Re : cheating wives smoking -- smokelove
Your story is quite plausible and I think more true than many believe; my own experience echoing some of your own.
I have been a fetisher my entire life, love women smokers. Having divorced in 2001 I dated only smokers but never could find one worthy of staying in a relationship with.
By 2004 relegating my dating to only smokers (being a non smoker myself) had become frustrating and I began pursuing non smoking women, literally giving up on the idea I could find an ideal woman and satisfy my fetish.
Late that year in November I started dating Leslie. A non smoker who worked in a local hospital in the insurance department. She was 39, divorced, buxom, well rounded red head.
Things just hit it off between us and by December I found myself in a fancy hotel room in Reno with her. Non smoking of course. Sitting in the jaccuzi tub we had been "confessing" our little secrets. Having more than a few drinks in me I hesitantly expressed that nothing thrilled me more than seeing a woman smoking.
She was silent for a moment in time which seemed to be an eternity. I figured it was probably going to be a deal breaker between us.
That's when she said with a look of incredulous surprise to me, "Well, I smoke!"
Her first husband hated her smoking. Gave her such a bad time about it that she had figured to just hide it from any other guys she dated unless he was a smoker. With me she had already told her best friend who was a smoker she would never let me know about it or find a way to quit because she really enjoyed being with me. Here I am an enthusiastically aroused male who loves women who smoke with a woman who had been planning on hiding it from me much like the husbands in your adventure! Ironic, eh?
Suffice to say things dramatically changed after that. We got up early that day and she immediately went to the hotel store and bought a pack of V.S. and a lighter before breakfast. (Shame now since you can't smoke in restaurants in Reno anymore) She always left hers at home any time we were together (living with her brother at the time she could only smoke outside at his house anyway)so she wouldn't be tempted or risk me finding out.
She was like a fantasy come true with her style and enjoyment of smoking and she left me with my jaw agape and in awe of her style. Cheek hollowing drags, open mouth inhales, long thick creamy exhales with secondary followings. Frenching and rings. She had been a smoker since age 9 when her best friends mother got her started with her daughter. The 'bad girl' I had always watched in my youth in admiration but too insecure to approach.
She thrilled to my 'bulging excitement' from something she loved to do and was so natural at it. She got as much pleasure indulging me as I did from her smoking. Exhales directly into my face with a twinkle in her eyes and a smile on her lips; smoky kisses and smoking during intimacy followed. A dream come true for a fetisher such as I. Within three months we were living together!
Nothing comes though without a price to pay. One was she exposed my fetish to her married best friend (who had a husband who hated her smoking), which left me mortified until one day I cam home and found both of them sitting in the living room smoking and teasing me until after a few episodes of this it led to intimacy between the three of us with both of them smoking!
Secondly, she had her own ulterior motive indulging my fetish. She wanted to seduce me into becoming a smoker, eventually getting me to take drags of of her cigarettes. It aroused her getting me to smoke, but I would not take a VS from her openly because I saw it as a feminine attribute. So she went out and bought a carton of B&H so that I would no longer have such an excuse! I surrendered to the inevitable power of her intoxicating seduction and became a smoker.
Suffice to say I married this woman and couldn't have been happier with that decision. She turned out to be wild, naughty, passionate, kinky and loves the fetish, although until she met me she was not aware of her own. On top of all that at least once a month her best friend comes by to get what she cannot get at home; a man who loves her smoking and my wife loves to see me pleasuring her. (Leslie isn't bi but she is a voyeur!)
I am willing to bet though had I not come clean about my fetish she would have been one of those secret smokers too, perhaps sharing it with another man herself.
Instead we both found what we were looking for!
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