitation tonight. I went to take a bath and to get ready to be pick up by Missis Montford.
Later. At 9:58 p.m. I was sitting in bed's edge, with my best black dress. A one piece drees, black stocks and black heels, ready to go to the night reunion of Missis Montford. I knew that she probably was an ultra-rich woman, a mansion, cars, and other rich people stuff; for that reason, I was so embarrassed.
"Why a rich woman like her would invite me to a reunion? I'm just… I'm poor compared to her…" I repeated like a crazy one in my head while I was seeing the floor.
In a moment, I felt a disgusted smell, like burned fuel. I started to cough in as soon as the odor disturbed my breath, then, I could see how a black smog started to enter to my room by an open window.
I went to the window to see what was happening. It was Missis Montford's car. She was behind the car, leaning in the trunk, next to the exhaust pipe that was emitting a lot of black smoke. She was smoking a cigarette among the black emissions of her car. In a moment she saw me and called me with a sign.
I went stairs down. I went out from my house, almost immediately I felt a bit sick. There was so much smog in my porch, I couldn't avoid to grimace disgusted when I felt the smelly from strong and black emissions of her car, I fanned that thick smoke near to my face trying to don't inhale much of it.
"Why do she perturb the air polluting it with her car? Is it broken?" I thought asking myself disgusted while i was walking among the dense toxic smog.
Missis Montford smiled me a bit naughty. She opened the door of her car as if I been her couple, or something like that. I felt my face with a disgusted sensation, like dusty and oily. I took my little makeup mirror from my little black handbag to see my face, thinking that, maybe the soot of the huge black smoke stained me. I was lucky. That didn't happen.
Inside the car, was not better. It was full of tobacco smoke, she had and ashtray behind the steering wheel, full of ashes and cigarette butts, some butts was still making smoke. The strong smell was a bit measured with some kind of female parfum and the air freshener of the car. With all of those smells was a bit hard to breathe without feel a bit ich in the nose.
Missis Montford rode the car. She took and deeply drag of her cigarette and exhaled the smoke with a pleasure doing "Ahh…" with open mouth with her breath; then, she told me a bit naughty among a smoke screen of her own cigarette:
"Ready tonight?
"Mmh…" I nodded a bit anxious while the cloud of her smoke was taking me in a hug slowly. Missis Montford took another deeply drag and she smiled to me. she told me with a smile while she was exhaling the smoke form her nose.
"Oh… sorry" she said among the smoke that was bouncing in her huge breasts, she took her cigarette pack from there and asked to me.
"Do you want a cigarette?" with little clouds of smoke in each word.
I got anxious while I was seeing the cigarette pack in her hand. I grimaced a bit by all of the smoke that was around me, making hard my breathe.
"Eh… no, thanks… I don't smoke…tee-hee!" I said and I giggled nervous.
"Mmh… ok…" responded Missis Montford while she was putting the cigarette pack between her huge breasts.
I felt so uncomfortable among her smoke. She was smoking with car windows closed. I took my black handbag, to take a little disposable face towel, to put it over my nose and mouth with a hand to avoid to continue breathing all of that smoke. Missis Montford giggled naughty and she took another deep drag of her cigarette. After inhaled the smoke, she blew it to me doing a huge cloud. I ended covered into a dense haze of cigarette smoke in an instant.
I closed my eyes and shrugged among the smoke and grimaced, while I was pushing the little towel against my face with two hands and coughed a couple of times while I was trying to breathe correctly. Missis Montford giggled a bit moved while was seeing me naughty and told me softly:
"What's wrong? Don't you like my smoke?" asked Missis Montford to me.
I saw her and I shook my head exclaiming "Mmh…". Missis Montford saw me moved and she responded.
"Oh, c'mon… it's just smoke, just cigarette smoke. My cigarette smoke, it's okay, breathe in it. I'm sharing my smoke to you" said Missis Montford trying to convince me for something.
"But… to breathe cigarette smoke, is as bad than smoke a cigarette" I responded to her a bit anxious.
"Bad? Why do you say that?" asked Missis Montford to me.
"Because cigarette smoke is too toxic, it can produce lung diseases, I don't know, eh… maybe cancer? Or something bad like that…" I responded a bit scared.
Missis Montford giggled and she smiled me softly and said:
"That's a good reason to breathe my smoke while I'm smoking.
"Eh? Why do you say that?" I said a bit confused.
"Think it a little. To smoke or not, you have only one life. Life be consumed like a cigarette although you would have a health life style. If I smoke to you, I'm literally sharing my life with you, for the reason that you think. I mean, if I'm dying smoking cigarette after cigarette, I think it is a big love token, because I'm literally dying to share my death with you. Think it, at the end, all we will die… let me share my cigarette smoke, to die together" she said.
I got a bit confused, although she was a bit right, besides, I wanted to breathe her smoke, it looked well in the air.
"Mmh… but… I don't know…" I said shyly. "What's wrong?! "Mmh… do you… love me?" I said to her so nervous.
"Of course, yes! That's the reason that I'm smoking to you" she responded glad and smiling.
I got so embarrassed. I couldn't believe it. The CEO of a great tobacco company was falling in love for me. I couldn't believe that. I thought that I was dreaming. It was a dream. I just imagined how many stuff I could buy with her money, shoes, dresses, many and many beautiful things. I was happy thinking about her money but; did her really love me? I couldn't really believe in that. What did she see on me? I didn't know. I just said to her with my voice trembling.
"But… eh…" I said so embarrassed.
"It's okay! Leave me love you. I like your beautiful black hair, and your green eyes… your white and soft skin. What's wrong?!" exclaimed Missis Montford to me.
"I don't know what to say… I'm just so embarrassed… I don't know how to take this…" I said to her.
"Girl! See my eyes!" she said and I saw her eyes. She saw me softly and told me.
"Money is not a problem to me. Stay with me and leave me love you! I promise to take care of you… I promise to love you! And I will buy all things what you want!"
I got so shy. I wanted to stay to her and I tried to tell her:
"But… but… Just love, I mean… eh…
"Yeah! I just have one condition in this future relationship…" she said and she sipped her cigarette to take a too deep inhale, she literally filled her lungs with a lot of cigarette smoke, her chest got expanded slowly. Soon, she blew the smoke to me, I ended taking a smoke bath from her smoky breath.
"Breathe all my cigarette smoke…" she told me while she was moving slowly and softly her hand among the cloud to push the smoke to me trying to give me a thickness smoke to my face.
I ended coughing too much among the cloud of her cigarette smoke. In the car was no air. The cigarette smoke turned too thick and disgusted to me.
After cough. I responded.
"But… If I breathe your… cough! cough… cigarette smoke… I will cough too much…Do my coughs don't disturb you?
Missis Montford giggled and smiled to me so naughty.
"I'm used to hear coughs, so many people in the company cough after a cigarette break, specially my personal secretary. She's always coughing in her cubicle when I notice her that I will not to be in my office, or even if she is smoking with me in my office" she said while she was moving her cigarette with her hand near to her face to do a dancing trail of smoke that took her face slowly, when the smoke hugged her face, she closed her eyes and inhaled it with so joyfulness. She closed her eyes and put a pleasure face while was breathing the cigarette smoke until bottom.
"Your coughs won't be a problem to me, maybe I'll love it" she said and she sipped her cigarette to blow me more smoke.
I felt so nervous. I didn't know what was happening. I felt so confused. I saw to her so amazed by her words and feelings to me and I responded among a cloud of her cigarette smoke.
"Ok. I will breathe your smoke…" I said shrugged with shyness.
"No, no, no… you didn't understand me. To breathe my smoke is just a condition. I want to love you" she said to me seeing my eyes directly.
"Ah… like… eh… girlfriends or something that?" I responded so anxious.
"Mmh…" she nodded to me seeing naughty.
I started to think about to take her like a girlfriend. I wanted to be rich. I wanted her. But it would be love to her? I felt a bit guilty about that, because, she was so beautiful, big breasts, tall, gold hair, brilliant purple eyes; thin waist; superb hips; great thighs; white and smooth skin, and rich. I was so confused, but I though too that it was a price that she should to pay t to me, because I would breathe her cigarette smoke all the time that I will be her girlfriend. To take a lung disease like cancer for inhale everyday her cigarette smoke breath, would not to be for free, right?
"Ok… I want to be you girlfriend…" I responded anxious to her but with no rodeos.
She smiled to me with her red lips and giggled so naughty.
"Yeah! Thanks…" she said and sipped her cigarette while she was got closer to me.
I felt a bit nervous while she was approached to me. I closed my eyes embarrassed and shyly. She exhaled her smoke over my neck by her nose, of course I felt how the hot smoke was burning my skin, at the end she kissed my cheek and I began to cough as soon as I breathed all of that smoke that she had done to me.
"Good girl…" she responded to me softly with a sensual voice while I was coughing breathless.