sirhugs
Riding to the Rescue
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though I have written a smoking fetish story, I think I'd rather read than write this one:
based on the observation of highly sensual folks huddling outside highrises, smoking, due to Ontario's workplace smoking ban:
He is walking along the street early in the morning- dawn- the city is still waking up. She is in an alcove between two columns of the building. Clearly not a night cleaner just off work. Maybe a law firm proofreader who worked overnight, or the early bird clerk who reboots the copiers before the rest arrive. Or a boss, early to set an example. He pauses and watches spellbound as this elegant creature lifts the butt to her red painted lips, slowly inhales, then holds the smoke, then exhales.
He can not resist the impulse. He stops, reaches across, takes the cigarette. Is a bit shocked she complies without complaint. He takes a drag. They share the smoke silently, eyes locked together. He gradually steps closer.
She exhales right into his face. He grins, takes a long last puff, leans closer, blows the smoke into her open mouth. she takes the butt, swallows more smoke, then locks her lips to his, sharing.
Without a word, they embrace. she drags him around a corner into an alley, where....
based on the observation of highly sensual folks huddling outside highrises, smoking, due to Ontario's workplace smoking ban:
He is walking along the street early in the morning- dawn- the city is still waking up. She is in an alcove between two columns of the building. Clearly not a night cleaner just off work. Maybe a law firm proofreader who worked overnight, or the early bird clerk who reboots the copiers before the rest arrive. Or a boss, early to set an example. He pauses and watches spellbound as this elegant creature lifts the butt to her red painted lips, slowly inhales, then holds the smoke, then exhales.
He can not resist the impulse. He stops, reaches across, takes the cigarette. Is a bit shocked she complies without complaint. He takes a drag. They share the smoke silently, eyes locked together. He gradually steps closer.
She exhales right into his face. He grins, takes a long last puff, leans closer, blows the smoke into her open mouth. she takes the butt, swallows more smoke, then locks her lips to his, sharing.
Without a word, they embrace. she drags him around a corner into an alley, where....
