Where There's Smoke...   By X. Marx Despot  (A response to YWL # 950)


Neil breathed a sigh of relief as he opened the front door of his home. No more 
boss, at least for a few hours, no more job stress and all was right with the 
world.  Or at least he thought so.

He sniffed the air, wrinkling his nose and thought to himself, "Is that smoke I 
smell?  Damn it, is Kym smoking again? She knows I don't like it when she 
smokes."

Kym is Neil's wife.  Or should I say, Neil's babe of a wife.  Kym has a body 
that most men would die for and a face to match. She is thirty two years old, 
quite a bit younger than Neil, since he is pushing 46. Very slim, about 5'4" 
tall and with a pretty face ringed by curly, shoulder length reddish brown hair.  
But what really drove men nuts was not Kym's slim waist or her full sexy hips.  
No, as long as her legs were and as round as her gorgeous ass was, it is 
something else that makes men stare when Neil takes his wife out for the 
evening.

What makes men almost break their necks to get a second look at Neil's wife are 
those big fucking tits of her's. I don't just mean she is busty, I mean Kym's 
tits are huge.  Big brown nipples larger than a silver dollar and almost always 
hard, and the way they jiggle when she walks leaves no doubt that they are real. 
No implants move the way Kym's tits move.  Even in the F-cup bras that she has 
to buy, her tits still almost spill out, they are so full and firm.

Neil was a lucky man to have snagged a younger woman with a face and body like 
Kym's and he knew it. She was almost the perfect wife. But not quite perfect.

Neil smelled menthol cigarette smoke, he was sure of it.  His wife knew how much 
he hated it when she smoked but she still did it anyway, especially when she got 
home early from work and thought he wasn't going to catch her. But he had come 
home early today too and he knew that the odor wafting through his home was the 
smell of smoke.

He quietly closed the door and tip-toed through the room, listening carefully. 
He could tell by the soft music playing that Kym was in the living room, no 
doubt having a quick smoke before she thought he would come home and find out.  
He peeked around the corner and there she was.

Even as irritated as he was with her at that moment he still couldn't help but 
admire her beauty. She was wearing a cute little knit blouse, white with Blue, 
yellow and pink stripes.  Her tits jiggled invitingly as she bent over and 
tapped her kingsize cigarette lazily on the ashtray beside her.  She was also 
wearing a short black skirt that hugged her generous ass as she wiggled to stand 
up from the couch. 

She still had no idea he was there watching her.  She bent over and put out her 
cigarette in the ashtray, blowing slow lazy rings of smoke from her pretty red 
lips as she did so.  When she bent down to pick up the ash tray, her back was to 
him and he saw that her short black skirt went up high enough in back for him to 
see her black lacie panties and stocking tops.  "What the fuck is she doing 
wearing those underwear to work?", he thought to himself angrily.  That was when 
he decided to make his presence known.

"Hi Kym, I'm home", he said suddenly, making her almost jump from surprise.  She 
spun around, and he saw her hand go behind her back, the hand that was holding 
the ashtray.  He grimaced as he realized that she thought he was so stupid that 
he would not notice the ashtray if she held it behind her back.

"Oh!, UH, I'm, uh, Well, Hi Neil", Kym said with a forced smile, "I didn't see 
you come in, how long have you been here?"  She backed out of the room, holding 
the ashtray behind her and said, "I have something to do in the kitchen Honey, 
just sit down and I will bring you a drink".

"Damn it Kym", he said firmly, "Stop right there. I have been home long enough 
to know what you are holding and what you have been doing! You know I hate it 
when you smoke!"

Kym knew she was caught red handed.  She silently carried the ashtray over and 
set it on the table.  "I know you don't like me to smoke Neil but I enjoy it. I 
only smoke a few each day."

"I don't care if you only smoke one a day Kym, I hate it. It is bad for your 
health and besides it makes you look like some cheap slut when you smoke!"  
Kym'e eye's glared at him as she responded, "How dare you say that to me, I'm 
your wife! And besides, you're the one who is always wanting me to dress sexy so 
that other men stare at your wife! And now you call me a slut?"

"Damn it Kym" Neil said angrily, "I didn't call you a slut, I said that smoking 
makes you look like a slut. And as long as we are on that subject, I have 
something else to ask you about. I saw you bend over and I want to know what the 
hell you are doing wearing those black lace panties to work? What the hell else 
do I need to know about what you wear to work?"  He suddenly grabbed her and 
pulled her close to him, her big tits rubbing on his chest. Before she could 
react he grabbed her conservative little striped blouse and yanked it up, 
revealing her huge tits encased in a black lace push up bra that matched her 
sexy panties.  

"I thought so", Neil said with a sneer, "Since when do you wear your sexiest bra 
and panties to go to the office, huh?  Answer me damn it."
   
Kym tugged her blouse down over her F cup tits and with her face turning red 
began to answer her husband.  "My other things were in the laundry, that's all. 
And even if I wanted to wear something sexy what does it matter? You're the one 
who bought them for me, in fact you are the one who is always wanting me to 
dresss sexy and cocktease other men and you know it Neil!"

She had him there and he couldn't deny it.  "Well that's different", he began to 
explain, "It's one thing for you to wear your sexy clothes when we go out 
together but not when you are at work and I am nowhere around!"  

Inside he knew that she was right.  He loved showing off his young wife's hot 
body to other men and he had often fantasized with her about watching her fuck 
other men.  He would lay on top of her in their bed and whisper in her ear, 
teasing her, telling her how all the strangers in a bar would want to fuck her 
if she would only loosen up and dress more sexy.  But in his fantasies, he was 
in control, he was the one who ordered her to fuck other men, it was him who 
made the decisions, it was him who decided who fucked his wife and how it was 
done.  But this was something else, it made him uncomfortable to imagine his big 
titted wife running around the office, all the men she worked with slobbering 
all over her and he didn't even know about it.

And he had noticed that more and more she was letting other men see what she had 
to offer.  First it was when they went on vacations and at his urging she would 
wear tight tops, short skirts and stiletto high heels. Then it was when they 
would go out to dinner, and now she was even wearing her slutty underwear to 
work for Heavens sake.

"It doesn't mean a thing Baby", she cooed at him and rubbed her big tits against 
his chest, "Those guys at the office might look once in a while but only my big 
strong Hubby ever gets to touch and you know it. You know you can trust me 
Neil."  That was exactly what his ego needed to calm him down and he let her 
lead him into the kitchen where he watched as she made their dinner.

After dinner they sat down to watch some television when suddenly there was a 
knock at the door. "Would you mind getting the door Neil?", she asked sweetly, 
"This is the best part of the show." He could never deny her anything when she 
asked that way and he rose to get the door.

When he opened it he was surprised to see who it was.  "Hey Neil, how are ya 
man?", said the tall man as he brusquely went past Neil into his home.  Then it 
finally dawned on him who the tall man was. It was Vic, one of the guys who 
worked in Kym's office.  A young guy of 23, Vic was 6'4" tall and had a body 
that only hours in the gym can provide. His thick black hair and good looks gave 
away his Italian heritage and his muscles bulged in his tight T shirt as he 
stood grinning down at Neil.  Neil had only met him once, at an office party the 
previous summer and could not understand why he would be showing up at their 
home.

"Hey listen Neil", he said pompously, "Grab a beer for me while I go in and say 
Hi to Kym, would you?  By the way, I have a great movie here that I bet you 
would love to see." Then he turned and sauntered into the living room, leaving 
Neil to act as host.

After he got the beer he went into the living room and could hear what sounded 
like Kym talking urgently in a whisper to Vic. He could not make out much but he 
clearly heard her say something to the effect of, "What the hell are you doing 
here? Are you nuts?"  

When Neil walked in the room, Kym suddenly appeared very uncomfortable and her 
face was red as a beet. She seemed flustered and nervous for some reason.  Vic 
on the other hand had helped himself into a seat on the couch, in fact he sat 
right beside Neil's wife, leaving Neil with nowhere to sit but in the chair 
opposite them.

"Here you go Neil", he said with a smart ass grin, "This is the great movie I 
was telling you about, pop it in the player would you?"  Neil still didn't begin 
to understand what the hell was going on but he took the tape and started the 
player. The screen began to flicker softly...


On the screen, was a small room and after a moment Neil realized it was the copy 
machine room at Kym's office building.  "Modern technology is great, isn't it?" 
Vic said, "I bet even you didn't know that every single room in our office has 
security video cameras, did you Kym?"  Kym suddenly seemed even more nervous and 
started to get up from the couch, saying "We, uh, I mean, There was something 
else we wanted to watch, right Neil?"  Vic grabbed her shoulder and pulled her 
back on the couch beside him and said, "NO! Neil is going to want to watch this 
video and you better watch it close too Kym, understand?"

Neil's eyes were glued to the screen as he saw the door to the copier room open 
and he realised it was his wife Kym walking in.  His loving bride wiggled into 
the room and after taking a look around as if to check to be sure she was alone, 
she pulled a pack of kingsize cigarettes out of her purse and lit one up.  Her 
long thin fingers held the cigarette to her pouty lips and she took a long drag, 
obviously enjoying the sensation of the nicotine entering her lungs.  She 
inhaled deeply, her big F-cup tits rising up and down and she drew the smoke in.  
As she smoked, she absent mindedly ran her long, sexy red fingernails up and 
down the side of her body, back and forth over her short black skirt.

Suddenly the door to the copier room opened and the look on Kym's pretty face 
turned to one of nervousness as she tried to hold her cigarette behind her back. 
The tell tale smoke curled up behind her and then slowly the look on her face 
changed to a sexy smile. That was when Vic walked into the scene.

"Well what do we have here?", Vic said, "Hiding in the copy room for a quick 
smoke I see. Well I won't tell, not if you share anyway".   He walked up closer 
to Kym, until he was almost touching her body with his and she nervously held 
her cigarette out for him to take a puff...


Suddenly the movie stopped and Neil looked up to see Kym with the remote in her 
hand, saying, "You really don't want to waste time watching the rest of this 
Neil, I admit I smoked a cigarette today, OK? I admit it, let's watch something 
else."  

"No way Kym", Vic said with a smarmy grin on his handsome face, "Your hubby is 
going to want to see this I am sure, this movie should win an award, let me tell 
you Neil."  He laughed again and took the remote from Kym and pushed play...


The screen flickered and once more Neil was watching his gorgeous wife standing 
there in the copier room with Vic closer than ever.  Vic smiled and said, "Boy 
something sure smells good, is that you Kym? I love that perfume, can I have a 
whiff?"  Kym just giggled and Vic moved in closer till his chest was pushed up 
against Kym's huge tits and he made a big show out of rubbing his face over the 
side of her neck.  Kym's face was red and it was obvious that she was nervous 
but she never told him to back off and was obviously enjoying the attention from 
the young muscle bound stud.  As she put out her cigarette in an empty coffee 
cup he bent over and ran his hand down her cheek and then bent even closer and 
sniffed her perfume once more. "Oh, no wonder I like the way you smell, that's 
Elizabeth Arden, isn't it? Such a sexy fragrance".

Kym pulled out another cigarette and held it up nervously while staring in Vic's 
eyes and said, "How about a light, pretty please?"  Vic lit her cigarette and 
then said with an easy grin, "I see you prefer Kingsize cigarettes, but then 
that is no surprise to me."  Kym took a long drag into her lungs and said, "Why 
would you say that?"

Vic moved in until he was up against Kym, not an inch of space between their 
bodies and said, "You look to me like the kind of woman who would like having 
something very big in her mouth, that's why I say that. You know what I mean 
Kym? I think you prefer to have a nice long one to suck on, don't you?"

Kym's eyes flashed with anger and she raised her hand to slap his face and said, 
"How dare you speak to me that way! I am a married woman damn you!"  Vic grabbed 
her hand before she could move it and held both her hands down at her sides and 
said, "Calm down Kym, you have been cock teasing every man in the office for 
weeks now and you know it. How long did you think you could swing those big tits 
around the office before someone would decide to give you what you have been 
begging for?"

Vic held Kym's hands easily with one of his hands and with the other he took her 
cigarette and dropped it into the empty coffee cup. She struggled a tiny bit, 
not hard but just slightly and then he took both of her hands and held them 
behind her back with one of his strong hands.  Her magnificents tits strained at 
the fabric of her blouse and shook wildly as she tried to pull her arms loose 
from his strong grasp to no avail.  "Let me go damn you or I'll scream, I mean 
it", she said in a voice made husky with cigarette smoke and passion.

Vic began to roughly fondle Kym's huge tits with his free hand, running his 
fingers all over her jugs and pinching the nipples through her blouse.  Kym's 
resistance was almost nothing by this time and he put his lips against her's and 
shoved his tongue deep into her mouth.  After a few moments he took one of her 
hands and placed it on the crotch of his slacks and looked in her eyes and said, 
"If you want me to let you leave I will Kym.  Or would you rather be fucked 
right here in the copy room? Fucked like a cheap little office whore, is that 
what you like? Say it Kym, say it!"

"YES DAMN YOU, I WANT YOU TO FUCK ME!" she said as she clawed at his zipper with 
her long red fingernails.  She pulled his fly open and unhooked his belt and 
pants and shoved them to the floor. She stuck her hand in his underwear and 
gasped in surprise as she pulled out his young, hard cock.  "God it's so fucking 
big", she said softly as she stared at his 9 inch cock.  Vic yanked her top up 
over her big tits, and her black lace bra was all that kept him from a perfect 
view of her magnificent chest.  His hands mauled her tits and unhooked her bra 
leaving it dangling on her shoulders, still on her but covering nothing from his 
hands or his eyes. 

There Kym stood, a married woman, with her blouse and bra shoved up above her 
big tits and holding Vic's big cock in her hand like it was a prize. "You have 
to wear a condom", she said in a voice laced with sex, "I'm not on the pill, you 
have to wear a condom, please hurry."

Kym reached into her purse and pulled out a condom and unwrapped it hurriedly 
and began to roll it down his virile young cock.  When it was on, Vic grabbed 
her by the shoulders and said, "Turn the fuck around bitch, I want to see that 
sweet ass of your's while I fuck your pussy, hurry up slut!"  Kym turned around 
and bent over the copier, grabbing it for support with both hands.  Vic tugged 
her tight black skirt up over her ass and up around her slim waist.  There she 
stood, waiting to be fucked by a man she had barely known a few minutes 
before...


As Neil stared at the screen he saw in horror that while Kym's back was turned, 
Vic had reached down and yanked the rubber off of his big thick cock. Kym's face 
turned pale and she looked at Neil and said helplessly, "I didn't know Neil, I 
thought he was wearing a condom, I swear I didn't know he fucked me bareback, I 
didn't know!"

Neil could not even look at his wife at that moment. And besides, his eyes could 
not stay off of the TV screen...



When he looked back he saw Vic's face staring at him from the screen, a knowing 
smile on his face as he placed his naked cock at the junction of Kym's ass.  He 
next reached between her long legs and began to finger her pussy, and then 
yanked her tiny black panties over to one side and started rubbing the head of 
his naked cock against her spread open cunt lips. 

"Tell me how bad you want to be fucked slut, say it to me, beg me to fuck you!", 
Vic said to Kym. Kym looked over her shoulder at the young stud and said softly, 
"Please fuck me, I want your cock so bad. I am begging you, FUCK ME HARD! Please 
fuck me hard!"

Vic suddenly slammed his huge cock deep into Kym's pussy and began fucking her 
like the little whore he had turned her into. His big cock went in and out of 
her, for at least 20 minutes he fucked her senseless while she stood bent over 
the office copier, her blouse up around her neck and her skirt bunched up around 
her waist.  Her big tits bounced and swung back and forth as she grunted and 
moaned while Vic fucked her cunt and she begged him for more. 

He held her big tits roughly in his hands and pinched her nipples as his cock 
slammed into her until finally she began to moan, a moan that built in her 
throat until it was almost a cry, then a scream, and then she cried out, "OH GOD 
I" CUMMING!  FUCK ME! SCREW MY PUSSY! I'M CUMMING SO DAMN HARD!!!!"

Kym collapsed over the copier while Vic continued to fuck her and then he began 
to groan and shoved his cock all the way in and said, "There you go bitch, is 
that what you like you fucking whore?  Take that home to your husband Kym, take 
it home and see how he likes his nice present I am sending him!"

Vic yanked his cock out of Kym's pussy and even on the screen Neil could see it 
was dripping with his cum as he did so. Then Vic reached down and pulled up 
Kym's panties and tugged them into place. He roughly fingered her cum soaked 
pussy through the panties, obviously making sure they were wet with his seed 
before he stopped.

As Kym sprawled over the copy machine, still half nude and stinking of sex he 
pulled up his pants and hooked his belt and then tucked in his shirt.  "You're a 
pretty good fuck for an older broad, you know that Kym? Nice tight cunt and a 
hell of a pair of tits on you. Maybe I'll fuck you again if I feel like it 
sometime", he said as he turned to leave the room.  "No, I, I, uh, There won't 
be a next time", Kym mumbled as she tried to adjust her clothing, "I'm a married 
woman, I can't do this again, I just can't!"

Vic handed her a cigarette and lit it for her. As she took the nicotine into her 
lungs he smiled and said, "We'll see about that Kym, sometimes it can be hard to 
say no if you are addicted to something."  He grinned and then left the copy 
room...
 

The screen went blank and Vic pushed the remote, turning off the Television.  
Both Neil and Kym sat in stunned silence, thinking about what they had just 
seen.

Vic put his arm around Kym's shoulder and began to play with her big tits as her 
stunned husband watched.  "This is how it is going to be Neil", Vic said in a 
voice that let them know he meant business, "Right now there are three copies of 
this tape. This one, which I will leave here for you to watch for your own 
pleasure. One if a safe place if I ever need it for any reason, and of course my 
buddy who works in the Security office at work has a copy too, for his own 
pleasure."  

Kym shuddered as she thought of the fat security guard slobbering over the tape 
of her being fucked like the office whore.  "Please", she said softly, "Don't 
show it to anyone else, OK?"

"I think we can arrange something Kym", Vic said with a leer. He turned to Neil 
and said, "You know Neil, your's wife's cunt is full of my cum. It's been in 
there for a few hours now but maybe if you clean her up real good you can keep 
her from getting knocked up, what do you think?"

He stood up and pulled Kym to her feet and said, "Strip whore, I want to see 
every inch of that tight body this time. Get those clothes off now."

Kym knew she had no choice. And deep inside she also knew that she couldn't wait 
to have sex with the young muscle man anyway. At least this way she could 
pretend that she was not just a cheap office slut.

Her hands pulled her blouse over her head and then she took off her black lace 
bra.  Neil could still see the red bite marks on his wife's tits from what had 
happened earlier that day.  Next she unzipped her skirt and pushed it down onto 
the floor and kicked it to one side. She slowly kicked off her stiletto heels 
and took off her seamed black stockings and then began to pull her tiny black 
panties down. Neil saw that as she did so they were wet with Vic's cum and it 
stuck to them obscenely.

"Lay down on your back and spread those long legs Kym" Vic ordered her as her 
husband watched.  Vic got down on his knees beside her and said, "Suck my cock 
Kym, suck it good and get it nice and wet, get it nice and sloppy so I can tit 
fuck you while Neil watches."  Kym opened her mouth and as she sucked his cock 
Vic turned to Neil and said, "Go to the kitchen and get some cooking oil, I want 
your wife's tits to be nice and greasy when I tit fuck her, hurry up."

Neil went to the kitchen and came back as quick as he could. Vic was straddling 
Kym's chest and his big cock was between her massive tits and glistening with 
her saliva.  "Pour some oil on your wife's tits for me Neil, and pour a little 
on my cock too, that's a good boy". Neil's hands trembled as he did it, but soon 
his wife's tits glistened with the oil and Vic began to rub it all over her huge 
boobs, his hands gripping them tightly as he stroked every inch of her gorgeous 
chest. Then he put his cock between her tits and then wrapped them around his 
cock and began to slowly tit fuck her.  "Oh, yeah," Vic groaned, "This whore is 
built for tit fucking, so fucking soft, so damn hot around my cock, damn this is 
good".  Then he looked up and Neil and said, "Unless you want to be a Daddy you 
better clean up that mess I made in her cunt Neil, get to work boy."

Neil got between Kym's legs and spread her pussy lips wide open and began to 
lick, his tongue moving in and out of her, making her squirm and wiggle as his 
tongue licked the frothy white seed from her pussy.

Suddenly Vic grunted and began to spray his cum all over Kym's big tits, making 
sure he got it on her nipples and then wiped his cock off on her face for good 
measure.

As he stood up and pulled his pants on he looked down at Neil. Neil was still 
licking his wife's pussy clean and with one hand Neil was jacking off, almost 
ready to cum.

Vic reached into Kym's purse and took out a cigarette. He lit it and handed it 
to Kym as she lay naked on the floor, her tits covered with cum and her husband 
licking her pussy clean.  Kym took a long deep drag and then began to shudder as 
she climaxed and then Vic smiled as he saw Neil's hand moving furiously over his 
prick as he too began to cum, spraying his seed uselessly onto the carpeted 
floor. 

"Well, I have to be going", said Vic, "And by the way Kym. The security guard 
said to tell you that he will be quiet about all this too. He said he is sure 
you and he can work something out." As Vic turned to leave, he looked back and 
said, "I'll be seeing both of you again, enjoy your cigarette Kym". 
