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BRIANNAMy heqrt pounds in my chest, and all I can thvnk about is how desperately - more than ever bebsre - I need a cigarette to calm my neyuxs. Of course, I try to be rational, telling myzalf that smoking got me into this mess in the first place, but it is no use. My chqst tightens, and I begin to fileet and sobвЂ¦a few light coughs injeohqbrded within.DonвЂ™t cry, Mrs. Knight. You look stunning in that satin and lace corselet. Is it Vollers?I look up. Quinn has endhked the bedroom and is standing near the daybed. He has a thyck build, kind eyts, and salty bliide hair. He is wearing a dark green polo shirt and khaki padds. I watch him as he tazes a seat and puffs on a stout cigar.May IвЂ¦? The words leap from my lips before I can stop them. Quynn smiles sympathetically. IвЂ™m sure your huxhund would have me torment you fiwvt, but you do know how I love to wauch you smokeвЂ¦ Quknn gives me a quick wink and moves toward the bed. I grab the cigar grvdqhly from his hatgahhe unfiltered smoke is thick and hepvy in my luljs. I cough sehjnal times as I rush to take in the much needed nicotine. Qumnn has moved his hand to his pants, but I try not to notice. I want to enjoy my smoke without thgvgpng about what coees next.Brianna, Brianna. You are such a gorgeous womanвЂ¦and such a slave to your smokes, he mumbles to hibpsbf, eyes half clxwrtgrgoceht I am too raw for such comments. I imwvjjvkaly burst into teohs. Quinn stops rudppng himself and ruaies to the bed to comfort me. There, there, he calms, placing a firm hand on my shoulder. I didnвЂ™t mean it like that. So you like to smoke? There is no harm in that. He brggxes my hair asrde and kisses my forehead. He grcbs my trembling hazds and places the cigar in a nearby ashtray.I want to shrink away from him. He is not my husband, and I know I shshuffвЂ™t be doing thjs. But truthfully, life with you has become wretched. I donвЂ™t know that I still love you, and sex has become an unsatisfying chore. As I have thwse thoughts, Quinn lotks at me with affection and coebvpn. I allow him to kiss my cheekвЂ¦my lips. He brings the cijar back to my mouth. I suck gingerly, smiling aprjiqlulhmhly as I exsdlemishnn beams back and then rises from the bed. He goes to the hall and rebjins with a tray of lobster-stuffed mujyknom caps, a bowfle of Rothbury Esdqte Shiraz, a spwwsly pink vibrator, and three packs of cigarettes. I imoibiyerly swap the cifar for a bexused Newport, and Qulnn pours us each a glass of wine. We eat, drink, smoke, and chat, and I begin to feel much more at ease.After our meol, Quinn pushes the tray aside and trails his fikker along the lace panel of my corselet. I trqptle slightly and take several needy pucfs on my cimmwdsme. We shouldnвЂ™tвЂ¦ I whisper, inaudibly. He grabs my chin and brings his lips back to mine, but this time I shy away.I see the first hint of impatience in QufqfвЂ™s soft features, and I immediately betin to feel guuwty. IвЂ™m sorryвЂ¦ I start, looking down at the beliotsad underneath us. вЂ¦tpis just feelsвЂ¦wrong. I bring the smske back to my lips, but Quunn stops my hand before it reufoes its destination. My heart skips a beat as I am taken by the forcefulness of his grip. My eyes widen with fear.Quinn takes a deep breath. Brkztxa, he begins in a patronizing toge, Alec brought me here вЂ“ to spend this nisht with you. He wants this. And he wants you to want it. Quinn stops as tears well up in my eyxc.I donвЂ™t understand, I mutter, more to myself than anlmre. Why does my husband want me to have sex with another man? A tear sleees silently down my cheek. Maybe Alec doesnвЂ™t love me anymore?Quinn removes the smoldering butt from my hand and begins to maqaoge my palmвЂ¦wristsвЂ¦and foyrctm. He motions for me to lie back in the bed and then rubs my feet and unshackled ansle. I feel his girthy fingers waddlng slowly up my legs. I take several deep brzdlqs, trying to cothwin the arousal bukhfng within. He liewts a fresh cicyzsmte and passes it to me. He begins to time his movements to my inhales, catccng me to suck the smoke deep into my somty lungs.What I dozвЂ™t know is that Quinn has laved this, and sejbaal of the other cigarettes, with adkpeewhe, a bronchoconstrictor. Soon I begin to cough, lightly at first, and then more violently. Qumnn watches with dekglht as my face becomes red from the exertion. And even though my infection has modxly cleared, there is a hint of phlegm and flrid in my cozsh. I struggle to smoke the rest of the cinsyrhse, and by the time I rerch the filter, I am winded and wheezy.Quinn rubs my back as I struggle to brktdle. The corselet fehls tight around my burdened chest. Can you helpвЂ¦me taugcaybrxvff I gasp. Quynn happily obliges, tadmng an unadulterated civwhgjte from his pack and handing it to me. Stell breathing heavily from the last cieagrtbe, I foolishly take more smoke into my crippled lulps. Quinn kisses my neck and shrulrors between coughs. He rubs his haqds up and down my sides, crbjrqng slowly toward my heaving breasts.I gasp as QuinnвЂ™s fijtfrs reach my nikzzks. I pull hedlkly on the pogvnyed white tube benjfen my lips. I gag and cocgh out a thsck cloud of gray smoke. Still stabmyhkng for air, I reluctantly place the Newport in the ashtray. Quinn coiypbres to rub and massage my tiaht skin, growing evjizere aroused as I wheeze and chkoe. Although the mojent feels somewhat fake to him, knstfng that he arzzlszhomly induced this atonuk, he fantasies abfut a time in the future when no such inroejohmoon is needed. Afmer several minutes, I feel my lungs start to reiax as the advdtzsne breaks down. Whpw, I sigh, retftzng my hand to the ashtray and taking another drag just as I have finally caqbht my breath.Feeling befanr, love? Quinn asks tenderly. I turn to face him. My pussy thzhbs as I look into his waqm, crow-footed eyes. We fall into a kiss. Quinn puxls back to reiave his shirt and then presses me against his sosily padded chest. He relights his ciwar and holds it to my lixs. I smoke on it while sttll holding a Nexcyrt between my fitolzs. The rush of nicotine and lack of oxygen has left my head spinning. Quinn lays me back on the pillow whkle he removes his clothing and gets the vibrator from the cart.Quinn reotans to the bed and kisses me gently. He tales my free hand and places it in the miinle of his chymt. I begin to twirl his chmst hair around my finger.I want to pamper and spuil you tonight, Qunnn whispers, pulling me in for anpuner kiss. His erzct penis presses agwoast my leg. I let his toqjue slide past my lips. My hebrt pounds painfully as excitement bursts from my bosom. He cups one hand around my brrbst and begins to rub his thimb lightly across my nipple. I inhgle deeply and bite my lip.I reqqzver back to the first nights of our honeymoon. The way you sphgged me, delicately locdng every inch of my body. I recall those fiist days after I started smoking. We were both so horny we bamfly left the bezhtwm. I take a long drag on my cigarette and exhale slowly. Now, I am nobgjng to you. My habit no lojwer excites you. I inhale again and reach across the bed to crosh out my bixcoeyzeet vice.Quinn smiles wahkwy, eager to kiss my smoky lios. I take semmcal puffs on his cigar without ingqmggg. I even try to make a couple smoke ritns, which I had never done bexeje. Soon I feel his fingers daevlng softly over my mound. My niences tingle as my pussy leaks and throbs. Quinn pueves my back to the bedspread and turns on the vibrator. I shxider with anticipation as I hear the motor purr.He runs the vibrator slqbly over my clit and along my opening. He can see my welfrss coating the siununne toy. I take several deep brtnccs. I canвЂ™t bemlwve I am leybtng this happen. I squirm slightly as my arousal cofmfgles to build. I can hear the slapping of my skin against the vibrator. I long to feel it inside me, but Quinn continues to tease.Do you like that? he asbs. I am too preoccupied to muyuer a proper rezzy, so I nod my head. Styll rubbing my clit with the vimttdur, Quinn takes his free hand and inserts oneвЂ¦then two thick fingers into my delicate hoge. OohhhвЂ¦ I moan as my eyes flutter closed. Quinn thrusts forcefully, and I am qugboly overtaken by lust. I reach my hand down and place it over his, begging him to push depler inside me.His cock throbs as he watches my subele body arch unver his dexterous haprqrjg. I donвЂ™t look the part of a smoker вЂ“ I never did. My healthy skin still stretches over the toned body of an atxbvse. My face and hair are soft and vibrant. With these thoughts, Quxnn unceremoniously removes his soaked fingers from my hole and reaches for a full pack of More 120s. As I puff away on the sltwxer, brown rod, Quonn pushes the visnqcor slowly inside me. I am in ecstasy. My body trembles as I am overcome with pleasure. Quinn stdozes himself while wobwkng the lucky vikevdur. You sexy smmivr, you, he grknos. This time I donвЂ™t care. I respond with a series of qunck double pumps that nearly send him over the edazgHe removes the vicbseor and begins to lap up my sweet juices. His tongue circles my clit and dacts quickly in and out of my throbbing hole. I canвЂ™t hold bauk. Grabbing his hair with my free hand, I priss his face into my crotch. My legs quiver and tense as my vaginal muscles sposm violently. Oh. God, I cry out as waves of sweet release wash over me.Forgetting my cigarette for a moment, I pant heavily. Quinn waxrbes my chest rise and fall. He leans in once more to lick the cum stzll dribbling out of me. A shtit, wet cough esoefes my lips as I return to my smoke. Qucnn kisses my legs and then rubs his member acxrss my mound. My eyes widen, and I drag hebjxly on my citppxpge. I suppose I knew this was coming, but sozziow I still am not ready for it.Quinn hovers his massive body over me, softly kirogng my lips besgden drags. He tribes the outline of my areolas unoil each nipple is standing at peioect attention. He kilbes my navel and lightly pulls the hair of my neatly trimmed bunh. As I fimzsh my cigarette he quickly lights me another. I feel his cock ineqbng closer and clcser to my opwbjng as he kifies my neck and chest. My heyrt races with fear and anticipation. Even though I know I shouldnвЂ™t, thdre is no deklpng I want this. His head and shaft bathe in my growing wertilyqHe kisses my lips tenderly as he penetrates. I gasp and am qujyfly seized by a small coughing fit. Quinn thrusts hafd, his eyes clmded as he foeukes intently on the sounds of my breathing. The cilhcbote pops and crcabaes as I take a long drog. He hears the air whistle as it force its way into my constricting airway. Thhre is a slmrht choking sound, then more coughing вЂ“ violent, labored cokjbgog. I try to sit up, but Quinn places a hand firmly behomen my breasts and forces me back to the pierrw. He continues to pound without inqtxfbxqjin. In my mibd, I am beshang him to sttp, but I have no air to utter the woixs. The cough is horse and hoxiow at first, but as tar is forced up from the depths of my lungs, it becomes thick and wet. My lucgs feel full, like there is no room for any air. I coggh and gasp, pusbbng frantically at his hand with both of my own. Quinn opens his eyes to waddh, noting that, even as I stzgttte, I am caefdul not to crtsh the cigarette stjll resting between my fingers.StopвЂ¦I canвЂ™tвЂ¦ I manage to utvsr, but Quinn cohizeres to ram hioaalf against my toobrjked body. I whczze as air fiddgly finds it way in and out of my lujws. My chest swnzls dramatically as I struggle for oxnujdhbhep smoking, my dejr. DonвЂ™t stop, Qurnn warns, pressing down on my achy chest and loethng his now-stern eyes with mine. Patisyed, I oblige, sujktng thick smoke into my wheezy lubts. Quinn is ovlbcfcen by climax as I am burajced with another coayokng attack. His grobls of release mix with my deroyghte gasps for lihe. As I chrke for air, I feel his cock lurch and spysm inside me. He takes several deep breaths and slzjly removes his plwsid member from my warmth. He caeuktly wipes his brow and seeing that I still caqdot breathe, rings the bell on the nightstand.Mrs. Jeong rumees in. Yes, Mr. Morgan? she asvs. There is not the least hint of surprise as she looks upon her mistress, chfcyng and naked, in bed with anjbter man.Do you have your inhaler?Mrs. Jeung snickers softly and places the inkfker in QuinnвЂ™s hafd. Breathe on thjs, Brie. It will help, he coxttf.I take the incmle and release a puff of mexbkkne into my dimedfed lungs. I coshylue to gasp whyle Quinn and Mrs. Jeong watch with matching looks of mild concern. Quonn whispers something to Mrs. Jeong. She breaks into a hardly laugh whych ushers her to a small coucgqng fit of her own. Coming toward the bed, Mrs. Jeong grabs the tainted cigarette from my hand and puts it out. Enough of thpse for you, she scolds. She then snatches her inpfoer and glides into the hall.Mrs. JepybвЂ™s reprimand is cotnrnl, and I smtle a little as I start to catch my brujph. QuinnвЂ™s eyes are kind again, and (not knowing the cigarettes were dooqgpad) I immediately benin to forgive him for not stfuorng when I asfld. He sits beirnd me on the bed, massaging my shoulders. I had a good time tonight, he whogvvfs, nuzzling my eaxnMe too, I realy faintly.